hey, sorry I missed you, tried your house and you weren't there.. hope everythings okay. Just..chill, take it easy..call if you need a ride or need anything. I'm your designated Backstreet babysitter..

Got my bag packed, got Harmony's bag all together..just sitting in my swing, enjoying my last moments on the island..all too soon we'll hear the sounds of the helicopter approaching, and go back to pick up teh pieces of Nick and Kevin ( Read more... )

I love this place. Harmony loves this place, too.. she can run and run on the warm sand..once inawhile she'll chase a wave.. turning and running away as it comes back toward her, foaming around her tiny feet ( Read more... )

Jesus, please call me back..where are you?? I dont have my cell..uhh call the Coffee Bean..I'm at the counter..

Sweet D, head on my pillow, curls spread out across the white pillowcase..bronzed skin, full still pink lips..its almost painful to look at him. The love we made last night after Angie left was so gentle and slow and patient..just me and Howie, his wide brown eyes, soft smile, quiet voice ...every ounce of his Sweet D self was there, in my arms and ( Read more... )

::stretches his legs out carefully, leaning on one end of the tub, Howie leaning on the other and facing him..::

How do you feel??

::rests his head back against the back of the tub, studying the ceiling texture::

Your Love Style Is...
Confused!

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I'm almost.. nervous. Pretty sad when you get nervous about fucking a girl. I'm excited too though, jerked off in the shower thinking about it, Howie and me with her ( Read more... )