me: so really a bigger problem in Yancy’s new celebrity life is not so much photographers objectifying his little brother, as all the photographers who want to drape them semi-nude or suggestively posed all over each other
Cally: omg of course. Back to back, shirtless
Yancy standing over his brother who’s leaned forward and smirking
me: one of them puts Yancy in a fur coat and not much else. Raleigh has PROBLEMS about that shoot then and ever after (a boner problem)
Cally: like this but without the shirt
me: or like this but without the EVERYTHING ELSE
Cally: oh my god
much later, Yancy finds this coat buried deep in their closet. “you stole it???” “uh…..yes?”
Yancy like “why does this coat stink of sex”
me: Raleigh probably has whatever magazine the shots ended up in stashed in his spank bank.
Yancy is like “you’re splayed out half-naked on a bed here”
"why do you have this"
"…. are you… into.. that?"
and Raleigh is like no! nonono no no!
Cally: omg Yancy thinks it’s selfcest hahahahahahaha
me: hahahah YEAH narcissism!
Yancy doesn’t think to flip the page, but elsewhere in the mag there are closeups of Yancy with that soft decadent jacket open across his chest and his slutty mouth half-open.
Raleigh is like, if the rest of the universe gets to fap to my brother like this, SO DO I (privately, anyway)
Cally: Raleigh’s panic attack when Yancy finds the stash: so much higher than normal kids.