Posts Tagged ‘paul’
lust.
12Jun07
I’ll be in London soon. Paul and I have an agreement that there will be no sex – I’m monogamous. Monogamous and underfucked. Monogamous and perpetually wet. My dreams are thick with gangbangs and jaw-cramping cock.
Paul calls me from an hotel with his cock in his hand and I’m pacing around [...]
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a few pre-coital moments.
04May07
I’m in the habit of removing my pants the moment I enter his room. While he gets me a glass of water, I hop up on the window sill and lean back against the glass in my shirt and cheap cotton underpants. He places the cup of water beside me and then takes [...]
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Paul is coming to town.
01May07
Paul is coming to town. Rather than going to London, London is finally coming to me, landing in my lap, in my mouth, in my ass. I cannot wait.
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