We had to pick this new one up in the middle of the sticks. I was not surprised in the least to find him covered in tats. Other than cow tipping, there’s not much else to do other than head down to the dilapidated mall a few towns over and score some ink. Well – there ARE other things to do, and obviously that’s what got this deplorable in the mess he is in. After getting his paperwork settled, I figured I’d try him out and get a nut before dinner. He has a tongue ring, which even on a totally straight dude means that he would at least give good head.