Boy / Boy

Fiction

Wave to the Moon, It’s Watching!

“WAVE TO THE MOON. IT’S WATCHING” – Deadeye Dick
1 =
Clay looked down at the boy’s hair. It was combed back in a tight, soaking bunch just above the back of his neck. Clay never expressed how great that hair made him feel. The boy, fully aware of his own attractiveness, probably never knew.
“I mean, it’s not like we’d do anything serious. You know? I mean this could be a one time thing. Just kinda seeing how it..I dunno, how it feels.” Clay paused, bit his lower lip. “You know what I mean?”
The boy took awhile to answer. Typical. When he wasn’t running his mouth – his cute mouth, Clay thought with a twist of his stomach – he was combing that hair. One swipe wasn’t enough. No, it usually took twenty to satisfy.
He yanked a piece of grass from the earth. He twisted it, stuck it between his teeth. Then he said: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. I always wondered how it was. But it’s up to you.”
“Well, I..”
What else? Christ, the idea was hard enough to bring up. What else could there possibly be to clarify?
“I mean, where would we do it?” the boy asked. A thin strand of green saliva rolled off his chin. “We’d need a place, and a time, I guess. I never done this before.”
“Me neither,” Clay said.
The boys were sitting on a slopped hill overlooking Camp Greenwood. The mess hall building stood the tallest and ugliest, painted a rancid puke green. One of its windows, the cracked one on the left, glistened in the afternoon sun. Clay had to squint when he glanced downhill, but the boy was wearing a pair of cheap pink sunglasses. He was on his back, staring up at the sky. Clay stood over him. Thinking of what to say next.
“They’re always doing camper check up after supper,” the boy said, the grass blade bopping along between his lips. “And in the morning they do it again. And then again after breakfast. So when are we doing it?”
“Fuck.”
Clay spat. He reached in his pocket and unwrapped a piece of gum. He chewed, not really satisfied. Barely any sugar. The boy once joked that Clay chewed more gum than a chain-smoker smoked.
Clay spat again.
“How ’bout this?” The boy lifted himself from the ground, using his elbows. His hair was corkscrewed in the back and sprinkled with dirt. Soon the plastic comb would be out. “How about we meet here tonight after lights out, or something. After the counselors are sleeping and the guys are sleeping, we’ll come down here.”
“Uh, yeah. I guess that’ll work,” Clay said, distracted.
“But we’ll make it quick. Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
Clay knew. He popped another tasteless piece of gum. He knew.
What about the guys? What if they found out?
“Here would be good I guess, but what about Patterson? He always stays up at midnight.” Clay stopped, chewed. The boy was nodding slowly, as if keeping rhythm to a song stuck in his pretty little head. “We need an excuse.”
“We don’t need one,” the boy said at once. “Patterson doesn’t even like you.”
“If he doesn’t like me, he’ll turn me..us in.”
“Nah, he won’t.”
Clay suddenly felt angry. It crawled up his throat. It made his gum, already lacking flavor, taste like soap. He spat a third time, right beside the boy’s pretty blonde head. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“C’mon,” the boy said. He hopped to his feet and spat himself, the grass blade dancing and twirling as it fell. “C’mon.”
2 =
Camp Counselor Rickley didn’t want to be your friend. He only wanted to help, but he wanted to stay put on a strict teacher-student level. Clay was fine with that. In fact he felt relief when Rickley announced this himself on the first day of summer, when Camp Greenwood opened its two oak entrance doors.
When Clay and the blonde boy walked into Rickley’s office, he was leaning back on a hard-looking meta chair, his feet propped up on his desk, reading a thin Sci-Fi novel. He was halfway through, his lips slightly pulled apart as his eyes scanned the pages. A grotesque alien and a sexy muscular woman graced the cover.
“Rickley?” Clay said softly. He gave the office door two quick taps just to make sure. Rickley heard. He looked up in mild surprise and marked his place with an old Pokemon card. “Could we talk to you?”
“Sure guys,” Rickley said. He leaned forward. His hair was dry, burnt orange, and tied up in a last-minute ponytail. His skin had a greasy gleam to it. Perhaps the harsh fluorescent lights above were to blame. Clay wasn’t sure. Considering the problem on his shoulders at that moment, he didn’t care. “Sorry guys about the chairs. You’ll have to stand. Sorry.”
“No problem,” the boy said. “We just wanted to ask one question.”
Rickley smiled. A strictly professional smile. A bit ugly. “Shoot.”
“Well, we..” Clay started. He looked over at the boy for support. The boy shrugged, reached into his pocket for his plastic comb. So typical. And this was his idea. “..we wanted to move cabins. We have Cabin 4. We were thinking about Cabin 6. Maybe 7?”
“Uh, well…Why?”
“Well, eh..”
The boy stepped to the plate this time. Four swipes and the comb was gone, retired for the time being. He cleared his throat. “Patterson is so annoying. He’s annoying us.” As if for emphasis, or evidence, the boy added quickly, “And he hates Clay.”
Rickley crossed his pale arms and sighed. His eyes fixed on Clay, then switched over to the blond boy.
“I don’t like Patterson that much,” Clay said. He was being honest.
He knew Rickley heard the honesty. “Sure, guys,” he gave in. “But you better go pack your stuff now. It’s getting dark.”
Clay held back his smile, but the boy couldn’t help a crooked grin. Clay saw it before the boy could put it away. His heart fluttered. His cheeks flooded with warmth.
“Thanks!” the boy said.
“Yeah, thanks Rickley,” Clay said.
“Sure, yep,” Rickley said. He got up. “But one thing before you guys go and pack. You guys remember what I said on the first day?”
Clay looked at the boy. The boy looked back. Their faces were blank. It must’ve been a funny sight, because Rickley chuckled: gawk, gawk, gawk. “I just said to try to tolerate your cabin-mates,” he said. “Even if they’re buttheads. Right?”
Clay nodded.
“Sure, Rickley,” the boy said. “C’mon, you know Patterson’s an asshole.”
“I know anyone can be buttheads, kiddo,” Rickley said patently; professionally. “Watch your language in my office.”
3 =
Clay finished first. He picked his box up and carried it outside Cabin 4’s entrance, holding his breath under its respectable weight. A few books and t-shirts there, two or three CDs here, and he was finished. Piece of cake.
He waited for the boy. He couldn’t hear him – the boy was, and had always been, a silent packer – so he sat down on his box and counted the leafs.
What’s happening tonight? He couldn’t help the question wandering into his head. Once it was there it demanded an answer. What are you going to do? What the fuck is happening?
Clay had spent so much time planning, so much time nervously imagining the feel of the boy, what the boy would do without clothes…Now he couldn’t even answer a simple question. A question he asked himself.
Here’s the bottom line: Clay didn’t know. Nothing can be planned perfectly, Clay was aware of that. Nothing is perfect. The night would just have to unravel, blossom. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, well….
“But we’ll make it quick,” the boy had said, not four hours before. “Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
So what exactly did the boy mean by that? Did he plan on doing this with Clay again? Did he like Clay? Did he have a-
“Clay! C’mere a second!”
Clay perked up a bit. He hopped off his box and poked his head into the boy’s room.
The smell hit first; a strange mixture of sweat-dried socks, cologne, and bubblegum. Then his eyes adjusted to the room’s dim light, and he could see the boy hunched over his own box, his arm under his bed, his tongue stuck out in frustration.
“Help me with this,” the boy told Clay.
—
They settled on Cabin 6. It stood closest to Burnblack Hill, the boy assured. He was right. The boy assured Clay that the interior would be cozy, that the other campers would have a helluva hard time hearing them. Again, the boy was right on the money.
They stumbled in, dropped their boxes.
“Lookit this,” the boy said loudly. He smiled. He clapped Clay on the back. “Ah, yeah. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Clay said. It has a rug. Lookit the rug.”
“I know, man, I see it.”
The floor was spotless. The windows were streak-free and sent back perfectly-made reflections; Clay and the boy, standing side by side. A table had been nudged into one corner. Books, papers, and candy wrappers littered the surface. The boy picked up the thickest book, thumbed through it.
“Textbook.”
He dropped it and began a rhythm; stare, touch, smell, chuckle. He treated Cabin 6 like a high class four star hotel room.
It could have been a hotel room, expect for the TV. Someone had broken it.
—
Hours later.
The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The boy was sucking on a crumpled Camel. Clay hated cigarettes. He tried to persuade the boy not to light up, but it was pointless. Like trying to kick his own gum habit.
He pulled the covers over his nose and counted the brown ceiling tiles. He was naked. The boy was naked.
The boy didn’t bother with covers. His dick sat limply on his left thigh, shaven, swollen with greenish veins. Clay gave it a friendly hey-how’sitgoing-look, then turned on his side.
