The finger seemed to slide on forever and ever before it made contact with the large, slightly clammy pucker. The big guy groaned out loud as Rudy tea...ed his fingertip of that rouched skin. Withdrawing his finger Rudy sniffed it greedily and was overpowered by the musky, slightly stale but totally intoxicating whiff of pure sex. If he had a bottle full of this aroma, Rudy knew, he would pop a boner each time he opened the cap. He had to have everything that the delicious big, beefy blonde could. "And I liked doing it. And I know you liked it too."I did like it, but I was uncomfortable with the idea of being with men. Serge's hand felt so good on me, I closed my eyes in the dark, and thought about what he looked like in the nightclub and in the shower when we were together. Serge wanted to kiss me, but I turned my head away. I was not fag.He scooted down, kissing my chest and my belly before reaching my navel. Thinking about how beautiful Svetlana was made it easier to forget, and. Whew! It’s a good thing you’ve got yourself under control again now, Randy Raza. ‘Let’s get this over with, disobedient damsel.’ You tell me. ‘This is going to hurt me just as much as it hurts you, but it’s my painful duty to rectify your wrong behavior.’ You draw your right hand far back behind your head then bring it down, accelerating to full speed, with all your power behind it at the end of the long arc. SMACK! ‘Itai!’ I cry, moaning and snuffling back tears. Your palm is stinging from. Everyone knew that. But I was never good enough for her, not tall enough, not good looking enough, not sporty enough, not enough money, nothing about me was good enough at all for her; nothing. She often took advantage of my better nature, she would have me drive her across town to a party but not ask me to come in with her, I was sent home! Sometimes she would even call me to collect her at some unearthly hour when she couldn’t bum a lift.And I did it in the vain hope she would see the light.