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It has been a pleasant spring here so far, and I've been busy with mowing, weeding, trimming, mulching . . . Mother Nature doesn't wait for you to catch up. It will soon be time to get the flower and vegetable garden ready. A guy from TruGreen has been here to fertilize the lawn. It looks great, but I'll probably have to mow it more often.
My mower wasn't running smoothly at all and Ash came to look it over. He showed me the air filter that was filthy dirty, and said the old gas that was left in the tank over the winter was probably a culprit. So he cleaned the filter and I put some new gas in the tank. It seems to be running better now. We are also trying to get ready for a garage sale next week. Talk about organized(?) chaos. Ugh. And we are waiting for a guy to come here and chase the bats out of our attic!
BATS!!!!!!
Saturday was fun. Mom and I joined Randy at Ash's house for a noon meal that featured turkey, stuffing, peas, mashed potatoes & gravy. Later, after Mom went home, Ash decided it was time for him to keep his promise. He told me to go into the bedroom and strip and lay down on the bed. Ash and Randy came into the room with ropes in their hands. OH NO! They had me spread out on my back with ropes tied around my wrists and ankles and secured to the bed. I couldn't move. They did something similar to me last June. (see post #14) Ash began stroking my dick and fingering my ass and then left the room. My favorite baseball team, the Baltimore Orioles, were playing a doubleheader against the Twins, and I heard the game on tv in the living room. After what seemed like forever, Randy came into the bedroom and started kissing me and jerking my dick. They took turns doing this about every half hour, bringing me to the edge of cumming. Teasing and torturing me for 3 hours! I didn't say anything because I knew it would do me no good. After that third hour they both walked into the bedroom. Ash started stroking my dick and I begged him to let me cum this time. It didn't take much and I gushed all over my chest, neck, and face. Randy licked my cum off of me and gave me the sweetest French kisses with it. They even gave me foot massages before finally freeing me from the ropes. Yeah, Chaz, I have a soft spot for feet as well!
We were watching the second game (the Orioles got crushed 16-7, ugh!) when some of their friends stopped by. This June will mark the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall rebellion, and Ash, Randy, and some of their friends are trying to plan a local Pride event to celebrate Stonewall 50. That was an interesting discussion.
On Sunday, Randy was hanging out on his back deck and I walked over for a few minutes. He had just baked cupcakes and brought one out for me to try. He told me to open up and he shoved part of it into my mouth and smeared the green icing on my face. He licked some of it off and kissed me with it. He said, "So, how do you like my cupcakes?"
Sweet. Very sweet. He's very happy with his new promotion at work while training a new kid.
My mower wasn't running smoothly at all and Ash came to look it over. He showed me the air filter that was filthy dirty, and said the old gas that was left in the tank over the winter was probably a culprit. So he cleaned the filter and I put some new gas in the tank. It seems to be running better now. We are also trying to get ready for a garage sale next week. Talk about organized(?) chaos. Ugh. And we are waiting for a guy to come here and chase the bats out of our attic! Saturday was fun. Mom and I joined Randy at Ash's house for a noon meal that featured turkey, stuffing, peas, mashed potatoes & gravy. Later, after Mom went home, Ash decided it was time for him to keep his promise. He told me to go into the bedroom and strip and lay down on the bed. Ash and Randy came into the room with ropes in their hands. OH NO! They had me spread out on my back with ropes tied around my wrists and ankles and secured to the bed. I couldn't move. They did something similar to me last June. (see post #14) Ash began stroking my dick and fingering my ass and then left the room. My favorite baseball team, the Baltimore Orioles, were playing a doubleheader against the Twins, and I heard the game on tv in the living room. After what seemed like forever, Randy came into the bedroom and started kissing me and jerking my dick. They took turns doing this about every half hour, bringing me to the edge of cumming. Teasing and torturing me for 3 hours! I didn't say anything because I knew it would do me no good. After that third hour they both walked into the bedroom. Ash started stroking my dick and I begged him to let me cum this time. It didn't take much and I gushed all over my chest, neck, and face. Randy licked my cum off of me and gave me the sweetest French kisses with it. They even gave me foot massages before finally freeing me from the ropes. Yeah, Chaz, I have a soft spot for feet as well!
We were watching the second game (the Orioles got crushed 16-7, ugh!) when some of their friends stopped by. This June will mark the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall rebellion, and Ash, Randy, and some of their friends are trying to plan a local Pride event to celebrate Stonewall 50. That was an interesting discussion.
On Sunday, Randy was hanging out on his back deck and I walked over for a few minutes. He had just baked cupcakes and brought one out for me to try. He told me to open up and he shoved part of it into my mouth and smeared the green icing on my face. He licked some of it off and kissed me with it. He said, "So, how do you like my cupcakes?"








































