The smoke filled a large portion of the area Andrew was in, and when it cleared it revealed, standing before an amazed Andrew, a tall muscular male genie. The sort that, if human, would be the type to spend all his time at the gym and was a total girl magnet. His loose pants and vest were clearly Middle-Eastern but his love skin showed a light brown beard, the sort that handsome young men let grow a few days. His hair was carefully dishevelled so as too look cool and nonchalant at the same time. He was barefoot and Andrew couldn't help noticing how even his feet were hot and worthy to appear in a magazine or ad with models. His vest was there to only show off his unbelievably chiseled biceps and abs. He was the sort of man who could gather a group of girls ready to become his girlfriends. The sort all other guys would envy.
"Hello, master. How may I serve you?" said the genie in an equally sexy voice, flashing a perfect set of teeth, for a perfect dazzling smile sure to attract girls even more if such a thing was possible.
"You're a genie? You mean I get three wishes?" asked Andrew.
"For sure. Anything you want. We are currently in a space out of time, where we can speak together without panicking people. To send me back to my bottle or summon me, merely rub it. If you require my presence after setting your mind on a wish as well. You get three, remember?"
Andrew was very happy. After all, seeing the body of the genie had made him terribly envious of it. So he knew already what he was going to ask for. Unfortunately for the young man, this genie granted wishes indeed, but with a specific twist. Which he omitted to mention each time, out of sheer fun. He was homosexual and loved using his masters' wishes to render them attracted to males, gay men or make other homosexual men happy through the wishes of his victims. It was his great joy in life. And this boy's wishes was going to allow him in delighting in his favorite activity yet again.