I shared your embarrassment a few years ago, I was on my back on the counter in my buddys basement getting poked and stroked, when the Swans man came in. He looked at us, then walked over to the freezer with the order. My buddy had only met him twice, but he and I and two othere were hunting buddys. He told the other two about it and I was left out from them on. What was sad, two years before that he had got a divorce and stayed drunk most of the hunt, on the last day I shot a trophy elk and let him claim it.
I'd got fucked by our neighbors german shepard a few times when I was 17 but never let him hang me up, but on this afternoon he got me hung before I knew it. After we hung he got off and we were standing ass to ass, about ten minutes later my dad came around the corner. He said, well looks like jakes got him a boy bitch, then he just stood there watching untill we seperated. Before I could get up he kicked me square in the ass, it sent me forward on my belly, I jumped up and he slapped me hard in the face, which knocked me flat on my ass. He pointed his finger at me and said the next time I catch you like that I'll drop you in the well.