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Today is Sunday and my car was dirty from the crap falling out of the trees all week, so I decided that I would head over to the car wash. Pulling in I was in line for a wash stall and as it was a sunny day and seemed that half the town was there. The guy in front of me had just pulled up to the wash bay as I walked passed by him to get quarters from the change machine. I got my change and stood in the sun waiting for my turn, the sun was hot and I pulled my tee shirt over my head taking it off tossing it into my car. The guy in the wash bay seemed distracted by my now bare chest, he smiled as I caught his eye looking at me. “I’ll help you wash yours if you help me wash mine.” I said with a smile. “You’re on.” He said as I took the foaming brush from the rack. He sprayed the car then switched it to brush and I scrubbed his new looking Camero, “I love this body style.” I said as I worked. “Yeah, the hottest I’ve seen in a while.” I turned to see him looking at my should...

My name is Joe Tinsel, I was sitting at my favorite restaurant waiting on friends to join me, I had a couple of frozen margaritas and some chips with queso while sitting outside enjoying the sun. My waiter, Morgan a hot guy in his early thirties with dark brown hair and thick red lips that I wanted to bite, the more I had the hornier I got. After several drinks I called my friend, no answer, that fucker. I thought. I ordered a steak with a loaded baked potato and corn and Morgan smiled and said “Yes sir! I will get your order in right away.” I was grinning and talking to him way more than I normally would have and laughed at fucking everything. I was out on the patio deck alone enjoying the view of the Gulf of Mexico while texting my friend calling him a shit load of names for not showing up. Morgan brought me another margarita while I munched on chips, I looked at him, “Where is my meat” I asked with a big grin looking right at his crotch. “I’ve got your meat for you; I will...