And so, the conversation with my end-of-summer boy continues. We may have only exchanged one nude pic each, but there’s a lot of dirty talk going back and forth between us. We’re both very verbal.
I have a chance to fly up and visit him for a long weekend next month, and I just might take it. The mental pictures we’ve been weaving together, along with my memories of how he milked my cock dry with his twerking, are pretty persuasive…
Dark Matter, Scene 3
Starring Sean Zevran and Beaux Banks
Although I didn’t snag a redhead last night, I did end up hooking up with a hot blatino athlete with as much flexibility as he was horny.
It didn’t take long before he was on his back doing a full split while I fucked him. But he did me in with a standing twerk that could buff the finish off a flagpole…
My bearfriend is from the Miami area, and he’s used to seeing giant muscle studs all the time. It’s a little more rare to find this amount of solid beef in my neck of the woods, so I’ve been practically rolling my tongue back into my mouth at the sight of all the muscular hunks here.
I do love me some public sex. Not that long ago, I flirted with a guy at the movies and we ended up going outside and fucking under the building’s exterior staircase.
Danger is fun. Gloryholes are fun. But I draw the line at getting on a strange bathroom floor to fuck. That’s just nasty…
There was the cutest new brown boy in yoga class today. I just wanted to bring him home and play with him, but he hopped on his bicycle and sped off before I had a chance to flirt with him.