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Swim Team
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brasilboy1
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More please! Wonderful story.
DonQuixote, I'm really glad you are enjoying it. Of course, a story is only as good as its editor. You have made it so much better with your skills. That's why I pay you the big bucks.
I'm glad we have a work-around for Microsoft's right hand not talking to it's left hand. Less fiddling and farting around means more creativity. Hope you find an answer to the Vista Blues.
Remember, the ultimate feedback is having you rate the thread, but I love receiving your comments.
Chapter 3 will be posted sometime Saturday.
I'm glad we have a work-around for Microsoft's right hand not talking to it's left hand. Less fiddling and farting around means more creativity. Hope you find an answer to the Vista Blues.
The boys are really into each other. Anything could happen!
Thanks PerpetuallyHard312. A writer is nothing without his readers.Really great story! Not only did it make me horny I learned a few things too! Can't wait for the next chapter man! You're a great writer!
I hope you continue to enjoy the story
You want more? Glad you all like it. You give me a warm fuzzy feeling when I hear that.
Remember, the ultimate feedback is having you rate the thread, but I love receiving your comments.
Chapter 3 will be posted sometime Saturday.
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Damn you, Sheep. You've left me really hard and really horny. And did I mention I'm fucking hard now. I want to hear a knock at the door and James to be there so the fun can start again. I wanna cum! Please, make me cum with the next chapter. I know you can do it. 
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Chapter three
Robb helped bag up my parent’s clothing. There was nothing of dad’s I would wear or that would fit. It gave me a chance to clean the closet properly, now that it was empty. We then moved my clothes to the master bedroom and packed the old stuff into the boat. Since I needed to get food and beer, we took a run into town, depositing the old clothing into the drop box, then did the shopping. We saw a cute guy in the beer store bulging out of his bathing suit front and rear. Robb had a goofy grin on his face so I reminded him that we would have company that evening.
“Scott, was I that obvious, or can you read my mind?”
“A bit of both -- but the drool running down your chin while you licked your eyebrows did give you a bit of a deviant look, and besides, I’m sure your eyes burned holes in his bathing suit,” I chuckled.
“See if I suck your dick again mister,” he warned.
I asked Robb to drive us back to the lake which elicited one of his trademark “marvy’s” and another when he put the pedal to the metal outside of town.
After an otherwise uneventful trip back to the lake, Robb driving the boat, I prepared the spaghetti sauce for tonight’s meal and got it simmering on the stove. I popped us both a beer and sat down on the couch, only to have Robb fly through the air and land with his face on my crotch. The boy sure knew how to get me horny. When he kissed me, I could feel an electrical charge go from my tongue to my cock. “Let’s break in the King sized bed with a 69, Robb.”
We raced to the master bedroom where Robb stripped me in approximately 3 seconds. I returned the favor. It’s difficult to know who was charged up more, but one thing was certain, when the two of us got together rivers of cum happened. It had been a full day so far and the best was yet to come. Sex makes me sleepy so we spooned and had a nap.
I woke up with Robb tickling me. I opened my eyes but he appeared to be asleep. Tickle, tickle. I rolled over to find myself staring into James’ blue eyes.
“How do you separate the men from the boys at the YMCA?” he queried.
“Beats me,” I replied. “With a crowbar” he volunteered, laughing.
“You big goof, you only saw Robb and I kiss this morning and already you’re coming out with gay jokes. This morning you said you were OK with Robb and I being gay. Is there something you wish to add to that,” I asked with a grin on my face.
“Well, duh, dude. Yeah, I’m gay if you hadn’t figured it out. Did I need to scream it from the rooftops?”
“James, I kept getting mixed signals. It looked like you dated every hot chick on the lake!”
“Kiss me,” James demanded.
I was only too happy to oblige. And what a nice kiss it was. We looked into each other’s eyes, searching for the meaning of all this.
“There, you just got more out of me than any of those girls!” he confessed.
I beamed him a 500 watt smile. How cool was it that the boy just got his first kiss and it wasn’t from one of those blonde bimbos with big tits, it was from me.
