Ball wanking Stories

Matt’s hands were still shaking despite being on the steering wheel of his car. He was out for a drive in the countryside, roof down, with the breeze tousling his hair, when the message on his mobile phone came through. He pulled over to the side of the road and read it. Staring at it for ages, the message still didn’t sink in. He understood what it said; he just didn’t expect to see it. When he put the pub’s name, ‘The W...