Coaster

Emilio Cabrera ☼ 47 ☼ Fisherman

[emilioxcabrera]

Hello, attractive specimen. Apparently I have to give out coins for favors. But I have to ask first, truth…or dare? 👽 💚 Kami

"This is new," Emilio chuckled, reaching up to scratch the scruff on his chin in thought. "Let's be risky and go with dare."

[emmethills]

"Okay. Just trying to play this game, but if you're sure." Emmet offered a reluctant smile and took a seat next to the older man. "Sorry, I'm still getting uses to this place. I'm Emmet, I don't think we've met yet?" The younger took in Emilio's face, a thousand questions about the man already running through his mind.

[emilioxcabrera]

"Most have been offering kisses in exchange for a coin," Emilio stated. "Are you not comfortable with doing something like that?" he asked curiously. "You don't need to be sorry," Em assured. "I was a little skeptical of being here when I first came," he chuckled softly. "I thought I was far too old for people to even want someone like me." He still thought that sometimes. "It's a pleasure. Emmet. I'm Emilio," he smiled softly, extending out his hand towards the younger man.

[emilioxcabrera]

"Uhm, hi. Can I offer you a coin, just for a little coversation?" - Emmet

"You don't need to give me a coin... just to talk to me," Emilio exclaimed with a frown. before giving the younger man a lopsided grin "I'll happily hold a conversation with you."

@emmethills

[silasxduran]

Silas, may I spare a token for a kiss or two? - Emilio

Hearing that accent again was exactly what Silas needed tonight. He would not soon forget the date he'd been on with Emilio. A man so charming was impossible to forget. "As if you have to ask, amour." Wrapping his arms around his neck, Silas pressed himself fully against the other man as their lips collided. A kiss, maybe two, perhaps more. Silas would gladly treat Emilio to as much as he wanted.

[emilioxcabrera]

"Mi Príncipe," Emilio cooed, happily welcoming the younger man into his arms. It was hard to forget Silas as he was the only client on the island who bid on him for a private date. Em wanted to make sure it would be a weekend that he wouldn't be able to ever forget. That's why giving one of his tokens to Silas was easy. He hummed happily against those sweet lips, his own arms wrapping around him as hands pressed to the small of his neck. Emilio hoped that it would be more than just a kiss. "I have missed these sweet lips."

[elianxnavarro]

Give me a kiss you, handsome man and maybe, I'll give you a token in return. - emilio

"Oh, is that the deal?" Elian laughed at his friend's attempt at being playful. "Why don't you keep your tokens and I will reserve my lips for those that appreciate them more, hm?"

[emilioxcabrera]

Emilio gasped, clutching a hand against his heart. "The audacity," he sucked in a breath before pretending that he couldn't breathe. "This... old... heart.. can't take it," Em croaked dramatically, keeling over onto the ground. "Need... a.. a doctor... who can revive me," he reached out, hand shaking before going lifeless. Emilio lay there still but after a couple of seconds, peeked an eye open before closing it quickly.

[emilioxcabrera]

When Emilio came into sight of course Renan took notice, and although he didn't rush right over to him he did make it a point to find him at some point in the night. He grinned as he walked over, "you're not going to ask me to smell you again are you?" He asked, still laughing at how distraught he seemed to be during their first encounter. "Your sister out of your head yet?" He was curious, holding out a token, "let me be one to show you tonight that you're more than deserving to be here, spare a kiss?"

He couldn't forget a face l like Renan's especially not after embarrassing himself in front of the young man. Emilio was a little surprised when the other approached him, chuckling at his comment. "No, I won't be punishing myself for that embarrassment again." Emilio groaned, shaking his head as he laughed at himself. "Yes, she is," he mused, reaching out to take the coin from Renan, letting his fingers linger on the boys' hand. "Only if you'll let me spare more than just a kiss," Em murmured, taking the coin as he closed the distance between them so he could finally press his lips against Renan's.

@renanxcarvalho

[pascalesque]

Holy Shit!

[emilioxcabrera]

"A coin for a kiss?" ( from Patrick )

Emilio was taken by surprise when the handsome blonde waltzed up to him and offered one of his tokens for a kiss. It reminded him of peter pan and wendy when she offered the lost boy a thimble in exchange for a kiss. He didn't hesitate when happily accepting the offer as he reached out to pull Patrick towards him and press their lips together.

@patrickxpearson

[emilioxcabrera]

[silasxduran]

Oh la la. The Spanish echo of his own French greeting sent tingles across his skin. Emilio's accent was a treat that only added to the total package of looks and presence. He happily passed along the basket, pleasantly surprised by the hand offered out to him. It was such a small gesture but one that Silas treasured. The little things often spoke the loudest. "Excellent. You seem like a man who knows what he's talking about." Climbing onto the boat, he looked around for a moment before returning his eyes to Emilio. Seeing him there in his natural habitat urged Silas to lift his camera and snap a picture. It was a film camera, so he wouldn't know how it came out until he developed it later.

"Of course." Silas lived in California and hailed from a wealthy family. He'd been on boats since he was small, though they were usually large, luxury yachts. He didn't say as much now lest Emilio think he was nothing more than spoiled. "I couldn't tell you how to do it but I promise I won't get sick all over your boat." Smiling, he looked out at the water, the ocean breeze touseling his messy hair. "Where to first, Capitaine?"

[emilioxcabrera]

When Silas lifted the camera and snapped a picture, caught him by surprise. It had the older man blushing softly as he gave a soft chuckled, reaching up to rub at his chin. "I can't remember the last time someone has taken my picture."

Emilio gave him a lopsided grin, nodding his head. "I'm glad to hear that, it's good to see you brought your sea legs," he teased lightly before gesturing for Silas to follow. "Come, come... let me give you the tour." The boat was larger than most sailboats, big enough for it to withstand the weight of a heavy fishing net when being pulled up by the automatic dolly. There was some seating nestled back in the cockpit but, there was more upfront on the deck with more space for sunbathing if he liked. Below deck in the companionway was where Emilio would sleep, there was a queen size bed, a small shower, and a kitchenette. "Have you been on the other side of the island yet?" Em asked curiously. Getting ready to set sail he untied them from the dock, moving around the boat as he opened to the mainsail. "There's a small cove, it's beautiful and hard to get to from within the island, It's something that I do show on the island tour but I don't think I've given anyone a more up-close look before."

[silasxduran]

closed starter for @emilioxcabrera location: the docks

Silas had his camera, he had his smokes and his lighter, he had the book he’d been reading, and he had a basket full of food from one of the restaurants he’d passed to keep them sustained. Technically, the clients were supposed to pick the date, but Silas didn’t really know the man he’d bid for. He raised his paddle out of sheer curiosity at the way he looked, like he could tell a story. As a photographer, he had an eye for stories in people’s faces. So he’d asked Emilio after the fact what his favorite thing to do on the island was, absolutely thrilled that the answer was going out on his boat. Silas hadn’t been out on the water yet, so he was excited. Hopefully, his date for the day was equally as ecstatic.

“Bonjour mon chéri.” When Silas spoke French, his accent was much more present, though it dropped a bit when he spoke English. He grew up with both languages, as his mother was full fledged French and his father was American. While he was mostly raised in California, his nanny was French, and that was enough to keep his accent around. “It’s so nice to see you again.” Stepping up, he kissed the other man on one cheek and then the other, leaning around him to see the boat in question. A smile broke across the younger’s lips. “Today, I want you to show me the island from your perspective. Everything you love about it.” He lifted the basket as if he was sweetening the deal. “I brought snacks.”

[emilioxcabrera]

Emilio squinted past the sunlight as he peered down at the younger man. To be honest, the man thought for sure someone was punking him. Never in his life did he imagine for someone to bid on him, when the bidding for him first started he was worried as no one lifted their paddles in the air. It really made him think that maybe, he wasn’t cut out for this island but, when that single paddle was raised high in the air his heart nearly stopped.

“Hola, hermoso,” Emilio greeted, his accent thick as he spoke his native language. There were times when he spoke English that it was hard to understand him but that was more when the man was drunk, or when he’s nervous and speaking quickly. Taking Silas’ greeting happily, returning kisses to each cheek. “That’s not a problem at all,” Emilio grinned from ear to ear, reaching to take the basket from Silas as he lifted it into the boat before reaching out a hand to offer a hand up. “I’ve found secrets of this island that I don’t think anyone else knows of,” Em gave him a daring look as he climbed on board, moving towards the stern of the vessel. “Have you ever sailed before?”

