Yeah, I was gay and I had quite a few one night stands. Italians happened to be my specialty. I tried to vary back and forth. You know, one time an Italian, next time another ethnic group, then back to an Italian.
Somehow I just can’t resist the hairy chests, dark eyes, olive skin, and, of course, the incredibly huge pricks with which Italians are naturally endowed. It’s harder to find an Italian with a goatee, but when I do, I consider that a bonus. Just imagining that goatee hair tickling the inside of my thighs as a hot stud gives me a blowjob is enough to make me pop an instant boner.
I had just found out that I got the perfect job I had been wanting ever since I got out of college. I was going to be a junior executive at a downtown investment firm. That meant I would be spend
