Feeling Old
Friday, March 14th, 2008It doesn’t help when you’re advancing in years to happen upon a porno model that looks criminally young, does it?
Still, this young-un is nineteen and lives not too far from me, or so I am told by Blake Mason, who have snapped him up and snapped him for our viewing delight.
He is “of age” and that’s all that matters with the young ones, isn’ it? Well, that and the contents of their underwear, natch.
Here’s what Blake Mason have to say:
Isn’t love-sickness supposed to be something you get over with age? Mmmm, that’s what I thought too! So how come I can’t get Doug out of my mind, eh? Yes, he may live just 10 minutes away… he may be cute as fuck, and sure, he plays basketball which explains why I love his lean, tight body, but why am I in love for the 5th time this year?
Well, I guess it’s down to that cheeky “guy-next-door” attitude, those longing looks I feel compelled to give him as he plays his ball-game on the streets. But most of all, I think it’s my imagination running wild, seeing him all hot and sweaty, naked, doing what all nineteen year olds do after a good hard workout… beating their meat 
Ooh, look at that! It appears I may not live too far from Blake Mason Towers, too. The South West of England just got a little sunnier!
A double dose of Readers Cock, today
