Josh1959

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The title will make a little more sense as you read on. I got pinged the other day while on Manhunt. The guy said he liked my look. I immediately pulled up his profile and he had a few face pics and described himself as 27, 5’10” and 180 and Puerto Rican. His profile was also one of those professional profiles that massage therapists use so I texted back and asked if he was looking for clients. He said “Not today.” His profile said nothing about what he was into and for some reason, I didn’t feel comfortable asking. The guy was certainly super-hot according to his stats and frankly even though I prefer to bottom, I’ve been known to throw a hot fuck from time to time. We set up a time and I jumped into the shower and got cleaned up preparing for the unexpected. The address took me to a duplex. I started getting the familiar butterflies in my stomach when I’m about to fuck someone I’ve never seen or met. There is the possibility that this was a bogus address or a bogus profile. I took a deep breath and knocked. I feel my nips harden and my cock twitch in anticipation. When the door opened, I was stunned. Before I could process anything, he ushered me into the house and closed the door. He didn’t look like his profile pics. I’ve heard buddies tell stories about people misrepresenting themselves with their profile and when they meet and learn the truth, it’s an awkward hot mess. I’ve been lucky in that I have only had one such gross misrepresentation. As my brain was processing the “disconnect,” I realized that the issue was that his profile pictures weren’t flattering to him. This guy was an unbelievably beautiful human specimen. He looked almost identical to Enrique Iglesias but more defined and muscular. He looked like a high-fashion model. If you saw him on the streets, you would embarrass yourself by staring. He had dark short hair and a well-groomed 5 o’clock shadow. He was wearing a pair of gym shorts and nothing else. His nipples were the size of quarters and deep bronze in color. His chest was perfectly pronounced with a very deep sternum line dividing two huge pectoral muscles. There was no question that this guy was out of my league. I searched my brain for a dignified way to get us both out of this situation. There was no doubt in my mind that he had made a mistake. Think. Think. He walked me from the door, through the living room and gestured for me to move into what I suspected would be a bedroom. Once inside he closed the door. This wasn’t a bedroom at all. It was dark except for glowing reddish lights coming from different parts of the room. Soft music was playing and candles were lit. I could smell something that reminded me of jasmine. We were in his massage room. Enrique turned to me and wrapped me in his muscular arms and whispered in my ear, “You are perfect. You have no idea how much I’m into your look.” I was dumbfounded. It’s not that I have low self-esteem, in fact just the opposite. I take good care of myself. But this guy was mesmerizing. It was like looking at him cast a spell over me and that made me nervous. Enrique began to unbutton my shirt and immediately started licking and sucking on my neck and worked his way down to my tits. I moaned in appreciation and he switched to the other tit and began to unbutton my pants. When they feel to the floor he reached around and grabbed one cheek in each hand and used his expert trained hands to massage my glutes moving them around and spreading them apart. I have big ass cheeks and he moaned in appreciation. It felt great. He released my tit from his mouth and looked at me and started deep kissing me. I moaned from inside his kiss and we ground our faces together exchanging saliva. I ran my hands all over his body. Everything was perfect. I reached to his crotch but he had a jock on so I couldn’t figure out what he was packing. It didn’t matter. This guy was a fucking god and I was going to enjoy every inch of him. He moved me over to his massage table and had me lay on it face down. Next he moved down between my legs and spread them. Again he massaged and kneaded my ass with steady strength. I pushed back to let him know he could work my butt as hard as he liked; that I could take it. He received the message and intensified his grip. I felt his hand move down through the ditch of my ass and graze my hole. He spit on it and rubbed his finger all around it. He spit some more and inserted his finger and finger fucked me for a few minutes. I slowly began to realize this guy was a top. He was ass obsessed. His finger retreated and was replaced with his tongue. He didn’t start slow like most guys do. He buried his tongue to the hilt and began to dart in and out of my hole all the while delivering copious amounts of saliva into my ass. Much of it spilled over onto his chin and my balls, but it was certainly getting me hot and beyond horny. He started trading off between his fingers and his tongue. He had eventually worked three fingers in and out of my ass-cunt. Enrique said very quietly just above a whisper, “Push out.” I didn’t hear him and asked him to repeat it. “Push your cunt out.” He said a little louder. This was music to my ears. I crunched my abdominal muscles and pushed the ring of my ass outward like I was taking a shit. “Yeah, dude, just like