Billy Needs To Feel In Control!
Billy's a butch, musclebound, straight boy from the deep South.
A real card-carrying hillbilly hick. When Billy moved to Chicago, he got a rent-by-the-week
trashy place in a very bad area of the city - my zone of preference
for rough trade. I'm a total legs-in-the-air cock hound sissy! One late night, I needed a sleaze
man. I met him in a 24-hour $3.95 breakfast joint. When I saw him,
my jaw dropped, my asshole tingled, and I made it real obvious. He gave me a sneer at first, but
we ended up taking it to a nearby alley.
Now, he calls me his 'bitch'. He still has that sneer and he lets me know he's doing me a favor.
Period.
That's just fine by me. He's about average
but REAL thick and loves to 'cornhole' - rough!
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