HAVE YOU EVER...?

YUMMY!!!

     Have you ever dreamed of a time when you would dress in knee-length shorts, knee socks and sneakers, lie face down at attention and have your kneebacks licked? How about if you wore mid-thigh shorts, below-the-calf socks and had your meaty thighs and calves bitten deeply by the same person who was licking your kneebacks?

     You haven't???

     Well, then...you don't know what you are missing!!!

     I mean...to feel another man's tongue licking your kneebacks and his teeth biting your legmeat is one of the biggest thrills a consummate leg lover could ever hope to experience. Just to feel and hear those teeth crunching your thigh and calf meat and that frothy saliva drenching your kneebacks is something that must be experienced to thoroughly relish.

MALIGNING MY KNEEBACKS

They are totally deliciously de-loverly!

     As much as I love looking at the kneebacks of handsome young men and teenage boys as they pass by me while wearing shorts, it cannot countervail the joy I feel when other men and boys come to visit me after I advertise that I shall be displaying myself laying face down in a pair of mid-thigh shorts and below-the-calf socks, displaying my meaty thighs and calves for their teeth to bite and my handsome kneebacks for their lips to kiss and their tongues to lick. I just love feeling those teeth biting deeply into my fleshy legmeat and those tongues licking longingly on my kneebacks. Whether it's the teeth and tongues of friends or strangers, boys to mature men, either gay or straight...I love it!!!

     This fixation with having other males make love with the back of my legs started with, if you can believe it, the help of my maternal grandfather. When my mother and I lived with him, he burned all my long pants, below-the-calf socks and sneakers and made it so I went to school every day dressed in knee-length shorts, dress knee socks and dress shoes...even in the cold, wintry months! And, let me tell you this...it got very cold in Brooklyn during the winter. Even going as low as -20 degrees when I had to walk to the school two miles away because my grandfather would not stand for me to take the bus, which would have been a whole lot easier on my feet and warmer on my naked knees.