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THE WRISTBAND

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The wristband

“The wristband?” he smiled when I asked its meaning. “A local Veteran in need of a special wheel chair. They ask ten bucks but I gave them $100. They gave me ten to pass out. Would you like one?”

 

“I’d buy it,” I offered just to keep him talking. He muttered something about paying big time.

 

“Thanks for helping. Would you mind coming to my place to get the wrist band?”

 

“I have the time. Point the way,” I grinned.

 

Twelve hours later when I rolled on top of him telling him I had to go home and get some sleep, he fondled my cock and balls where he had placed the wristband that he had heated and shrunk down turning it into a very lose fitting cock ring. I didn’t need a ring to keep me hard but he thought it looked sexy.

 

Two hours later after more wonderful sex I left his place with a band of support around my wrist and another around my cock. He made an additional large donation in my name when I promised to come back the next weekend.

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