Ignore him (Hardon High)
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At first, you ignore Billy, because quite frankly, this is quite wrong, legally. He's a teenager -- well, at least quite a bit younger than the boys you usually fuck -- and you're a 40 year old man; if you fucked around it would be considered statutory rape in this state. Oh, but that's just a legal definition. He is oh so right, and he's clearly hot for you, too. So what if this is a May-December hookup? As long as both of you are quiet, then no one on the outside will ever have to know... | At first, you ignore Billy, because quite frankly, this is quite wrong, legally. He's a teenager -- well, at least quite a bit younger than the boys you usually fuck -- and you're a 40 year old man; if you fucked around it would be considered statutory rape in this state. Oh, but that's just a legal definition. He is oh so right, and he's clearly hot for you, too. So what if this is a May-December hookup? As long as both of you are quiet, then no one on the outside will ever have to know... | ||
- | You're sure Billy knows about your | + | You're sure Billy knows about your extracurricular escapades -- hell, you've fucked half the senior class -- but you decide to get the formalities out of the way. You need to make sure Billy is willing to consent to sexual activity before trying anything. You simply say, "Billy, I think it would be fair to tell you I'm gay, I have a hell of a high sex drive, and my tastes tend to revolve around those of a youthful disposition... I can't be responsible for what happens if I have to keep looking at your hot little ass." |
Billy thoughtfully gazes at you, pondering at the honesty issuing from your tender, masculine lips. He replies, "Coach, today happens to be your lucky day since my tastes tend to center upon hung men of a fairly experienced age." At that, both of you grin at each other, relaxed joyfulness brimming throughout each of your taut bodies. | Billy thoughtfully gazes at you, pondering at the honesty issuing from your tender, masculine lips. He replies, "Coach, today happens to be your lucky day since my tastes tend to center upon hung men of a fairly experienced age." At that, both of you grin at each other, relaxed joyfulness brimming throughout each of your taut bodies. |
Revision as of 02:54, 4 May 2010
At first, you ignore Billy, because quite frankly, this is quite wrong, legally. He's a teenager -- well, at least quite a bit younger than the boys you usually fuck -- and you're a 40 year old man; if you fucked around it would be considered statutory rape in this state. Oh, but that's just a legal definition. He is oh so right, and he's clearly hot for you, too. So what if this is a May-December hookup? As long as both of you are quiet, then no one on the outside will ever have to know...
You're sure Billy knows about your extracurricular escapades -- hell, you've fucked half the senior class -- but you decide to get the formalities out of the way. You need to make sure Billy is willing to consent to sexual activity before trying anything. You simply say, "Billy, I think it would be fair to tell you I'm gay, I have a hell of a high sex drive, and my tastes tend to revolve around those of a youthful disposition... I can't be responsible for what happens if I have to keep looking at your hot little ass."
Billy thoughtfully gazes at you, pondering at the honesty issuing from your tender, masculine lips. He replies, "Coach, today happens to be your lucky day since my tastes tend to center upon hung men of a fairly experienced age." At that, both of you grin at each other, relaxed joyfulness brimming throughout each of your taut bodies.
You soothingly grasp Billy by the back of the head and pull him close. As you embrace each other, the heat emanating from your hard, hairy physique enshrouds the boy, warming him to you. The water comforts both of you and condones your mutual illicit passion. Billy raises his leg and lays it astride your hip, bringing your enormous genitalia into much closer contact with him. Friction heats up the stall, as does your arousal.
Do you:
- Tell the kid to get his mouth on your joint
- Get down on your knees and blow that sweet teen meat
- Bend Billy over and eat out his little ass
- Enough with the formalities, fuck the bitch
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