This is my imagining of a Men At Play video that I'd love to see.
Opening shots of a clean, higher-end business-style hotel room with two double beds. A few shots begin with carry-on luggage opened neatly, a garment bag hanging and unzipped to show a navy suit, a close up of polished brown leather dress shoes laid out on the room floor, cufflinks resting on a table.
Then alternating shots of a very hot muscular man in the shower, BRAD, probably in his late 20s or early 30s. Cut with another man, JUSTIN, same age and very fit and muscular but less bulked up, already getting dressed, over the calf thin navy dress socked pulled on, a white pressed shirt being pulled over and buttoned.
BRAD towels off.
JUSTIN stands up and walks to the mirror to tie his tie. His eyes flit up to watch BRAD's naked body walk out through the mirror reflection.
Shot of BRAD pulling out his dress shirt and looking over with some lust at JUSTIN, who's already turned to the bed to pick up the trousers to put on. He grins and then continues to get dressed, buttoning up his shirt and doing a simple knot in his tie. He bends over and his bare muscle ass is visible beneath the shirt tails as he finds his sheer socks. Half bent over, he slips them on, up to the mid-point of his calves. Closer shots show BRAD putting on sock garters and attaching the clips to the sock fabric, making a careful adjustment.
JUSTIN is tucking in his shirt into the trousers and buttoning up.
JUSTIN: Bro, you're not the bride, you know.
BRAD (looks up): Huh?
JUSTIN: The garters. You got something borrowed and something blue, too?
BRAD laughs.
BRAD: Jase was really into them, man. I guess I got used to wearing them.
JUSTIN (looking contrite): Sorry about the breakup, bro.
BRAD (shrugs): It is what it is. He wanted this white wedding shit, actually. I wasn't ready.
BRAD picks up his own trousers and slips them on. Unlike JUSTIN he's going commando. As he gets dressed the conversation continues.
BRAD: How hungover do you think Aaron is today?
JUSTIN: Probably not bad. Mike had the bartender water down his drinks.
BRAD (smiling): For real?
JUSTIN: Well, you kept buying him shots. The best man's gotta look out for the groom.
Both men lace up their shoes and slip on their suit jackets. They each take time in front of the mirror adjusting the lay of the coat. BRAD ties his tie while JUSTIN picks up the cufflinks.
JUSTIN: Help me out, bro?
BRAD turns to his friend and puts in the links. JUSTIN returns the favor. Eye contact gets heavier.
JUSTIN: Dude, you are not going to a fucking wedding with a four-in-hand.
BRAD (looks down at his tie): What? I'm lousy at tying ties. Besides, I got used to tying it like this in my prep school days. Easier to slip off quickly.
JUSTIN (grinning): Probably not the only thing you wanted to slip off quick.
BRAD (laugh): Dude, I was a late bloomer.
JUSTIN begins undoing BRAD's tie, pulling the ends to uneven length.
JUSTIN: Yeah?
BRAD: I was pure virgin when I came out to you guys in the fraternity.
JUSTIN (pausing): Fuck, I wasn't your first was I, Brad?
BRAD (shaking head): No, I had a few experiences under my belt by then.
JUSTIN: Good. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing.
BRAD: Trust me, I know, bro.
JUSTIN (under his breath): Ass.
JUSTIN reties BRAD's tie in a half windsor, adjusting the knot just right.
JUSTIN: There.
BRAD: Thanks, Justin.
BRAD reaches up and adjusts JUSTIN's knot.
BRAD: Don't know about you, but weddings always make me horny.
JUSTIN (gulps): Damn, Brad. You know I'm dating Hannah.
BRAD: Dude, that's not serious, right? You didn't even bring her as your plus-one.
JUSTIN (winces): We said this wasn't gonna happen again.
BRAD: YOU said it wasn't gonna happen again. I didn't say shit.
JUSTIN: Well...
BRAD: All right. I'm not gonna be an a-hole. You just look smoking hot in your suit is all, buddy.
JUSTIN (raking his eyes up and down BRAD's body): You too, bro.
They don't speak for a minute, just take turns feeling up the lapels and fabric of each other's suit, touching the ties.
