December 3, 2013 | Posted in Editorial Features by
It's been three months since we were treated to the sight of Cheyenne Jackson's tatted arms squeezing a load from his vascular cock onto
those rock hard abs of steel his stomach. A large number of folks didn't believe it to be real, but it appears that one of Cheyenne's besties has a different opinion.
According to the NY Daily News, one of Jackson's "pals" claims that the man working his dick for the camera in that 52-second visual love letter is "definitely" Ms. Jackson. What's more, he apparently loved the Internet ogling over his bits because it's boosting sales for his new album, "I'm Blue, Skies". At a signing for the album on Monday, he reportedly "shook his head…and smiled" when confronted by the press for the first time since the tape's release.
"Let's just say he's not doing anything to stop the presses over the tape," the "pal" tells the paper. "It can only help." Of course! Everybody knows that sex sells!
So congratulations, Mr. Jackson, Broadway star, film star, television star, and now porn star. That tape may not help you on your quest for the prestigious EGOT, but it's definitely won you a place in our hearts.
Here's the title track from the album: