I’m usually not into guys with long hair, but there was this muscle stud with long locks at the gym this morning who was hard not to watch. I mean, he was so jacked you could see his muscle fibers through his sweats.
I got caught checking him out, but he just smirked and kept lifting…
A little too much partying combined with some brutal leg days and other lifting has left me a little battered and sore. Good thing I have my black son coming over tonight to do some body worship. Lots of massage, a tight little ass and a big black handle to hold onto while I’m fucking him.
Even though it’s a U.S. holiday for lots of people, I’m not taking the day off. When it’s less crowded downtown, there are more chances to sneak down the hall and get some tearoom action.
My mouth is totally raw from all the use it got last night. I feel like my lips have been exfoliated. They’re bright red!
Therefore, I will be taking a little break from direct interaction and simply stroking one out this morning. I don’t have to rough-kiss my hand to make it perform…