that. Stay right there.” Next I felt him suck my hole into his mouth causing a vacuum and then use his teeth to encase my rosebud and lightly bit down. The sensation was awesome. No one had ever done that to me before. He continued to trade off between sucking and nipping. “I moaned, “That feels so fucking good. Please don’t stop.” For the next 5 minutes or so, he continued to worship my hole like that. When he let go, my rose bud snapped back inside my ass and began pulsing. At this point he walked around to the front of the massage table and I could see through the face cradle that he had taken his shorts off. Enrique had one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever had. He was super hard and uncut. His foreskin naturally retracted to the base of the head and was the same color as the rest of his cock. His jet-black bush was perfectly trimmed and clear goo had bubbled up to the tip. This had to be a 10-inch dick. It was perfectly straight and was about as fat as a golf ball. I reached out and held it. The heat radiating from his rod was exhilarating. He helped me down off the table and I hit my knees and opened my mouth licked the pearl drop from the tip then descended down his magnificent rod. I got about halfway down and his cock got stuck at the back of my throat. I pulled back delivering profuse amounts of saliva to coat his fat monster to make it easier to work with. Enrique could tell from my behavior that A) I was a cock slut and B) I was hungry for dick. I couldn’t help it. I needed this cock in my mouth. I blew him for about 10 minutes this way. I had saliva everywhere. It was running down my chin and onto my chest and then onto the floor and down his shaft and onto his balls and then onto me. I had tears streaming down my face and cock snot coming out of my nose. I was not about to give up. Enrique stopped me and had me stand up. He gave me a hand towel to wipe up my face. “Let’s try this.” He patted the massage table. “Jump up here and get on your back.” He helped me up and had me slide my head completely off the end of the table. He had at some point removed the face cradle. He opened a bottle of poppers and gave me a hit in each nostril. My head was upside down so it was tricky, but as I began to fly, I really appreciated the offering. With my head hanging off the table I was in the perfect position for him to slide his cock into my mouth. I immediately felt this was really comfortable. His cock was thick, but I was confident that with enough patience and willpower we could do this. As he fucked in and out of my mouth, I reached around to his butt cheeks and pulled him into my throat a little bit more. I could feel his cockhead at the back of my throat as before. He continued to fuck in and out, but going no further than the back of my throat. With the poppers relaxing me I opened my throat, took a deep breath through my nose and again pulled him a little deeper. This time his cock head popped through the ring at the back of my throat. We both moaned at the same time. I kept pulling him into to me and felt his shaft sliding further down my throat and moaned. I was in cock-sucking heaven. I pulled him more and more until his tightly trimmed bush was scratching my upper lip. I pulled one last time as far as it would go and I felt him bottom out. My boy gasped and said, “Holy fuck. You’ve taken my entire cock into your throat. Not many people have ever been able to do that.” At this point I wanted to ensure he knew I was deep throating this massive cock so I lightly took my teeth and bit down ever so slightly on the base of his cock at the pubic line. Then I released the pressure on his ass and pushed him out of my mouth and away from me. I was gasping for air trying really hard not to convulse. I sat up and wiped the snot, saliva and pre-cum from my face and took a long slow hit of poppers and assumed my previous position. This time, when I grabbed Enrique’s butt to pull him into my mouth, I took him all the way to the balls in one stride. I needed to conserve oxygen. Again he groaned. I pushed him almost all the way out and pulled him back in again sending him the message to fuck my throat. He got the message, grabbed my tits and started thrusting all the way in and back out again in rapid succession. “Oh my god, suck my cock, deep throat the fucker. You are one good cock-sucker.” This went on for as long as I could hold my breath. When I started feeling light headed, I pushed him out gasped for oxygen and forced his cock back in again. We did this four or five times before Enrique pulled completely away from me and said, “Oh fuck, Oh fuck, not yet hot man. Not yet. Whew!” Again I wiped my face clean and scooted back onto the massage table to catch my breath. Once revived Enrique said, “Turn over.” I did and took a hit of poppers. He jumped up onto the massage table with me and I immediately arched my back and stuck out my ass. He started eating; and eating, and eating. The more he ate the hungrier he got. Then he scooted up onto my back and I could feel the heat from his cock in the ditch of my ass. “Of fuck yeah,” I heard myself say. His cock head docked at my cunt lips and he pushed forward and I pushed backwards and within seconds Enrique busted through and slid in all the way to his balls. I felt his breath next to my face and lifted up my head and we