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Time didn't matter, but it had to be considered. Once again, my cock betrayed me and it sprung to life. "Karl already has a daddy," the man said shortly, and Francesco knew that was a cue for him to shut the hell up.

For now, he decided to change tack. I could drink, smoke, and fuck as much as I wanted, and I certainly was taking advantage of my new freedom.

I'm a very attractive guy, or at least everyone said I was.

His balls sat puffy in his big hand as he held the whole package up to the dim light.

I need you inside me." I said.

"Good boy."

He stood up and shoved his dick in mouth again to get it ready. But even as he laughed, under the naked clear sky, the sun kissing his shoulders, he couldn't help thinking of Morgan's words.

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He had made a promise that he wouldn't go around cruising for cock as his lovers thought him capable of doing. I felt so submissive. It didn't have great equipment and it was always too busy. As I felt shot after shot of cum deep inside me, I lost it and began to cum too. He moaned as Morgan felt his ass and grabbed his butt cheeks hard. He went to the kitchen for beer, and I sat on a leather couch as smooth as my hairless ass.

"Nice place," I said when he returned.

He broke off the kiss and stroked our cocks together. I was hopeful I would see this man again and decided to wear my best gym clothes. Why can't I get men out of my mind?

The week began and I was so busy I didn't have a ton of time to question my sexuality. "Come in," he barked. Finally, the old man got up and left.

"How are your legs feeling?

You're a really good looking boy.