Flashback: Face Pushups

The guy doing face pushups seems to be a total mannequin, right down to the plastic hair. His appearance is as surreal as whatever the guy on his back is thinking, which I'm betting was "How did my life take me here?"

As face push-ups go, doing them on a bed can strain the wrists something awful, so I hope he had a good health-insurance plan, one that covered fellatio-related incidents.

Personally, I'm in the mood for a fellatio-related incident, one that's gossip worthy like I run into 30 in-the-mood vintage porn stars when I'm in the laundry room and they've time traveled right to me and are raring to go.

I don't actually know what "raring" means but it sounds exciting. And rare. Like a beautiful ruby or one of the Kardashians shutting the fuck up about their product lines for a second.

I am thoroughly confused by what the guy with the bike is pointing at. Why isn't it his own party-sized cock? I do understand on further reflection though, as his cock is itself a big pointer and knows just how to find its way home.

While I can't travel back in time or get them to travel to me, maybe I can do some of the things in the pictures, like wrestle on a beach, while posing just so. It would probably help if I'm not alone at the time. Wrestling tends to need at least two people, as do face pushups. That's what workout buddies are for.

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