Skippy had no trouble Velcro-ing his chest hair to my back either. Once his chest latches on to a hairy bear, he won't let him go until his "business" of fucking me is done.
Skip kept bragging that he could Velcro his chest hair to my back hair, and crank out his morning 500 push-ups with me attached. But, he did it. He would have done more, except my dick had grown so big it was poking the floor boards.
Skip told me that I had a great "behind." Because a great "behind is a terrible thing to waste.
Skippy gave me his brand new fleshjack, as the opening wasn't big enough to accommodate his big dick. Fleshjacks only come with a maximum circumference of 6 inches around. Skip has a 9x7" inch dick, so it won't fit into one.
Naturally, of course, he jacked out a load ahead of time, and spoon-fed it into the device before giving it to me. That way, it will ooze into my dick going down my shaft and into my balls.
Skippy took me on as one of his paperboys. True, I didn't have the muscle he was expecting, but my hairy chest made up for it being able to withstand 5 full minutes rubbing his "Brillo Pad" next to mine, and me not screaming.
Nice hairy balls, and a good size too. That is always a "plus" when it comes to asserting yourself with other men.
True, I embellished my resume' just a tad to get Skippy's attention, but, it didn't seem to matter. He likes big guys with lots of muscle.
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