Noah was waiting for a bus when I called, so I offered to pick him up and drive him, which gave me the opportunity to kiss him both hello and goodbye.
As long as I'm kissing and telling, I can tell you that I was surprised that the ring didn't feel invasive. Rather than act as an impediment, it simply felt like an additional textural sensation. Y'know, like the nuts on an ice cream sundae.
Except it was kissing.
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11 comments:
Young Noah is quite hot, with or without a pierced lip! You lucky man, you.
Yum. Can I kiss him, too? It would also be a new thing for me.
Definitely kissable! What's his number? I'll pick him the next time he needs a ride.
How does Young Noah feel about being completely objectified, and a sex symbol to us cyber 'MOs (and women)?
I think I'll go out and find a boy with a pierced lip to kiss, if they all look like that.
Any other new things you're gonna try with Young Noah? Kidding, kidding!
The nuts on an ice cream sundae. Well that doesn't sound unpleasant at all.
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Yeah, I'd find an excuse to kiss him, too.
Wow, he's a cutie.
Sooo kissable. Do ya think he'd come down to Texas for a kiss?
yeah, i wish my hot male acquaintances would let me kiss them hello.
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