My straight buddy is going to be at underwear night tonight. So after spending the day brunching and visiting with family, I’ll be sending them home whilst I go on my hunt for Peter Cottontail.
Yeah, I said “whilst!!”
It’s taken a while, but I’ve gotten my buddy to the point where he’s ready to suck his first dick. Mine.
Well, well. Surprise, surprise! I took home a hot smooth muscle guy last night, and we totally clicked in the bedroom. Actually, we clicked in the living room…and the kitchen. And I even let him stay.
Very weird cuddling with a guy with no chest hair, but his big, firm muscle butt was happily thrust back into my crotch all night.
What is it about the Billy Warrens of the world that makes me want to fuck them? I’ve been seeing a bunch of them at the gym lately with their somewhat fit bodies and jacked up beards, and I just can’t look away.
It’s like I’m hypnotized by their bright red beards…