“So what are we doing now?” the boy asked. He blew smoke, and it all seemed to swarm Clay’s side. He coughed. “Sorry, man. So what you want to do now?”
“I, uh…I dunno.”
“Well, we have to do something. I mean, you’re supposed to do something after you’re naked. Like, I dunno…do something.”
Do what? Clay thought. His own penis, smaller and hairier, twitched to life, as if it to was waiting for something.
“I think we should, uh..” the boy paused. He dragged on his cigarette in the meantime. Coughed. Continued: “I think we should suck each other.”
Clay sat up. Something pierced his heart then, reminding him of the feeling he got whenever his name was mentioned during the morning announcements at school. The feeling always subsided on his way to the office, but that was at school. This feeling stayed.
“Here, I’m putting out my cigarette. Get ready, you’re goin’ first.”
Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ.
Finally happening. Clay could hardly believe it. He could hardly throw the cover off his lap, his dick was so erect. It looked almost purple in the moonlight leaking in.
“Nice,” the boy said, rubbing the tip. Clay moaned and shut his eyes. “Man, you want it. Don’t you? Keep your eyes closed.”
Clay propped his head on a pillow, pushed back so the boy would have room to…work. He clutched Clay’s thighs. He spread them until Clay heard his pelvis crack. A cool draft swept over his asshole, his ballsack, and he moaned again.
“Woah.”
“What?” Clay asked. Eyes closed. Fists behind his head.
“Your asshole’s really hairy. And your thighs-”
“Just do it,” Clay said forcefully. But he had a smile.
“Well..alright.”
Those were the last words Clay remembered. Then the pleasure paralyzed him, wiped out his entire thinking process. “Oh, god,” he moaned in Cabin 6.
4 =
Clay took the bedsheets in his fists. By now he was sweating like a bitch. His bang were drenched. His back felt sticky and itchy. But he didn’t fucking care. The pleasure was too great, too big.
His feet were up. The boy had his mouth full. His head was bobbing up and down in a rhythm even the mattress joined in on. The springs creaked as Clay screamed.
“Ah!”
“Goofhod?” the boy said against skin.
“Yeah!”
The boy heard loud and clear. He kept up his rhythm. It was so perfect, almost rehearsed. His hands ended up on Clay’s stomach, playing with his curled chest hair. Then his finger traveled south, tickled Clay’s lower thigh, the space just below his ballsack, just above his…
“No, man. Not yet. It’s gonna hurt.”
The boy took his mouth off Clay’s cock, which was dripping and throbbing. He started a slower but more comfortable rhythm with his free hand. “Nah, it won’t. It looks lose. I can’t believe I found it with all this hair.”
“Very funny. Just c’mon and keep going.”
The boy continued.
—
It built slowly, starting at Clay’s throat and then spreading to his stomach, the tip of his penis. Familiar, of course. He’d jerked off at least a million times since his first pump-pound in fourth grade, when he was only eleven.
But this feeling felt different. The fourth grade feeling built a dinky lego bulding. This feeling – the Camp Greenwood feeling – was building a fucking skyscraper. Building the Effel Tower and squeezing the Empire State Building on top.
Rhythm; up down, lick, suck, down up.
“Uh..”
He couldn’t control his feet. He had them wrapped around the boy’s midsection, his toes buried in the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. When he got tired of clasping the bedsheets, he decided on stroking the boy’s beautiful blonde locks. The boy didn’t mind. This was an exception. The boy, Clay supposed, gave in easily with a dick in his mouth.
“Little harder,” Clay said.
The boy made it harder.
“AH! FASTER!”
The boy picked up the pace. His lips were smeared with his own spit, and Clay’s cum.
Speaking of cum…
“Ah! UH!”
“Cuphmi’?” the boy mumbled.
Clay nodded. No more words. His tongue was frozen as the feeling hit every inch of his body. He cocked his head back as far his spine would allow, as far as the mattress would allow, and screamed.
Building, building. Bubbling to the surface. Soon he’d cum. He’d fucking choke the boy, but he couldn’t help it.
“Ah, AH!”
The shape was just below the water. Clay could see it, dark and looking lovely. Soon it would burst through the surface and drench everything. The boy’s face. The bedsheets. The ceiling, fuck if it could. Fuck it it couldn’t.
“AH!”
Suddenly the boy’s lips were gone. The shape dropped a little, and Clay – picturing all this in his head – struggled to see it. Struggled to persuade it.
He caught his breath. “Wha-what are you doin-”
“Shut up,” the boy said, and climbed on top of Clay.
Clay opened his eyes. The boy was sweating, his face so close to Clay’s..He kissed his lips, and he tasted Chap Stick. Clay was sure his own lips tasted like gum.
“Hey!”
But the boy wasn’t listening. He grabbed his cock, stiff and at least seven inches, thrust it into Clay’s ass, and began a third rhythm. Much more violent. Much more forceful, and sloppy, and determined.
The boy grunted. Clay shrieked.
“OW. NAH! C’MON, STOP!”
Another grunt. That was Clay’s answer. He couldn’t even see the shape in the water now. His dick went limp. He punched the boy on the chest. The boy laughed.
“C’mon, Clay. Dude. Just relax. Relax. I need to do this.”
“Fucking STOP!”
“DUDE. RELAX.” Like a teacher talking to a retard. “Close your eyes.”
Clay tried. The pain kept them open. His asshole was ripping down there, he could feel it. Something was dripping down his leg, he was sure it was blood. Not cum. Not the boy’s.
“Relax. Rela-ugh. Relax.”
Pump. Pump. Thrust. The shape came back, and so did his erection. The boy’s rhythm was better than ever.
Everything was back on.
“Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, AH!”
“AH!”
The sounds of sex echoed against the walls. The springs creaked. Clay had his hands around the boy’s neck, the boy had his lips on Clay’s cheek. Their damp bodies collided, stuck, and the sound joined the others.
Clay had to cum. The feeling was back, and it was somehow stronger.
“Man, I’m cumming!”
“Hold on,” the boy answered.
Another thrust. The boy’s dick was smeared with sweat and shit. He didn’t look down, only felt Clay’s pleasure, smelled the smells.
“I’m..AH!”
“No-”
“AHHH!”
He couldn’t hold it back. You can’t hold a dolphin down, you can’t tell it not to break the ocean surface. The shape broke the surface. Clay came everywhere. He could almost hear the pinched squirt. He certainly saw the squirt. The boy’s chest caught everything. On the third pump, the bedsheets were the target. “Uhhhh.”
“I aint done yet,” the boy pronounced. He gave his final thrust strength. “AH!”
It was all over. Clay felt as if someone had loosened his bowels. Everything came out, the blood, the cum, the shit. His asshole twitched. He farted. The smell seemed to haunt the air. It stank of shit, and blood, and cum. Clay tried to cover himself, but the boy pulled his hand away. “Let it out,” he said, panting, wiping his chest. “You’re probably going to shit blood.”
“I don’t care,” Clay said. He was staring at the sliver of moonlight outside. It must have watched everything from up there. It almost seemed to applaud.
PROLOUGE =
Clay cleaned himself up. He found a fresh pair of boxer shorts, slipped them on, checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked horrible. But he looked happy.
When he walked out, the boy was on an armchair, flipping through the textbook he’d found earlier. He was still naked, but clean. No sweat.
“C’mere,” he said, his eyes still on page four-hundred. Clay sat down next to him. His asshole kept twitching, and walking made it worse.”You smell good.”
“Thanks,” Clay said. He kissed the boy on the cheek, and looked down at the textbook.
“Read this poem,” the boy said. “Right there, at the bottom.”
It was written by a guy named Otto Baumberger. Baumberger’s picture was included beside the text; handsome, with a long salt-pepper beard and thick eyebrows. Wearing a suit and tie. Frowning.
Clay read:
“I will build a window,
I will open a window,
What will you see?”
Clay remained silent as he finished the last word, the last question mark. He ran a finger over Baumberger’s picture, as if that would reveal the poem’s mystery,
“I like it,” the boy said. “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
Clay didn’t have a clue either, but he liked the picture the poem painted inside his head.
Clay and the boy, holding hands outside a beautiful home. Clay and the boy kissing. A carpenter working on the windows. He finishes. It’s Otto Baumberger himself. Yeah. His beard is dripping with sweat. “There ya go,” he says, motioning to the final window, which happens to be the biggest. Clay and the boy wander over, hand in hand, cheek to cheek. They look through. Clay cries, and the boy soon follows.
They’re looking at a decked out living room. They’re looking at grand kids and parents, and themselves, and little kids, and a Christmas tree, and a roaring fireplace, and Clay’s father, proud of his son. His gay son.
“I’m cold,” Clay said “It’s cold in here.”
The boy smiled. He dropped the textbook and Otto Baumberger down on the coffee table. He spread his hairless thighs. His asshole looked loose, which didn’t surprise Clay.
Never done this before my ass, he says to himself before starting a little rhythm of his own.
= THE END =

