But then he seldom said anything to anybody and refused to even nod hello to the reporters that covered the team for the Post and the Times, Washingto...'s daily newspapers. He generally walked around wearing fancy earphones and a mean look.I was in the Richmond Braves' sunny outfield shagging flies when Buzzy Harder whistled shrilly and waved me in. He stood near the batting cage looking morose. "How you doing?" he asked when I approached him with sweat dripping off my nose."I'm all right," I. Before long I heard a car creeping down the little dirt road that brought me here and I briefly looked up to see a car slowly passing by. A smiling gentleman passed by with no hand wave or signal that he even saw me but I did notice that his eyes did not stop looking my direction until he absolutely had to and then I heard his car stop some distance away. I continued reading but was interrupted several times by an opening door, a closing door, footsteps on the gravel and some clicking sounds. I. ” We grabbed the towels provided and took a shower enjoying the hot water as we embraced fondling and kissing each other passionately before drying each other off then collapsing onto the bed. “Let me suck you off first?” he suggested. “Be my guest!” Andy sucked cock well and the novelty had me exploding in his mouth sooner than expected. “You taste really delicious for an Old Man!” he praised me. “Hey Eatch it with the Old Nan!” I snapped playfully then moved to his feet and licked my way up. Something told me that another dollop of alcohol was indicated. The liquor bottle, now seriously depleted, was still on the table; I reached over to open the drawer and take out a coffee spoon, poured a little vodka and coaxed it into his mouth. It seemed to slide down his throat without any need for visible swallowing. Then I did it a second time, but I figured that was enough for now.Vaguely I looked around me, orienting myself to my otherwise familiar cabin. It all looked normal, it was.
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