I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but when we first met, I was…a real jerk. I popped a boner, and it poked Tophy’s crotch. Sex vedio But aside from those, it looked a lot like Tophy’s except longer with my angry purple head peeking out. I guess he thought that being the same age meant that I was supposed to suck. “Martin, I haven’t thanked you enough for taking care of Tophy ever since he got here. Sure, his whole first name was Christopher, and that Topher was the logical nickname, but at that point, I just had to give him a personal nickname. Just between us.” I gave him a wink, and he seemed to lighten up at the thought of some secret codename that’s exclusive to just us. I felt his warmth. It almost seemed like he was looking at me from inside that picture. After all those events, I realized to my great frustration that Tophy and I never got a picture taken of us together. I had to stop bobbing my head for a bit to tell him to quiet down. While waiting for the next chapter of my friend’s series “Webcam Boys” (which admittedly is taking a long while), I decided to post another of his stories here to make up for the long wait, though this is one of his earlier (if not the first) stories.
