Boys Will Be Boys

Going down the rabbit hole. Way back when I was in my youth I had a neighbor friend who was on the swim team with me and we spent a lot of time after school together. Who suggested it is lost to poor memory, but suggested it was and suggested taken and his delicious boner was in my hand and in my lips. He reciprocated, but I have to admit I was the bigger fan.

I swam in college, and anyone with half a brain knows just how nice a boy in a speedo looks, and his not always slack banana hung in his hammock just begging to be massaged and loved on. Boys will be boys, and the dicks came out, and the dick lovers went to town. I need not confess that I was one of the dice lovers. Some boys adopted the position and a boy with a boner took him and made his deposit. All I can say, is yum.

After college I went into real estate sales. I never landed an office job, but I was good in sales concentrating on condos in town. I met more than one client who appreciated a personal touch from his real estate agent. Think of this, way up on the 20th floor, not a stick of furniture, clear skies, on my knees making my client happy while he scanned the skyline of the condo where he was going to live. I'm sure he knew that I was just as happy as he was, and I got my share of a fat commission.

Well, I confess, boys will be boys and a good hard erection, a set of soft warm lips, an able hand makes the game a win win experience.

Enjoy.