ENZO EFSERYAN(FREDDIE MERCURY) IS A PROMISING MOVIE ACTOR WHO IS AT A CROSSROADS IN LIFE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND PAULINE AMOS (MARY AUSTIN). APPARENTLY THE END OF IT ALL, IT WILL BE JUST THE BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE FOR THE ACTOR.
MY PARTICULAR HOMAGE TO...
The jacuzzi bubbles were making its own show and there was no more room to an ounce of extra foam. They had spent all night sleepless. Unpacking gifts, sex marathons and all other games, they had dozed just a few hours. Enzo looked great, fresh like a lettuce but Tarek thought he was not ready to work.
- I'm going to work knackered, you know? -he said looking at himself in the mirror that was the wall at one side of the bath tub-. You've squeezed me like a poor little lemon and I won't never be the same.
- Really? -he licked his plump lips, mocking-. I'm so proud of myself. Taking into account I'm two years older than you and I have one more virus.
A mischievous smile spread on Tarek's face with his sardonic words. They used to joke once in a while over their poor health. That made them feel good, that common bond was one of the stronger things that could bring them together. Tarek watched enthralled Enzo's beautiful naked body as he took off his robe. It was so gorgeus. So hairy and tanned, that olive skin, the grace of his limbs and above all that small, hard and perky ass. No wonder he earned some pounds posing naked for painters in his college years.
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- Hey, what are you doing? Don't fill my space -Tarek complained pushing him back and failing-. Are you leaving half empty the bathtub just to crush on me?
- Hmmmmm, yeeees -he wrinkled his beautiful nose showing him his protruding incisors and placing delicately his chin over his hairless chest.
- Who were you speaking to?
While Tarek was getting ready the jacuzzi, Enzo had picked up the phone to call Pauline and Dave, his lawyer.
- Enzo, it's 5 in the morning. Couldn't you wait?
- No, I couldn't. You're to blame.
- Oh, me. Of course, who else? -he looked up the ceiling.
- Of course, you, because you've accepted to be my husband if I didn't get it wrong. I have to arrange everything.
- Oh, God -he rolled his eyes-. What? You frighten me whenever you arrange. Won't you come up with a fancy-dress party to celebrate our engagement or something?
- Oh, darling. Don't be ridiculous. We are above all that. Although you know I love a good party -he winked at him.
- I know.
- That's not in my mind. I didn't count you accepted so soon.
- Oh, really? I'm beginning to regret being so easy.
- You are always so unpredictible... -Enzo murmured as though he was speaking to himself while he built up little mountains of foam in each one of his shoulders.
- Pardon? Unpredictible me -he pointed out himself.
- The thing is I couldn't arranged it any other way.
