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Think I need to start playing in public toilets 😈

I tend to agree with “Iker80” its much about your mind, you want him in you, need him - and some lube

Whatever you write I'm going to enjoy. But I am hoping D gets it....

i love collecting loads from other guys - usually if i suck a guy iff ill spit his load in a cup and add it to my collection in the freezer - same as any guy who insists on using a condom and i'm in a generous mood. Ill add that to the freezer loads so I can ensure i get every load possible in my ass. Have a few [banned word] online i've never met that like sending me their wank loads in the post - DM me if any heavy cummer tops want to donate their spunk loads to a good cause. I've also started keeping my eyes peeled while walking the dog - I've managed to come across a few used rubber items in the park, which I've grabbed and added to the collective. Nothng feels better after taking a bunch of fresh direct deposit loads than thawing out a cumcicle and incinerating an extrea 60-70 loads up my boicut and holding htem in to absorb while i get spun and tease my caged clit liek a girl.

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I grew up in a town where college football is almost a religion. When I was a 19-year-old nerdy sophomore attending a small college in my hometown, I met a hot 23-year-old guy named Vince who graduated from the more prestigious local university the previous year. Vince was a guy's guy who was settled into his first professional job and was obsessed with college football. Vince and I originally hooked up when he placed a Craigslist ad looking for a cocksucker to suck his cock and drink his nut while he watched his alma mater's televised football game one Saturday afternoon. While he sat in a comfy chair with some beer close by, I sat on the floor between his legs with my head bobbing up and down on his thick 8" cut cock. I started sucking Vince during pre-game commentary and analysis, and sucked straight through half time and all way to the end of the game. As the post-game commentary began, Vince clamped his hands on the back of my head, holding me on his cock, and yelled "eat my fucking nut, bitch" as he fed me his huge load after almost 3.5 hours of continuous sucking.

I need an Uncle like that!

Good evening beautiful bastard, You know, it’s getting quite late for me, and I was contemplating whether I should send you a message, but I told myself I wanted this to be a daily habit—so here I am. Lucky you. Firstly, I’ve got some good news. I started talking to Kevin again. Our YouTube Premium account expired after the one-year subscription, and he was kind enough to update it for us. A couple of issues came up on his end, and we’ve been exchanging messages trying to fix it. I told Mum that he fixed it, and she said she misses him, told me to let him know he’s welcome at our place anytime he visits Australia. (He moved to Vietnam for good.) Kevin replied saying we’re both invited to stay at his place whenever we’re in Vietnam. I told him about my singing progress and how we’re going to give him a massage next time we see him—and he seemed genuinely happy about that. Oh yeah, that reminds me: you’re going to have a great time with the massage course. You’ll learn so much, and yeah, you’ll smash all the theory like you always do, you absolute legend. Now, to be honest, I’m still not perfect—even a year on from where you are now. I’m still struggling to handle a few things. You’re going to meet this wonderful man in the future named Phil. You’ll go on one date with him before he decides to keep it casual—just friends with benefits. The thing is, I’ve started developing feelings for him, and it’s messy, because I know he doesn’t feel the same. So I’m pulling back, just enough, to protect my heart. And you know what I realised today? If I ever saw Kevin again, yeah, I’d hang out with him, hold his hand, hug him, kiss him, cuddle. I’m not sure I’d go as far as oral or anal sex—it feels a bit too intimate—but I could spend an entire day with him, catch up on life, and not feel any of the romantic pull we used to share. I’d stop just before that line. And I think that’s what Phil might be doing with me. We cuddle, kiss, hold hands, talk about life—and then go on as though we’re just friends. It’s confusing as hell, but I think I’m starting to get it now. He’s going to be a very special person in our life, always. The kind of person time disappears with. The kind of person you feel completely safe with. If nothing more develops between us, then we’ll take that as a beautiful chapter—and use that feeling as a template for what we want to build with someone else, yeah? Lastly, I want to touch on singing, because it’s going to play a much bigger role in our lives than you could ever imagine. You’re going to start singing with Mum more often. It’s endearing. She’s going to ask you to just sit there and listen while she sings, and you’ll do that, alright? Then you’ll pick up the mic and start duetting with her. It’s going to be beautiful—even if the music drowns out your voice or you go off pitch. No one’s going to care. It’s going to be priceless. Today, I sat in our study room and sang for three hours straight. I’m getting into improv singing now—can you believe it? In English too! Yes! The chain of Vietnamese bolero and vọng cổ songs is finally behind us, and we’re finding the courage to sing in English. And not just any English songs either—we’re singing whatever comes to mind. And honestly? It sounds kind of beautiful, if I do say so myself. Right now, I have this thought. I feel like I just want to sing freely. I’m not sure if mastering one song at a time is the path forward. When you sing a song, you’re tied to its pitch, its melody. There’s not much creative freedom in that. Not like improv singing. I’ll talk to the vocal coach about it and keep you updated. Enjoy life, buddy. You’re doing great. Everything’s going to be alright. I promise. Chat soon. xx

Excellent !!!! Thank you for the story, makes us fee we are there with him in that room!!!

A & D please!!

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Is it this one maybe? [think before following links] https://pornzog.com/video/13734032/straighthell-dave-ii-dave-the-human-urinal/

Love the cream pie shot. Yummy!