Death of a Boytoy

The problem? I ain’t getting enough! (It’s flat-out addicting, y’all!) I already have a boy toy, y’all, and he really is gorgeous, funny, charming, great in bed, well-hung (I saw that thread, LMAO), and is totally respectful of Mr. Web and our relationship. He is pretty much perfect in every way except one: he travels and is pretty much gone all the damn time. When we do get to play, it’s awesome, but I think I’d like to have it a little more frequently. OK, OK, I would like to have it a lo...