French Quarter my ass

Don't get me wrong. I'm not queer. I'm no Brokeback. Nosirreee. But with Lynne tied up at the moment, and when I say tied up, I mean tied up like in a fucking straightjacket, what's a powerful guy like me gonna do? A guy gets horny after bombing the shit out of a village of ragheads. A powerful guy has powerful fucking needs. And just get a load of this guy. Definitely hot. He looks like Tom Cruise, except not an insane dwarf. And those Gap jeans hug his ass so nice. Hunk here was showing me around New Orleans. I couldn't keep my mind on the disaster. Hot hot hot. I just wanted to throw him down on a pile of rotting wood and make him fuck my brains out. He was telling me about his grandmother who drowned or some bullshit. Who the fucks cares? I want cock. Fuck me! Fuck me now, you throbbing hunk of manmeat. And what Daddy Dick wants, Daddy Dick better get. Or fucking else. You reading me, Ennis?