We will use thelatest fat distribution surgical techniques to enhance his behind andgive a nice round derriere!This amazing surgery was like nothing I...could have imagined.A few hours after surgery as a groggy Paul tried to awake from hisSystema Genitale Masculinum Spirilextradual surgery, I remember lookingat him and whispering, "Paula wake up, Paula wake up". I stopped callinghim Paula when I saw his eyes finally open.The first thing he said when he awoke was, did he make it?"Yes honey Dr.. ” He dropped the bag on the floor and walked up to his room.Fucking brat, I thought but kept my mouth shut. I picked up the bag and carried it to the laundry room where I loaded the machine yet again. When I checked the pockets of the backpack I found a USB stick. There was no sticker on it so I had no clue what might be on it.At the same time music started blaring from Brad’s room. Funny enough, even though he was a good violinist his preferred music was heavy metal. As AC/DC reached my ears I. While standing there looking at the selection a good-looking young man came and asked if they needed any help.Josh turned around and said "Oh hey Paul, naw we're good thanks" Clay noticed Josh didn't look comfortable and couldn't look Paul in the eye so he assumed they had fucked at some point, Clay guessed that made sense as Paul was working in a shop that sold speedos and Josh having a Speedo fetish. Clay fantasized about how it would have gone down. Did Josh come in to try some on and Paul. It’s as though you’re practicing an erotic form of Tai Chi, each motion enacted with a timeless devotion for perfection. Every gentle swipe and lick from your tongue, each delicate buss from your lips, is done to a quiet rhythm, its beat known only to you. There is no urgency or need as your mouth descends and my cock slides deeper and deeper until it comes to rest in the confines of your throat. This is, after all, only the beginning of our day together. I open my eyes. The covers are drawn.