started kissing and making out while moaning and humping each other. His tongue was all over the inside of my mouth and I couldn’t get enough of him. We continued little fuck motions with him buried balls deep in me while making out. He whispered, “I’m not going to last long this way. Are you ready to fuck?” Through my gasping for air, I told him I was more than ready. But he came back with, “No, I mean are you really ready to fuck? I want to tear your cunt to shreds. Are you up for that?” All I could come up with was, “Give me everything you’ve got stud. I’m fucking yours.” With that, Enrique pulled his mouth off mine and grabbed me by my hair with both hands and pulled his cock almost all the way out and using my hair for leverage, slammed back into me. This gradually picked up speed, but he never let go of my hair. I began to moan incoherently and started jacking my cock. This hot Puerto Rican started to talk dirty to me, “Take that fat Latin dick you fucking slut. I can’t believe you’d let a complete stranger fuck you raw like this. You’re a nasty mother fucker.” I reached between my legs and could feel the abundant amounts of dick and ass goo coating his cock, my ass and both of our ball sacks. I reached further back and touched his dick as it would piston in and out of me. The heat coming from it was astounding. He pulled out with a nasty plopping sound and abruptly turned me over and replanted his cock so fast I hardly knew what was happening. The sloppy squishy sounds my cunt and his cock were making were so nasty. You can only make those kinds of sounds when you have abandoned all fear and given into pure lust. His eyes were so intense and filled with hunger. He deep kissed me again and pulled back and whispered, “Do you like that raw stranger cock fucking your white slutty cunt?” I babbled, “Yes, fuck me. Please fuck me.” With fire in his eyes he said, “I’ve only just begun.” For the next 45 minutes or so, Enrique removed any semblance of sanity from me. I no longer had language to express myself. All I had was the guttural animalistic sounds that naturally escaped my vocal chords. He fucked me on my back, fucked me on the floor, he fucked me doggie style. He had me ride him and he ate my ass out again then shared our combined fluids by making out with me. It was a constant fight for oxygen, poppers and cock. When he finally rolled over onto the floor next to me, he asked if I wanted his load. We were both still huffing and puffing trying to catch our breath and I couldn’t breathe much less talk. He took that as a yes and had me get up on the massage table doggie style. He hopped up onto the table with me and told me to take a hit of poppers. I did. Within seconds his cock was buried in my swollen cunt. He started fucking me like a mad man; grunting every time he bottomed out. We were both working extremely hard to give each other the fuck of our lives. More poppers and I reached around and pulled my ass cheeks apart to give him better access and me more friction. He loved that. I moved my fingers closer to his cock and my cunt lips. A little further and I slid two fingers from each hand inside my ass alongside his cock. Enrique yelled, “OH fuck that is so hot. That looks so fucking hot and feels un-fucking-believable. Fuck you man. Fuck you.” My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I pushed back onto him. I was so stimulated that I could tell that pee was escaping my cock involuntarily. Enrique froze and remained completely still while he injected 6 or 7 jets of hot Latin cum into my fuck hole. I swear at this point I saw god. It wasn’t until then that he let out a primal warrior cry that I’m sure could be heard in the duplex next door. He started fucking again, this time with his spooge mixed with ass cum splashing out and coating our balls yet again. Slowly he calmed down and pulsed his cock a few times. I could feel his heartbeat through his dick. I squeezed his cock to get the last drop out and it was then when I realized I hadn’t peed, I had shot my load, hands free. We both fell on the table and tried to catch our breath. After a minute, Enrique jumped up and left the room. I sat up, but couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I had cum all over the front of me and in my hair. I jumped off the table and cum was running down my leg. I sat on a bench but still couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I tried taking deep breaths through my nose and out of my mouth, but couldn’t normalize my breathing. I may have been hyperventilating. Was I having a heart attack? Do people get heart attacks from fucking? I put my head between my legs and tried to control my breathing. It didn’t seem to help. Enrique came into the room with a bottle of water and left again. Just as panic was setting in, I took a desperate drink of water. The cool water seemed to spread through my body and my vital signs seemed to return to normal as did my breathing. Enrique came back in and apologized that he was dealing with a client. He offered me a shower, which I desperately needed, and another bottle of water, again much needed. Before I left he looked me in the eye and said he had a great time and that we should do it again. I looked at my watch and was astounded to learn we fucked for 3 solid hours without any breaks. I couldn’t wait for the next time.

