KOROA DOTTED
Yesterday I read the short story "Sweet Illusion" which is actually a disappointment and even agreed with it. But what happened today changed my mind. I'm a young old man who takes care of himself and walks almost every day. But today's one is gonna get into my story. I was doing the first part of my daily physical activity, a quick walk.
Today, because it was Hallelujah's Saturday, the track was empty, few people, but from afar I see a guy on a bike. Although far away, I notice that he's a guy with a high stature, he's worked out and he's riding his bike with his exercise. I look well, with the conviction that the great distance that separated us, he wouldn't even notice. Well, I was in the middle of my city's cooperative track, where we turn around and come back. It's a wilderness place at other times, but in the late afternoon there's always plenty of people.
When I'm starting my lap, the guy on the bike shows up in front of me and asks me for fire. I laugh because I don't smoke and I was walking and it's absurd to take cigarettes at the moment. I laughed, but I looked at that beautiful, knit, well-turned gym physicist in a guy about 22 years old. He went straight:
- I saw you looking at me back there, like it?
I replied quickly and without believing what I heard: "Now even more."
He smiled and asked what he liked and I replied that everything since without violence and always with great affection. He asked me if I liked big dick, said yes, then he said to me: "Is mine six inches, like? What about yours? "I said mine was smaller, but horny: "15 cm".
I was totally unprepared for that case. He looked at it and said there wasn't any nice broken. I agreed and it was still clear. But I couldn't miss the opportunity, in madness I gave him my cell phone number.
He'd have to memorize it because we didn't even have a pen. I went out on a hard drive and continued my walk. When I arrive on the other side of the track, already on arrival, I see him there (logic that I noticed he had passed me). I went to do my stretching and he started showing off to me, giving me deadly and playing capoeira alone. I just looked (and babei). I left for my second stage of my exercise which is to take the same route only running. I left it behind. Of course I always looked back in the hope that he'd followed me. But he didn't follow me.
Upon returning to the beginning of the track he was there. He came to a more private place and asked if he was still excited. I said yes. He wanted to see my dick. I opened the Velcro shorts, he looked, but he was not satisfied. He told me to follow him. And so I did, him on his bike and me running behind. He walked into a mall parking lot, followed him. Getting there he asked to see my dick again. I lowered my shorts even more and showed him. He took it. Your hand was bigger than my dick. I asked to see his and he lowered his shorts. How beautiful his dick was, well-turned, big as he had said.
I took him and I felt his strength. He asked me if I was coming fast, and I said at the speed he wanted, because I have good control over the ejaculation. He said:
- Give him a quick hand job! I want to see you come hot.
I obeyed and hit one quickly (also in a hurry). When I was knocking, I asked him to show off his biceps for me. He showed his arm, beautiful and well-turned. When I was coming I told him and he kept hitting me. I came in his hand. It was too good!
Today, because it was Hallelujah's Saturday, the track was empty, few people, but from afar I see a guy on a bike. Although far away, I notice that he's a guy with a high stature, he's worked out and he's riding his bike with his exercise. I look well, with the conviction that the great distance that separated us, he wouldn't even notice. Well, I was in the middle of my city's cooperative track, where we turn around and come back. It's a wilderness place at other times, but in the late afternoon there's always plenty of people.
When I'm starting my lap, the guy on the bike shows up in front of me and asks me for fire. I laugh because I don't smoke and I was walking and it's absurd to take cigarettes at the moment. I laughed, but I looked at that beautiful, knit, well-turned gym physicist in a guy about 22 years old. He went straight:
- I saw you looking at me back there, like it?
I replied quickly and without believing what I heard: "Now even more."
He smiled and asked what he liked and I replied that everything since without violence and always with great affection. He asked me if I liked big dick, said yes, then he said to me: "Is mine six inches, like? What about yours? "I said mine was smaller, but horny: "15 cm".
I was totally unprepared for that case. He looked at it and said there wasn't any nice broken. I agreed and it was still clear. But I couldn't miss the opportunity, in madness I gave him my cell phone number.
He'd have to memorize it because we didn't even have a pen. I went out on a hard drive and continued my walk. When I arrive on the other side of the track, already on arrival, I see him there (logic that I noticed he had passed me). I went to do my stretching and he started showing off to me, giving me deadly and playing capoeira alone. I just looked (and babei). I left for my second stage of my exercise which is to take the same route only running. I left it behind. Of course I always looked back in the hope that he'd followed me. But he didn't follow me.
Upon returning to the beginning of the track he was there. He came to a more private place and asked if he was still excited. I said yes. He wanted to see my dick. I opened the Velcro shorts, he looked, but he was not satisfied. He told me to follow him. And so I did, him on his bike and me running behind. He walked into a mall parking lot, followed him. Getting there he asked to see my dick again. I lowered my shorts even more and showed him. He took it. Your hand was bigger than my dick. I asked to see his and he lowered his shorts. How beautiful his dick was, well-turned, big as he had said.
I took him and I felt his strength. He asked me if I was coming fast, and I said at the speed he wanted, because I have good control over the ejaculation. He said:
- Give him a quick hand job! I want to see you come hot.
I obeyed and hit one quickly (also in a hurry). When I was knocking, I asked him to show off his biceps for me. He showed his arm, beautiful and well-turned. When I was coming I told him and he kept hitting me. I came in his hand. It was too good!
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