“James, I consider it an honour and, as always, I feel privileged to be your friend”.
“My best friend,” he corrected, as he put his arms around me and hugged me.
“Dang, you’re calling me your best friend. I guess that’s going to kill it for us having sex,” I stated.
He lifted my hand and placed it on his crotch. He was rock hard.
“No it won’t, if I can help it” he corrected.
I don’t mean to change the subject, James, but Robb and I fell asleep shortly after you left and haven’t eaten. My famous spaghetti sauce is simmering on the stove and there’s enough to feed an army. Do you think you could squeeze in some?” I asked.
“Absolutely, because I got busy and dinner was over by the time I got back from a service call, so I had a banana for dinner.”
“I want one too,” Robb voiced.
He had overheard most of our conversation.
“You want a banana?” James asked.
“Yup, this one” as he reached over and grabbed James cock.
“I guess I really was barking up the wrong tree. I’ve been out three minutes and already I have two hot guys after me,” James giggled.
“And they are going to have you after some food and some partying,” I informed.
“Works for me,” James responded.
“OK, let’s get out of bed before the sheets are saturated in pre-cum. I pulled the covers down exposing our hardness to James.
I decided to go commando, so I put on my sweats, taunting them both with my cock’s bulge and outline of its head. Robb followed my lead. His gray sweats clung to his bubble butt, getting my gastric juices flowing! If James was diabetic he would have been in trouble from all the eye candy!
I got us beers from the fridge, set the table, put on the big pot full of water for the spaghetti, and gave the sauce a good stir, allowing the aroma to fill the cottage. James pulled out his sweats from his backpack.
“I may as well be comfortable like you,” whereupon he peeled off his shorts exposing his junk to us.
“James, I only saw you nude once and I remember a big bush and hairy balls,” I remarked.
“Yeah, when I joined the swim team all the other guys either trimmed or shaved off everything and being kind of hairy I just trimmed, except for my balls, which I shave. Guys look gross in speedos if they haven’t mowed the lawn. I used to shave in my shower in residence because I knew I would get hard doing it with the other guys before the meets. Most of the others had shave buddies, but I wasn’t comfortable with that idea at the time,” said James.
“I didn’t even know you were on a team. I was going to ask how you liked being so far from home and what you did in your free time,” I said.
“To tell you the truth, I was a little homesick and joined the team to get to know some guys and for something to keep me in shape. They are really nice but I can’t take being that far from home and only getting back for Christmas and spring break. It’s a six hour drive, not including any holdups for bad weather.”
It would be nice if you transferred to our school,” I suggested.
“One step ahead of you dude; it’s a done deal. I just need to decide if I will be in residence or share an apartment with some guys. I want to find out if there are any openings on the swim team, because I want to continue with that.”
Robb and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“What?” exclaimed James looking totally baffled.
“If you suck my dick I can arrange for you to get on the team,” Robb answered.
“What makes you so sure, dude? replied James, looking totally perplexed.
By that point Robb and I were rolling on the floor laughing our asses off.
“We are your team members, James, we are both on the team. Coach has been pleading with us to find recruits to get our numbers up, besides one of our strongest members is transferring to a university in Connecticut at the end of the month. Speaking for myself at least, we want to be your shave buddies, so welcome to the team, and let me tell you my dick is nice and clean for you to suck tonight,” Robb said.
“OK you two, to the table before we forget dinner,” I said.
Robb lit the candles to provide a little romance to what would come a little later, while James served plates of al dente spaghetti noodles and I followed with the sauce. When they were seated I brought in the oversized red and white checkered napkins and placed one on each of their laps, giving their packages a little squeeze in the process. I wondered what the guy who invented commando was working on now.
“James, help yourself to the parmesan and pass it around.”
Andrea Bocelli sang in Italian in the background, adding a bit of atmosphere. I poured us each a glass of Chianti to complete the picture.
“To us and our gay swim team,” I toasted as we clinked our glasses.
Very little conversation ensued as we starving, growing boys hoovered down the spaghetti and the second helpings I served. Having finished, we left the table only after Robb, my angelic Bambi, let out a belch that could be heard for a mile.
