What would be the sleaziest place for you?
He sent me a message and asked me: "So what would be the sleaziest place for you?"
I wrote to the hot and sweet and sleazy British Stud the following: The space under the stairs behind the garage and near the dumpster in Whitechapel(London)where the hot leather stud from LA - - his beautiful golden face smiling and topped only by his perfect ass busting on the inside of his tight, black leather pants - blew me at 7 am. The back deck at Boots Bar in Fort Lauderdale where three guys played with my nipples. ass and dick until I shot my wad in one's face at 3:00 am on a Saturday night. The back alley bar at Ramrod, also Fort Latida, where the thirsty old daddy led me to a dark corner with a damp dirt floor so I could feed him a gallon of piss, non-stop right down his throat. The loft at the Green Lantern in Washington DC where the handsome young tall black bodybuilder cruised me, walked up to six inches of my face and asked me if I realized I was the hottest thing in the place, followed me to the sleazy hotel next door, unexpectedly shoved me when I shut the door, so I shoved the hot bastard back and he spilled his cum with me four hours of wrangling later. The old Baths in Boston - any room back in 1981 - where I had my first gay sex. The steam cavern at the Fort Lauderdale Baths where Lazaro, Mark and I staged a threesome on the center stone platform while a gang of naked men, their dicks in their hands, watched. The cubicle in the really down and out, semen-smelling bookstore on Biscayne Blvd in Miami where the big bodybuilder/painter from South Beach, that had always wanted me (I had no idea) squeezed in and joined me for a mutual jerk off session. These are some of the places that were sleazy to me and where I did sleazy things with one or two or three other men.
I wrote to the hot and sweet and sleazy British Stud the following: The space under the stairs behind the garage and near the dumpster in Whitechapel(London)where the hot leather stud from LA - - his beautiful golden face smiling and topped only by his perfect ass busting on the inside of his tight, black leather pants - blew me at 7 am. The back deck at Boots Bar in Fort Lauderdale where three guys played with my nipples. ass and dick until I shot my wad in one's face at 3:00 am on a Saturday night. The back alley bar at Ramrod, also Fort Latida, where the thirsty old daddy led me to a dark corner with a damp dirt floor so I could feed him a gallon of piss, non-stop right down his throat. The loft at the Green Lantern in Washington DC where the handsome young tall black bodybuilder cruised me, walked up to six inches of my face and asked me if I realized I was the hottest thing in the place, followed me to the sleazy hotel next door, unexpectedly shoved me when I shut the door, so I shoved the hot bastard back and he spilled his cum with me four hours of wrangling later. The old Baths in Boston - any room back in 1981 - where I had my first gay sex. The steam cavern at the Fort Lauderdale Baths where Lazaro, Mark and I staged a threesome on the center stone platform while a gang of naked men, their dicks in their hands, watched. The cubicle in the really down and out, semen-smelling bookstore on Biscayne Blvd in Miami where the big bodybuilder/painter from South Beach, that had always wanted me (I had no idea) squeezed in and joined me for a mutual jerk off session. These are some of the places that were sleazy to me and where I did sleazy things with one or two or three other men.
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