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Something I learned that I like
When I was twenty I was a 'loner', I didn't socialize outside of the family. My family owned a wholesale business and I worked there since I was old enough to. At twenty I was driving the delivery truck.
I went to a client to make a delivery. He asked me inside for him to get his checkbook and write me a check. On his mantle was something, I had to get closer. It was several penises, lacquered. One was human, the others animal.
He came over and told me it was a little hobby of his, collecting penises. This one, I recognized, was a plaster cast of his penis. This one was a goat penis, this one was a Doberman penis, this one was a deer penis. He pointed out that you didn't want a penis too big, sounds good but doesn't work out too good. Like his friend that wanted a horse penis. Better to imagine it, than do it. He preferred the Doberman penis, personally.
He stood behind me, and grabbed my shoulders, and humped my ass. Unless you like a live penis as he rubbed himself hard against me. I was at a loss for words. Scared really. He grabbed my penis in my pants. What have you got there, he asked me. Let's see how you size up, and taking my penis out of my pants he brought the goat penis beside it. Mama goat wouldn't be pleased, he said.
With my penis out, in his hand, as he rubbed it, I got hard and embarrassed. He showed me his penis, as if it was nothing. He told me to grab it and massage him. We would rub our penises together and see what came of it. He kissed me while he held my penis, and I held his penis. He kissed me, with tongue. Before he sat on his sofa and sucked my penis while he held me by the hips.
I sucked his penis, and we were naked on his bed, and we kissed, or rather he kissed me. He offered any of the penises on the mantel. Or if I wanted the real thing, a hot penis, he would be glad to shove it up my ass. Of course, he never meant to use one of the lacquered penises, he intended to use his penis which he did and I learned that I really liked that.
He was a one time delivery, not a repeat customer. But one day, he sent it in the mail, I opened it and found the Doberman's penis in a box for my keeping. Whenever I need to feel that feeling I hold my Doberman penis in my hand, it always does the trick, it gets me ready for the him. While the lacquered penis sits on my dresser.
WTF???