. bummin' it with yer knob..." "One visit to that house and you're like a fuckin' oracle of gay sex info, mate," he chortled. "You should write one o'...those sex guides about how fellas do it with each other!" I ignored the piss-take. "So I says, 'I'm pretty open-minded, me. What you gay blokes get up to with each other's backdoors is yer own business.' "Then he says back, 'Do you enjoy an anal component to your own lovemaking, Dave? If you don't mind the question...' "And I shrug and say, 'I. Perhaps Jim could be of help in my situation. A phone callwas made and it was my lucky day. His wife was out of town for a religiousretreat and he offered to see Bernadette and myself at his home in Madisononly about 15 minutes away. Shortly thereafter Bernadette, Jim Rogers and myself sat in the living roomof his luxurious Madison mansion each sipping a glass of wine. Without lettingon that I knew about Jim hiring a dominatrix to do his wife I related my situationto him. Jim said he knew. "Please, I've let you doeverything else." Oh you're no fun, Hunter, but I'll put you in shorts my darling, andlucky for you that you didn't get that weird chest hair patchiness fromyou father," said his mother, standing up and sliding his bra back on."There's not even a stray hair on you." I guess that's good," thought Hunter. "It is kind of gross, and whydidn't he ever wax it then?" Oh probably because I wanted him to. He can be a bit spiteful at times,but I'd rather not talk about that. “Oof, mmm you’re a naughty mailman, aren’t you?” I closed my eyes and waited for him to penetrate me.“I need to be inside you,” he traced my labia with the tip of his cock, using the pre-cum to slip and slide around my lips.He stopped at the entrance of my bare pussy.“Fuck me hard! I’ve watched you every day and imagined how this would go, you better deliver, come on!”With that encouragement, Dan thrusted inside, hitting my g-spot with such force I gasped in pleasure.I gyrated my hips in.