Lil Lennie 01 - Sex Stories

Lil Lennie 01

... to the club to drink, so?"

"LOL, did you just call this dive a club then, LOL, huh?"

I already said somewhere above that I have no clubbing experience, so.

"Gill? Is that you, Gill? And why are you wearing a club logo t-shirt, hmm, Gill?"

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my hay ride date, Lenny, Lil Lennie, who doesn't understand what slipping off of the hayride and checking out the scarecrow in the field means!"

Well, I didn't. I mean, I did later and all, but I didn't know it that night. I wasn't his hayride date. Was I?

"Oh, I thought we made up for that with a cheek air kiss goodnight then, Gill, so?"

Yeah, we can just gloss over Gill's response to that, so, um, tee he, don't wait for it.

"Anyways, Gill, thanks for that remembrance and be sure to wash your mouth with soap later, but circling back to why you're wearing a club logo t-shirt then, hmm? And I'm accepting compliments on my appearance tonight, um, this evening, um, this afternoon, so?"

"Tee he, you called this musty old tavern dive a club, Lil Lennie, tee he, but I'm on staff as a bar back to help with the larger gifts and the drunk people because other than the pregnant lady, baby showers seem to be exactly the same as wine and games parties, tee he."

Well, judging from all the giggles that I could hear coming from the upper floor, I mean, that sounded legit, so.

"Anyways, Lil Lennie, the reason I'm still mad at you is because and wait for it because there was a rumor that you ...

... went back to field where the scarecrow hangs the next night and went down on the..."

Oops! I mean, don't wait for that false rumor, folks! But maybe I can understand why guys like blow jobs so much since all they have to do is stand there with the arms out while going all "argh, aha, aha, ugh, ooh, don't cut your tongue on a strand of straw hay, argh, ahh" and stuff, so.

"Gill, shut it because if you're waiting to hear if that actually happened."

I mean, stopping in exactly mid-sentence is code for change the subject quick, right?

"Well, I just feel cheated, Lil Lennie, that's all, especially now since you've filled out even more in the backyard because sometimes the scarecrow falls off of the hanging post and falls a certain way and..."

"OMFG, Gill, you want to bang me scarecrow style, hmm? We lip smacked once!"

LOL, wait for it.

"Duh."

I mean, that guy, Gill, has a lot of nerve, am I right, folks? And I already passed over my investigation in the field the next evening, so, as I already said, don't wait for any more details about that rumor.

[Oh, that guy, William the club manager spies that side flirting and is either jealous or just being a good club manager]

"Gill, you're on the job! You can reminisce about the good ole days in hay field on your own time. And wash your hands after carrying that one large box because I saw them pushing it across the parking lot when they arrived."

Hah, the good ole days in the hay field, my hah! But I'd do it ...