[fungusamongusblog2]

Pedro Pascal for flaunt magazine

[renanxcarvalho]

Since coming to the island Renan was absolutely blown away by just how beautiful everything had been. The entire vibe of the island was just beyond anything he could have ever hoped it to be. He spent most of his days surfing usually, unable to keep from the water, and then his nights were spent at the bars or other areas of high traffic interacting and finding that specific man he’d want to invite back to his cabin for the evening. It had turned into quite the fun game for him, setting his sights on someone and working his charm until they waltzed right to his place with him. Staff, clients, it didn’t matter who the man was for the night so long as Renan was enjoying himself. Tonight he’d just gotten to the bar when a man walked right up to him blurting out the question which of course caused Renan’s eyes to go quite large as he looked him over. Well damn, he was not expecting that at all, though it was rather adorable the older man seemed so distraught over it. “I-” he went to answer, though the man continued and Renan couldn’t help but start to chuckle as he picked a hand up and placed it on the others clothed chest, giving it a few pats, “you’re gorgeous as hell,” he wanted the other to know that the grays did not bring his look down at all, in fact it quite amplified it for Renan seeing such a distinguished gentleman there, “and as for the smell-” he hadn’t smelt anything fishy, but he also took this as an opportunity to step a little closer, leaning in so that his nose brushed along the others fabric, inhaling gently as he shook his head, “not fishy at all.” He pulled back, unable to keep the grin from his lips, “is everything alright?” He just wondered why the man was so worried about having sex, “i’d totally fuck, or be fucked by, you, and i’m sure everyone else here would say the same.”

[emilioxcabrera]

Emilio’s eyes widened as the younger man stepped closer, close enough to lean in and smell him. He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks as he blushed, clearing his throat when Renan stepped back. “No... I’m okay,”  he assured, “Just my sister making me second guess why I’m even here for,” he mused, shaking his head. “Thank you, though.. for reassuring me,” Em chuckled, reaching up to rub a hand over the scruff on his chin. “Sorry for suddenly interrupting you-- you were the first one in my line of sight.” Emilio was too busy rambling off his worries that he didn’t take the time to see who he actually interrupted. He focused on the young man, noticing how attractive Renan was. “You... wow, you’re beautiful,” he muttered, “--and. now I feel like an idiot for acting like a crazy fool,” he mused, shaking his head. “Good to know that I didn’t scare you off and you’re still interested in fucking me.. or getting fucked,” Emilio once again began rambling on.

[romanatticusbeckett]

Roman was already two sheets to the wind, having had wayyyyyyyYYYyyYy more shots that he had sworn he would. Was that proper English? Anyway. every fucking time he did this, it never failed. His cheeks were flushed, curls pressed against his forehead from the perspiration beading thanks to the alcohol. Roman turned at the voice that suddenly appeared behind him, brows furrowing through Emilio’s abrupt questions. Ro was smiling now, even giggling at how someone could still manage to take him off guard in an environment like this. Was this guy okay?? Was anyone here okay? “First of all…” The dancer spun on his bar stool, one long leg crossing over the other as he tilted his head. The Brit’s eyes were shining from endeaarance, this was perfectly entertaining. “You look like you need a drink. What’s your preference? As far as if I’d have sex with you, I don’t see why not - that’s what we’re here for, innit?” Roman giggled. “Age isn’t a huge deal, I love grays. I haven’t noticed the fish thing yet, but if that’s the case, we can always bump uglies in the shower.”

[emilioxcabrera]

Emilio quirked a brow when the other started giggling. Was he giggling at him? He wouldn’t be surprised as the older man could be a goof at times and somehow was always embarrassing himself. After all, he was a man who lived on a sail boat all by himself (except for his cat but wasn’t sure if the island allowed pets, so he wasn’t about to tell anyone about that.)  Em took a step back when Roman suddenly spun around on his bar stool, nervously swallowing the lump in his throat. How could he feel intimated by someone who was absolutely stunning? “Oh.. a drink? He questioned, glancing back at the bar. “I’ll just take a whiskey neat,” he answered, turning his gaze back to the younger man. “Yes.. you’re right... I guess that’s what overwhelmed me a little and didn’t help me feel any less insecure,” he chuckled, shaking his head. 

