The Great Outdoors
Tuesday, November 27th, 2007OK, confession time. Last week I picked up a hustler in the park.
Dude was handsome but I didn’t know how hot he was till he stripped off at my place, his pecs jumping, his cock bobbing up and down. The trouble was, we started talking. This humanized him. It made him real, not an object. And we didn’t have sex. Which may be the worst confession of all. Until he told me about a friend he had, also hanging in the park. By then I had taken a few bucks out of the ATM - to cement the relationship, if you will - and my own urge was strong again. Got to tell you, these guys knew what they were doing. And, all things considered, I think I got a bargain deal.
New resolve - I’m staying away from that damn park.
- Jack X, keeping it safe




