Baggy sweatshirt, baggy white basketball shorts, baseball cap on askew, with a very awkward walk; a walk that suggested someone trying to act tough an... controlling, but in reality couldn't wait to submit to a large, strong man, like Ben, to name an example totally at random. The k** took a seat at the end of the bar, trying to assess the sea of flesh from a slightly out of the way vantage point.The k** drew some amused looks, but no real attention. He ordered a plain coke, as if hoping someone. ”“You’re a closeted queer as much as Eddie was.”“I’m not. Thinking and acting are completely different things. An occasional thought does not make me gay, or even bisexual. It makes me human, with a complicated mind where anything can come up. And no, it never makes me come up. Fucking or being fucked by men has never been a fantasy. Touching or being touched. Blowing or being blown.”“You sure? I’ve heard men can be better at it, like women are better at eating women’s cunts.”He laughed. “No. God I got totally erect at the time, and thinking about it again I looked down and my penis was poking up through the fabric like it was pointing where to go. I was so embarrassed. I don’t know why it turned me on.I got far enough away through the halls that I almost couldn’t hear his screams any more. There was no way I could have over-powered both those women plus I was too mortified at my own arousal. I still am. Why am I so excited about this?It was at this time I found an unlocked door. I. Kelly woke this disturbed me as well getting into the shower together we shared a shower Kelly knelt sucking my long limp cock and feeling my hung balls, later that afternoon the rest returned from their day at the beach, we had drinks and food before going to bed, the following day we left to go home, on the flight Kelly and I became members of the mile high club, how the hell they didn’t hear Kelly cum is still a mystery, a week later I went round to see Kelly but Paula was there alone, as we.
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