“Baby, you have so much class -- too bad it’s all low,” I joked.
After dinner, we sat around and had a few beers and generally got well acquainted. I talked to James about the boat he was using this year, a Monterey 180fs bow rider with a 220 HP Mercruiser inboard/outboard and a swim platform. It was a good boat for general use and rock solid for a ski boat. It was classified as family/sport. I noticed it was very happy pulling James as he cut back and forth, not varying the speed at all, unlike my boat, which felt like it would stop when someone did turns.
“If you are thinking of getting a new boat, if you can hold off until the end of summer, mine will be for sale. That’s the beauty of having a dad that owns a marina. I get a new boat every year and get to pick the options like the calibrated speedometer, GPS, and hi-end sound system including a subwoofer. This one is now a demonstrator and I’m sure dad would let you have it for under $20,000. I don’t know if you know, but without the options it lists at almost $30,000,” James offered.
“Could you knock any more off if I gave you a few blow jobs?” I joked.
“Already factored that in -- and much more, especially if you guys shave me tonight,” he winked, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously.
James squeezed in between Robb and me. “I have a million things going on right now,” I said.
I told them about the loft nearing completion, which I was totally focused on.
“I want the boat but need to talk to my advisor before I sign on the dotted line, and besides, I’m not paying top dollar if the sex isn’t great,” I joked.
James had a hurt look on his face, not realizing I was joking.
“What part of virgin don’t you understand, Scott? Everyone has to start somewhere. If I’m no good in bed it’s because my teachers aren’t either,” he said, sticking his tongue out at me.
“Touché,” I returned, as I pulled him to me and sucked his tongue into my hot, moist mouth.
I put my hand on his cock which literally sprang to attention. We continued our tongue play as Robb slipped James’ sweats down and sucked his big uncut cock into his mouth. James made some contented moaning sounds.
“What do you think of your teachers so far?” I said.
“I’m thinking I won’t have to give you anymore discounts, but I want you to shave me like right now,” Robb.
“I think you have the pump primed. You heard the man -- he wants to be shaved,” I said.
Robb pulled James’ sweats off and I removed his sweatshirt; James kicked off his sandals and stood there still hard from Robb sucking him. Robb and I pulled our shirts off as James got Robb’s sweats to the floor, his face inches from Robb’s hard cock. He then swiveled around and did the same to me. It felt erotic having this beautiful guy and my best friend taking my clothes off. As James stared at my thick hard-on, some pre-cum oozed out in anticipation. I almost jumped when James wrapped his mouth around it. It seemed so strange after the years I whacked off thinking about being in bed with my friend to have my cock in his mouth. I ran my fingers through his beautiful thick blond hair.
“About that shave?” I asked.
James stood up and gave me a quick kiss. “Let’s go.”
to be continued ...
Chapter three
Robb helped bag up my parent’s clothing. There was nothing of dad’s I would wear or that would fit. It gave me a chance to clean the closet properly, now that it was empty. We then moved my clothes to the master bedroom and packed the old stuff into the boat. Since I needed to get food and beer, we took a run into town, depositing the old clothing into the drop box, then did the shopping. We saw a cute guy in the beer store bulging out of his bathing suit front and rear. Robb had a goofy grin on his face so I reminded him that we would have company that evening.
“Scott, was I that obvious, or can you read my mind?”
“A bit of both -- but the drool running down your chin while you licked your eyebrows did give you a bit of a deviant look, and besides, I’m sure your eyes burned holes in his bathing suit,” I chuckled.
“See if I suck your dick again mister,” he warned.
I asked Robb to drive us back to the lake which elicited one of his trademark “marvy’s” and another when he put the pedal to the metal outside of town.
After an otherwise uneventful trip back to the lake, Robb driving the boat, I prepared the spaghetti sauce for tonight’s meal and got it simmering on the stove. I popped us both a beer and sat down on the couch, only to have Robb fly through the air and land with his face on my crotch. The boy sure knew how to get me horny. When he kissed me, I could feel an electrical charge go from my tongue to my cock. “Let’s break in the King sized bed with a 69, Robb.”
