Too much smoking, drinking, dancing and various other fumes, pills and powders have conspired to give me one helluva hangover this morning.
And yet I’m still happily in another city with a jumble of sexy memories and a rogue athletic sock left in my hotel room that’s been impregnated with all the smells of last night… and of one man in particular…
It kind of ruins the effect when we’re offered a fantasy scene of two guys running into each other at the gym and fucking, and we know that they’re partners in real life. Some studios even prohibit real-life partners from doing 1-on-1 scenes together, which makes sense in situations like this one.
Still, if you put that aside, the scene is pretty hot. And it does inspire me to pick up the next muscle bear I run into at the gym…