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How Dirty Boys Get Clean

I Was In 8th Grade. I Was Just Another 14 Year Old Kid. It Was Friday Afternoon. Not Much Was Going On. I Was At School Which Totally Sucks. My Boring Teachers Babbled On And On About Nothing In Particular. It Wasn’t Much Fun Until I Got To Gym. There Was Something Different About Me. I’m Gay And I Had A Crush On The Hottest Boy In School. His Name Was Chase Krit. He Had Short Blond Hair, Ocean Blue Eyes, A Cute Boyish Face, And A Crooked Grin That Drove Me Wild. He Was About 5′ 9″ And His Body Was In Perfect Condition. He Was Skinny, But He Had A Layer Of Muscle That Was Easily Seen. He Was The Quarterback On The Football Team.
When I Was In Gym I Saw Him. Gym Was Always The Same At My School. First We Run A Couple Laps, Then We Run Basketball Drills, Then Football Drills. Always At The First Of Class We Dressed Out.
Today When We Walked Into The Huge Gym. The Basketballs Were Out As Always. It Wasn’t That Far Into The School Year And We Already Had A Routine. The Couch, Who Was About 50, Was Sitting In His Usual Spot At The Front Of The Gym On The Stage. And As Always, He Bellowed.
Coach: “Dress Out!”
All The Guys Walked Into The Locker Room Which Was Actually Built Inside The Bleachers. Inside, There Were 2 Benches Surrounded By Lockers, And Behind That Was A Shower That Was Hardly Ever Used. It Was A Make-Out Spot Used After School. Guys Would Bring Their Girlfriends Back There And Feel Them Up And Kiss Them Or Get Head.
Soon, The Room Was Filled With People That Were Bumping Into Each Other, Trying To Get Into Their Lockers That Contained Their Clothes. The Outfit For Gym Was Simply A Gray Sleeveless Shirt And Light Blue Basketball Shorts. All The Boys Inside Began Stripping. My Eyes Were On Chase The Whole Time. I Watched Him Take Off His Shirt, Exposing His Perfect Chest That Had Not Yet Had Any Hair On It, And Watched Right Below As His 6 Pack Rose And Fell To Indicate That He Was Breathing. I Then Watched Him Strip Off His Shorts To Expose His Boxers. My Cock Got Instantly Hard As I Saw, Through The Hole In The Front, Part Of His Cock.
As He Began To Redress I Turned Away And Did The Same. I Was The Last One Out Because I Was Watching Him. When I Got Out, I Joined The Basketball Line Up. Normally, We Practice Passing Or Line Up For Free-Throws. But Coach Did Something We Didn’t Expect.
Coach: Ok Guys, Today We’re Gonna Team Up. Shirts Verses Skins.
My Heart Skipped A Beat. The Coach Went Down The Line Splitting Us Up. Chase Was On Skins.
Throughout The Entire Practice My Eyes Were On Chase’s Hot Body. I Fell 6 Times, Got Hit With The Ball Twice, And Missed 3 Shots Because My Attention Was On Chase. Coach Finally Made Me Sit Out.
At The End Of Practice We Dressed Out Into Our Regular Clothes.
Because I Was On The Football Team, After School I Went To Practice With The Other Guys. It Was Another Normal Day. Chase As Quarterback, Me As Wide Reciever, And The Other Guys On The Field. We Ran 20 Plays Which Took An Hour. As The Team Was Dismissed All The Guys Began Walking To The Street So They Could Use Their Cell Phones To Call A Ride. I Was Heading Back To The School Because Stupid Me, Left My Cell Phone In My Basketball Shorts Which Were In My Gym Locker.
I Entered The Door Of The Locker Room And Went Straight To My Locker. An Unexpected Cough From Behind Me Made Me Jump. I Turned But Saw Nothing. I Shrugged It Off And Went Back To Unfastening My Lock. I Then Heard Water Falling And Realized Someone Was Taking A Shower. I Opened My Locker And Got My Phone And I Was About To Leave When I Heard A Familiar Voice Say “Hello?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Voice: “Who Is That?”
Me: “Just Getting My Cell Out Of My Locker.”
Voice: “Oh.”
My Hormones Took Over. A Voice In My Head Said “Go Over There! There’s A Naked Guy Taking A Shower And There Are No Lights Which Means He Won’t See You!” I Walked To The Door Of The Locker Room, Grabbed It, Pulled It Open And Let It Close So He’d Think I Left. I Heard A Sigh Of Relief. I Then Heard The Voice Let Out A Low Moan. I Sneaked Over, Careful Not To Make A Sound, And Peeked Across To The Shower Stalls. My Eyes Widened As I Saw Chase Sitting On The Ground, His Hand Moving Up And Down On His, What Had To Be 7 Inch, Cock. My 7 Inch Cock Got Rock Hard. I Watched Him. His Blond Hair Was Turned To A Dark Amber Color From The Water. I Stared At His Cock And Saw His Pubic Hair. He Had To Trim It. It Wasn’t At All Bushy. His Cut Cock Head Was A Deep Shade Of Red Because Of The Pressure He Was Applying To It.
He Looked Up From His Cock And Saw Me. He Jumped.
Chase: “Shit! What The Fuck Are You Doing?”
I Hurridly Thought Of A Lie.
Me: “I Was Just Seeing If I Knew You.”
Chase: “Well, Shit, How Long Have You Been There Watching Me Jack Off?”
Once Again I Lied.
Me: “I Just Now Came Over And Saw Who It Was.”
Chase: “Well Are You Gonna Go Or What?”
Me: “Yeah, Sorry.”
I Began Walking Off. My Hard On Was Gone.
Chase: “Well, Hey, Wait!”
I Turned Around.
Me: “Yeah?”
Chase: “You’re The Wide Reciever, Right? Mitchell?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Chase: “Why Do You Stare At Me During Basketball Practice Or When I’m Dressing Out?”
I Felt Blood Flood Into My Face.
Me: “I-I-I Don’t Stare At You!”
I Forced A Laugh.
Chase: “Yes You Do! You’re Blushing!”
Me: “Fine, I Do. You Have A Fit Body. I’m Just Jealous.”
Chase: “I’m Not Stupid. You Want Me Don’t You?”
He Sneered. His Voice Was Cocky.
Me: “No! I’m Not No Fag!”
Chase Walked Over To Me And Grabbed My Face With His Hands. He Kissed Me On The Lips. My Cock, Once Again Grew To It’s Full Length. Chase Looked Down And Saw It Clearer Than Day. Curse My Loose Shorts!
Chase: “You Want Me. Look, You’re Harder Than Fuck!”
Me: “Fine, You’re Right. You’re Sexy. I’m Gay. I Want You. Happy? I’ll Leave.”
Chase: “Wait! You’re Not Gonna Tell Anyone About This Are You?”
Me: “No. I’m No Snitch. You Can Jack Off Back There As Long As You Want I Could Care Less.”
Chase: “That’s Not What I Meant. I Meant, You Are YouGonna Tell Anyone About This.
He Walked Over To Me And Once Again Kissed Me On The Lips, Only This Time He Used His Tounge. I Kissed Him Back Using My Tounge Too. I Looked Down And Saw His Cock Grow Hard Under His Towel. I Looked Back At His Face. His Eyes Were Closed. He Was Enjoying The Kiss. Finally, He Broke It. His Hand Went Down To His Towel And He Undid The Tie That Kept In Hooked Onto His Body. The Towel Fell And His Cock Was Now Out, Rubbing My Leg.
Me: “What Are You Doing?”
Chase: “You Want Me Right? You Can Have Me. On One Condition. You Don’t Tell Anyone I Swing Both Ways, And I Won’t Tell That You’re Gay.”
Me: “Y-Y-You Want Me To Have Sex With You?”
Chase: “Yeah. You’re Cute.”
I Thought Of Myself. I Had Short Brown Hair, Eyes That Switched From Green To Blue, An Okay Build, I Was A Little Short Compared To Chase. I Was 5′ 6″. Chase Krit Thought I Was Cute.
Me: “Would I Be Your First?”
Chase: “Would I Be Yours?”
Me: “Yes.”
Chase: “You Would Be Mine, Too.”
He Kissed Me Again, This Time On The Neck. I Pushed Him Back And Kissed His Chest. I Licked His Hairless Chest And Licked A Path Around His Nipples. I Put My Lips On One And Sucked While He Let Out A Moan. I Got On My Knees And Continued Kissing Down His Body Until I Got To His Pubic Hair. I Went Down To His Red Ball Sac And Sucked On Each One. I Then Stuck My Tounge Under His Ball Sac And Licked A Line From His Balls, To His Cock Shaft, To His Head. I Stuck The Head Of His Cock Into My Mouth And Sucked As Hard As I Could On It. When His Moans Turned Into Grunts I Let Off And Saw That I Had Turned It A Deep Red. I Put My Lips Back On His Cock And Started Deepthroating It. I Went All The Way To His Pubes And Back To The Head. I Stoped Doing That And Wrapped My Mouth Around Just The Tip, Swiviling My Tounge Around It Until He Moaned. I Sucked Harder And Started Bobbing My Head. I Incresed Speed Until I Felt His Hands On My Head Pushing His Cock All The Way Into My Throat. In Between His Moans I Heard “Swa-Swallow!” I Felt His Cock Grow And Throb. I Heard A Loud Moan And Finally Felt His Sweet Cum Spurt Onto The Back Of My Throat. I Swallowed As I Was Instructed To. He Panted Harder And He Sat Down On The Bench.
Chase: “Have You Ever Taken It Up The Ass?”
Me: “No…”
Chase: “Strip.”
I Did As I Was Told And I Took Off My Shirt, Pants, And My Boxers. When My Hard, 7 Inch Cock Popped Out Chase’s Eyes Widened.
Chase: “Bend Over The Bench And Let Me Fuck You.”
I Giggled. I Put Both My Hands Down On The Bench And Bent Over And Spread My Legs. I Felt Warm Syliva In My Ass. I Turned My Head And Saw Chase’s Face Buried In My Ass, Licking Me. His Tounge Went All Around My Hole, And Finally In It. He Continued Licking Until My Ass Was Slick. He Stood Up And Lined Up His Cock With My Ass. I Felt The Head On My Hole And I Told Him “Be Gentle.” He Pushed His Head In And I Felt My Ass Expand To Let Him In. He Pushed His Cock In Inch By Inch Until Finally I Felt His Balls His Mine. He Pulled Out Until Only His Head Was In, And Then Started Fucking Me Slowly. I Moaned Hard, Telling Him “Harder!”. He Went Faster And Bucked Harder. His Cock Slid In And Out Of Me Faster And It Felt Great! “Faster! Harder!” I Moaned. He Started Going Faster Than Ever Before. His Cock Was Sliding In And Out Of My Ass With Enough Speed To Make Me Almost Reach Climax Just From Stimulation. He Started Fucking Me Harder, Rising His Cock And He Trusted So That His Cock Reached Deeper Inside Me.
Chase: “I’m… Gonna…. CUM!!!”
Me: “Do.. It! Inside… Me!!”
He Thursted Harder And Harder Until Finally He Stopped Very Suddenly. He Pushed All The Way Inside Me And I Felt Spurts Of Warm Cum Go Inside Me. His Cock Drained His Sperm Inside My Ass. He Pulled Out His Cock.
Chase: “Sit On The Bench.”
I Did As Told.
Chase: “Lay Down And I’ll Jack You Off.”
I Lyed Down And Felt Some OfHis Warm Jizz Drip Out Of My Ass. His Hand Reached Around My Cock And Went Up And Down It. He Put His Lips On It And Deepthroated It Until It Was Nice And Wet. He Started Quickly Pulling And Tugging On My Cock. He Put One Of His Fingers In His Mouth. He Pulled It Out And Went To My Hole. He Started Fingering Me As He Jacked Me Off. I Opened My Legs Wider And Let Him Go. He Pulled Harder On My Cock And Applyed More Pressure. My Cock Head Was Deep Red. As He Jacked My Cock He Started Squeezing And Releasing In A Constant Motion. It Felt Great. He Put His Head Down And Started Tounging My Balls. He Sucked On Each On Individually. His Grip On My Cock Tightened.
Me: “I’m Gonna Cum Soon!”
He Squeezed On My Cock So Hard That It Hurt. He Then Jacked As Fast As He Could Until Climax Was Moments Away.
He Released His Grip And Cum Squirted Out Of My Cock, Onto My Stomach. My Balls Drained Onto My Stomach And There Was A Puddle Of Semen On It. He Bent Down, Moved My Cock, And Licked Up All My Cum. Then, He Kissed Me. I Stuck My Tounge In And Tasted Something Different. I Realized That He Didn’t Swallow My Cum. He Pushed Half Of The Cum In My Mouth And Swallowed His Half. I Swallowed Too. I’d Never Swallowed My Own Cum But It Was Awesome. Kis Kissed Me Some More Then He Stood Up And Got Dressed. When He Was About To Leave He Turned To Face Me.
Chase: “I Hope We Can Hook Up Again Very Soon, Baby.”Good Reviews = Sequel

