I struggle with what is real and what isn’t. That is the very real danger here that I fear may never subside.
I was young. An older neighbor boy saw me playing in the backyard. I was alone. I don’t remember much except I was on the ground playing and looked up and he had his pants down and a big hardon about an inch from my face. He just held it there and I had no idea what was happening but I distinctly remember the smell of his balls and d***. It was a heavy musky odor. He left and that was it but the thought of that smell gets me hard to this day. Weird
Does anyone here know Clark Thomas Hallisey? I’m an old friend of his, my name is Jermaine Johnson (my friends call me Jizzle Jermaine). CT sometimes goes by The Hallisonian or the Vanilla Gorilla.
Honestly he has a great backpussy and I miss busting off on him.
