Chris looked outside at the chaos below in search of its cause. Whatever presented itself here was big… really big. Like BIG, BIG.
Well, it was a good thing his thong was tiny. Perhaps it might help balance things out. Gay fashion always did thrive on size differences and exaggerated proportions.
Whatever it was, it was what it was, and what that was Chris didn’t know.
The people below sure seemed pretty clued in tho…
What Chris needed was more back up …but could he wear more than one thong? The thought consumed him. This second thong thing was a first.
Wait …no. No it wasn’t. He and his equally hot boyfriend Brad did that all the time when dancing. More layers meant more tips as they poured in every time something was taken off. So then what the f was this whole fiasco below all about?!?
Chris found himself more frustrated than ever. He was either at the cusp of figuring it out or really really horny and just not aware of its manifestation…
Well… the whole thing blew over a few minutes later when Brad came in the room. He was already stirred up by some random exhibitionist that was live streaming and didn’t know it. He almost felt bad for the guy but he was just too hot to let that in. Brad needed to go in for this one so he did.
Chris wouldn’t make the connection until grilling extra plump double jumbo hot dogs on their balcony the following St Patrick’s Day.
Takeshi looks like he's Rarin' to go on another big adventure!
Special thanks to Alex Henderson (@ArtOfAlexH on Twitter) for this uniquely cheerful take on a typically stoic OC of mine~! As always, please support the OG artist!
drs’ offices seem to always have plastic plants and flowers in the lobby…my mother always preferred plastic flowers for her birthday…I sent a wreath of plastic flowers for her funeral…a fitting tribute to mother and all the useless doctors