1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    myself the firmness of his biceps. They did not bulge like a weight-lifter, but there was no mistake about them being there. I found myself wishing that the SRS was already behind me, and I no longer had any worries about letting a Straight man seduce me. My little penis twitched in its tuck to punctuate my desires. I wanted him to want me. A few doors from where we had parked the car, Brian turned to lead us into a small bar and restaurant with a sign above the door that read &#034Little Paul's.&#034 The decor inside ran all to checkered tablecloths, wine bottles with candles in them, and murals of Roman ruins. &#034I hope you like Italian,&#034 said Brian. &#034It might not look like much at first, but the food is great here.&#034 I gave his arm a little squeeze. &#034It looks just wonderful,&#034 I said. &#034Brian! My Irish paisano!&#034 called a voice from over near the bar. A short, chubby man got up from a table there, and walked toward us. He wore a grey suit with a dark shirt and light grey tie, and looked like a character straight out of some low-budget gangster movie. I almost laughed when I saw him, but held that back. He was an incredible stereotype. &#034Hey, Brian!&#034 he said, slapping Brian on the back, and looking me over from head to toe. &#034You gonna' introduce me to the bella femina, or do I have to steal her away from you myself? Escuse, beautiful lady,&#034 he continued without letting Brian say anything, &#034Brian, he's a nice a'boy but he ...
    forget'a his manners sometimes. You can call'a me Little Paul. I own'a this place, but I always think there's a'something she is missing. Now you come'a here, and a'make my place beautiful for me. Let me show you to a good a'table. Brian, he's a come too. What is you name, beautiful lady?&#034 Little Paul was charming. He might sound like some sort of made-up character, but he was a very real person. A lot of writers have used some characters like him in their stories, but I met the prototype that day. Maybe all of them ate in that same restaurant at one time or another. He led us to a table near the wall away from the bar, and I answered his question. &#034That's a beautiful name for a beautiful lady,&#034 he said. &#034You sit, and talk to mi bambino Brian while I get'a you some vino, eh?&#034 Brian shook his head as Little Paul walked away. &#034I went to school with his daughter, and lived across the street from him, so he thinks of me like one of his own k**s. I hope you don't mind,&#034 he said. &#034Not at all,&#034 I answered. &#034I think he's sort of cute.&#034 Dinner and conversation with Brian was great. If I had felt that there was something special about him before, it grew the more I got to know about him. He was a policeman, but he was also taking courses for a degree in criminology and law in his off hours. He had aspirations of being more than a patrolman, and the sooner the better as far as he was concerned. &#034I'd like to be in a management area with the FBI or ...
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