class of 2018
Out the Pacific at Ocean Beach, he appeared in black wetsuit like some kind of Greek Mythology god. Young and beautiful. For a long moment he stood with his board and worshipped the ocean's stormy surf constantly pushing its way onto the beach. I suspected it was something he had to do, something he needed--the sea--as much I. He bent over into the turning surf and bathed his hands and hair and face carefully with the salty sea. I thought it was him. Him, I imagined. Matthew Rae, an imaginary character and Zeno's best friend, come to life...
I really like the way the GuyS move in this song. so free...so sexy...so hot...so letting go. I love em. My brothers...then that deep boom boom boom at the 4:10 MINUTES mark... shivers for my boys..
Fresh san francisco Men
Beautiful Men of colour
"Without your touch I've been lost without the things I love
Without your kiss I've been dreaming of the things I miss
Your eyes, your mouth, your lips, your touch ..." -Seal