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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.
Luke didn’t have a number squared away yet for the fit. It could be a no less than a seven and maybe even a ten. It was certainly right up there. Maybe one more tug would settle the score…
Ahhhh. Who was he kidding? Everybody in!
Chris didn’t know people came in size perfect either. Slightly nervous at the prospect the man with the camera may not be who he said he was, Chris juggled his balls.
Chris wondered if it was possible to face just part of the music.
Brad took another look in the mirror.
Geez. Should he just let it all hang out?
The red contraption was a gift but pretty little things like this always came with questionable obligation as an erotic dancer. This was especially true for all things pleather or ketchup red.
This was obviously a double doozy. Who does a person do in this situation? It was always a race to the finish with his big tippers. That never actually bothered Brad as a speedy coming to head meant a higher turnover.
Well, no matter who stood behind Chris or how much behind he got himself, one thing was for sure. The silky silver lining in this new t-back was about to give him a raging head start.
Brad snapped the selfie just in time.
Wow. That was a hot shot.
You know, if there ever was a big fat wiener here, it might just be his!
"You're fine. I'll take it."
Brad hung up the phone. What exactly was his boyfriend after? It was then and there in month two of the relationship Brad begun suspecting Chris was gay. Boy oh boy. That would be a bonus!
Brad would begin suspecting his own gayness about five minutes later.
It was as close to hanging out Brad could legally do.
Haha. We said ‘do’.
