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My hair was long, shorts were short and tight and my lips rosy red against my summer tan. He was being watched from one window to another as he rode along the block to the cul de sac. The schwinn was let down at the driveways edge and he skipped slash ran towards the side door.
Mr. Butlers cock was raging by the time he heard the tap at the carport screen door - he had timed it perfectly so that the he was just out of the shower and toweling off that he could let the little ****** get a good look at his penis.
Paper collection day was the first wednesday of each month which was like $1.50 or so. He checked his notebook as some houses paid in advance some paid month to month. Mr Butler owed this month and for last. As he walked down the drive he knew they had a big dog and it probably would start a bunch of commotion. Mr Butler was a teacher and a baseball coach at the high school - slight build, dark hair, moderately hairy and around 50 years old. He had seen him in his white uniform in his sister yearbooks and remembered how big his bulge was and how cute his, now off to college - sons were.
The house was dark except for the bathroom light that beamed into the hall way which was in direct line of sight from the carport door. It felt a little odd. No dog barking and the house seemed really dark and quiet for such a hot summer late afternoon as he tapped on the screen door.
Adjusting his eyes he could see right down the hallway where Mr Butler was naked drying himself off. He hadn't heard him tap and was leaning over with the towel. His enormous balls hung down like a bulls key chain.
Perfect - I pretended not to hear him at the door - I bent over and gave him a show of my big balls. I pivoted and pulled the towel up over my eyes as to dry off my hair and gave him a good look of my slightly swollen cock while I got some good constant eye of his little pecker pointing to me thru his skimpy nylon shorts.
Just to see his nelly little self skipping and running all over is way to much for a few guys around - Mr. Butler had heard some talk! How he was seen down at the river a few times. He had even heard that he was sucking off cocks every chance he had and that came right from the preacher himself while they were out carousing one night, both drunk and in a pissin match.
If its true what they were saying - then Mr. Butler was going to feed some cum to a little cocksucker. Actually the plan had been in the making for a long time. He installed outdoor cameras then two wireless cameras at the bathroom door and door to the carport. It took awhile to get that all right since he didn't have much alone time at the house. Now it just needed to happen.
I remember how I got that weird feeling at the bathroom at the baseball fields. Mr. Butler wasn't coaching at this game and there were just a few people milling about underneath the stand. He hadn't realized and picked up on the fact this was a very popular cruising spot for gay sex.
My hair was long, shorts were short and tight and my lips rosy red against my summer tan. He was being watched from one window to another as he rode along the block to the cul de sac. The schwinn was let down at the driveways edge and he skipped slash ran towards the side door.
Mr. Butlers cock was raging by the time he heard the tap at the carport screen door - he had timed it perfectly so that the he was just out of the shower and toweling off that he could let the little ****** get a good look at his penis.
Paper collection day was the first wednesday of each month which was like $1.50 or so. He checked his notebook as some houses paid in advance some paid month to month. Mr Butler owed this month and for last. As he walked down the drive he knew they had a big dog and it probably would start a bunch of commotion. Mr Butler was a teacher and a baseball coach at the high school - slight build, dark hair, moderately hairy and around 50 years old. He had seen him in his white uniform in his sister yearbooks and remembered how big his bulge was and how cute his, now off to college - sons were.
The house was dark except for the bathroom light that beamed into the hall way which was in direct line of sight from the carport door. It felt a little odd. No dog barking and the house seemed really dark and quiet for such a hot summer late afternoon as he tapped on the screen door.
Adjusting his eyes he could see right down the hallway where Mr Butler was naked drying himself off. He hadn't heard him tap and was leaning over with the towel. His enormous balls hung down like a bulls key chain.
Perfect - I pretended not to hear him at the door - I bent over and gave him a show of my big balls. I pivoted and pulled the towel up over my eyes as to dry off my hair and gave him a good look of my slightly swollen cock while I got some good constant eye of his little pecker pointing to me thru his skimpy nylon shorts.
Just to see his nelly little self skipping and running all over is way to much for a few guys around - Mr. Butler had heard some talk! How he was seen down at the river a few times. He had even heard that he was sucking off cocks every chance he had and that came right from the preacher himself while they were out carousing one night, both drunk and in a pissin match.
If its true what they were saying - then Mr. Butler was going to feed some cum to a little cocksucker. Actually the plan had been in the making for a long time. He installed outdoor cameras then two wireless cameras at the bathroom door and door to the carport. It took awhile to get that all right since he didn't have much alone time at the house. Now it just needed to happen.
I remember how I got that weird feeling at the bathroom at the baseball fields. Mr. Butler wasn't coaching at this game and there were just a few people milling about underneath the stand. He hadn't realized and picked up on the fact this was a very popular cruising spot for gay sex.
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