Why am I here? “So where do you go from here?”“Home.” I answered with a nervous calm. Gay porn If it’d been me or anybody else, we’d probably jet off into a corner somewhere and probably wouldn’t have thought about any sexual contact for about a millennium or six months or something. Then as strong as I started, kept on, I fell apart when I started talking about Romy and that small room.“The fucked up part about it is I think I fucking enjoyed it!” I sobbed.He gripped me tight, comforting me. I woke up a short time later to the full light beaming through the window. I’ve heard that shit few times, too. I started off strong, unashamed, that I set off into the night with a goal in mind. It may not have been the way I’d planned or that it would include seven guys in less than a few hours with all but one being complete strangers up to this point.”I was looking for him to grill me on as to why I didn’t take my butt home after Cecil or Teddy, weighing my options between the two of them.
