Sexuality and Beauty, No homo.
Man-crushes and Bromances, let’s just ignore the talent.
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I’d like to think I’m a pretty straight-forward fella, who is pretty comfortable with his sexuality; which is pretty much non-existent, since I hardly ever pursue sex — I live like a monk.
Doesn’t mean I’m going to deny myself the simple pleasures in life,
Such as admiring the mesmerising beauty of good-looking and talented men.
In Australia, I was told the women are beautiful — which is absolutely true, the women are breathtakingly beautiful; and they love sports.
That is unless you come across a hot piece of buffed up juicy fella, all sweaty and wet, flicking their pecks as they jump one another at the beach whilst doing back flips on a surfboard.
Tell me, that is not amazing; and I’ll call it b.s.
There ain’t nothing wrong with admiring another fella.
Like Idris Elba, the sexiest man alive — no shit.
For obvious reasons, this individual doesn’t agree.
I understand wanting to see a less macho man on the cover of sexiest man alive, but come on don’t spoil the fun for the rest of us; no homo.
I think Idris Elba is an eloquent, charming, and marvellously talented individual; who not only deserves to be called the “Sexiest Man Alive”, he deserves to be “The sexiest human being ever to walk this earth”.
And seriously who the fuck cares that he’s a marvel of talent and charisma, from acting to dancing to boxing to…
