“Yeah, man, anything you want,” he said eagerly, “I’m good working around the house, I can clean anything, I can repair anything, I do painting, just tell me what you need done.” I smiled and said, “I don’t want you for household chores. Gay sex “Close enough so I can touch you,” I replied. We took a shower together, but I told him to just stand still and I gently washed every inch of him, being extra careful when I washed his ass. He was totally lost now. Once inside the house, I was so relieved to feel air conditioning that I forgot to lock the back door. “Let’s look at the recording, shall we?” I said. I said nothing and reached back into the nightstand and pulled out my hunting knife. “Yeah, man, anything you want,” he said eagerly, “I’m good working around the house, I can clean anything, I can repair anything, I do painting, just tell me what you need done.” I smiled and said, “I don’t want you for household chores. I stood up straight and took him by the hand. The door that I had forgotten to lock.
