Visiting home from studies
The boys and girs at uni had been making me feel very at home for a country boy, and I'd been getting into the shameless swing of dorm life. When my parents invited me up home for my birthday weekend, I was happy to go, but I wasn't going to go without partying, especially in my first time up there now that I'm old enough to buy drinks.
On my first night there I went straight to the beach bar. I was drinking so much that I didn't care who knew I was down to fuck. Plenty of people got busy on the beach anyway, our small town could party as much as any city, and let the perverts watch.
I brought home a boy whose body was as smooth as his buldge was huge. The soft fabric of his pants had been cupping a great thick creature that I'd had my eyes on for hours. He'd been dancing with me l
On my first night there I went straight to the beach bar. I was drinking so much that I didn't care who knew I was down to fuck. Plenty of people got busy on the beach anyway, our small town could party as much as any city, and let the perverts watch.
I brought home a boy whose body was as smooth as his buldge was huge. The soft fabric of his pants had been cupping a great thick creature that I'd had my eyes on for hours. He'd been dancing with me l