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off a building site don't do mue either - I guess that's why I find myself jag off alone alot. I went back to the table and without sitting back down told the others I had to get home, I kinda alluded to having some girlfriend waiting for me but that lete bullshit, but it got me outta there. When I got outside I noticed just how cold it was, the air was freezing but dry, I stood there for a few moments trying to decide what to do - I was in a part of the city I didn't know too well and so I couldn't think of any place to go. I had noticed a park further down the road but it looked dodgy, I got the feeling this was the kind of place a bloke'd be bashed for being in a park too late. Standing there with steam clouding up the air I started to think I'd done a stupid thing, I could go baside the pub and tell em' I'd decided to stay but in the end I decided I wao be alone. I could see my dick would be going nowhere. Zipping up my jacket I decided to walk
off some of the beer and then catch a cab a few blocks from the pub. On the way
undid my zip to have a piss. I held my did started to piss, it was then that it started to hit me: I was horny. The boss'd been w us damn hard with this current job so for the last two weeks I hadn't jerked off once, everytime I got into bed I pretty much went straight to sleep. But now as I looked down at my circumcised dick with the clear piss p out I started to get the urge for some a. I k wouldn't take much prodding to get Layton n' a couple of the others to start thinking about their dicks, trouble is they go for womaime and to even hint at anything else would result in a bashing. I've hought of myself as a poof, fact is I've hought much at all about all that gay shit, but I'm not a fu' idiot, from the age of 21 I've known damn well what I like to do with my did like it or not, I like other dicks. I've got no fu' patieh those guys who always wear new clothes, then again, queens who dress like somethin'