Mark Feuerstein – Sidelineland

I’ve been talking character construction with several folks offline recently. I’m big on visual inspiration for my imagination. So most of my characters evolve from a certain image or set of looks. Obviously a lot of my homoerotic wrestling fiction utilizes characters built off of real life people, though I am the first to make clear that I’m not writing about the actors and models who serve as inspiration. I’m just starting with how they make me feel and what they inspire in my imagination, and I’m building character from that skeleton. My title character for the Producer’s Ring series of wrestling stories is Eli Brody, who is a complex amalgam of many sources of inspiration. Not least of which, Mark Feuerstein serves as a major component in the construction of how I imagine my character, Eli Brody.

Squarehippies posted these caps from a recent flick with Mark. There’s just no angle I’ve ever seen of Mark that doesn’t drive me crazy with lust. He’s not a muscleboy, by any means. He’s not a lusty dirtbag. He’s not exactly pretty, either, at least as far as I’m concerned. A muscleboy, dirtbag, pretty boy (any combination of these) will always catch my attention. Without any of those elements, though, Mark is still off the charts on my lust radar.

The only thing missing in these caps is Mark’s chart-topper prize of hotness: his gorgeous, bigger-than-your-average-white-boy’s ass. I’m a major fan of Mark’s booty. Mark may not be at the head of the line in your rankings of lustworthy boys, but he gets my engine running like few others can. I don’t know who you might be picturing when you read a story with Eli Brody in it, but as for me, Mark is foundational to the hotness that is the West Coast Titan.

Mark Feuerstein works for me. Yes, yes, and yes. I’ve had my eye on this man from the moment he walked on Caroline in the City. Like a lucky penny, I was so happy that he turned up in Practical Magic. I was thrilled to see him anchor his own comedy as Conrad Bloom. He was the bisexual judge on Ally McBeal who I’d so be willing to do, without too much cringing at the thought of him also doing women. I was pulling so damn hard for him on Good Morning, Miami. Now he’s in Royal Pains, and I’m happy once again to see his talent and beauty back on the air.

Honestly, it’s his ass. The rest of him earns him the place as one of the 50 most beautiful people, sure. But it’s his ass the earns him the spot as the object of my lust. He has the roundest ass a white boy can have. I find myself cheering out loud when he turns his back to the camera (really, I do… it’s like when the home team scores a touchdown).

Mark’s ass also earned him an appearance in my homoerotic wrestling fantasies. The fact that he was a high school wrestler puts him up and over the top, so when he arrived in the Producer’s Ring for a battle to the career finish with Dan Futterman, it had to get up close and personal. It won’t surprise you to learn that Mark’s ass single-handedly (?) snaps victory from the jaws of defeat in this competition.

He’s persistent. He’s smoking hot. He’s got great timing. Did I mention his ass? He has one of my top 5 favorite asses of all time. Damn, I’m hot for a hunky Jewish doctor who makes house calls.