[isaackoskov]

Getting used to the very new environment of the tropical island was taking a little time for Isaac. Being from Pennsylvania and having worked at the Virginia location over the winter, he absolutely wasn’t used to the weather being this good all year around. Though it did mean he could go swimming or sitting outside, whenever he wanted, which he was grateful for. As it was still fairly early in the day, Isaac had decided to grab a book, go get a nice cold drink and find somewhere comfortable to sit and read. But first, that drink. With a book under his arm, he was approaching one of the outdoor bars, when suddenly a stranger walked straight up to him and asked that question. The island was a haven for sex and depravity, but never had he expected to be asked that question in that manner.

Stopping in his tracks, the young brunette gave the other man a good, long once-over. “Yes, I would.” He replied. Not that that was a particularly high accomplishment, when it came to Isaac. “You’re definitely not too old to be here. The salt'n'pepper look definitely adds charm. And I assure you, there are definitely guys here, who prefer a more mature gentleman. But, if you are concerned you smell like… fish, then make sure to take a thorough shower before jumping into any fun stuff.”

[emilioxcabrera]

Emilio looked almost offended when the younger man told him to make sure he showered. “...but I do! I always shower after being out in the ocean, and I’ve even been showering in the very nice cabins that they are offering us,” he exclaimed, pouting a little as he sighed with frustration and collapsed into the nearest chair dramatically. When Em finally got over his little dramatic fuss, he glanced over at the younger man. “Meirda,” he muttered, “You are breathtakingly gorgeous.” There was something about Isaac’s soft curls and how the moon made his porcelain skin almost glow. “I’m sorry about that... I can be a little dramatic at times” Em chuckled, shaking his head.  “I’ve never been to a place like this before... it seems to be a little overwhelming at first.”

[doriangallagherx]

Dorian nodded slowly, smirking. He was pretty sure this man was joking, but if he actually didn’t know what he was in for by working here, that’d be slightly concerning. “Verdad,” He replied, letting the other know he spoke Spanish too. He glanced over at the phone that was showed to him, skimming the conversation. “Well, she’s wrong, papi. You’re sexy as hell, as I’ve already said, and no one here is gonna care about how old you are. Why? Do you care how old anyone is?” He quirked an incredulous brow. “You sure?”

[emilioxcabrera]

He was quite excited to hear the other speak Spanish, even if it was just one word in response. “Tú hablas español,” he asked curiously. Emilio pulled back his phone, shoving it into his pocket. When hearing Dorian call him papi, he couldn’t help but smile. “No, I don’t care,” Em shrugged, “I’ve just never been to a place like this before... it’s a little overwhelming especially since being out at sea for the last three months.” He nodded, “Yes... I’m sure. I’ve calmed down a little, I’ll be sure soon to brag to my sister how much I’m getting laid,” he mused. “So... that offer of having sex with me. You still want to?” He asked daringly. 

[atreuschloros]

Marcus had been at the haus for a week or two now and in all honesty he hadn’t gotten to see all that much of it, he was mostly found either at the bar, club, or the spa. So when he arrived at his main haunt, he called for the bartender and ordered himself a tequila shot and an old fashioned. Hearing a voice and seeing a figure approaching him, Marcus pushed down his sunglasses ever so slightly to rest on the lower part of his nose, so that he was looking over the top of the sunglasses, his eyes running up and down the older mans body, taking in every inch of him. He was a very, very attractive man, he had to admit, he would have to be blind, deaf, and dumb not to notice. “First of all, no you don’t smell, um, fishy at all, believe me, I’d be the first to tell you. And as for being too old, not at all, there’s no such thing.” Marcus told him, before he was bringing the shot glass to his lips, and tipping the tequila down his throat and swallowing. “To answer your original question, yes I’d have sex with you in a heartbeat. Why do you ask, anyway?”

[emilioxcabrera]

You could say that Emilio was a little insecure with coming to the island after not having sex in nearly six months. After spending nearly three months out at sea, sailing the open waters of the Atlantic. He decided to settle here at Haus for the time being, and after telling his older sister this she couldn’t help and give him shit for being there. “I’m glad you think that,” he chuckled to himself, “My sister thinks no one would want to touch me even with a 39-and-a-half foot pole,” Emilio mused at his Grinch reference. “Though, she’s an asshole and has always been teasing me since we were kids. She just likes to get on my nerves.”