hey heather its dustin from the sinners,i get all yer hints,now that you live in long beach come by the house and ill show you how much of a homo i am........
well, i must admit, that is a charming invitation and not one that i hear very often now that i live in the land of 'boobs, blondes and 'bored-because-it's cool' expressions. however, i must tell you — simply bedding down for an evening will hardly prove which way the gate swings. you see, my prowess is legendary — known to turn even the gayest of gays straight (if only for a few hours). anderson cooper, elton john, mr. brady, siegfried AND roy... all of them — rendered powerless in my un-showered, ratty, never-put-together presence (i prefer you call it 'bourgeois boheme'). and with each of them, we could have really had something if it weren't for our differences in music: i refused to listen to mariah carey and they could never get past the disappointment that 'stiff little finger' wasn't what they were expecting.)
so you see, if you really want/need to prove you are ALL MAN despite being the 'tweak my nips!', pin-up darling on a motorcycle blog whose acronym spells "COC".... it will have to be done in a comparable, albeit decidedly 'less fun' manner. may i propose:
BRUT MAN STRENGTH?
next week i will officially be a resident of your fine city and with me i will be bringing 1500 pounds of books, random bits of scrap metal, a WWII tanker desk named 'mister roberts', a fake leg and a stuffed pet cat named 'sandwich head'...
there is nothing in this world that would convince me more, mister dustin, of your manhood than to watch you carry it all up to my second floor apartment. there won't be any sex — as i am trying to cut down on the 'whore' element a tad, but you will forever be endeared to me as the "not-so-gay-after-all-though-he-does-fancy-a-tumble-with-the-fellas-from-time-to-time, sweet, young thing who carried all my books and little bits of weirdness up 18 stairs without dying**." **(you must survive this ordeal in order to use the full title)
if you're really good, i'll let you caress my fake leg. when was the last time you got such a titillating offer, huh?
:::
dearest jeff, i'm sure this definitely qualifies as not only the longest, but most off-topic post/comment in COC's history (it IS a sunday though!) and i sense a big red 'banned' in my future. please have mercy - i actually think this photo is adorable. men who cuddle rule and i love the tinges homo-eroticism you boys toss in from time-to-time. and dustin... i know you're not a true, 'man-lover' — but come on... SOMEBODY had to say something and i have ALWAYS been very encouraging and supportive of your secret-fake-gay life. so i don't want to hear any more complaints from you.
oh and dustin, if what you actually meant was — you would REALLY show me how much of a homo you are and had planned a fun afternoon of shopping, maybe try a new recipe from the latest issue of 'saveur' & then give each other facials and do our nails while we watch jane austin movies and giggle... sorry i totally misread that... and i am TOTALLY there!! (i'll bring the chemical peels and nail polish!0
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thank you for going back to your old ways.
I love you Mochi!
Did you guys spoon before or after this picture was taken?
hey heather its dustin from the sinners,i get all yer hints,now that you live in long beach come by the house and ill show you how much of a homo i am........
well, i must admit, that is a charming invitation and not one that i hear very often now that i live in the land of 'boobs, blondes and 'bored-because-it's cool' expressions. however, i must tell you — simply bedding down for an evening will hardly prove which way the gate swings. you see, my prowess is legendary — known to turn even the gayest of gays straight (if only for a few hours). anderson cooper, elton john, mr. brady, siegfried AND roy... all of them — rendered powerless in my un-showered, ratty, never-put-together presence (i prefer you call it 'bourgeois boheme'). and with each of them, we could have really had something if it weren't for our differences in music: i refused to listen to mariah carey and they could never get past the disappointment that 'stiff little finger' wasn't what they were expecting.)
so you see, if you really want/need to prove you are ALL MAN despite being the 'tweak my nips!', pin-up darling on a motorcycle blog whose acronym spells "COC".... it will have to be done in a comparable, albeit decidedly 'less fun' manner. may i propose:
BRUT MAN STRENGTH?
next week i will officially be a resident of your fine city and with me i will be bringing 1500 pounds of books, random bits of scrap metal, a WWII tanker desk named 'mister roberts', a fake leg and a stuffed pet cat named 'sandwich head'...
there is nothing in this world that would convince me more, mister dustin, of your manhood than to watch you carry it all up to my second floor apartment. there won't be any sex — as i am trying to cut down on the 'whore' element a tad, but you will forever be endeared to me as the "not-so-gay-after-all-though-he-does-fancy-a-tumble-with-the-fellas-from-time-to-time, sweet, young thing who carried all my books and little bits of weirdness up 18 stairs without dying**." **(you must survive this ordeal in order to use the full title)
if you're really good, i'll let you caress my fake leg. when was the last time you got such a titillating offer, huh?
:::
dearest jeff, i'm sure this definitely qualifies as not only the longest, but most off-topic post/comment in COC's history (it IS a sunday though!) and i sense a big red 'banned' in my future. please have mercy - i actually think this photo is adorable. men who cuddle rule and i love the tinges homo-eroticism you boys toss in from time-to-time. and dustin... i know you're not a true, 'man-lover' — but come on... SOMEBODY had to say something and i have ALWAYS been very encouraging and supportive of your secret-fake-gay life. so i don't want to hear any more complaints from you.
oh and dustin, if what you actually meant was — you would REALLY show me how much of a homo you are and had planned a fun afternoon of shopping, maybe try a new recipe from the latest issue of 'saveur' & then give each other facials and do our nails while we watch jane austin movies and giggle... sorry i totally misread that... and i am TOTALLY there!! (i'll bring the chemical peels and nail polish!0
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