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Webcam Boys Chapter 6

When you’re just a kid, and the best friend you’re starting to love suddenly drops you like a sack of gravel for no reason, the world tends to get confusing. The boys take a few steps back to see what went wrong. with the help of some allies

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Fun in the dorm bed

This is a continuation of ‘fun in the dorm shower’. It’s a story of two 15 year old school boys. Please tell me what you think.
As I promised him, the pleasure would continue later that night. Through the whole of prep instead of studying for my exams, I was thinking of his perfect tight ass which I had just devirginised( yes that is a made up word) I could still remember it like it was minutes ago and just like that the bell for supper at the boarding house went. I had dreamt through the whole hour of prep to my excitement.
I and the other 5 dorm members including James sat down for dinner. It was another kak boarding house meal but the thought of what would happen later that night got me through it and I ate as fast as possible to get out of there.
The clock struck 11 o’clock in our recreation room and it was time for bed, lights out was 11:30. While we were all brushing our teeth in our bathroom I could help but starring at James tight boxers, we were all in our boxers at this point, because I could make our the outline of his dick and ball sack through the black and white stripes and to make matters worse he wasn’t wearing a top, I quickly finished up and ran to my bed cubical fearing a boner in the open bathroom in front of everyone.
Lying on my bed for everyone else to come back from the bathroom, I closed my eyes briefly and then struggled to open them again and after I closed them for the second time and thought to myself James could wait until tomorrow night to pick things up where we left off. The deed was done and I passed out obviously because I was tired out from my little bathroom workout with James and rugby practice.
I’m guessing it was a few hours later that it happened. I suddenly woke up to a feeling of immense pleasure but as soon as I open my eyes and moved my head it stopped. I must have been dreaming I thought to myself.
I was soon to find out that I was wrong because after few moments once It looked like I had gone back to sleep the feeling started again. Something was sucking on my dick! I lifted my head to see that my blanket was removed from the bottom half of my body and my dick was out of the hole in my boxers. I still had to figure out who was sucking on my knob.
I knew straight away as soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I was James’s beautiful blonde curls bobbing up and down over my dick. James I said, he stopped and looked up at me with a shocked expression on his face and he explains how he couldn’t wait. I told him how it was fine and he went back to work sucking up and down on my raging cock.
This was even better than the first time, he had certainly improved a lot and I could tell. I sat up in my bed and because he was on his hands and knees sucking my cock I got the full view of his glorious 5 inch cock which was so rock had it was up against his sick pack. I couldn’t waste an opportunity like this and with my right hand I grabbed it and it sat perfectly in my hand. With the precum that was on the head of his uncircumcised dick and began to wank it, starting slowly and gradually picking up pace. With my left hand I started face fucking him again using my hand to push his head up and down just the way I wanted it to be done.
Moments later I felt his cock begin to throb in my hand and at the same time I had a tingly feeling in my dick. It was about to happen and it was about to happen at the same time for both of us, a very exciting thought. I was first to blow my load and he got a sudden shock as the strong cum shot hit the back of his throat and a few seconds later I felt his magical cum squirting all over my stomach. His load wasn’t very big because he wasn’t fully developed yet but mine was gigantic yet he managed to take it all down much to my surprise again. He wanted more and proceeded to lick his own cum off my stomach which was a feeling that just added to my orgasmic felling.
Early that day I got to ass fuck him and he thought now would be the perfect time to cash in the favour I own him. He pushed me onto my back on my bed and then suddenly he put his hand on my now clean stomach and pulled me over so I was now lying on my stomach with my virgin tight ass exposed.
He now took his tight boxers off from around his ankles and fetched the tub of Vaseline which I had next to the side of my bed for personal wanking. He walked behind my bed to where my ass was and I heard him pop open the cap of the Vaseline. Shiver were sent down the back of my spine as he inserted his finger imbetween my ass checks, making sure my ass was going to be ready to take his cock. He put some on his cock and off we were, I felt his cock been shoved imbetween my as cheeks and then against my hole. As I thought this would hurt, I had a pillow to scream into, boy was I right. As soon has his cock made into my ass after much pushing and once he began fucking me I started feeling the pain. I let my cries of pain out into the pillow not to let anybody hear what was going on. He spread my legs as wide as possible making my ass fell tighter will he was fucking me back and forward.
After a minute or so I started to enjoy it. My ass was much looser now and it was all worth it. He continued to pound my ass for the next 4 minutes and then I heard the sound of his balls clapping against mine which just gave me a flash back of when I was fucking him.
His pound began to get increasingly faster until his cock started throbbing and then he gave his final gigantic push into my and he blew his second load into his tight ass. He fell on top of my back in exhaustion for the brilliant fucking with his cock still inside me. The feeling was one of the best I had ever had. I closed my eyes once again and slowly drifted off again into a deep sleep.
I woke up to the dorm morning bell in a huge panic, was he in my bed? What about the mess we made? I sat up and looked around. There was on one in my bed, the cum stains were clean and the Vaseline was back in its place. I looked under the covers and saw that my boxers were back on. He had obviously clean everything up and left in the night.
It almost felt like it didn’t happen at all until I stood up and was rudely greeted by a pain in my ass. What a night.
I walked into the bathroom to take a leak. The toilets are past the showers and some guys were showering. As I walked past I noticed an ass, not just any ass, it was James’s hairless ass followed by a pair of nice muscle legs. I felt my boxers rising from the view and rushed off to the toilet reminiscing the night before.
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Teenage Sexperiments – Chapter 1

