A Younger Man by Cameron Dane
There is nothing like a mopey dude pining after a mopey kid to make me feel like moping too.
There is nothing like a mopey dude pining after a mopey kid to make me feel like moping too.
Purple prose, stilted conversations, the butt being one’s home… oh god.
It’s okay, but it’s also a bit too contrived at places.
It’s okay; there’s not much else to say about this one.
Who loves a hot daddy? Who wants a hot daddy to love?