Feb 28
| Heaven can be simply described as – gogoboy Alex Sanchez. Club Hombres held their Mr. February event at Club Cobra last night with wall to wall hot boys and the sexiest strippers you’d ever want to give up your rent check to. In the mix of all the horniness was one of my all time favorite gogoboys Alex – whom I have mentioned once or twice – won last months Mr. January Contest. He jumped on top of the gogo box in his camouflage bikini briefs – hugging his bubble butt perfectly – clinging to his inner thigh. The soft cotton mesh wrapped around his package like a mummy encased in a tomb. Out came my dollars as I approached him – anticipating his sexiness – euphoria rising. Once in front of Alex, my expectations went way beyond imagination – as they always do when I am in his presence. His smile cuts through the fog machine’s smoke – it entrances you for a moment as you stand there dumbfounded upon his gaze. I added my dollars to the collection of bills stuffed in his shorts. He grabbed both of my hands and slid them down his chest, over his nipple rings, across his ripped abs and around his cotton briefs – pausing it there for a moment. He gave me a kiss on my cheek and we talked for a brief time – about what – I cannot remember. The conversation is a blur – however – the memory of my hand resting upon his leg, the softness of his leg hairs brushing against my skin, feeling his breath against me – inhaling his intoxicating scent – as beads of his sweat drop against my face while he talks – that my friend, will never be forgotten. Another kiss upon my cheek and I float away, leaving forlorn. |
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