Pizza Boy Gangbang

My boyfriend caught me this morning playing a file I downloaded last night: pizza boy orgy. God, how do I stop myself from glutting on all this free porn available online? There are hundreds of blogs with hundreds of links. The images of boys fucking boys is eternal.

I quickly closed the file when my boyfriend sneaked behind me and asked in a soft voice “what are you watching?” I changed topic quickly by saying I was trying to convert a Real Player file into Quicktime. Why didn’t I just tell him the truth? What am I ashamed of?

Ashamed of lusting after anyone other than him, perhaps. Ashamed like a schoolboy of getting caught doing something naughty. Ashamed that I return to porn time and time again. Perhaps it’s so well grooved against my soul that it now fits me like a perfect glove – there’s no way of getting rid of it (not while we have the internet, that is.)

Pizza boy himself looks like another gorgeous – potentially straight – guy in a dreamboat scenario.

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