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This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:
 
When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.
 
We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:
 
When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.
 
We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:
 
When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.
 
We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:
 
When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.
 
We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

Amazing ... Vanson leathers are some of the finest ... sigh

Amazing ... Vanson leathers are some of the finest ... sigh

Is this a perfect chest, or what? Any idea who he is?

Is this a perfect chest, or what? Any idea who he is?

“Marc” went to Eisenhower High School (go Panthers) in Decatur Illinois - Long time ago, I went to college not far away; anyhow “Marc” of course, is probably not his name. I sent him a friendly email and all I got back was a “text me if u want an appointment” message, so he’s not terribly communicative. But he’s damn cute and well-hung for sure. Sure would like to toss a ball or two his way.

“Marc” went to Eisenhower High School (go Panthers) in Decatur Illinois - Long time ago, I went to college not far away; anyhow “Marc” of course, is probably not his name. I sent him a friendly email and all I got back was a “text me if u want an appointment” message, so he’s not terribly communicative. But he’s damn cute and well-hung for sure. Sure would like to toss a ball or two his way.

Not sure which is more stunning, the pits or those gorgeous nips...

Not sure which is more stunning, the pits or those gorgeous nips...

Not sure which is more stunning, the pits or those gorgeous nips...

Not sure which is more stunning, the pits or those gorgeous nips...

Not sure which is more stunning, the pits or those gorgeous nips...

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Yes, it sure is. I suppose spelling/typing skills aren’t necessary for a nice rub. Thanks,

A number of years ago, in a large midwestern city, there was a quasi brothel. The owner advertised a little in the local gay paper, but mostly it was word-of-mouth. Clients would call a number and discretely discuss what they were looking for. The receptionist would list what was currently on the “menu” and go from there. Once the client picked a selection, then there would be a call-back for verification. Then a date/time was set for the event. The client goes to a location and meets a person who does a quick little interview, collects the fee, and gives the client a door key and an address. Client goes to the address, uses the key, goes in, and meets the escort and the fun begins. Upon conclusion, client leaves door key with escort and leaves. It worked very well for several years. The internet and online escort advertising pretty much ended it all. I was never disappointed.

A number of years ago, in a large midwestern city, there was a quasi brothel. The owner advertised a little in the local gay paper, but mostly it was word-of-mouth. Clients would call a number and discretely discuss what they were looking for. The receptionist would list what was currently on the “menu” and go from there. Once the client picked a selection, then there would be a call-back for verification. Then a date/time was set for the event. The client goes to a location and meets a person who does a quick little interview, collects the fee, and gives the client a door key and an address. Client goes to the address, uses the key, goes in, and meets the escort and the fun begins. Upon conclusion, client leaves door key with escort and leaves. It worked very well for several years. The internet and online escort advertising pretty much ended it all. I was never disappointed.

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My brother is a pastor (go figure) and he has recommended other churches to congregants who may be looking for something new or different. He’d rather they find something else than just stop attending altogether.