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Chris never did blend in.
Chris ordered flapjacks with Cabana Banana Nut Bread Spread using Brad’s dough. He was so excited Chris thought to nut himself.
Gustavio didn’t become Maybelline’s first male Cover Girl for no reason. He was flying high and in demand. Or was he flying, high, and in demand? Maybe he was flying, high and on demand?
It was funny how such tiny things could make a huge difference. It was more peculiar Gustavio still couldn’t place himself anywhere among the three options despite being sober and near the end of a transatlantic flight. Even stranger was how Americans used the term ‘not ha-ha funny’.
Like the rest of the planet, Gustavio didn’t get that. What he did know however, was that he was on his way to America to do a special inside job for Brad and Chris.
The two invited Gustavio to their home in California to drive their piles and then answer some sorted question about make up. Apparently, there’s been a mystery shrouding his employer for decades. The Euro heart throb was always happy to help where it was good and an inside job was where he could shine.
“Maybe it was Maybelline, maybe not. Who can say? Why such a silly thing make a big deal?”
Gustavio admittedly missed the whole controversy and remained strikingly unworried. If anyone could get to the bottom in any situation it was him. Gustavio always came out on top. Always. That was never a question
“To make love well is like a really nice cigarettes, if it was good, I smoked you twice. Thats how you know. But you know this already.”
To that, Gustavio needed a light before landing.
“Gustavio, that’s me, has a craving and is a ready now. It’s no matter I am still on plane. Trust me. I know things. Ok Maybe one, but preferably two guys. No need to know their names.”
Gustavio would prove himself with what’s his head from from the first-class cabin crew and his equally nameless co-worker from economy plus somewhere over Arizona then again in the very brief time over the extreme southern tip of Nevada.
It was true. Only the majesty of the Grand Canyon could carry the echos of Gustavio’s pleasure.
The ‘fake it until you make it' thing in America never sat right with Chris as there was always the chance that the people who said you made it were doing the same thing.
Brad was bizzay. Couldn’t his boyfriend Chris’ appendix wait until tomorrow to burst? Every gay knew the golden rule: You can’t rush sexy. Besides, they were working. Chris needed to be gyrating as an erotic male dancer not clamping his jaw and slouching over.
“What was tomorrow anyway?”
Chris responded with ‘mañana’. He then went on to explain it could also be ‘the day after today, but not the day after that because that would be the day after tomorrow.’
In an effort to clarify things further, Chris stated what the two were speaking to was the day before that but not today, rather to the day in between despite the fact all that was being referenced originated from the day they were presently in, whatever day that turned out to be.
Brad and Chris were en route to Cedars Sinai not two minutes later. Surprisingly, they were only the second gay couple to arrive at the ER wearing only designer thongs and flip flops that hour. That’s until Brad and Chris realized it was Gay Pride weekend in SF, Chicago, Toronto, and NYC.
Then it all made sense.
With his own famed fashion label coming online, Gustavio was in it to win it. Handsome, charming, and built like a rock, the Euro heartthrob made making pie as easy as love.
Wait… something’s feels off here. Let’s just hope it’s his shirt. Oh.
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