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John / Andrew
Hair type: Brown / Blond
Ethinicity: North American / North American
Cock Type: Uncut / Cut
Set Type: Pictures
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Pictures: 82 | Added: 01-21-2002
I had to laugh.
I just couldn't help it.
There I was, reading last week's preview piece here on the site - you know, the one about the South American kid who turns out to be the son of the police chief [oops, hope I haven't spoiled it for you if you haven't read it yet!] - and I just had to laugh.
It was that bit right at the beginning where the guy who wrote it called someone a "disco bunny".
Right then I had to feel sorry for the poor chump. He puts all that effort into writing the story and making himself look like some sort of globetrotting sexual athlete and cool dude - and then gives it all away with a coupla' badly chosen words.
Gee, man, don't you realise that now we all know that you're pushing 50 if you're a day. I bet you're still doing your Saturday-Night-Fever-vintage John Travolta impersonation. I can hear the rattle of that chunky gold chain around your neck from here.
Disco bunny? Per-leeze…..
Funnily enough, though, it was only last week that a friend of mine used the word "bunnies".
Well, actually I'm bending the truth when I say that.
The real word he used was "rabbits".
He was referring to me and my boyfriend John at the time.
And he wasn't trying to suggest that we were particularly fond of carrots either.
Whatever the reason, John and I have something of a reputation.
For sex.
I still think we have perfectly normal sex drives for kids our age.
Our friends beg to differ.
Hence the rabbits tag.
But maybe I'll let you judge for yourself.
Let's take last night, for instance.
A perfectly normal evening - no different from millions of other guys, I'd guess.
It started off with John arriving home from work. He's on the left in the pic. I'd already been in for some time.
John and I have both got really tough jobs and we like to unwind once the day's through. He pulled off my shirt. [Perfectly normal behaviour, if you ask me. After all, I was pretty sweaty after a hard day. In any case, when you get home from work it's best to change into something casual, don't you agree?] As John stripped the clothes from me, I helped him undress too. [If a friend can't help a friend - perfectly innocently - out of his clothes after a tough day, what's the world coming to? I really can't believe it that people think there has to be anything sexual about all this.] And once we were down to our underwear [just to cool off], we gave each other a kiss. [And what exactly is wrong with that? When you're pleased to see a friend, don't you think that's the right thing to do? The Russians do it all the time, don't they?] Now when I told you that John had had a hard day at work, you might find that difficult to believe. It's true that he sits in front of a computer screen all day - but, man, that can be tough. Your muscles seize up if you're not careful. So John and I make sure that [just to help each other out as good friends] we give each other a massage as soon as we get home every evening. Nothing special - we do it just standing up. All the same, it's a very relaxing way to unwind. And I'm not embarrassed to say, either, that I try to give particular attention to the parts of John's body that need most attention. [Like I pointed out just now, John's work means he's sitting on his butt all day. That means that the muscles in his ass need a special working out. I'm more than happy to help my friend and John says he really feels the benefit of this bit.] Then, every night, we take a shower. Together, of course. [Not only is it more friendly to do that, but we save on the cost of electricity and - more important - save water and do our bit to help the environment. There is no other reason - understand?] Of course, John and I are only human. We're the first to admit that. And it's just natural, isn't it, that two gay guys in the shower together are going to get a bit… well… aroused. It doesn't mean anything, does it. It's just a normal physical reaction. And in that sort of situation I think it's just a pretty neighbourly thing to do, to help a friend out… Just part of relieving that stress of everyday life that I've been telling you about. [For the very last time, let me make it absolutely clear to you that there really is nothing sexual in any of this at all. And I do hope that, if you hear anyone in town referring to John and me as "rabbits" in future, you'll help me put the record straight.]
And I told you before that he's my boyfriend. So, quite clearly, we're gay.
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