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Having just joined on here just over two weeks ago I find myself still trying to get a match.

Another short story that came to me this morning :) Begins: I was already half awake when I felt my boyfriend stir, rolling towards me to curl an arm over my shoulder.

It's been a LONG time since I last wrote anything, I could feel the rust in my fingers as I typed, but this came out of nowhere to me this afternoon

I should mention that I am deaf. I wear one hearing aid; I speak well; and I mainly lipread.

Both of our heads slightly peakin out just enough 4 em 2 b facing each other.

One of my favourite wrestlers is Tibor Szakacs of Hungary. To me, he was a heavier version of the great Johnny Saint.

Old School Discipline This story is partly based on my own experience and next to that inspired by a few good men i know from Meetfighters.

I would like to share with you one of my favourite American bouts, which took place 70 years ago.

I think I had been hard for most of the march but had not noticed his erection until now.

Almost immediately I was making plans to meet DL again, read my previous two blogs about our first meeting.

In a hotel room in 2016 I’m standing in by boxers shorts and a t-shirt, in from of me an 18 year old Adonis wearing only well fitting swimming briefs

I've not updated this blog in over a year and in that time I've been slogging away at the gym.

Have you ever been pinned down and rolled up completely for most of the match?

In the secluded embrace of a remote Japanese island, my phone buzzed, shattering the meditative silence like a knockout punch.