I was getting interested. Gay sex He worked his way in as I panted and gasped and nearly sobbed. And if these aren’t your briefs, maybe we should just take them off.”“Maybe,” I answered.“Maybe, or OK?” he asked.“I asked you how many times you’ve fucked me already.”“I haven’t . The first thing that happened came as I was snoozing by the pool at the Fire Island Resort motel late that morning. My thoughts then went back to the guy I’d danced with and who had fucked me on the dining room table at Steve’s beach house. It was hard. It was also a good thing, with all that manflesh in various stages of undress roaming around between the house and beach, that the neighbors weren’t living closer and that there were a lot of trees and bushes in the yard. It’s a fetish, you know—being able to stuff a small guy and not have him die on me.”“No, I didn’t know,” I answered. Dream came out of the ether and entered real life. He’d bought the veiny chocolate-colored X5 Hard On 8.75-inch dildo I’d handled at the sex store, and I proceeded to howl as he used that to open me up.
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