Dad knew some carpentry so he showed us how to insulate, put up wall board….eventually it looked just like a room, our room according to our parents, our fuck room according to us. I stayed with him that night, didn’t do anything with him, just slept by him and, I guess, cried so much he almost had to dry the hair on his chest.In the morning, nothing else to do, went back to the garage, found Buff Tillson, up from Medora, glad to see me. Gay porn “I’m gonna go see Frank….it’s not Thursday so…”“Aw fuck, might as well go with you…get out of here. You know? You’re young, strong, willing to do whatever…hell, we already done whatever for some little while, isn’t like you’d turn down a job just because you got your hands dirty.”“Got my ass dirty often enough….” we both laughed again.“Tell you what, lets go over to Sams, grab us a beer, sit on his porch and just see what we think about.
