3:30 am, the barbecue had been over for about half an hour, and you headed into the backyard to clean up some spare solo cups when you hear someone call out.
"come on in!" the big oaf in the deflating kiddie pool says, clearly loaded. you didn't recognize him (how'd he even get invited??), and don't remember buying any sparklers for the cookout. the big dog's cock bobbed heavily in the water, hefted out of some ratty hi-vis swim trunks. You realize you still haven't said anything, but notice that you're breathing faster than you were a second a go. You think of what to say...
"Wanna stay the night?"
rusty's always the last guy to leave the party... happy 4th, gang!!
TiredFins
2023-07-05 17:24:06 +0000 UTCSporko
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