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  1. What frightens me is that all along, Boeing insisted that the 737 MAX was safe to fly. It clearly was not. So how in the world should or could anyone believe them now when they state they are "updating the system to make it less powerful while it will install a modified version when the Max returns to service."

  2. Well, I am impatient! I rooted around here and found this gem, a hot & hypothetical review of Benj. White hot!

     

    Benjamin showed up at my hotel room at the agreed upon time. I opened my door to find a tall strawberry-blond guy standing there. He was wearing a dirty, torn, white Jockey tanktop, a pair of tight 501s, blue and white Nike sneakers and a pair of Rayban sunglasses. I offered him my hand as a greeting and his took my hand in his large, rough hand and squeezed mine just a little too tight. Right then I knew I was in the presence of a man. He grunted, “Nice to meet you.”

    He walked into the room with a swagger that wasn’t cocky but rather told me that he was in charge. I offered him something to drink and in response, he walked up to me, took my throat in his large rough hand, put his face close to mine and said: “There’s only one thing I want” and then pressed his lips to mine – hard.

    From that point on, the memory is a large carnal blur, pocked with flashes of ecstasy:

    The moment I tore his jeans open to release his rock hard cock whose head was already smeared with precum.

    Pulling his ass cheeks open, him putting his hand on the back of my head and pushing my face and tongue into his hole that was dusted with fine blond hair.

    Him pinning my wrists back as he slid his cock into me for the first time.

    Benjamin slapping my face when I begged him to not hammer my ass so hard.

    And then fucking me even harder.

    Me almost cumming.

    Him pulling out before I shoot.

    Grabbing me by the hair and throwing me down on the floor.

    Him standing above me. Straddling me. His cock pointing to the ceiling.

    Him lowering himself down onto my cock.

    More blur.

    I see him riding up and down on my cock.

    His hard cock slapping against me as he goes up and down.

    His hands are working his nipples.

    His head is back.

    His breathing is deep and guttural.

    Moans.

    Oh god.

    His abs tense.

    Up and down.

    Faster.

    He screams: “You fucking bitch cunt faggot!”

    He looks into my eyes.

    He spits in my face.

    His body convulses.

    Without touching himself, his cock erupts with five massive spurts of cum that splash me in the face.

    My wrists are pinned behind my head.

    He licks the cum off my face.

    Blur.

    His foot is at my throat.

    I hear a command to cum.

    I do.

    The world goes dark.

    When I finally come back to reality, Benjamin is dressed, sitting in the corner, smoking a Marlborough (he obviously doesn't know it's a No Smoking room - or doesn't care). He smiles at me a smile that says: “you liked it, didn’t you bitch?” I wearily smile back. He gets up, walks to the dresser, takes the envelope with his money. I try to sit up, say “I’d like to give you a tip.” He walks over, squats next to me, kisses me hard on the lips and says: “YOU are my tip.”

    Then leaves.

  3. Yet, in the past on this board, you've boasted of traveling with escorts to Mexico. Who watches the kid?

     

    Seems mighty contradictory to me. I'd even go as far as to say it's all total bullshit :)

     

    Who watches the kid? His mother.

    Have I been able to get away on a quick sojourn with your old consort Noah Driver? Of course!

  4. My life is blessed being a single father JoJo. I don't have the time, money or freedom to take 60 days off and travel first class and stay in fance-dancy hotels. Maybe in my next life I'll be reincarnated as a high-end hooker.

     

    Welcome back Benj, get going on another blog entry before I get blue balls!

  5. Benj, it has been almost a month since your last blog entry, when do we get another treat? The urinal scene in Mexico, OMG. I popped a 'woody', got out some Lubriderm, and then bopped the baloney. No Pornhub needed for me!

    In your next blog entry, can you include something other than sexcapades? Perhaps shopping at Harrods, or on the Champs de Elysee. Maybe a story that makes us aquiver, like performing the Heimlich maneuver on a fellow First Class passenger when they're choking on their caviar.

    A blessed and exciting life you live, give us MORE! 15MinutesMore!

  6. I agree. Nothing better than a talented writer who can relate his delicious, audacious, salacious, lustful, sexy, arousing episodes of his life. Of course, it just makes me realize how boring mine is. I guess that is what a good writer does.

    Delicious is the word TruthBTold.

    He was the reason I hire Noah sometime ago, and we still trick together.Hot times just like his reviews!

    Noah and I agreed that there was no, absolutely NO reason for Benj to have taken a self-imposed exile for nearly a decade. Screw the people here that teased him about the scandal. They are simply jealous of all his abilities.

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