The concentration of hard bodied hotties in the world of Broadway caliber theatre fascinates me. Charlie Williams is the latest Broadway boy to get attention for his gorgeousness. He’s literally the posterboy for the next iteration of Broadway Bares.
There’s just nothing wrong with this picture. In particular, though, I’d just like to point out the legs. Look at the massive thighs and sculpted calves. A body like this should be required to be naked in public. It’s for the common good, damn it.
With a boy-next-door face, Charlie looks ripe for the part of the unselfconscious innocent who must be corrupted by the initiation into wrestling kink. I have a subplot in my wrestling fiction for the likes of Mario Lopez and Nick Adams that emerged from tabloid gossip that the two muscle studs clashed behind the scenes of their simultaneous appearance in A Chorus Line. Clashing musclestud actors? Um, hello? How could this not develop into hard and sweaty action in the Producer’s Ring?
Nick Adams has been in Major Domo purgatory for months now, with his storyline on hold while my attentions wandered elsewhere. For that matter, everyone in the Producer’s Ring has been in purgatory waiting for my insane work life to settle down long enough for me to get back to letting my imagination run wild. Once I get back to it and finish the Secretarial Pool auditions, someone needs to remind me that Broadway-boy-next-door-bisexual-babe Charlie Williams is waiting in the wings for his shot in the Producer’s Ring. He looks like he can sell major attitude, and he’s got the muscles to have a shot and serious domination.
So many fantasies. So little time.
Sidelineland 
My eye snagged on this one today, too. Throw him in the ring, Bard. This dude's gotta fight!
Nice post! Hope you're doing okay despite the heavy work load. And he would definitely be a nice addition to the producer's ring!