Around the age of fifteen I began to realise that sex was more than a solo sport. I had played around with my teenage cock for a couple of years, managing a ‘stiffie’, and enjoying the sensations of experimental wanking.
Friends at school often talked of ‘cumming’ and boasted tales of sexploits with girls, but although I had a girlfriend, we had gone no further than kissing and the occasional fondle of a developing breast. One lad in my class who sat behind me in the maths lesson, would often wank off under the desk, and was proud of himself when the other lads watched in awe as he shot a load of sticky cum onto the floor.
One day I plucked up courage to ask him what it felt like to ‘cum’, he laughed at first and joked at me about being a ‘cum virgin’, but eventually he described the warming sensation and the rush of ‘dizziness’ as his orgasm washed over him, followed by the splashes of cum spurting from his cock.
I tried many times to persuade my girlfriend to play with my cock, always managing a ‘stiffie’ when we kissed, but she point blank refused to touch me. Eventually she allowed me to put my hand up her skirt and feel the heat and dampness of her young pussy over her panties, but would not let me inside them to feel her for real.
My solo wanking exploits continued, but try as I may, I could not get my cock to ‘cum’. I was beginning to get very sexually frustrated.
My name is Joe, I was the eldest of three children, my brother Kenny was 12-months younger than me, and my sister Tracy was 3-years younger. Our next door neighbours were good friends with my parents, and my brother and I good friends with their son Tom, who was around my age. They also had a daughter Terri who was the same age as my brother.
Every Friday night our parents would go for a drink with the neighbours, down to the local pub, leaving all of us kids together taking turns to stay at each other’s house for the duration. We were plaid with pop, crisps, and chocolate, and left to watch TV and play games. No video games back then, so we had to make do with board games or cards. Tom and I being the eldest were supposed to be in charge.
As the weeks went on, and we were more comfortable with each other’s company, the games became more diverse, we began to ‘dare’ the loser. It started with ‘kiss the girls’, and eventually the inevitable, ‘show us yours’. Strangely, the girls were more than happy to pull down their panties and flash their young pussies and bums, whilst Tom Kenny and I were a little more apprehensive.
I began to enjoy the thrill of exposing myself to the girls, the fact that my sister was there was irrelevant to me. I soon realised that the other two boys were enjoying themselves too, Tom had a semi-erection as he gleefully dropped his jeans and pants to expose his growing manhood, he shook himself from side to side making his young cock and developing balls slap from one thigh to the other, the girls shrieked with delight.
As the weekly Friday night games evolved, the ‘dares’ changed to ‘forfeits’, allowing the winner to set up a forfeit for the loser. It was Tom who was the first winner and Terri the first loser, Tom made the first forfeit.
‘Little Sis, you have to feel at Kenny’s cock and wank it for him’ Tom declared, Terri giggled, Tracy egged her on, ‘Go on do it!!’
Kenny had already dropped his pants and his proud cock was showing signs of growing, Terri grasped his cock as though she was going to pull it off, the wrong way round to give his cock a proper wank, but she tugged him several times before letting go. Kenny was grinning from ear to ear and his cock was now standing to attention, his foreskin just starting to open to reveal his shiny cock end. I glanced at everyone’s faces, Tom, Terri, Tracy and Kenny were all smiling and we all sensed the excitement.
The games continued and reached the stage where if the boys lost, the forfeit was now kissing one of the girls pussy, again the fact that our sisters were the target caused no concern.
I was the first to kiss pussy, and again Terri was the loser. She sat down on the sofa, wriggled her skirt up to her waist, then hooked her thumbs into her panties and wriggled them over her hips and down to her ankles, she was giggling as she opened her thighs to show us her pussy.
To the chant of ‘kiss-kiss-kiss’ I knelt between her legs and lowered my head towards her, she had the start of pubic hair growth, fine wispy hairs covering her sex, and she smelt like nothing I knew, not a nasty smell but a unique aroma. As I paused to take a close up look at her pussy, someone pushed my head down, I pursed my lips and felt them on her, I made a smacking noise and lifted my head away from her, everyone cheered and Terri clasped her thighs together, her hands on her knees.
It didn’t dawn on anyone of us what would happen if the winner and the loser were brother and sister, or girl/girl, or even boy/boy, we were all carried away with the excitement of the game.
The inevitable happened, Terri won, Tom lost. I saw the glint in Terri’s eye as she looked across at me,
‘Right Tom, for your forfeit, you have to give Joe a wank’,
For a moment there was silence, then the sound of Kenny’s voice, ‘Yes, yes, yes’, and then Tracy, ‘Chicken, chicken’
Terri shouted above the noise, ‘Come on Tom, you have to, it’s your forfeit’,
There was no thought of me from the others, only the three of them concentrating on Tom, insisting he pay his forfeit. I wasn’t sure that I wanted Tom touching me, but my cock twitched inside my pants anyway. Tom raised his hands, ‘OK, OK’, ‘I’ll do it’. Now I was confused about my feelings, the night had been very exiting so far, and I knew my cock was semi-hard, so I protested.
‘Come on guys, he doesn’t have to do that’ I heard myself say, ‘Oh yes he does’ three voices together.
The three of them grabbed me and pushed my down on to the floor, one of them pulling at my jeans, the others holding me down, in no time my cock was exposed. ‘He’s getting a stiffie, look, look’, cried Terri.
Tom squatted over me and sat on legs, he reached for my cock and took hold of it, he slowly wanked my cock, his hand moving up and down my now fully hard cock. He stopped on the down stroke, and squeezed, then slowly pulled down further. My foreskin slipped back over my shiny cock end, revealing the swollen red bulb.
‘There, forfeit over’, stated Tom letting go of my hard cock, it slapped back down onto my stomach. He started to get up.‘No way Tom’, it was Terri’s voice, ‘Look at his cock, he has a full blown stiffie’ she stated, ‘And it’s wet’, I looked down at my cock and was amazed to see a small clear droplet oozing from my swollen cock. ‘Do him Tom, make him cum’, Terri’s voice again.
I wanted him to wank me, the others wanted him to, there was a definite sexual tension in the air. Tom sat back down on my legs, his hand reached for his own cock hidden inside his jeans, he adjusted himself, than reached for my cock again. Taking my cock in his hand he started to wank me again, slowly at first, then faster, spurred on by the others chanting ‘ Wank, wank, wank’ in unison.
I was lost in the glorious feeling of sexual arousal, every stroke of Tom’s hand making my shiver, a small groan escaped my lips, Tom grasped his cock through his jeans with his other hand and increased his speed on my cock. I felt the feeling in my legs first, a burning sensation rushing up my legs, through my whole body, then into my head, what the hell was it? I immediately panicked, jumping forward I pushed him off me, his hold on my cock released, I scrambled for my jeans, pulling them up as I struggled to stand, and I left the room as fast as I could.
In the bathroom I looked down at my now limp cock, there was no cum, no sticky flood, just a trickle of clear liquid oozing from my cock. Again I thought about the feelings I had as Tom wanked me, was that a cum? was that what it felt like? If it was where was my cum stuff? I felt very confused.
Later that night as I lay in bed, I remembered my friend at school, describing how he felt when he reached orgasm, the feelings came first he said, then the cum spurts. I wondered about my feelings as Tom wanked me, maybe that was it, I had started to cum but it stopped when I made Tom let go! But how did Tom manage to make me cum when my soIo wanking couldn’t? I drifted off to sleep, my dreams were full of sexy thoughts, and I awoke the next morning with a big stiffie.

