Last night, I finally hooked up with this crazy guy with a hot little body I’ve been interested in bedding for a long time and had given up on. It was sudden, unexpected and very hot, with the whole thing going down on the back deck of the bar while a buddy inside watched my stuff.
Maybe it was all the free drinks people were plying me with, but apparently I let the rough play go a little far. I woke up this morning with sore nipples, a bruised dick and a busted lip…
My viscous spit is extremely popular among the men in my Big Black Book, but I concede that for a good deep-fisting, I would have to crack open a bottle of lube.
Unless I can find a guy with the rare and coveted self-lubricating ass…