This photo of dear Derrick Monasterio makes me imagine the summer and the lonely beach and boys in wet white undies (and pants). Everything’s right in this photo, I guess. We’re getting a bit of teasin’ and pleasin’, and Derrick is getting good at it. Sometimes.
And then gravity took its toll on the formerly hale and hardy bod of model Mike Elhag. Or maybe food and all those nasty matters that make one blob overnight. Nevertheless, as I’ve always written here: there’s always someone for everyone. He may have gone horizontally challenged, but there are still bits of the old Mike in there. If you get what I’m saying.
“When you think of a cub, you think of a cute face, chubby waist, thick legs, in shape. Or something like that. More or less, cubs are adorable and everybody loves having a resident cub around them. They are fine not dieting (and seem a lot happier then the rest of us gays), and better yet they come in all shapes and sizes!”