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So I finish the survey, and I’m waiting for my therapist to come out an escort me in for my in-take appointment, when the woofiest, hunkiest, 6 foot+, solid stud enters the waiting area and ushers up to the counter. Carrying a motorcycle helmet, no less. (Tons of peeps ride motorcycles and scooters in Tel Aviv. Parking is scarce.)
His jeans were perfectly fitting back there, and I instinctively went for my johnson camera to get you guys the pic. ‘Cept a worker came over to help an old lady use the HAL 9000 auto-survey thing next to me, and I had to hide the camera, and by the time I had a chance to shoot the pic, the flash setting had returned to default (I had turned it off so I wouldn’t draw attention to this Straight Guy that I was snapping a pic of his ass).
He turns around, and I think I’m pretty good at hiding the camera without being obvious and looking bored. He doesn’t stare long and turns back around. I get a few more pics – SANS FLASH – but they come out a little blurry, b/c I’m hurrying and can’t exactly ask him to pose.
Anyway, *swoon* maybe this is why I really came here. There is no shortage of sexy, sexy men.
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