We raced to the master bedroom where Robb stripped me in approximately 3 seconds. I returned the favor. It’s difficult to know who was charged up more, but one thing was certain, when the two of us got together rivers of cum happened. It had been a full day so far and the best was yet to come. Sex makes me sleepy so we spooned and had a nap.
I woke up with Robb tickling me. I opened my eyes but he appeared to be asleep. Tickle, tickle. I rolled over to find myself staring into James’ blue eyes.
“How do you separate the men from the boys at the YMCA?” he queried.
“Beats me,” I replied. “With a crowbar” he volunteered, laughing.
“You big goof, you only saw Robb and I kiss this morning and already you’re coming out with gay jokes. This morning you said you were OK with Robb and I being gay. Is there something you wish to add to that,” I asked with a grin on my face.
“Well, duh, dude. Yeah, I’m gay if you hadn’t figured it out. Did I need to scream it from the rooftops?”
“James, I kept getting mixed signals. It looked like you dated every hot chick on the lake!”
“Kiss me,” James demanded.
I was only too happy to oblige. And what a nice kiss it was. We looked into each other’s eyes, searching for the meaning of all this.
“There, you just got more out of me than any of those girls!” he confessed.
I beamed him a 500 watt smile. How cool was it that the boy just got his first kiss and it wasn’t from one of those blonde bimbos with big tits, it was from me.
“James, I consider it an honour and, as always, I feel privileged to be your friend”.
“My best friend,” he corrected, as he put his arms around me and hugged me.
“Dang, you’re calling me your best friend. I guess that’s going to kill it for us having sex,” I stated.
He lifted my hand and placed it on his crotch. He was rock hard.
“No it won’t, if I can help it” he corrected.
I don’t mean to change the subject, James, but Robb and I fell asleep shortly after you left and haven’t eaten. My famous spaghetti sauce is simmering on the stove and there’s enough to feed an army. Do you think you could squeeze in some?” I asked.
“Absolutely, because I got busy and dinner was over by the time I got back from a service call, so I had a banana for dinner.”
“I want one too,” Robb voiced.
He had overheard most of our conversation.
“You want a banana?” James asked.
“Yup, this one” as he reached over and grabbed James cock.
“I guess I really was barking up the wrong tree. I’ve been out three minutes and already I have two hot guys after me,” James giggled.
“And they are going to have you after some food and some partying,” I informed.
“Works for me,” James responded.
“OK, let’s get out of bed before the sheets are saturated in pre-cum. I pulled the covers down exposing our hardness to James.
I decided to go commando, so I put on my sweats, taunting them both with my cock’s bulge and outline of its head. Robb followed my lead. His gray sweats clung to his bubble butt, getting my gastric juices flowing! If James was diabetic he would have been in trouble from all the eye candy!
I got us beers from the fridge, set the table, put on the big pot full of water for the spaghetti, and gave the sauce a good stir, allowing the aroma to fill the cottage. James pulled out his sweats from his backpack.
“I may as well be comfortable like you,” whereupon he peeled off his shorts exposing his junk to us.
“James, I only saw you nude once and I remember a big bush and hairy balls,” I remarked.
“Yeah, when I joined the swim team all the other guys either trimmed or shaved off everything and being kind of hairy I just trimmed, except for my balls, which I shave. Guys look gross in speedos if they haven’t mowed the lawn. I used to shave in my shower in residence because I knew I would get hard doing it with the other guys before the meets. Most of the others had shave buddies, but I wasn’t comfortable with that idea at the time,” said James.
“I didn’t even know you were on a team. I was going to ask how you liked being so far from home and what you did in your free time,” I said.
“To tell you the truth, I was a little homesick and joined the team to get to know some guys and for something to keep me in shape. They are really nice but I can’t take being that far from home and only getting back for Christmas and spring break. It’s a six hour drive, not including any holdups for bad weather.”
It would be nice if you transferred to our school,” I suggested.
“One step ahead of you dude; it’s a done deal. I just need to decide if I will be in residence or share an apartment with some guys. I want to find out if there are any openings on the swim team, because I want to continue with that.”
