Up At the Crack

A few months ago I met a guy called Edward and it turned out that, among his varied and chequered past, he'd been divorced and has a son in his late teens, just like me.

His lad is called Ashley; he's eighteen and at university in Sheffield. My son is Jake who's nineteen and at Leeds.

Edward is physically much larger and stronger than me; something I always enjoy in a man when we get to the bedroom. He's tall and muscular and could easily handle himself in a fight,

the crack

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