LizWired

Joey, you’re a bad little boy and I’m going to have to punish you for it. How dare you turn the tables on me? Spend an entire day teasing me, taunting me?

David didn’t know what hit him last night when I pretty much assaulted him. I was so fucking turned on from watching you work on your car yesterday, Joey, that I took it out on David. Not that David really minds when I fuck him like that. Still, David only goes so far in easing my desires when what I really need is a piece of your tight young ass.

All day out there, working on that old piece of shit car you usually stash in your parents’ garage. Bending over to lean down into the engine compartment so I can get a good long look. Revving that big block engine over and over again once you got it to fire up.

I hate working in the kitchen and yesterday I made about four dozen chocolate chip cookies just so I’d have an excuse to be in my kitchen all day. To watch you work. You look so tasty with your shirt off and that cigarette slowly burning between your grease stained fingers. It won’t be much longer, Joey.

I’m going to blow your mind.

You’ve got me all worked up this morning. I haven’t seen you around your house for a few days and the longer I go without a fix the more I think about how I’m going to ramp this whole game up. Then I start thinking about all the things I want to do to you. Even this post is frustrating because I can’t type out anything in detail when I’ve only got one hand available for typing. See, David’s already left for the day and that means I’ve got to please myself. Mmmm, all this toying around has me just about ready to go off and I need both hands to finish this up.