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Walking In chapter 2

As I was washing my face I heard a knock on the door and Dan’s voice answering what sounded like the arrival of our room service.
I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to eat. Dan and Karla were still in their swim suits as we at dinner watching a movie on HBO. I tried my best to not look at them too much less I start undressing them with my eyes. I had never done anything with a guy before, but for some reason I couldn’t get the image of Dan plowing his cock into Karla’s cunt out of my head.
We were all pretty tired from the swimming (and the fucking) so after we watched some random TV we all dressed for bed.
“Hey guys, up for a little smoke?” Dan asked, pulling a bag of weed out of his luggage.
“Ooh, yes! We can use the balcony!” Karla said, sitting up on the bed, instantly intrigued.
“Uhh, I don’t know guys”. I hesitated, thinking about the impact the smoke would have on my lungs. “I have a meet next week and I-“
“Meet, shmeet.” Dan interrupted as he opened the bag and began packing a bowl. “This will be good for us. Applying to college is a very stressful time in a young adult’s life.” The fake tone of severity in his voice was not lost upon me. “This is precisely what the doctor ordered.”
“Yeah Alex. What the doctor ordered.” Karla added.
“Fine. But we have to be quiet, there might be people outside on other balconies.”
With that we turned off the lights in the room and slipped outside. Dan packs a mean bowl so we were able to keep a cherry going for a good 3 rounds.
“Shit Dan, what is this stuff? Purple Haze?” I asked after my fourth hit, already feeling like I was on Cloud 9. But all Dan could do was smile and nod in response. After we cashed the bowl we went back inside, Dan and I stripped down to our boxers, Karla to her panties and t-shirt and we all went to our respective beds.
I was drifting away in my own wonderful world totally ignorant of what was happening in the bed next to me until I heard a loud, “No!” I was jolted out of my happy place to hear some muffled argument coming from Dan and Karla. Then I heard someone get up and tip toe over to my bed.
“Alex? Alex, are you awake?” It was Dan.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Dude, she kicked me out of the bed. I don’t want to sleep on the floor, can we share?”
Even if I hadn’t been high as a kite I probably would have said yes. Dan and I used to share a bed all the time when we were younger and had sleepovers. I scooted over and felt Dan slip in under the covers of the queen-sized bed. I felt his leg brush against mine and I was suddenly aware of the raging boner I had. Weed always makes me horny and having Dan in bed with my sure wasn’t going to help matters. I tried to drift back to that blissful place right between sleep and consciousness but I felt Dan roll over onto his side facing me.
“Alex?”
“Yeah?”
“You high?”
I laughed lightly, “Yeah man. Totally.”
“Sweet.”
Silence.
“Dude, how fucked up is that that she kicked my out of the bed?” Dan whispered.
I laughed again. “What did you do?
“I just wanted some head.” At this both Dan and I tried to restrain our laughter but it forced its way out of both of us.
“And she said no?” I asked
“Psh, yeah. She said we’d had enough for today.” I don’t know if Dan was aware he was telling me he and Karla had fucked earlier, but I let it slide.
“Dude, that sucks.” I said, slowly sensing that Dan was steering the conversation in some unknown direction.
“I know.”
Silence.
“It’s fucked up because smoking always makes me so fucking horny.”
“Yeah I know, same here.” I said, totally uninhibited by the THC flowing through my system.
Once again, silence.
“Alex I’m sorry I gotta jack off, this boner is killing me.” Dan whispered as I felt him moving around on the bed. I turned towards him and could make out the faint outline of him pulling his boxers off, leaving his firm, muscular silhouette totally bare only a few inches from me. I momentarily was unsure of what to do, but I quickly threw caution to the wind and followed suit, pulling my boxers off and kicking them down to the end of the bed. Dan and my movements had thrown the blankets own to our knees exposing us to each other, the only thing between us was the darkness. In a matter of seconds I heard Dan reach down to his bag on the floor by his side and next heard him open what could only have been a bottle of lube because the next thing I know he taps me with it and said, “help yourself.” I took the bottle and squeezed a nice sized dollop into my hand and tossed the bottle between Dan and my legs. I spread the lube over my rock hard dick and instantly felt a warming sensation engulf my meat. Dan must use that warming stuff I thought to myself. Nice.
I started to rub my hand up and down my shaft, creating an incredibly hot sound effect which was mirrored by Dan’s similar actions.
I had coated my entire dick in lube and was thoroughly enjoying the experience when I felt Dan’s leg brush against mine. I thought it was just a random motion at first but then he did it again, this time followed by a quite moan. At any other time I would have hesitated in my next step, but in the heat of the moment I didn’t think twice about rubbing my leg back up against Dan’s tight, sexy thigh.
“Yeah man…” Dan muttered. I could still hear the slurping sounds coming from the interactions of Dan’s hand and his dick.
If all this wasn’t enough, I next felt Dan’s hand start to lightly rub my chest and abs, the warming lube creating an indescribable feeling of bliss throughout my entire body.
“Yeah Dan,” I whispered, utterly captured by the moment. I was no longer making conscious decisions, I was being guided by my lust. I reached over with my free hand and started to rub Dan’s rock hard abs. I moved up and found his pecs, firm mounds of muscle accented by his erect nipples. I took my hand back and rubbed it up and down my cock picking up some lube and precum and reapplied myself to Dan’s chest, spreading my special blend over as much of his smooth chest as I could.
“Fuck Alex,” was all Dan said. He then moved his hand down from my chest to my cock and, from the base up, slipped his hand around my tool and began jacking me off, brushing my own hand away like it was nothing. It was beyond sensation, the pleasure of having another guys hand on my cock. The weed, the lube, Dan…all of it combined to bring me right to the edge.
“Shit Dan…fuck I’m going to cum!” I hissed as I continued thrusting my hand up and down his 8 inches of hot meat.
“Oh Christ…me too Alex.”
And there we were, two guys jerking each other off in bed, stoned off our asses, on the verge of blowing the biggest loads we had every blown. Somehow we managed to remain relatively quiet as we shot our cum. My hips thrust up to meet Dan’s still jacking hand as I blasted a good 5 or 6 shots all over my body as well as Dan’s arm, the first of which nicked my chin.
We sat there, catching our breath, covered in our own cum.
“Holy shit,” I whispered. “I love doing that stoned.”
“Man, I’m still fucking hard,” Dan said. I too was still as hard as I was five minutes earlier, and still horny.
“Dude…you wanna try something?” Dan asked.
I turned my head towards him and gave him a skeptical look, which he probably missed seeing as how it was so dark. “What do you mean?”
“Yes or no. Do you want to try something?” Still being extremely stoned, I found the idea of a potential game or new experience highly exciting. “Alright, fine. Yes, I do want to try something.” I replied.
“Close your eyes then and don’t open them and don’t move,” Dan instructed and I obeyed. I felt him moving around at the end of the bed, his weight shifting around sporadically. Then I felt his hands on my thighs, sliding up towards my torso until they reached my crotch and in one fluid movement Dan’s hands grabbed my cock and all of a sudden my cock was plunged into a hot, wet, slippery embrace.
“Ahhh!” I moaned before I could stop myself. Dan was sucking my cock. I instinctively thrust my hips up, pushing my dick into Dan’s warm, slick mouth.
“Fuck, Dan,” I groaned as I humped his lips. The weed was making every sensation magnified 10 fold and I felt like I was floating in a sea of elation. Dan took all seven inches of my meat with no issue, bobbing his head up and down like a pro. His tongue roamed the underside of my shaft,, from the base all the way up to the sensitive tip. He went down all the way and deep throated my cock, contracting his throat muscles, sending shivers of pure pleasure through my body. Dan then pulled all the way up, stopping at the swollen head of my member which he sucked on much like Karla had done to him earlier.
“Good?” He asked after letting my cock plop out of his mouth to rebound on my stomach.
“Holy shit…awesome…just…wow…” was all I could say. “Why’d you stop?”
“You wanna try something else?” Dan asked.
“If it’s half as good as your last idea, hells yes,” I answered. With that I felt Dan moving around again on the bed, catching glimpses of his toned physique in the strands of moonlight coming in from the curtains. Dan positioned himself with his head by my cock and lower body over my head. It took me a second to realize we were in the 69 position but I instantly realized what Dan’s new idea was…and I was totally game. I reached up and started to caress Dan’s body, his unbelievably defined back and chest, his firm ass, strong arms and finally his rock hard cock. Dan was oozing precum from all the excitement of the past few minutes and I coated the rest of his dick with it, lubing it up and stroking it.
“Oh yeah Alex,” Dan sighed right before I felt him resume sucking my dick; I decided I might as well return the favor. I positioned Dan’s meat over my mouth and lifted my head up to meet it. I was instantly struck by how hot it was, like a piece of iron wrapped in velvet. Precum was still leaking from the tip and I lapped it up, spreading it around the head with my tongue. I had about two inches in my mouth when Dan began to push himself deeper into my throat. I’d never had anything even close to this happen before, but the weed helped me relax and I just let it happen. As Dan pushed in, I sucked harder, enjoying the sensation of having my mouth full of a cock and doing the same to Dan.
It didn’t take long for us to start to emulate each other’s movements: I sucked hard, sliding my tongue over as much of Dan’s shaft as I could, and he started doing the same. He bobbed up and down on my dick and I thrust myself farther up on his shaft. I moaned as he again deep throated my cock, keeping it all the way down his throat for what seemed like a blissful eternity. My moaning caused him to moan. Determined to not let him best me, I grabbed his tight ass cheeks with both my hands, took a deep breath through my nose and pulled him down into my mouth. Dan let my cock fall out of his mouth and tried his best to muffle a groan of sheer ecstasy. He quickly returned to sucking my cock, this time with an intensity I had yet to see. He plunged himself down onto my pole and continuously licked every inch of my meat while simultaneously fucking my face with his own eight inch monster.
His cock was like a hose in my mouth, drooling precum which I swallowed as much as I could, but some leaked out of my lips, acting like a lubricant to Dan’s member pumping into my face. At one point I opened my mouth as wide as I could and let Dan just piston himself in and out as deep as he could before I resumed suctioning his tool.
We were both close, both groaning into each other’s cocks. I was still massaging Dan’s ass with my hands as he thrust himself into my mouth and throat, all of a sudden I felt his ass go taught and Dan’s moans increased in volume. His cock swelled and I felt his cum travel down his shaft and into my waiting mouth. The sensation of all this happening in my throat caused me to erupt as well, cumming as if I hadn’t come in days, even though it had only been ten minutes. Dan had stalled thus thrusting when he started cumming, but as he wound down, his hips twitched ever so slightly, ejecting the last remnants of his cum into me. I meanwhile was pushing my hips up into his mouth, wanting to blow my seed as deep into his mouth as possible.
When we were done, Dan rolled over, his semi-limp cock trailing saliva and cum over my face and neck. My own dick slipped out of Dan’s mouth and fell on my thigh, moist and sticky from all the attention. We were both so spent I don’t even remember Dan re-orienting himself in the bed, instead just falling asleep with his head at the end.
Wow, I thought to myself as I drifted off to sleep.

