The Agreeable Guy
Starring Brett Bradley and Lance Bar
I typically prefer a big-dicked guy, but with all the power play I’ve been practicing lately, I’m becoming interested in straight guys who are into being humiliated. Specifically, guys who get off on being humiliated for their small dicks.
You know I’ve got an extra-large piece, so I’d love to pull it out and humiliate some straight guy over how much bigger I am than he is. Then demand he worship my cock…
I was talking with a friend of mine about why we get turned on by cruising, and we agreed that it’s because we both grew up in conservative, remote areas, where all of our early sexual encounters were clandestine. Cruising parks and tea rooms were staples for us both.
And guys like Rob here were pretty much the best one could hope for…
Not only was I able to sneak off from work and load up my puppy’s sweet hole with a giant load, my massage therapist stroked me off at the end of my session this afternoon.
I’m finally on PrEP. Well, almost. I just started, so I have to wait at least a week before I redefine the behaviors that are within my acceptable level of risk.
Since I frequently bite the inside of my cheek when I sleep, swallowing loads was always one of those things that made me feel a little uncomfortable. So until I finally get the pleasure of sucking my buddies to completion, I’ll just have to stick to eating my own cum when I’m thirsty for a protein shake…
Apparently I project a much straighter image than I think I do. In the past couple of days, several guys have called me “straight,” “manly,” “masculine,” and even “regal.” That last one made me, for lack of a better word, guffaw.
So I figured why not capitalize on this straight, masculine me. I’m going to start responding to Craiglist ads looking for hung straight guys for no-reciprocation blowjobs. One more tool to help me satisfy my enormous sexual appetite…