Ian… AGAIN!!!

This little boy is not behaving himself, at least according to my definition. (But obviously this could be open to interpretation.) 

After dancing our respective asses off at the club (I had to take off my tee shirt), Ian INSISTS I come home with him, add he further enticed me with generous promises of pot, the only substance I smoke. 
We got really high, and after Tchaikovsky’s 5th symphony, a Woody Allen film. Then Ian takes a call on the deck with his iPhone and proceeds to plop in his pants. 
Why does he do this? I like masculine men, Ian is too nelly. Story of my life, why cannot I meet a man? 

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  1. Rhetorical indeed. Ian plopped his pants again last night, it appears that he cannot arrive at an orgasm any other way.

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