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Author: armyboi Published: 6/30/2008 story views: 1798
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Oxford Street and find us a gay bar and just take a look see.”
Jason was determined, and Markus was not going to argue with him, he wanted to find out just as much himself. “Ok, what do we wear? I don’t think I have any clothes to wear into a gay bar. Anyway, what do you wear into a gay bar in Sydney?”
Jason laughed. “Mate just wear tight jeans and a fitted t-shirt and let Mother Nature do the rest.” To this they both gave a whooping and Jason started the car and drove Markus home. As they pulled up outside Marks home, Jason said, “Remember, we are staying at a mates place, say it is Tony’s, it is far enough away to be realistic. Grab you backpack and grab a change of underwear and an extra t-shirt. See you in an hour, and Mark”
“Yeah?”
“Look fabulous for me.” With that, Markus got out of the car and Jason drove off with the wheels smoking.