I'm sitting in the back seat, bored and miserable. This was supposed to be a nice trip, just me and my dad, going to Mississippi to visit my aunt. Instead I have become an alibi again. Little did I know that I would meet someone that would make it wroth my while, and it is not a girl!
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Part 1: Gay Sex While On The Road With Dad
Part 2: Gay Sex While On The Road With Dad
But he is still not in the boat. Me, being a big city boy, don't have a lot to talk about. I was racking my brain trying to figure a way to get him into my room. Then it hit me. "I have a little smoke up in my room. Would you care to join me?" I nervously asked wondering if he was a cop. "Yea I'd like that. " he said with his thick southern drawl. "I'm in room 303.
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