03 Jun
Twink sucks for a ride
twink hitchhiker
The miles continued to speed by. Every so often the blip from his radar detector would cause him to involuntarily ease off the accelerator, only to floor it again within a few minutes. The miles passed into the void of blackness that enveloped the road.
The exit quickly approached. As Jeff slowed to take the curve, he
recognized the gas station across the road. Jeff had stopped there
with Peter once to fill up his car. His heart began to beat faster as
he drove the last few miles to campus. Everything was familiar now.
Jeff had been there only about 3 times before, but he only felt really
good about himself when he was with Peter, and so he had memorized
everything about Peter's environment. There was dip in the road just
after the McDonalds, and his trucks' springs squeaked, telling him to
slow down. The pressure in his groin had built up to a high again, and
Jeff only responded by speeding up.
The miles continued to speed by. Every so often the blip from his radar detector would cause him to involuntarily ease off the accelerator, only to floor it again within a few minutes. The miles passed into the void of blackness that enveloped the road.
The exit quickly approached. As Jeff slowed to take the curve, he
recognized the gas station across the road. Jeff had stopped there
with Peter once to fill up his car. His heart began to beat faster as
he drove the last few miles to campus. Everything was familiar now.
Jeff had been there only about 3 times before, but he only felt really
good about himself when he was with Peter, and so he had memorized
everything about Peter's environment. There was dip in the road just
after the McDonalds, and his trucks' springs squeaked, telling him to
slow down. The pressure in his groin had built up to a high again, and
Jeff only responded by speeding up.