Since it is slow here right now, I thought to indulge myself with a topic of interest to me. Perhaps others will find it interesting, or not.
This morning at the gym there was a guy who I thought to be perfect looking. He had a Clark Kent look once he put his glasses on, but his face has all of the right lines, especially the jaw. He had very nice eyes, emphasized with the glasses. He was in gym clothes, and his proportions were equal to a guy who is quite fit without being considered too muscular. He has perfect calves. I didn't check the feet, sorry. His clothes fit very nicely.
So, once this guy leaves the gym, does he lead the perfect life? Do his looks open doors for him? Do people seek out his company? Can he possible fuck all the many, many people who line up before him? Or is just because I am a horny gay old man that I feel this way? Were my testosterone levels low, would I ignore him? Do people want to keep their lovers away from him? Lots of silly questions pop to mind. It's likely that people react to him as a total person, not just a total hunk. He might have a mean streak, or be so self-centered that people avoid him. I don't know. I am just wondering.
Years ago I saw a guy waiting to be helped at the front desk of my workplace. It wasn't my job to help him, but I did since I wanted to look at him longer than a pass through would have allowed. I did help him and sent him on his way, but not before asking him, once business was concluded, if his eyes were naturally that blue. If he didn't know before, surely he knew then that I helped him because of that, at the least.
One other weird work situation since you are reading this far. The closest toilet to my office was in a public hallway. I looked at the only guy in the room, he looked at me, and next thing I knew he was following me to my office. Once we entered, he turned and locked the door. That act caused me to come to my senses as I had no business even thinking about doing anything at work. I made some excuse about why he was at the place and what could I do to help, clearly not meaning sex since that had already been on the table and brushed off. What would you have done?