I went out on a date Friday night. It was a new experience for me, dating a man. I don’t have a problem with those who do it, and after trying it myself I can honestly say that I will do it again. Of course I thought my wife might have a problem so I had to keep it from her. We were staying at the Ronald McDonald house so we were already in town. At 2 am I climbed out of bed. I threw on a pair of shorts and snuck out of the room. I wanted to meet him out at a restaurant or something, but nothing is open at that time downtown, so I just met him at his place.
I weigh over 200 pounds in large part because of what I eat. He is on one of those liquid diets in those self help books. He drank about one and a half ounces, and he weighs under five pounds. The odd thing is that he’s mostly short. For someone who eats so little he sure was chubby. After dinner, he burped on me. I have to admit that we spoke for a while after dinner, but I dominated the conversation. To make matters worse, I spent the entire time with my date talking about my wife. I felt kind of foolish, but he was a really good listener. After a while we just sat there holding hands.
I don’t know how it started, but before I knew it, I laid him down on the bed and was taking his clothes off. I won’t go into too much detail on this family blog, but WOW! When I removed his pants all I could think was ‘How did something so big fit into a space that small?’ I was both afraid and impressed. Needless to say, we ended up sleeping together. He was on top. He grabbed my nipples – hard. I’ve been around the block a few times, but he shared bodily fluids that I never seen before. He was tender. He was caring. He loved me.
Eventually, it was time to leave. When I told him I had to go, he didn’t complain. He understood I had a wife waiting for me less than a mile away. It broke my heart to leave him, but the world we live in would never accept our relationship. I love him so much. I gently kissed him goodbye. I think he defecated on himself. I can’t wait until I get to see him again.
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Sweet and disturbing all at the same time. Only you could make a person feel both emotions, Big Ali.
LOL! Give Mama Ali a chance! I don't think she'd have been jealous, but she might have been mad you didn't invite her along for the fun!
You, my son, are in need of help. Not only do you write this pornography but you call and tell me "Do yourself a favor and read the blog." I would call you a sick puppy but I have never seen a 200 lbs. puppy.
Traci, I didn't see the comment you left earlier so here is the answer. They don't like babies to sleep on the tummy because sometimes babies get their airways blocked by pillows or other bedding. When that happens they can die from somethings called SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome). Little ones may not recognize that they are suffocating or may not have the muscles to move themselves to a good position. With Jordan, he is hooked up to a bunch of sensors that would start blaring if he stopped breathing. However, when he gets into a crib, they will start preparing him to go home and will no longer let him lie on his belly.
Ashton has always slept on his belly!
I think you have been watching to much TV. (it is funny....LOLO!!) You might want to find a comedy club to moonlight at and give up accounting........
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