She must have been theatrically trained, her stamina of breath and the way her voice projected through the park reminded me of someone giving a perfor...ance. I caught his eyes looking at me. He had noticed that I was watching her with more than a little fascination. The expression on my face made his craggy aspect bright with glee. He winked at me, and suddenly we were co-conspirators as well as members of an audience to her. He had been silent, with the exception of a grunt or two, staring at. He had bought a three story tenement building in the heart of Chicago's Boystown community shortly thereafter with cash, and now has three tenants. Two gay couples occupy floors one and two, and a lesbian couple occupy the top floor. This provides a nice ongoing income. Dave had the basement set-up as an apartment years ago, and lives there with a stand-up tanning bed, a bicycle, and a pool table. Dave, while drawn to live in Boystown, isn't gay, but rather, Asexual. He finds women sexy, and. Everyone checks out my dick every time I'm in the locker room or the shower at the campus gym. I know I have a really big dick and to be honest I kind of like it when other guys look at it. Everyone - girls and guys too - is naturally sexually attracted to a big black dick. It's the ultimate sex magnet."I was relieved by D's nonchalant reaction but I didn't want him to know I was really turned on by looking at his naked body. His huge dick but also the rest of him too. So I tried to convince. Coffee in hand, and holding my still untied pants, I stepped out the door to find a beautifully landscaped pool with a view to the east. The clouds were almost pink, reflecting the light from the sun still below the horizon."Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning!" I remembered the rhyme my father had taught me. "What a contrast! Mountains out the front door, and endless miles of grasslands out the back door." I contemplated the dichotomy, afraid to let my mind drift to the bedroom a few.