The last lap. I leaned forward as well, but not before noticing that the back of his jeans were loose enough that I could see the white jockeys he had on underneath them. The sergeant in charge looked at the youths, and let out a horselaugh. His face was long and narrow, his nose matching his face. I am flattered and more than eager to fulfill his wishes. He stood up for himself, as the reader would guess by now. If you've never had paisley sex, I highly recommend it.
One of the pledges actually started to cry.
He was now stripped of that security, of that sense of manhood. Joey"s surprise visit. By the time the end of my shift came around, I was horny as hell.
And no hangover, you've got to like that