Dream Like New York

Even if he's poorly, these snaps from his most recent location shoot are making me horny af #guyliner #nailpolish #unf

Been a rough few days ♥

Hey, do you might if we take a raincheck on our coffee date? Don't worry, I'm not pulling out entirely. There's been a family emergency. I have to fly to Paris. I'm actually at the airport right now.

Pride peoples, remember - wrap it before you tap it!

So, is he sick or hosting an orgy?

Who: Blaize and Trent Lamont (with a cameo from Ari)
What: Sprung! aka pain in the ass little brothers
Where: Trent's place, NYC
When: Saturday morning

First thing Trent had done when Blaize arrived in town was give him a key to his apartment. The plan was for Blaize to stay initially with his friends at the place they stayed with Justin and Sasha. He had been crashing in Amarlie's bed, which was all good. They had shared a bed many a time and they may have made out just a little bit, because why not when everyone else around you was doing it? They had a casual FWB thing, but not like Ash and Zen had. Just a bit of fun if they felt like it a few times here and there. Amarlie had been one of the first to see his new equipment because he wanted a female's opinion.

That morning, Blaize had plans with Trent. They were going to get breakfast and then go for a drive for Trent to scope out some new places he heard of to take some photos. Trent did a lot of personal artistic photography away from his general job, and had sold quite a bit of it via his website. Trent was going to come pick Blaize up, but he hadn't arrived. He hadn't answered his phone for calls or texts either. Blaize didn't immediately panic. He thought Trent might have just overslept, so he went to see that first before filing a Missing Person's report and figuring out how to call in the SWAT team. He was his mother's son, he couldn't help it. He had a flare for drama when he felt like it.

On the cab ride over, he decided it would be hilarious to make an impromptu video of springing his big bro oversleeping. He couldn't have quite anticipated what he copped an eyeful of when he snuck into Trent's apartment using the key with his phone at the ready videoing. Trent had one of those screens that cordoned off his bed from the rest of the studio apartment. He rounded it, ready to wake Trent up loudly and obnoxiously. But his attempt at SURPRISE! got cut off halfway through when he realised Trent wasn't alone, and there was a hell of a lot of naked going on. Thank god for spooning and strategically placed blankets. He saw bare ass and back, but that was the extent of it.

He squeaked, and then slapped his hand over his mouth to muffle it. Only to realise he had to cover his eyes too, and dropped his phone on the floor to manage it. Also thank god for carpeting. He couldn't live without his phone. "Oh my god, you got laid!" he hissed, torn between being a proud little brother and seeing WAY too much of his brother than he wanted to. But what won out over both of that was curiosity. He peeked between his splayed fingers to see if Trent's friend was hot and had a nice ass. It was Ari. The hand dropped from his eyes to point, whispering, "You had sex on a first date! Trenty's growing up!"

Wanna get ice cream tonight? I'm a free bitch!

7 inches for anyone who's wondering.

Who: Blaize Lamont, Zenith Novak, Asher Brennan and Amarlie-Rose Satori
What: Bitches Reunite
Where: Broadway, NYC
When: Friday night

It was far from the first time Blaize had visited New York, but it would be his first Broadway show. And with VIP tickets, to boot. You didn't turn down shit like that. Besides, he had wanted to see this show forever. He stood out on the sidewalk, finishing off his cigarette and looked up at the lit up sign screaming, FOOTLOOSE: THE MUSICAL. Justin Campbell's name was highlighted beneath it, and it was a complete mindfuck that he turned out to be Amarlie's brother. Life had this funny way of throwing you not-simple twists of fate sometimes.

The sidewalk was pretty crowded already, with a steady stream of people trickling into the theatre to see the show. Blaize, of course, wasn't foreign to fangirls, but being by himself, he had so far failed being recognised. He blended in much easier than a general celebrity. Usually his crowds showed up when it was advertised he would be somewhere, and he had the luxury of blending in most of the other times. He liked it that way. But then, he tended to change up his look so much, he didn't have a signature appearance like Justin did.

The atmosphere was buzzing. It was infectious. People were excited to see the show. Asher had arranged for Blaize to arrive a day earlier than he was expected. The trip had been planned for a couple of weeks now. Blaize had a book signing coming up here in the Big Apple, and he was excited as all fuck to catch up with his friends. He missed them. He always did when he was away, though. Zen had been having a rough time, so Asher wanted to surprise him. They all had tickets to the show. Amarlie had seen it before, but Zen and Asher hadn't yet. Blaize was picked up at the airport by one of Justin's uncle and they took his stuff back tot heir place once they dropped him off at the theatre here, where he would meet the others in the foyer.

He flicked the cigarette onto the ground and stubbed it out with his toe. Terrible habit he couldn't quite shake. He had tried to quit no less than six times in the last year and failed every time. It had just been too much of an ask to try to quit while he was adjusting to his new body in the wake of his surgery. One step at a time. He went inside, weaving his way through the bodies mingling in the foyer and chatting before the show. He looked around for the familiar faces. They were here somewhere, because they had his ticket. Well, Asher did. Blaize was a bit anal. He liked to have his finger on the pulse, and Asher could be a bit flighty sometimes.

Thankfully, Asher and Zen were both tall, so he soon spotted them over by a cardboard standard of Justin and the lead actress in an embrace. Some fangirls were taking each other's pictures with it, and Blaize smirked, amused as he passed them. Asher spotted him coming up behind Zenith and he put his fingers to his lips and then pounced, putting his hands over Zenith's eyes. Zen floundered a bit, so Blaize turned Zen's head towards him and planted a big kiss on his lips to surprise him. "Did you miss me, lover?" he purred. Yes, he knew Zen and Ash were dating now, but there would be no jealousy here. They made their own rules and he knew Ash wouldn't have an issue with his greeting. They were all close. It was what it was. He was non-binary on gender as well as traditional norms. Fuck norms.