Chapter One: (no sex yet)
Drifting through the cycles of not giving a fuck and burning with the need to cave someone's skull in is an—art. One that is overlooked, working to control each outburst by softening it to, "Please and thank you." They walk away while I swallow whatever subconscious...
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Chapter One: Hot Summer Days
It was a sunny summer day in 1974 and I was spending it as I did most of my...
Foreskins, cocks, sweaty balls ... I like the smell, but not totally hot on really strong tasting cock.
I sat next to a guy at a show a while back, casual bench seats. We chatted and I found out we were both from the same country, he was here to play professional rugby. He had massive thighs...