As Landon tells it, he was walking along Lafayette when he was approached by our photographer.
“I’m a talent scout,” said the “talent scout” (our guy is a bit rambunctious.) “And I don’t know if you know it, kid, but you’ve just made it to the next round. Welcome to Hollywood.”
This astonished Landon, as it would anyone standing in the middle of snow-blanketed Detroit. “Huh?” was the predictable reply.
“Football player? Hockey player? What is it?” continued the photographer, who tends to get ahead of himself when confronted by the direct manly gaze of a young solidly built stud-pup.
“I’m a college student, dude. Hey quit it!” Our photographer had begun kneading the lad’s biceps.
“You are definitely onto the next round,” repeated the slap-happy scout. A Latin formerly from Manhattan, whom some find pushy (but we know is just warm and maybe a tad too expressive in that South of the Border way), our man had been tasked to crop up in various, perhaps overly genteel — gentile? — cities around the country, tapping shoulders for the betterment of Nightcharm and you, O reader.
Remembering the Prime Directive*, as Jean-Luc used to say, our man in the street pulled himself together and explained that he was inviting young Landon to Hollywood to be part of a fabulous nude photo shoot — surely every boy’s dream — and perhaps, if the stars aligned just right in various motel rooms, a shot at jerking off on film … for famed FRATMAN Studios!
As you must be imagining, Landon was, for a moment, speechless. “How much does this pay,” he managed, in a surprisingly even voice.
We will fade out at this point and leave the details of coarse remuneration to Landon, our photographer, and the God who attends to sparrow falls and other such busybody activities.
Suffice it to say, if you delve into Nightcharm’s Inner Circle, and follow all the links to the Fratman Theater, you will find our young man lying on a bed, with all promises of major stardom fulfilled. Sometimes there is such justice in the world!
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Oi veh… where do you find these creatures? He looks like a retard. Nice body. Retard face. Come on, there are juicier guys out there. Guys with healthy genetic backgrounds, not this…inbred type.
Yuck!
I wonder if there are any guys you could get with truly long hair, like past shoulder length. Bohemian types perhaps.
he looks like a sheep shagger!!!
Ah I could not disagree more. He in naive and innocent, sweet and langurous, the opposite of jaded overly cynical intelluctualized you and i, and REAL as opposed to overly chizled intensely fat free bodies of jaded overly tanned industry models, mmm i do like him so, and PS TO YOU CHARMERS KEEP IT UP WITH THEM REDHEADS!! and uh these mildly retraded aint so bad neither
Directive. Prime Directive. Sheesh!
Thank you Nigel. Duly noted and the copy has been corrected. Formerly “Objective” now “Prime Directive.” Make it so!
Just beautiful
The second pic doesn’t look so retarded. I’d do him any day. Suck that cock, eat that ass, lick those pits.
hey u are so fucking fine i would fuck u in a min….
You Are so hot
That is so dam sexy id do that so hard and just enjoy it to the max! yea!
I think this guy is so hot!! Would love to put on that song, Good Lovin’ by the Rascals and have Landon give me a handjob while I smell his bicep.
tooo small and ur ugly