Johnny Fuck Me Good
I met him at the local coffee shop. I walked in and ordered a grande mocha frappe. I payed for my drink, looked over to my left and saw him. Even though he sitting down, I could tell he was tall. Probably about 6'5. He was watching me, looking me up and down, satisfied with what he was seeing. I was admiring his features. His nice full lips, his chisled chest, and his nice big hands. Still sitting in a chair, I could see a bulge in his pants. I walked over, introducing myself."Hey, I'm Adam."...