Then they lean in and kiss. Softly, then harder. Then they start really making out, pawing at each other's body through their suits. BRAD possessively grips JUSTIN's suited ass, massaging the buns, while JUSTIN grips the ridge of boner poking out in BRAD's trousers.
Finally, BRAD pulls back and unzips, hauling out his big erect cock.
JUSTIN (just realizing): You go commando?
BRAD: Best way to get laid at these things... Come on, suck me, bro. Like old times.
JUSTIN (softly): Yeah.
JUSTIN crouches down.
JUSTIN: Like riding a bike, right?
BRAD: Something like that.
JUSTIN proceeds to give BRAD a blow job. Multiple angles. Reaction shots of BRAD as he enjoys his buddies mouth.
BRAD: So good, bro.... Ah that's it, man.... Suck me.
BRAD finally pulls JUSTIN off and leans down for a kiss. Before JUSTIN can get back up, BRAD undoes his pants and lets them fall to the floor. He turns around and offers his muscle ass to JUSTIN, who pulls apart the buns and dives in.
BRAD: This is the Justin I remember. You're better at this than most gay dudes.
Close up of Justin, suited and in tie, eating out BRAD. Hands caressing the sheer socks and garters. Reaction shots of BRAD enjoying the rim job.
BRAD: Bro... there's lube in my toiletries bag if you wanna...
JUSTIN (pulling back): Fuck yes.
JUSTIN stands up and runs his hand along Brad's suited back.
JUSTIN: Fucking perfect fit of a suit, by the way.
BRAD (grins): I got a great tailor, bro.
JUSTIN: Your tailor has an amazing canvas for his work. Your bod puts me to shame.
BRAD (leaning up): I did the whole himbo thing for Jase. I did a lot of things for Jase.
JUSTIN pats Brad's ass. Lust and reassurance.
JUSTIN: Sorry, bro. You'll find the right guy.
BRAD: I know. Not in a rush. (Looking back) I just need that cock in me now, bro, OK?
JUSTIN goes to fetch the lube.
CUT to shot of the men ready to fuck. BRAD no longer has his trousers on, but still is wearing has sheer socks, garters and dress shoes. JUSTIN is similarly attired.
Slow entry, then they fuck. Missionary first, BRAD's legs on JUSTIN's shoulders. Then BRAD rides JUSTIN's lap. Lots of suit admiration. The fuck finishes with JUSTIN dicking BRAD from behind. After he cums, close up of the creampie before that big dick pushes back in.
BRAD's turn to cum.
In after glow, they kiss and get dressed again. Make themselves presentable once more.
JUSTIN: Do I look OK?
BRAD: You look amazing, bro.... you should put the moves on the father of the bride.
JUSTIN (surprised): Mr. Connelly?
BRAD (laughs): There's only one father of the bride, dude. The guy's a total horndog.
JUSTIN (incredulous): You did Mr. Connelly.
BRAD: He'll ask you to call him Dan.
JUSTIN: Fuck.
BRAD: Maybe you're not into the daddy thing though.
BRAD picks up his pocket square and places it neatly into the suit pocket, taking a look in the mirror as he does so.
JUSTIN: I'm not even gay, bro. Just...
BRAD: I know dude. You don't need to explain, Justin. It's just guys having fun.
JUSTIN: Yeah.
He picks up his own pocket square and does a neater fold than BRAD.
JUSTIN: I'm not trying to be a dick, Brad.
BRAD: I didn't say you were, bro.
JUSTIN: Even if I were gay, you know we'd be lousy as boyfriends, right?
BRAD: Trust me, I know. The sex would be off the charts hot, though.
JUSTIN: No argument there.
JUSTIN finally puts on the last part of his accessories, a nice watch.
JUSTIN: How bout this? If I don't score with Dan Connelly, we share one of the double beds.
BRAD: Deal.
They grin and give one final kiss before parting.
JUSTIN: Let's do this wedding shit. Be there for Aaron.
BRAD: I just better see you on the dance floor at the reception, Mr. Wallflower.
JUSTIN: Stop busting my balls, bro.
They walk out of the hotel room and the door shuts behind them.
TITLE CARD: "TO BE CONTINUED?"
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