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I love live theatre. In this particular show, there was this very rugged, exquisite hairy guy. He must have been onstage 20 minutes. Normally, I would have ignored the boner growing in my trousers, but this time, I headed for the MEN'S ROOM as soon as the interval came. I flew into the stall, locked the door, and yanked down my trousers and shorts to unleash my purple, shiny peter. I was fierce, but on the brink when I sank my naked ass down. It pulsed and pulsed and hit the stall door. It was exhilirating and the shudders were delicious. I boning right now.

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Perhaps I need to add some information. I have all kinds of shame issues connected to my queer sexuality and just my horniness. There was a time when I would dismissed my erction as a nuisance and moved on. that night I decided I was going to celebrate my cock, and my exhilarating male radiance. For me it was a breakthrough of male self-esteem. I didn't store it for later, I acted then and there and it felt INCREDIBLE. They're lucky I went to the john.

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