"Imma make YOU the fag," he whispered in my ear. I felt the texture of his jeans and his cold belt buckle ride up and down my ass as he forced my head down onto my bed. I was still naked and he had gotten behind me. Mike was infuriated by this, stomping in and asking me if I thought he was a fag, which I replied of course with no. I saw him peeping his head when I was completely naked and then got enough courage to say He went to stop the pump and came back in. I went to my room which was right next to where Mike was drinking his coffee and left the door wide open. "I'm gonna go change, be right back," I said. Since it was gonna take a couple minutes and I was really horny I invited him in for a cup of coffee, he agreed.Īfter about a minute I decided to make my move. Mike had a dark moustachem straggly hair and stood about 6 ft 4. My bulge was showing when I answered it and the man immediately looked at it then looked at me with a slight grin. I pulled on some pants fast and raced downstairs, my face still flushed and answered the door. Yesterday he knocked.while I was in the middle of jerking off and super horny. Usually he doesn't knock and just goes into the back to do his thing. Yesterday the man that comes to fill my dad's propane tank came to the house. I confess I sucked the propane guy's dick.
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