I guess this is where I tell you to turn back if you don't want your eyes scoroched out from man on man action. Seriously...if it don't interest you....don't read it. But if it does read away. There isn't any sex in this one anyways, but there will be plenty to come.
DRUNK
The name is Dale, and life couldn't be any shittier! And I'm not talking poor and 2 days left to live shit either, but: STOP...FREEZE IN THE NAME OF THE LAW sort of shit. Yup, I did a number this time, for the third time I've been caught by the police this week-end in stolen car while drunk as H.E double hockey sticks. I am a Seneca Native American, and I think somewhere in my ancesotors gene pool, there was a very prominent drunk smooth talking horse thief all around bad boy gene that I've been cursed and blessed to have a part of me. I do have a good side, but there's more to talk about with the bad sad to say, but fun to have done. But today's horses being stolen are dumb fucks who leave the keys in their cars, or anything made before GONE IN 60 SECONDS. Im not an everyday car thief, but more of a car thief of conveince: when I'm drunk and have gotten tired of walking, or when I'm drunk and really wanting to see someone (The Romantic Part Of Me You Will See), or when I'm extremely bored and just want to cruise...when I am drunk. That's the horse thief in me. The smooth talker in me is the one that will whisper dirty nothings into your ear and leave you speechless, but unable to move fast enough to see if I speak the truth. I say the things you hear in movies, but say them with a sparkle in my eyes you surely know is only for you. I'll have you whimper deviant temptations into the room filled with just us. Yeah...I can say that I got game when I feel the need to use it..usually...when I'm drunk. I do alot when I'm drunk, and that's just another faucet of this multi-cut diamond in the rough called Dale. I've sold drugs, done drugs, and spent a good deal of time behind bars, so I have been busted just like any other daredevil. I am very adaptable in just about nearly any situation. Smile when I should smile and look uncaring when I should need to do so. I am an excellent trouble shooter, if you know what that is. I am the type that can think of quick solutions under pressure and not panic(you'll see). I am 30 years old and know that I have done alot of things that alot of people haven't or never will do. I can say that I have been blessed with beauty. I wouldn't classify myself as handsome, because I'm still not called that. I am called pretty or beauitful for a guy, and not just from my mama either. My skin is smooth as the water and the color of caramel. My limbs are thin but built for my size. I would be considered a smaller guy, that's probably why I'm not handsome, but pretty. My smile isn't hideous and I'm always flashing it at anyone. I've been told that I'm nice and fun to be around, but you'll have to read further to judge for yourself. And just to put the icing on God's, Devil's Food Cake...I am gay. Not the two snaps in a circle sort of gay either or Hollywood gay... More of a you know there's something about me that's quite not like you, but I'm animated enough that you can't help but be attracted to...If you are interested in knowing more of how I became me...yeah, this is about me. e:mail me at dar9791@yahoo.com.