Robb and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“What?” exclaimed James looking totally baffled.
“If you suck my dick I can arrange for you to get on the team,” Robb answered.
“What makes you so sure, dude? replied James, looking totally perplexed.
By that point Robb and I were rolling on the floor laughing our asses off.
“We are your team members, James, we are both on the team. Coach has been pleading with us to find recruits to get our numbers up, besides one of our strongest members is transferring to a university in Connecticut at the end of the month. Speaking for myself at least, we want to be your shave buddies, so welcome to the team, and let me tell you my dick is nice and clean for you to suck tonight,” Robb said.
“OK you two, to the table before we forget dinner,” I said.
Robb lit the candles to provide a little romance to what would come a little later, while James served plates of al dente spaghetti noodles and I followed with the sauce. When they were seated I brought in the oversized red and white checkered napkins and placed one on each of their laps, giving their packages a little squeeze in the process. I wondered what the guy who invented commando was working on now.
“James, help yourself to the parmesan and pass it around.”
Andrea Bocelli sang in Italian in the background, adding a bit of atmosphere. I poured us each a glass of Chianti to complete the picture.
“To us and our gay swim team,” I toasted as we clinked our glasses.
Very little conversation ensued as we starving, growing boys hoovered down the spaghetti and the second helpings I served. Having finished, we left the table only after Robb, my angelic Bambi, let out a belch that could be heard for a mile.
“Baby, you have so much class -- too bad it’s all low,” I joked.
After dinner, we sat around and had a few beers and generally got well acquainted. I talked to James about the boat he was using this year, a Monterey 180fs bow rider with a 220 HP Mercruiser inboard/outboard and a swim platform. It was a good boat for general use and rock solid for a ski boat. It was classified as family/sport. I noticed it was very happy pulling James as he cut back and forth, not varying the speed at all, unlike my boat, which felt like it would stop when someone did turns.
“If you are thinking of getting a new boat, if you can hold off until the end of summer, mine will be for sale. That’s the beauty of having a dad that owns a marina. I get a new boat every year and get to pick the options like the calibrated speedometer, GPS, and hi-end sound system including a subwoofer. This one is now a demonstrator and I’m sure dad would let you have it for under $20,000. I don’t know if you know, but without the options it lists at almost $30,000,” James offered.
“Could you knock any more off if I gave you a few blow jobs?” I joked.
“Already factored that in -- and much more, especially if you guys shave me tonight,” he winked, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously.
James squeezed in between Robb and me. “I have a million things going on right now,” I said.
I told them about the loft nearing completion, which I was totally focused on.
“I want the boat but need to talk to my advisor before I sign on the dotted line, and besides, I’m not paying top dollar if the sex isn’t great,” I joked.
James had a hurt look on his face, not realizing I was joking.
“What part of virgin don’t you understand, Scott? Everyone has to start somewhere. If I’m no good in bed it’s because my teachers aren’t either,” he said, sticking his tongue out at me.
“Touché,” I returned, as I pulled him to me and sucked his tongue into my hot, moist mouth.
I put my hand on his cock which literally sprang to attention. We continued our tongue play as Robb slipped James’ sweats down and sucked his big uncut cock into his mouth. James made some contented moaning sounds.
“What do you think of your teachers so far?” I said.
“I’m thinking I won’t have to give you anymore discounts, but I want you to shave me like right now,” Robb.
“I think you have the pump primed. You heard the man -- he wants to be shaved,” I said.
Robb pulled James’ sweats off and I removed his sweatshirt; James kicked off his sandals and stood there still hard from Robb sucking him. Robb and I pulled our shirts off as James got Robb’s sweats to the floor, his face inches from Robb’s hard cock. He then swiveled around and did the same to me. It felt erotic having this beautiful guy and my best friend taking my clothes off. As James stared at my thick hard-on, some pre-cum oozed out in anticipation. I almost jumped when James wrapped his mouth around it. It seemed so strange after the years I whacked off thinking about being in bed with my friend to have my cock in his mouth. I ran my fingers through his beautiful thick blond hair.
