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And then they pan back and give us some shots of his sweaty ass pumping in the air as he fucks (a woman, ignore that), and then they linger long over his naked body swimming across a pool, and then he climbs out and there’s a close up full frontal of his cock and balls (because, in all seriousness, this is entirely part of the plot). …Max Riemelt takes over the script, and I’m dizzy and disoriented by his gorgeous face. So I get completely sold on Smith as the it-boy of the show, craving more screen time for him, more skin, more everything, then… Dazzlingly hot Max Riemelt makes jaws drop on screen and off. Fuck, this guy is phenomenally beautiful! You could cut diamonds on this cheekbones, and I’d entertain myself for days with a pint of honey and those luscious pecs.

Smith’s storyline, and my crotch instantly aches for some whiteboy next door hunkiness. Just when I’m feeling torn between who I’m most infatuated with, Silvestre or Herrera, the scene shifts to Brian J.

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Regular readers know my fondest fantasy for tag team partner lovers, so sign these two up to strip to skin tight trunks and climb in the ring together. In a super sexy, over the top unself-conscious way, Silvestre’s wildly sexy lap dance for Herrera, just prior to them getting naked and fucking like porn stars, is a whole level of hotness that TB never approached. Unlike Mangeniello’s character, though, Silvestre’s storyline treats us to watching Herrera slide his hand down the showstopper’s underwear and latching hold of the Monte Perdido beneath. When Silvestre undresses in episode 2, prior to climbing into bed to get it on with his nerd hunk lover, I have a similar reaction to watching Manganiello strip naked in TB. He’s playing the steamy telenovela hypermasculine hunk turned mindblowingly hot for being partnered on the side with sizzlingly sexy Alfonso Herrera. He’s supposed to be the sexpot of the crew. If there were a show stopper, I think it would have to be Miguel Angel Silvestre. Alfonso Herrera (l) and Miguel Angel Silvestre (r) are now my favorite fictional couple of all time. So much fabulous, on point, R-rated nudity in this show! I’m about to spoil the fuck out of this show, so be warned if you haven’t watched it. I almost wrote “naked homoerotic wrestling,” but I don’t think that additional qualifier is really necessary with Sense8.

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The only thing that would turn this series into a full blown inferno would be some homoerotic wrestling. I know Sense8 is particularly fantastic because from scene to scene I keep changing my mind as to which gorgeous hunk is my favorite. I’m a sci-fi nerd from way back, so the marriage of beefcake, eroticism, and sci-fi strokes me from nearly every direction. In fact, the award I once wanted to give True Blood for best cast beefcake may need to get ripped from Ryan Kwanten & Joe Manganiello’s hands and bestowed upon Sense8. It was the most effective antidote to the empty hole that the end of True Blood left in me. I echo Superherofans’ judgment that it’s the hottest show of the year. I recently binge-watched the Netflix series Sense8.

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