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My Cousin III

“Lets go inside Lucas,it’s getting dark out”,Aaron yelled from across the yard.
We had decided to play a little soccor befor it got to late, and we were enjoying ourselves. We started for the door when Aaron stopped
me and said,”Lucas, I really do love me. And I know this sounds big, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want you to be
my boyfriend”
“Aaron, I love you too, and yes I will be your boyfriend”, I said happily.
He smiled and kissed me and for some reason, he started to cry. I thought about his”rest of my life” statment, and decided that we were
both “in the moment”, so I too would have said that. We started inside, and Aaron wiped away his tears. His mom had just finished dinner
and his younger brother and sister were helping to set the table. We went to wash our hands and then all sat down to eat. It was a yummy
dinner and a great coversation. A great start, to a great night.
After dinner we headed up to Aaron’s room. It was a comfortable size and contained multiple items of clothing, posters, and other things. He flipped on his tv and sat down on his bed. He motioned for me to join him.
After talking about things and playing video games for about 2 and a half hours,his father came in and told us it was time for bed, unless we wanted to start a movie. It was 12:50 already so we decided to watch a long movie. Aaron put in the DVD and we both relaxed on his bed. His door was closed, and we heard his dad yell,”goodnight boys, we are going to bed. Try to keep it down”
His siblings and parents were now asleep, so we could do whatever we wanted. We got under the covers and started to make out and take off each others clothes. When we were both naked and really horny, Aaron suggested we go into the bathroom that connected his room and his younger sisters room.
“I want to try some things Lucas”, he whisperd.
He led me into the shower, and told me to start sucking him. I did as I was told. I had been sucking him for a short while, and all of a sudden he pulled out of my mouth, and started to pee on my face.
I quickly stood up and whispered loudly,” what the hell?”
He looked at me, with pee dripping down my face and started to laugh.
“Lucas my dear, I said I wanted to try new things. But I probably should have warned you first. Just was your hair and face in the sink. It will be less noisy”, he said.
After about 10 minutes of washing my face and my long curls of hair, I walked out and joined him on the bed again.
“let’s stick to normal things babe”, I said.
With that he got into a 69 position with me. We sucked each others cocks for about 5 minutes, and then he stopped, and said,”Lucas I want you in me”.
I had never fucked anyone before. And when Aaron fucked me, it wast first. So I guess I was nervous but excited. He told me where the lube he had was and I went and retrieved it.
He lay on the bed, stomach down, legs spread. He obviously Didn’t want to wait. So I went slowly. I applied lube to his hole, and decided not to finger it, because he didn’t seem to want to wait. I put a couple squirts of lube on my cock, and put the bottle down on the bed. I lined up my cock with his hole.
“Stick it all in at once, fast and hard”, he moaned
He grabbed a pillow and sunk his face it and gripped it as hard as he could. I waited for a couple of seconds, then as hard as I could I rammed my cock at his hole. It finally sank all the way in.
I could tell he was in great pain because he was very still and moaning loudly into the pillow. I wasn’t sure, but I think he was crying. Why did he want it this bad? Is the pain worth it?
I started to fuck him pretty slow. I continued this to make the wonderful feeling last. It felt amazing and I never wanted to forget that feeling. After about 5 minutes, he reached his arms around me and grabbed my ass, and started to push me down into his ass faster. He didn’t move his head, but his moans sounded more like moans of pleasure than moans of pain.
I fucked him faster and faster, grunting and moaning in my own pleasure. I fucked him fast and hard for about 7 minutes when I felt his hole tighten and him moan very loudly.
I was certain he had came. The thought of him cumming pushed me over the edge, and I came deep in his ass. I collapsed on top of him and laid there for a minute before I pulled out. He turned over, and looked at me.
“You made the extreme pain worth it”, he said with a smile
He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, and went to the bathroom. I put on my clothing and sat on the bed once again. About 5 minutes later, he came and laid down on the bed. We started watching the movie, which was about halfway over. I looked over and he was fast asleep. I was kind of tired, and wanted to sleep, but I decided to look around his room first. There was tons of posters. I went to his dresser, and the top was filled with stuff. His phone, his wallet, things like that. In a corner was a book. It didn’t have a title so I picked it up. Inside the front cover, was a picture of his family, and a picture of me. I knew this must be a private book, and even though I was very curious I decided it would be better not to look. I went over to the bed and pulled the covers over Aaron. I kissed him on the cheek and said,”I love you”. He had a couch on the far side of his room so I decided to crash on that. I loved Aaron more than anything, and right now, everything was perfect.

