Where it happened: the couch
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 3
Category: Straight
Shit, where do I begin? I had met this guy on vacation and
everything. I thought he was the most beautiful man I’d
ever seen in my life. He was 5’8″, dark chocholete, rugged
(cause I hate pretty boys) and hung like nobody’s business,
did I mention that he had 2 nipple rings. Well he had been
over to the crib a few times and we were really digging each
other. One night after he had a lot of drink, dank, and food
he passed out on the couch. I sat around extra long waiting for him to
for him to wake up, but yet too scared to wake him up myself.
By that time we had both come to acknowlege to apperent fire-
works between us so I was a little (o.k. alot) sprung. Anyway I
went to bed and awoke the next morning to see him gazing at me in my bed.
I felt his energy way before he even got anywhere near me and
it felt so damm good. You know, “things that make you go uhhm.
Still, to this day I think he needs to open up a world wide
school to teach guys how to eat pussy. I think he is also
one of the most gental lovers I’ve ever had. He had the softest,
fullest lips. And when I decided to taste him, damm, he was so sweet.
To this day, I get wet when I think about some of the things we did.
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