Just letting you guys know... lol Working with this guy wasn't all that fun. But whatever. I did what I could. The shape of his dick just wasn't right for me. It was one of the toughest shoots I had to do that week.
Jared reminds me.
When I was Jared's age, I had a close friend that I used to have sex with in Texas. We were school kids together. He had a cousin in New Jersey, and we'd both to go there in the Summer and enjoy the fucking hot guys on the Boardwalk. This was before Jet Airplanes were in service, so the way you'd go was to get on a train and ride for three days. In the mean time, my friend would fuck me like a dog in the streets. All the way to New Jersey. There's not a lot to do on a train besides read and fuck. I can't really remember the books I read on these trips, but I damn sure remember the fuckings.
So when we got to New Jersey, his cousin had a terrible attitude about getting fucked. He's start criticizing my style before I even got my dick out. (Too fast, too hard, too long, too slow, but never mentioning too big. Damnit.) I'm telling you, Jared reminds me of this damned guy, who complained about everything. I never got any good reviews out of him for the way I'd fuck his fabulous ass. He was in High School and damn I loved to fuck him I have a funny shape on my dick too. Its long and round and in those days worked like a San Francisco Trolley! He would complain all the way until you fucked him again. Then he'd quit complaining about the last fucking, and start complaining about the one going on.
I really didn't mind the complaining too much, because I knew my friend was just waiting to fuck my ass, while his cousin was finishing up complaining about the fucking I had just laid on him.
Jared's observations makes my old dick hard as it can be, which isn't that HARD. As Jared would say, "But whatever!". Even if the cousin was complaining, my dick was still loving his life. We'd fuck like that until we both had to come back home to Texas. And then we'd go back to New Jersey the next year and I'd fuck his ass again. (My friend never would fuck his cousin.) I still know this guy, who was a straight guy, who is now over 90, with great great grandchildren. Although we don't talk about things that happened back then, he still has never apologized fo the way he talked to me after all those good fuckings I'd do to him, 2 or 3 times a day. . But does someone think I have any regrets? LOLOLOL
I am really looking forward to this scene tonight because Jared will remind me of that guy, and I am dying to see if any of this intensity that Jared describes shows up in the scene. Damn, I hope so.
This fucking tonight is going to have a special meaning to me. That's why I love
Broke Straight Boys It reminds me of all the crazy things that have happened to me in my life. I'm thinking this is going to be great sex tonight, but maybe not. LOLOLOL.
