Beware The Health Food Shop Trap
Just been into * and * health food shop in the high street.
Me: “Do you have any raisins that aren’t covered in vegetable oil?”
Assistant: “We have organic”
Me (showing her the back of the packet): “These have vegetable oil on them too”
Assistant: “Oh!”
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October 5th, 2024 at 5:51 am
The one shower after his workout and practice had been a good start. But the walk home had tired him. But the massaging jets of water caressing across his muscular frame takes the weariness from his bones from this stressful day. “You lettin’ the beard grow on your face I see son?” His father asks him as his head bumps up under the chin of his towering son.
October 5th, 2024 at 10:23 am
His father steps into the shower turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. His father’s words are what he hears when he erupts. His cum streaming like liquid threads from the pee-hole of his rigid cock.
October 6th, 2024 at 3:15 pm
“What are you now son?” “I think all of us were sprouting wood today dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.”
October 6th, 2024 at 8:14 pm
“I’m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.” The son says. “Much bigger than you I should say.” He runs the towel through his curl-filled hair and down over his chest where the early signs of his manhood sprout like an uneven crop of hairs across his chest that run down to his furry-pillowed crotch. Where the throbbing from his hard-on springs back as the damp towel whips his erection back and forth with each swipe of the now dampened towel.
October 10th, 2024 at 7:10 pm
“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock.
October 11th, 2024 at 12:01 am
“Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”
October 13th, 2024 at 6:57 am
“Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.”
October 13th, 2024 at 11:39 am
The now lukewarm water streams through the curls of his hair rinsing away the last vestiges of the soapy lather. It all goes down the drain in a swirl of bubbles.