This exactly what it was. Thanks for reading.

When I first saw him, I was caught off guard. He was stunning. He was from Venezuela and had dark features with light skin. I invited him in and he removed the earbuds and smiled. We started to chit chat and I quickly learned that he didn’t speak English very well. He wore a very stylish man-bun, a 3-day stubble beard and had a natural mesomorph body type which was accentuated by tight jeans and a simple t-shirt. Under his t-shirt I could see he had his nipples pierced. His name was Josué. The name fit him. Josué looked better in person than in his profile pictures. I offered something to drink; he accepted. For thirty-two he was in excellent shape. To avoid being uncomfortable with the language barrier, I quickly moved the conversation into my bedroom. We took our drinks with us. Once inside, I started to take off my pants leaving me in a wife-beater and jock strap. Josué took his time taking off his shirt, jewelry, and pants. He was left standing in only his underwear. He could have been a soccer model. We looked at each other and charged one another and started making out. Heavy breathing, growling and tongues crossed every path possible. Dribbles of saliva escaped our mouths and ran down our chins in unison. He was a very passionate kisser. Wet, I liked that. It was obvious that we were both horny because we were grinding our crotches together, moaning and clawing at each other nipples and ass. Josué lifted up my left arm and dove into my pit. I could feel his teeth scrape over my sweaty, hairy underarm leaving it soaked and matted. From there he slid down to my neck never lifting his tongue off of me. He sucked all over my neck hitting each and very erogenous zone leaving me tingling. He continued down to my tit and captured my nipple between his teeth. When he bit down, I stopped breathing unprepared for the pain. As I willed my mind not to panic, his other hand went to my other tit and pinched and tweaked it. This created a balance and soon the pain melded into pleasure. My tits were on fire. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Josué retreated and rubbed my tits in order to cool them down. We started making out again and this time his hands went to my ass and began kneading my cakes. I reached down and rubbed his mound through his underwear. He was packing what felt like a long semi-hard cock. It ran from its base and traveled down and tucked under his balls. Josué licked from my mouth down to my other nipple and caught it between his teeth and began to nibble. He moved on by sliding his tongue up to my underarm and excreting an excessive amount of saliva. I was groaning as he positioned his teeth just right and lightly bit down on my entire matted armpit and started chewing it out. Josué stepped back, looked at me with saliva plastered over his mouth and chin, and then slowly peeled his underwear down deliberately locking his eyes on me the whole time. I couldn’t help but look down to watch the show. His bush came into view and was trimmed as tightly as his beard. As he lowered his underwear a little more, a beautiful pale white cock came into view. I looked up and he still held his focus on me and my reaction. He continued to peel down his underwear and I saw more and more of his cock. And finally his entire dick sprang into view. I just stood there. This was one serious cock on this guy. It had to be ten inches. He was uncut and the head of his cock was completely pulled back revealing a scarlet glistening knob. It jutted out at a ninety-degree angle and then bent downward due to its weight. I felt a rush of adrenalin like a kid on Christmas morning. I wanted to tear into his package and possess it immediately. I wanted to covet this cock. At the same time, I wanted to acknowledge Josué as more than a cock, but the temptation was too strong. As I stared at this magnificent specimen, I felt pressure on my shoulders and was relieved when Josué pushed me down to my knees. As my face neared his mid-section, I instinctively stuck out my tongue and made contact with his abdomen. I continued down through his public bush and then onto his cock licking all the way down to the head. I lapped at the bead of precum at the piss slit. His cock was extremely long, but wasn’t overly thick. It definitely couldn’t be described as thin, but perhaps average in girth. He smelled as if he’d just showered with bar soap. I took the entire head into my mouth and ran my tongue around the inside of his foreskin. I slowly started to such his cock into my mouth. I could only comfortably handle about half before it slammed into the back of my throat unable to pass. I pulled off and dove back down again this time taking a little more than before. Again I pulled off and looked up to find Josué still intently staring at me as dick juice dripped from my chin. I embarrassed myself by revealing the kind of feral slut I was so soon, but I didn’t care. I dove back down again twisting my head a little