"It's not gonna suck itself!"
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You Need Some Help With That?
What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
Distractions
It's No Secret…
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Distractions
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Sausage Party
I never got invited to these parties, although did stumble into them at The 1808, The Playground, and at Mike's Night Gallery…
Boys Will Be Boys
This Guy
Meanwhile, In a Little-Used Stairwell of the Campus Library…
This Picture Reminds Me Of…

4th Grade and the arrival of the new PE teacher at my school. (Although nothing like this ever happened, much to my disappointment. Don't think I didn't fantasize about it!) Mr. Davis. Ex-marine, constant 3-day scruff, pencil-eraser nipples that popped through every shirt he wore, tight nylon shorts, furry legs and arms, bubble butt and tufts of hair always poking out of the neck of his t-shirt. It was the year I discovered masturbation and knew I was attracted to men and not women.