“About that shave?” I asked.
James stood up and gave me a quick kiss. “Let’s go.”
to be continued ...
Sheep,
Are we being led to a slaughter? This kind, I think we would all enjoy!
Some hot Pasta, before more Hot Passion?
And, oh, the low hanging fruit we get to fondle on the way.
(Or suckle, as the case may be.)
You've been hanging back all these years, just building your own story in your mind. And we're the ones who are benefitting!
Thanks!!
Are we being led to a slaughter? This kind, I think we would all enjoy!
Some hot Pasta, before more Hot Passion?
And, oh, the low hanging fruit we get to fondle on the way.
(Or suckle, as the case may be.)
You've been hanging back all these years, just building your own story in your mind. And we're the ones who are benefitting!
Thanks!!
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Donnie...
You know I am too innocent tbe exposed to this pornographic stuff..
I stuffed that filth in the dark closet there it will stay
I'm going to my room now ..........
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Pssst..
Unca Donnie...we got any more flashlight batteries?
Or another flashlight that works? That room is dark
and I need a night lite......I'ma skeered
Bullshit.....I was in bed with the lights out
You know I am too innocent tbe exposed to this pornographic stuff..
I stuffed that filth in the dark closet there it will stay
I'm going to my room now ..........
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Pssst..
Unca Donnie...we got any more flashlight batteries?
Or another flashlight that works? That room is dark
and I need a night lite......I'ma skeered
Bullshit.....I was in bed with the lights out
Does this mean you like what our good bud, Sheep, has been writing and sharing with us?
I have a flash light that you can crank up and get light, or AM/FM/Wthr Band - as long as you can crank, you can have light.
But, it will build a charge, so you don't have to crank non-stop - at least, not the flashlight.
But, it will build a charge, so you don't have to crank non-stop - at least, not the flashlight.
PerpetuallyHard312
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I know I like it! And I wonder.......hmmm....
And I wonder.......hmmm....
Hi, PH!
I'm enjoying it a great deal, too!
I'm enjoying it a great deal, too!
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Which Donnie?
Which gives you the bigger charge?
The very zealous wanking
Or the so hyper cranking?
Get him on Kindle tonight
You can read by its light.
Actually, the sheep does good
better than most in the neighborhood
I ain't saying that mutton s tale
Don't hit me hard and on the nail...
Ok, the poem sucks...his story does not
I'd like more....it hits the spot.
Which gives you the bigger charge?
The very zealous wanking
Or the so hyper cranking?
Get him on Kindle tonight
You can read by its light.
Actually, the sheep does good
better than most in the neighborhood
I ain't saying that mutton s tale
Don't hit me hard and on the nail...
Ok, the poem sucks...his story does not
I'd like more....it hits the spot.
PerpetuallyHard312
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lol Don
There you go, Lefty.
I KNEW you could do it, lol.
I KNEW you could do it, lol.
brasilboy1
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Keep it cuming you tease! Loving the story.
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Okay Mr. Sheep,
Your editor and my friend...Mr. Positive Mental Attitude,
Father to Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, Twin brother of
Dorothy in OZ is trying to bring us together.
Cool, if Donnie the "Q" says you are a good guy, I trust
my brother. Plus, your dirty story is damn good. Now,
sit your butt down and write or I will nail you in a Bio Blog.
Hell I may anyway, soon as I know you a bit better. LOL
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Your editor and my friend...Mr. Positive Mental Attitude,
Father to Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, Twin brother of
Dorothy in OZ is trying to bring us together.
Cool, if Donnie the "Q" says you are a good guy, I trust
my brother. Plus, your dirty story is damn good. Now,
sit your butt down and write or I will nail you in a Bio Blog.
Hell I may anyway, soon as I know you a bit better. LOL
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Craiger
JUB Addict
What a delightful way to wake from a nap. Laying there wrapped in the arms of one stud and opening my eyes to another, who, by the way, kisses me. I probably would have thought I had gone to heaven. Now where's that genie to grant my wish............
Great chapter, Sheep.
Craiger
Great chapter, Sheep.
Craiger
