I hadn't expected to see Eric again so soon. He's an easy fuck. Like most gay or bi guys, he's a bottom. He tried acting like he's all straight and Mr Tough Guy, but he's totally fem. He tried coming off as indifferent.
Get him by himself and he's all fem. No, he says he's not that way, just giving you male satisfaction. All it takes to take him is one high gravity beer. Erik is 6'5", but he's scared of people, they've beaten him up all his life.
I caught up with him regularly after that. A lot of times he tried getting away, but most of the time I ended up bringing him around and fucking him full throttle.
He was amazed that I had ten inches, while he was almost a foot taller than me, but I have ten inches and he had six inches. He thought he was big until we got in bed together.
I see him fairly regular. He quit acting shy and frequently went looking for me, in order for me to fuck him again. In the town I grew up in, Main St divided east and west. We lived in the east end of town.
It seemed like we had more trouble reported from the west side. In fact, things are fairly equal, just a strange political party stirring things up in order to have something to fight about.
Erik seemed to ride above it all. While we were out fighting, Erik was fighting for more gay pride demonstrations. We worked the system while guys like him allowed the system to work them.
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