and managed to get even more into my throat. Josué moaned and ground his cock into my mouth a little further. I could feel my throat being completed filled and stretched. I came off, inhaled deeply and dove down again. This time I twisted my head more than 90 degrees and descended down on his cock pushing my uvula flat up against my soft pallet and completely sliding down into my esophagus where he bottomed out. A loud moan escaped from Josué and he moaned, “Oh fuck.” Oh my god! I was deep throating this magnificent cock and I knew he was fucking flying because not many people have ever been able to do this to him before. He instinctively grabbed the back of my head and started skull-fucking me. I knew I had to reserve oxygen in order to give him a decent ride so I opened my throat as much as physically possible, relaxed and allowed him to fuck. He must have gotten at least five or six good long pumps before I retracted and surfaced for air. I filled both my lungs as deeply as I could and went down again. Again Josué took over and fucked my mouth from cock-head to balls rapidly. I relaxed and gave way to his assault. I’m not sure assault is the right word because this is exactly what I wanted him to do. Josué began to say things like, “Suck that fucking cock,” in broken English. I grabbed onto his ass to encourage him to continue. He punched through my throat again five or six timed before I ran out of air. We repeated this several more times before he was ready to move on to other things. He pulled me off his cock, pulled me to my feet and wiped away the cock snot from my face and dripping from my chin. He turned me around and directed me onto the bed on all fours; as-up, chest down. Josué squatted down and began eating my ass. I relaxed and enjoyed the attention he was paying to my hole; darting his tongue in and out using tiny little fucking motions. This felt great. Soon he added a finger and began finger fucking me. After eating and fingering my hole for a few minutes, he spread my cheeks far apart and French-kissed it. He stood behind me, lined his cock up to my hole and rested his cockhead on the lips of my cunt. Josué grabbed poppers and took a nice long hit and dropped them onto the bed. I grabbed them and did the same thing. I felt pressure and with the help of the poppers, pushed out on my cunt. His head popped in and slowly slipped past my ring and entered my ass. He kept going. Inch after inch I felt his cock slither in and reach the halfway point and I immediately appreciated his girth. It was stretching me, but wasn’t uncomfortable. I didn’t need to adjust. In fact, I groaned and pushed back and Josué continued feeding his long latin dick to me until he bottomed out; balls resting on balls. “Oh baby, that hole is so fucking hot,” he said. I told him, “Dude, your cock feels like it was made for my ass,” I said. “Fuck me, fuck me hard. Fuck me as hard as you want, I can handle it” Josué pulled out and pushed back in. He continued doing this while increasing his speed until he was slamming his cock in and out of me like a well-greased piston undulating frantically. The sounds coming from Josué and me were wild and untamed even animalistic. Josué’ thrusts grew faster and faster as did his breathing. He grabbed my ass cheeks and used them to gain momentum while fucking me. I could sense that he was about to cum and urged him on by squeezing my sphincter and moaning louder. Suddenly, he slammed forward, froze and at that point I could feel his dick pulsing and shooting his load deeper than any other cock had ever shot before. He was shooting a serious load in me. We stayed in this position for a moment while we caught our breath. Then Josué rested on my back leaving his cock buried in my ass. I could feel his heart slowly return to a normal rate. The afterglow felt so good that I wasn’t ready for it to end. I wanted him to stay just a few minutes more in this same position. His cum felt so warm inside me and I could feel his cock becoming slippery as his cum began to liquidity and to delate. Showing my appreciation, I clinched my butt muscles a few times. Josué responded by pulling his cock out a bit and pushing back in. We continued to rest and communicate nonverbally using only his cock and my ass. His cock began to stir inside me. Instead of resting on the last pump, Josué began to slowly pump in and out of me slowly sending the clear signal that he wanted to fuck again. He reached for the poppers and again took a long slow hit; one in each nostril and then handed them to me. I shook the bottle and snorted two nice long pulls on the poppers. His cock grew into a rock-hard pillar as he returned to a full out fucking stride. I grabbed onto the sheets and gripped them in order to deliver as hard fuck as before. This time his cum supplied the lube instead of spit and the wet-nasty sound of sloppy fucking was added to grunting and moaning that filled the room. There was a lot of incoherent babbling going on between us and at