CASTING COUCH – GARY BRADSHAW
A smiling and quite excited young gun shows up at my door. He has a big shit-eating grin on his face as he introduces himself to me. Now, a tall gangly teenager being this cocky can only mean one thing. He must know something I can't see right off the bat. I'd bet that he's got a big secret hidden in those jeans of his? and we all know I am never one to turn an eager young man away from my door. Gary has full head of beach bum hair, a big smile, and something to prove to the world. He has gotten lots of compliments from the ladies on his special talent, and has even started checking out other guys? units to see how they measure up. Gary is more than happy to drop trow and start summoning his demon through his boxers. The jeans slide off his long, hairy, lean runner's legs and expose a beautifully unkempt bush. He rocks his thick cock to and fro until the swollen monster is stiff as a board. With my trusty tape, we are both pleased with how Gary measures up and I let him get back to business. Well, of course after my hand indulges in a few lingering moments around his thick cock. Gary gets a little more comfortable and reclines against the pillows with his legs splayed open so I can get just the slightest glimpse of his hairy young ass. Faster and faster he strokes, until Gary falls back and long white straight boy ropes swing out of his fat tip. With his big dick and cum shot like that, Gary is going to go a long, long way.
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