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Today I had a knock on the door, standing there was a Greek God in the flesh. One must understand that in our Valley there is one way in and one out, with many dead ends going up the mountain.
Opening the door, there he stood, lost...mmmm with me to show him the way out. With my luck he'd be str8 with his girl in the car. I invited him in 2 see the map, but unknow 2 me on the table by the map, I had left out this months copy of a national gay mag. Surprize, he asked if I lived here alone, when I answered yes, I do declare I did see a smile. I must admit that my heart did slip a beat, I smiled back, then proceed to get back to the map.
He picked up the mag. started thumbing thru, asking if I cared, as he had not seen this months issue. The map was soon left on the table, we walk into the living room,talk soon became silent. Hands started to explore, soon are lipps were touching, tounges tasteting.
Knowing what the mag. was like, I knew what he must like or be interested in, as we caught our breath I asked if he would like to go downstairs, and explore the rm, and my toys, I swear his eyes grew wide and shone brite blue. I led him dwnstairs, the rm was darkened even with the light on you could only seevery dimly. The middle of the room was the sling, he approached it almost reverantly..his hands careesing the leather, he turned and removed his shirt and shoes,approacing me, he smiled and knelt before me...He asked if we could have fun fo the afternoon, his belt was removed, he lowered his pants,
standing there. My heart raceing a mile a min. my manhood standing hard..I led him to the sling and...
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Posted by blueknave1 on 2007-10-18 19:33:45 | Rating: | Views: 61
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