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Stunning 🤤🤤🤤🤤
If anyone knows who this is, he’s my dreamboat. And I would do so many things with him!!
Wow, just perfect! And I found him on Grindr!!
Just me and my blue bulge!
This whole shower business in wet white cotton while Chris snapped photos just didn’t make sense. Just last week, Brad randomly found himself wearing white briefs to the beach. Just a few days ago, Chris was looking like a nun in white briefs. Now THIS. Neither of them particularly liked the old school style either… and Y again in the shower?!
That’s when Brad realized the conversation was in his head.
Hmmmm.
Chris seemed busy with the camera, but Brad interrupted the shoot anyway citing he had Margaret Cho’s much anticipated laundry detergent recommendation. It was the absolute sure fire needed to pull him out of the chaos.
"Oh," said Chris. "Well, what is it?"
Brad explained Margaret lit it up once again. She made her own laundry detergent from scratch. The woman was AMAZING and even gave Brad a list of ingredients.
Still, neither Brad nor Chris would begin wearing shirts. In the end, Chris boiled down the ensuing twenty two minute conversation to one hard point. It just wasn’t natural.
Brad agreed wholeheartedly clarifying Margaret’s recipe was natural but wearing shirts or pretty much any clothing was not for two hot gay boys barely 22 years of age working as fashion models and gogo dancers in Southern California.
Well, back to the photo shoot then.
Brad’s boyfriend Chris was always threatening a good time.
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.
"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.
Chris aired his dirty laundry like nobody;s business.
Is that seriously my underwear in the freezer?
