I used to be a bouncer

For a couple years I lived in Phoenix Az and bounced at the Burbon Street Circus.

There was this one guy that came in on the regular and he would beg me to let him grease me. I of course am blessed by the cock gods, or maybe the horse cock gods. He would beg to see the goods and insisted he had itchy tonsils. He wanted them scratched but his mouth was always too small for the job. He would come back after doing mough widening exercises and pay me to try again. He also i sisted on taking my horse cock in hos ass to which he ended up with some anal tearing. He also repeatedly stoked the managers. He didnt seem to be too interested in the dancers. He wanted to grease bouncers and stroke managers.


Douggy, your cover is blown. You are an even bigger faggot than me...