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Rescue me please, so I can dissolve into your powerful embrace and feel every one of your muscles pressing into me as you whisk me to safety.
Save me! 😍
Brads hip tattoo was bothering him again. How long would this sun dial on his hip smile and wave at him? It was getting creepy.
Brad was pretty sure he called skins. He also liked the color red more than Chris.
Yep. So far 2 4 2 "brah."
Werd.
Brad didn't get it. He was having a good day. Was his hair having a different experience? He just fixed his coif not a minute ago. Listen, If Brad’s hair was depressed or naughty, he needed to know. The last thing a 22 y/o professional model needs are suicidal follicles that show up in jail.
Day five of the Atlantis Caribbean Cruise and Chris suddenly caught wind of Cherry Pie Apparently, Warrant was now in fragrances.
You know, Brad was smart to stay on the boat.
Brad didn’t know why he swallowed the fly. His boyfriend, Chris didn’t really care. Brad’s fly was looking fly and this swallowing bit was by far the hottest thing since the woodchuck’s chucked wood.
Come to Daddy!
Brad and Chris’ neighbor Luke couldn’t wait until he couldn’t see. Those hair supplements Becky gave him were really kicking in …AND where he wanted them to.
One never can be 100% sure with the under the counter stuff, but when it came to things like fashion, gender expression, and pharmaceuticals risks had to be made.
To all that, Luke needed Brad and Chris back on back patrol for just one more week. The Epilady was on call as an extra precaution.
Hocus POTUS!
Make Presidents Day Gay Again!!!
XOXO Brad and Chris
Chris was cool with it just so long as there was one red flag. Things got messy when that became plural.
That’s when Chris asked his boyfriend Brad if he was speaking in tongues. He was pretty sure he still had one. Maybe Brad could count for him.
Brad didn’t know what color his boyfriend Chris’ swimmers were. The spread looked pretty good so Chris gave his best guess.
‘Ron Burgundy’ scored BIG time.
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Fresh off the gay heritage photo shoot Brad felt overwhelmed with cravings. A hot, plump, steamy burrito sure sounded good. Ohhhh. He thought. What about some huge juicy meatballs with thick creamy Alfredo sauce?
Well, this was a hard one he mused feeling very conflicted. Brad then asked a question of himself. Was Alfredo still in town? He’d need to text his boyfriend Chris as that would likely be the determining factor.
Of course Chris had attitude. He was a professional male model just like his boyfriend Brad. If there was a problem here officer, it wasn’t his. What was up with this pullover business anyway? Chris didn’t even have on a shirt.
