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Driving To The Hunt

True Story: Warburg picked me up in his Chevy Avalanche right after work for a weekend of deer hunting at a mutual friend Dolph’s doublewide near Binghamton, NY. He was a real man’s man: 63 years old, 6’ tall, white slicked back hair, mustache, barrel chested and muscled from a lifetime as a union steelworker and a healthy love of guns and the outdoors. He was always up there staying with...

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Driving to the Hunt - Part 3

Morning came and my alarm went off at 4:30, I did not want to get up. Warburg was up already and I could hear the others milling around the kitchen. I got up and put on my layers, boy was I sore; I could barely bend down to put on my pants. Amazingly, my ass was not sore at all, it was all the muscles around my butt, hips and legs. Warburg and Rolph and Roy were having coffee and eating...

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Driving to the Hunt, Part 2

The second installment in the recap of the best week of my life. All willing participants were above legal age. All the events are true to the best of my recollection, only the names were changed. If you think this was you, drop me a line. We pulled off the road and up the gravel and ice driveway to the 3-bedroom double-wide that served as the hunting camp during the season. It was owned...

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Driving To The Hunt, Part 4

The fourth installment in the recap of the best week of my life; all willing participants were above legal age. All the events are true to the best of my recollection, only the names were changed. If you think this was you, drop me a line. I finished taking all the fluids that Rolph had to offer from his fat cock and we relaxed as he put it away and sat back down I was thinking about the...

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Office Punk

True Story Kathy, my secretary, was a whore. She was shacking up with an ex-con called Walt who, while looking like a dirt bag, bore a striking resemblance to John Holmes, my favorite porn star. She would come into work all strung out from her marathon sex sessions in front of a video camera with Walt and maybe a friend or two. She’d freely admit this and regale me with stories of his...