FabGuys.com: Andrey16cm/6.3in (45) , Man in Glasgow, Scotland, UK

//A short story by Andrey37 about real events of 24/01/2017.//

As usual, at seven o'clock that morning reveille was sounded by the thunder of airplanes taking off in the outskirts of Aberdeen. The intermittent sound barely penetrated the double window-panes on which the frost lay one finger thick, and they ended as soon as they'd begun. It was cold outside. In the distance Andrey Denisovich noticed two young deers, grazing in the glen.

But the morning came as usual.

Anyway, it wasn't suprising that Andrey logged into Fubguys and arranged an encounter with a lad in mid-thirties, whose profile looked quite impressive.

Nice avatar of a professional cocksucker.

Joined over one year ago.

A dozen of verifications.

Three dozens of horny pictures.

After short negotiations about secondbreakfastarsefuck Andrey received a postcode from this nice chap and set off from the cold outskirts to the throbbing centre of oil capital of Europe.

Upon arrival to the address no answers.

No responses.

A cocksucker was online.

Andrey Denisovich was murmuring curses towards fabulous guys, who behave like ghosts or time-wasters.

Had Andrey been punished for something he deserved he wouldn't have felt so resentful.

What hurt him was that he always trusted Fubguys.com.

He opened Grindr, clicked on the first handsome face. The lad, 22 years old, skinny, with a body of Adonis responded at the same moment. Andrey was invited for a cup of tea.

We should tell our readers, that the hot cup of tea with milk was just a prelude to one hour of divine pure sex.

Andrey Denisovich went to sleep fully content. He'd had many strokes of luck that day: he hadn't met a guy in his mid-thirties, whose face he had never seen; and he managed to get a piece of twinky arse; and he hadn't fallen ill. He'd got over it.

A day without a dark cloud. A happy day.

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