Why do so many guys go out with their friends, hoping to pull a complete stranger? Don’t they realise how it puts people like me off approaching them? I mean, if I’m not overflowing with confidence, I’m not going to risk multiple humiliation by being given the brush-off in front of 2 or 3 of his mates, am I! Maybe the friends are a defence they can hide behind when they want to, only to emerge on ‘the hunt’ when they see a suitable prey?
Whatever, eventually this young guy comes into the bar – on his own – and aside from his short ginger hair, which is not my usual turn-on, he is what I would call ‘my type’; mid-twenties, not too tall, lightly built, clean-shaven, smart dresser, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and snuggly fitting jeans, providing a none-too-discreet hint of a bulge, set slightly to his left
Small Tits. Throughout all this, my own tool had maintained its solidity and had been constantly dribbling pre-cum everywhere; it was even down his back, as my organ was now pressed hard against his back, holding him upright on the bed. My heart was racing with excitement
. . He tried to push closer but the wall prevented him from getting closer, I couldn’t help but tease him, brushing up against him, so close but out of reach
Why do so many guys go out with their friends, hoping to pull a complete stranger? Don’t they realise how it puts people like me off approaching them? I mean, if I’m not overflowing with confidence, I’m not going to risk multiple humiliation by being given the brush-off in front of 2 or 3 of his mates, am I! Maybe the friends are a defence they can hide behind when they want to, only to emerge on ‘the hunt’ when they see a suitable prey?
Whatever, eventually this young guy comes into the bar – on his own – and aside from his short ginger hair, which is not my usual turn-on, he is what I would call ‘my type’; mid-twenties, not too tall, lightly built, clean-shaven, smart dresser, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and snuggly fitting jeans, providing a none-too-discreet hint of a bulge, set slightly to his left
Small Tits. Throughout all this, my own tool had maintained its solidity and had been constantly dribbling pre-cum everywhere; it was even down his back, as my organ was now pressed hard against his back, holding him upright on the bed. My heart was racing with excitement
. . He tried to push closer but the wall prevented him from getting closer, I couldn’t help but tease him, brushing up against him, so close but out of reach
Why do so many guys go out with their friends, hoping to pull a complete stranger? Don’t they realise how it puts people like me off approaching them? I mean, if I’m not overflowing with confidence, I’m not going to risk multiple humiliation by being given the brush-off in front of 2 or 3 of his mates, am I! Maybe the friends are a defence they can hide behind when they want to, only to emerge on ‘the hunt’ when they see a suitable prey?
Whatever, eventually this young guy comes into the bar – on his own – and aside from his short ginger hair, which is not my usual turn-on, he is what I would call ‘my type’; mid-twenties, not too tall, lightly built, clean-shaven, smart dresser, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and snuggly fitting jeans, providing a none-too-discreet hint of a bulge, set slightly to his left
Small Tits. Throughout all this, my own tool had maintained its solidity and had been constantly dribbling pre-cum everywhere; it was even down his back, as my organ was now pressed hard against his back, holding him upright on the bed. My heart was racing with excitement
. . He tried to push closer but the wall prevented him from getting closer, I couldn’t help but tease him, brushing up against him, so close but out of reach
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