In with all the wild art, there were lots of crazy costumes and even crazier behaviors at Art Basel this weekend. You just had to know where to look, and thanks to my bearfriend and friends down from New York and Seattle, I did.
It makes another normal day back home seem boring. So I’ve decided to wear a wrestling singlet tomorrow…all day, everywhere!
This was one of the better scenes from Working Class Stiff with all three performers really getting into their roles. A little cheesy dialogue is going to be required when you’ve got so many different fetishes being appealed to, but the guys delivered it with quiet tension and a smoldering taboo undercurrent.
Big, burly men being dominated. I have to say that I do get off on it.
I’ll have to try some of these moves at the gym today. There’s a giant ginger muscle stud with huge, heavily-tattooed arms who I’d love to spank for staying on the bench press too long…
I’m kind of glad that my gym doesn’t have open showers where crazy shenanigans go down. Even when I used to workout over at the bathhouse, I just liked to get in and out of there.
Although I wasn’t able to make it down to Miami Beach for White Party Week, I’m looking forward to all the stories from my friends who are there. I imagine they’ll sound something like the how the above looks.
It would have been fun to go, but I’ll only be furious about skipping this year if one of them has sex with the actual Denis Vega…