times, Josué broke into Spanish. He was deep dicking me at this point pulling completely out and aiming and shoving all the way back in. I could feel cum and ass juice splashing out and spraying across my ass and back. I reached between my legs and felt for his balls. I found them warm and soaked. In one swift move, Josué withdrew and jumped up on the bed in front of me and stuffed his drenched cock in my mouth. I started cleaning cum and ass juice from his cock. His dick was so warm from the friction of fucking that it actually soothed my throat. It didn’t take long for me to crave swallowing his cock to the root again. I took a deep breath and repeated several times the same technique I used to deep throat him earlier. Josué flipped me over onto my back and grabbed my hips and pulled me just off the edge of the bed. My ass was hanging off and he lifted my legs high in the air and shoved his cock back in me and started long-dicking me again. He spread my legs wide and leaned down and pushed his tongue down my throat while his cock was buried to the hilt. “Fuck me, man. Please fuck me. Give me that giant cock. Please!” I heard myself pleading. As his pelvic bone crashed into my ass, Josué snarled, “Fuck you! Fuck you! Bitch, You want another? You’re making me cum again. I’m breeding you.” And again I felt his cock pulse and spew his load, but this time he kept fucking me with the same intensity. Goddamn, was he going to go for a third load? Is that even possible? I was moaning, delirious and mumbling. I wanted to encourage another load from him, “Come on fucker. You got another in there? Let me have it. I fucking want it.” I needed to up my game and another hit of poppers would do the job. I needed to keep up with him. I tried to maintain my balance while I opened the bottle thinking he would slow down while I was taking a hit, but he actually increased speed. He kept pounding me as I shook the bottle and took a deep hit. I was barely able to keep from spilling them. I held the bottle up to Josué and he took a hit as well. He never slowed down at all. As I entered into an altered state, the energy from the fuck built to a crescendo. Josué let out a long loud continuous roar and slammed into my hole with such force that I swear part of his ball sack was inside me, too. I could feel pulse after pulse as he blew his third load in my man cunt. He was sweating profusely as he unloaded and rapidly shook his head trying to get the sweat out of his eyes. It reminded me of a puppy coming in from the rain. His cock remained buried deep inside me as his heart raced. We both regained our composure and calmed down. Josué slowly pulled his cock out and I scooted down and cleaned the goo off his slimy cock. Again the warmth was soothing to me. As I licked his cock and balls clean, he started to toy with my ass by fingering it. First one then added a second. Josué said, “Wow there is so much cum in here.” He added a third then a fourth finger. He pulled his palm from my ass and held it up so I could see. He had copious amounts of pearly white cum webbed between each of his fingers. There was so much cum. He replaced his palm in my ass and told me to take a hit of poppers. He started corkscrewing his fingers in and out of my ass causing me to squirm and “fuck” back. Suddenly he tucked his thumb into his palm and pushed. There was resistance, but the cum lubed his hand enough to let it pop through my ring. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I lay there writhing on his fist and grabbed my cock and started furiously jacking. Josué started fisting my ass in earnest by thrusting in and out of my hole in a steady rhythm. Each time he popped his fist back into my well-fucked cunt, my ass-ring would be stretched beyond its limit. I feverishly worked my cock starring directly into the soul of Josué. My balls began to churn as my hole was being punched. It didn’t take long before I blew a huge load all over my stomach and chest. We just lay there for a while recovering. I may have fallen asleep for a few seconds. After about 10 minutes Josué got up and went into the bathroom and cleaned up a little. When he returned he started to get dressed. We both had grins on our face because neither of us could deny this was some of the best sex either of us had ever had. Josué became a regular fuck buddy and we always had a hot time. Most of the time he would blow his load at least twice and on occasion, three times. We even had several three-ways. He was always hot and I will never forget deep throating that huge cock or the sore throat that I relished for several days afterward.

And that’s exactly what I am. Thanks, man.

That means a lot to me dude.

That’s all I ever wanted to do.

Thanks, man. One of the most intense experience ever.

I’m on it.

Dude, I miss it, too.

Fucking hot.

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Thanks, man. Glad you liked it. I get off knowing that.

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100% true.