House Rules
It’s for your own good.
1 CommentThe wife’s out of the town and the pizza guy is on his way.
“Hey Dad,” I said. “How horny are you, like, on a scale of one to ten?” Dad smirked.
“Why’s that?”
“This is gonna sound nuts…”
As much as I resented his laziness, I couldn’t help but lust after this hot guy. I lived for the times when he came home from work all sweaty, leaving his bedroom door open a crack so I could sneak a peak while he stripped off his work clothes. He’d come out in a pair of mesh shorts and a tight t-shirt and I’d watch the firm mounds of his ass as he strode down the hall.
A dead night at a restaurant turns into an all-u-can-eat ass buffet.
I worked with this guy who said nobody’d ever been able to give him an orgasm…
Tom watched Billy’s butt as it swayed back and forth. It was a nice butt, tight and cute in navy-blue work trousers. Looking at it made him feel less bored.
A hot Italian landlord gets acquainted with his tenant.
I started to relish the idea of spending the week in the country, alone in my parent’s house. I had a big bag of some good weed, and some books to pass the time. I’d figured I’d be shit out of luck as far as getting some dick was concerned; little did I know…