Mumbai Hunk

capped has reminded me that I still haven’t seen the Bollywood movie Dostana, despite my pledge to give it a go. I haven’t acquired the taste for Bollywood flicks yet, and I feel provincial and un-self-actualized for it. More to the point, I’m kicking myself for missing out on the hot, hot, hot skin shots of Bollywood babe, John Abraham.

I’ve started writing 6’1″ Abraham into more than one fictional celebrity wrestling match, but each time I’ve been sidetracked. The fates just haven’t lined up for him to be fully birthed into my wrestling kink imagined world of hot, sweaty, homoerotic celebrity wrestling fiction.

Reportedly, Abraham is a PETA-packing vegetarian who advocates for Habitat for Humanity on the side. That’s really all the detail (or rumor) I need to slide him securely into the spot of a chiseled-chinned hero who’s accustomed to brining men to their knees from the stunning combination of his beauty and fantastic physique. I see him as a classic white knight with cocky swagger and self-righteous inevitability about him, which you and I know is the perfect set up for some nasty, nasty (nasty) heel beat down.

And you and I also both know that those broad, massive pecs are like giant bulls eyes waiting for torture-turned-worship with a chaser of more brutal torture to wash it all down. All right… I need to get back to writing now….

Mumbai Hunk

I must confess that I’m not into Bollywood movies.
The melodrama is like eating too much sugar to me. The first taste is great, then it just gets way too much to stomach (someone who knows the genre better can give me some recommendations). But they dependably have HOT, beautiful men with amazing moves. I had a tough time trying to decide which photos of John Abraham to post here, as an example of the beautiful men of Bollywood. Watching him step out of the water is stunning. His body… his eyes… simply fantastic.