Great Moments In Nature: When a coach breeds his star quarterback.
Looking at this photo of him, it’s remarkable how much my youngest boy looks like my best friend.
I know who he is…. the father of my youngest son. My wife doesn’t know that I know that he’s the dad of our youngest blond boy…He’s sitting next to me, his eyes focussed on that Alpha…as if he instinctively knows that Mustang is his real dad… Best is: my wife’s pregnant again…
Love those boots
Bud, here’s the proof of me wearing your boots…..They are wet from sweat and smell fucking hot…I’ve been wearing them sockless at the rodeo all day.
Hey bro…just a pic so you know that I’m at your place. Just got back from working all day. I’m filthy and smelly… Gonna slip into your new bike leathers without taking shower and ride a bit…Gonna filth and stink ‘em up!
"You have a nice place here, man…….don’t be shy……why don’t you come over here and relax……show me how honored you are to have picked up a studly hitchhiker like me by showing me the respect I deserve……worship my nasty old, beat up boots….worship them…..I wanna see you make out with them, jock buy…"
"Thank you….Sir. I am all yours to use & abuse"
Start with the boots….get ‘em slick in spit….then up those legs….deep sniff that sweaty hole: a hole sweaty from riding horses all day…..suck the sweat off his cowboy balls….balls full off cowboy jizz.
cowboy with his dirty boots.. so friggin hot
imagining where those boots have been
Fuck yeah! Those wet spots on the boots can only be from when he dragged them through the piss-soaked urinals at the truck stop outside of town…..He knows the local football jock fag would go wild to suck on them afte football practise, getting into his pick up and heading to a secluded spot….