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I ran into a former lover this morning. We first met 5 years ago at a local street fair. He was wearing a black cowboy hat, black jeans, and black/gray plaid shirt. I instantly fell in love however he was dancing with a baby in his arms.
I went closer to him pretending to enjoy the band and when he finished, he handed the baby back to her mother. That's when I jumped in. I just motioned how good the band was--I'm actually deaf but can read lips. He turned to look at me and I saw his face up close. I almost fainted right there he was so damned hot. He replied that he enjoyed the music and when he turned to get more beer he asked if I wanted one.
It turned out, he had just moved to town into his sister's house, the mother of the baby. We chatted for a while and by the end of the evening, I couldn't help myself any longer. I thought fuck it, I'm asking him if he wants a blow job and if he says "no," I say sorry and scram.
He said yes.
We went to my place and quickly ripped off our clothes. His body was beautiful, tight muscles, a spray of hair across his chest which trailed down to an awesome black bush. Sprouting from the bush was his growing, cut cock. We spent the next fall and winter sucking each other every chance we got. He wanted to keep his lifestyle from his family which was no problem with me. I took his beautiful cock every chance I could.
He then suddenly disappeared without a word. His sister came to my place and said she knew what had been going on. She said "Kyle" was in the hospital and the Dr didn't know yet what was wrong. She accused me of giving him some fag disease and maybe aides. This is even after my trying to convince her that I am clean. She told me never to see him again.
I didn't see or hear from Kyle for all this time. I ran into the bitch sister once who only told he was alive and in a wheel chair and that it wasn't aides or any other STD.
I saw him this morning and he now looks thin and pale but he's alive and now in a wheel chair. I looked at his beautiful face but he did not see me. I left the store.
I went closer to him pretending to enjoy the band and when he finished, he handed the baby back to her mother. That's when I jumped in. I just motioned how good the band was--I'm actually deaf but can read lips. He turned to look at me and I saw his face up close. I almost fainted right there he was so damned hot. He replied that he enjoyed the music and when he turned to get more beer he asked if I wanted one.
It turned out, he had just moved to town into his sister's house, the mother of the baby. We chatted for a while and by the end of the evening, I couldn't help myself any longer. I thought fuck it, I'm asking him if he wants a blow job and if he says "no," I say sorry and scram.
He said yes.
We went to my place and quickly ripped off our clothes. His body was beautiful, tight muscles, a spray of hair across his chest which trailed down to an awesome black bush. Sprouting from the bush was his growing, cut cock. We spent the next fall and winter sucking each other every chance we got. He wanted to keep his lifestyle from his family which was no problem with me. I took his beautiful cock every chance I could.
He then suddenly disappeared without a word. His sister came to my place and said she knew what had been going on. She said "Kyle" was in the hospital and the Dr didn't know yet what was wrong. She accused me of giving him some fag disease and maybe aides. This is even after my trying to convince her that I am clean. She told me never to see him again.
I didn't see or hear from Kyle for all this time. I ran into the bitch sister once who only told he was alive and in a wheel chair and that it wasn't aides or any other STD.
I saw him this morning and he now looks thin and pale but he's alive and now in a wheel chair. I looked at his beautiful face but he did not see me. I left the store.