A hot chocolate minute. Wouldn't you have loved to be on this beach that day? I saw him on a beach in St. Thomas, USVI (Meagan's Bay) with a group of buffed male strippers about 12 years ago. He was friendly and was willing to take photos with his admirers - both male and female.
I've posted photos of this phine brotha in the past - he's also known as Alan Desmond - but these newer photos had me a little distracted and perplexed by the equally physically phine brotha in the background. Dude is busy down in his hideaway area. WTF is he doing?
If you have an iPhone, any smart phone or a picture magnifying program - magnify the photos for a closer experience.
About three weeks ago, I received a very polite email from a reader who informed me the 'Phat Brotha of the Week' (side panel) was not of Mario Borelli, but was of Manuel Romero - a Venezuelan bodybuilder who is making all kinds of waves in the bodybuilding industry.
Not Mario? (Okay, I know I can be a little obsessed with Mr. Waters.) But the similarity between the two men is so uncanny.
Well, I did some research on Mr. Romero, and he is impressive indeed. Young, but impressive. I am reminded of the 80's disco tune, "So Many Men, So Little Time". Where have I been? Thanks reader for dropping the info.
Name: Manuel Romero Location: Caracas,Venezuela Born: January 20, 1983 Height: 185cm (6´6) Weight Off-Season: 280 – 300 pounds
I have always found Arab men intriguing - particularly one's of color.
This is a true story. .......While in college a small particle of some sort from the environs blew into my eye just before class. I ducked into a men's room located in a campus building to flush out the particle, but struggled to get it out with a water rinse. It was aggravating to say the least. Then entered into the men's restroom a very striking, handsome Arab man with a smooth sandy brown complexion, medium build and slight Arabic accent. A student on his way to class too, he observed me trying to flush out my corrupted eyeball and offered to help - and yes, I was desperate - so I welcomed the assistance.
He came towards me, advised me to relax and with the gentlest approach and touch he blew softly into my eye. When it didn't work at first, he did it again and the particle went somewhere that I didn't care; and needless to say I was no good in class that day. I had a new hero and eye doctor.
After class, I dashed into the building's atrium hoping that I could "bump" into him again. I had hoped to get to know him better (in a platonic way, of course). Well, my eyeballs just about came out of their sockets altogether when he met up with FISH - a lovely black sister who apparently was his girlfriend. I guess she was getting her eyes, ears and other places blown into by this gorgeous man because she had a big smile on her face when they met up.
It's important to stay tuned - especially towards the last few minutes - because we get more than a nice glimpse of that phine, phat phanny that has made Mario phamous.