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Can you show me how

Mike was sitting at his computer desk surfing the internet for porn. He had a powerful hard-on that he wanted to get rid of it. He came across a video of two women making out and fingering each other. He unzipped his pants and up popped his 7” erection onto his stomach through his boxers
He started stroking himself with his right hand and rubbed his chest with his left.
“Ugh,” he panted as he started to stroke faster and faster. He pulled off his shirt really fast revealing tight pecs and cut abs.
“Ugh,” he panted as he could feel himself getting close to cumming. His body started to lose energy and he felt his legs going weak. He shot out a huge wad of cum onto his chest and the next shot hit his stomach. The rest dribbled down the side of his cock and into his pubic hair.
“Wow,” said someone under their breath.
Mike turned around and was shocked to see his little brother Tony standing in the door way staring at him.
Tony was an 11 year old counterpart of his older brother. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He had tan skin and was about 4’9” and very skinny. Mike also had short black hair and brown eyes but was more than a foot taller than Tony standing at 5’11”. He also had a muscular body from his years of being on swim team.
“What are you doing?” said Mike with a hint of anger in his voice.
“I’m sorry,” said Tony, walking into the room and closing the door behind him, “but I heard you panting and wanted to see what was going on.”
“Oh,” said Mike. “Well, next time knock before looking in on someone.”
“Ok,” said Tony, happy that his brother wasn’t mad. “So, how did you do that?”
“Do what?” asked Mike, grabbing a tissue from the top of his computer desk and wiping off his chest and stomach.
“Shoot all that white stuff out.”
“I was jerking off,” said Mike, now cleaning off his dick and pubes.
“Can you show me how to do that?” asked Tony, rubbing on the bulge in his pants.
“Sure, I guess so,” said Mike, throwing the tissue into the wastepaper basket. He stood up and took off his pants and boxers and threw them aside. “Take off your clothes too. Makes less a mess of things.”
Tony hurried and pulled off his shirt and pulled off his briefs and pants. Tony’s 4” boner was already standing at attention. Both his balls and dick were absent of any hair yet.
“Ok, you already have your hard-on,” said Mike with a chuckle. “Now, start stroking it like this.” Mike started to stroke his flaccid cock with his right hand. Tony was so eager to shoot out the white stuff that he was stroking with a maddening speed.
“You don’t have to go that fast,” said Mike, stopping his brother. “Start off slow.” He motioned for his brother to sit on the bed. Mike sat next to Tony and grabbed his brother’s dick with his fingers and started to stroke it for him. Tony loved the feeling of having someone else’s hand on his prick.
“You like that?” asked Mike.
“Yeah,” said Tony, “Don’t stop.”
Mike kept stroking his brother’s dick but wanted to go further with it. So he got down on his knees and put his brother’s dick in his mouth.
Tony gasped. He tilted his head back and hunched his hips forward letting Mike suck all over his dick. Mike was licking his brother’s dick and sucking on his little balls. He put the dick in his mouth again and started to bob his head up and down real fast.
“Mmm,” moaned Tony.
Mike started bobbing faster, caressing his brother’s thighs with his hands. Tony started to pant fast bucking his hips forward.
“I think I’m gonna pee,” said Tony, sounding out of breath. Mike ignored him and kept going.
“Ahh,” moaned Tony loudly as he shot out cum into his brother’s mouth. Mike kept sucking as each shot was filling his mouth with more sticky cum. Tony fell backward onto the bed panting.
“How was that?” asked Mike, licking his teeth of the cum.
“That was great Mike,” said Tony, just lying on the bed.
“I want to show you something else now.” said Mike. He walked to the dresser next to his bed and grabbed a tube of lotion from the top drawer. “Turn over.”
Tony turned over and got onto his stomach. Mike squirted some of the lotion onto his fingers and set down the tube. He got onto his knees behind his brother and used his free hand to so spread Tony’s butt cheeks. He took his fingers and spread the lotion on the insides of his brother’s ass. Tony let out a little gasp as he felt the cold lotion being spread in his butt.
Mike put more lotion onto his fingers and this time stuck the fingers straight into Tony’s little hole. Tony winced as at the feeling and Mike could feel his fingers being squeezed by his brother’s butt. After he put the lotion in his brother’s ass he put a little bit onto his now hard cock.
“Ok, get onto your hands and knees.” Tony did as he was told. Mike made him scoot closer to the edge of the bed, that way he could stand while ass fucking him.
“Will this hurt?” asked Tony a little worried.
“Don’t worry,” said Mike,” I’ll be gentle.” Mike spread his brother’s cheeks with his hands and started to slowly insert his cock into Tony’s hole. He felt it tight around his cock head but continued to push in. Tony was gritting his teeth as he felt his brother’s wide member enter him.
Mike started to push harder, getting more than half in. He pulled it out a little and then rammed it back in.
“Ahh,” shouted Tony, feeling pain in his bum.
“It will be ok,” said Mike as he started pumping his brother’s ass. He put his hands on Tony’s thighs to pull him back as he pushed forward.
Tony started to moan as he got accustomed to the feeling of a hard cock in his tight hole. Little beads of sweat were coming down his face. Mike started shoving harder and farther until his whole cock was in his brother’s butt. His large, low hanging balls were smacking against the bottom of Tony’s ass.
“Almost there Tony,” he said, panting.
“Ahh,” panted Tony. “It feels so good.”
Mike closed his eyes as he thrusted his hips forward shooting cum into his brother’s hole. He moaned as cum leaked out, dripping down Tony’s legs. He pulled his cock out and a glob of cum fell to the floor. Mike and Tony both collapsed onto the bed exhausted.

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Bateman and Son Photography VI

Tim’s adventure continues as he falls further under the spell of the pervy photagrapher and his son as he gets measured for outfits to pose in at the tailor shop.

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Lex and I

I have always been the curious type seeking new, exciting experiences at every opportunity. Usually, I had to get far away from the sleepy, Florida town I grew up in to get these thrills. But I was pleasantly surprised by one particular experience that I came upon right at home. I was 17 at the time and about 5’11 and 170 lbs with light brown hair. I consider myself a pretty average guy size wise at about 7 3/4 inches. But, enough about me.
One evening I was incredibly bored. The summer had just begun a week before and I decided it would be a good idea to have some friends over. I invited a bunch of my friends, old and new, to my place to just chill out and watch a movie. It’s a pretty common thing since I have one of the more exciting party houses out of the group. My dad was out of town and the house was completely empty so we all had a pretty good time. Cleverly, my dad locked up all the booze before he left town so things were pretty tame, but we still managed to get wild
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At about midnight everyone left. The local cops are pretty strict with the youth curfew so nobody wanted to lose their license over partying. Everyone left pretty easily except for my friend Lex, whose junker first car wouldn’t start. Lex was about 6 foot tall and had the blondest hair in the school. The girls found him pretty attractive but everyone thought he was gay as he had only gone out with 2 girls since the start of high school.
I know a little about cars so I offered to take a look at his ride. Lex was sitting on the side of the car as I was bent over the engine block checking the wiring connections under the hood. I asked him to go to my garage and grab a wrench for me and he, dutifly, walked off to the garage. He came back quickly and handed me the wrench, stepping back quietly. I glanced up at the windshield and noticed that he was staring right at my ass. Being a straight guy, I was kinda alarmed by the thought that he was checking me out but figured I’d let it go since he was one of my best friends. Somewhat alarmed, I tightened a few connections and asked him to start the car, but the crap Oldsmobile only managed to sputter. This time I decided I should go under the car and take a look, so he and I pushed the car into my garage so I could get into the light. I grabbed his skateboard from the passenger seat and rolled underneath the car. Since I didn’t jack it up, I was only halfway underneath, leaving my waist and legs out in the open. I eventually narrowed down the problem to the transmission and peeked over to my right, where there was an old mirror resting against the wall. This time, I noticed he was staring right at my crotch and was grabbing his. Well, there was no confusion now: he was obviously gay. But I was relatively unconcerned since he never had tried anything with me before. Still a little startled, I swiftly cleared my throat and told him that there was nothing I could do about it and he would need to get it hauled off.
Visibly bummed, he called his house to get a hold of his dad. He was thinking that his dad would come with their trailer and haul it off, but he never answered the phone. He called his dads cell and his moms cell but neither responded. He was pissed at this point and asked me if I would let him stay the night at my place. I thought nothing of it since we had 2 empty bedrooms in the house and told him yes. Still concerned he would get bitched out by his parents, he called the house and left a message on the machine telling him where he was and how to get a hold of him at my place. So I closed up the garage and we went into the house.
I was drenched with sweat and unconsciously took off my shirt as I walked into the door. It wasn’t till I turned around and asked him if he had any spare clothes in his car that I realized how dumb it was to do that with him having been checking me out earlier. He said he didn’t, so I threw him some of my clothes from the closet and told him to make himself comfortable while I cleaned up. I grabbed a towel for myself as well as a t-shirt and some gym shorts, figuring I didn’t want to run the risk of the towel falling off while I walked from the bathroom to my room, giving him the whole show. As I stood in the shower, I started thinking about what I had noticed outside. Seeing him touching himself while he looked at me had me kinda curious. After all, no one would believe him if he did spill that we fooled around, especially with my reputation with the girls at school (lets just say, I was a pretty “popular” guy). So, a little curious as to what he’d do, I walked out of the shower only wearing the tight boxer-briefs I grabbed from the dresser. Not surprisingly, he was standing right outside the door as I walked out. He said “Hey man, do you have any old boxers or anything. I don’t want to stink up your clothes with what I’m wearing right now”.
At this point, I knew he wanted me. The whole time I fumbled through the drawers he was staring at the bulge in my underwear and at that point, I was pretty comfortable at the thought of us fooling around. I continued to walk around the house in my underwear and a plain white t-shirt and both of us eventually ended up in the living room watching TV. He decided to take a shower after a few minutes and I continued to watch the TV. After about 15 minutes, I heard the door open and then I he came around the corner, buck naked, and asked me if I had a towel. He was cupping his dick and balls with his hands, but lets just say he didn’t cover a whole lot. So I got up from the couch and walked over to the linen closet. I threw him a towel and he removed his hands to catch it.
His dick was relatively smaller than mine at about 7 inches and his balls were about as big as mine. The only real difference between us was that I still had a pretty generous pubic bush while he was clean shaven. He slowly wrapped the towel around his waist, staring right at me the whole time. He went back into the bathroom and put on the underwear I gave him but left the t-shirt off. He walked back out into the living room and asked him “ey lex, are the clothes I gave you too big or something”. He responded “well, I figured we’d both be going to bed soon and Im completely freeballing it at night. Yhat isn’t a problem is it?”. I told him “No man, in fact I sleep naked to. No big deal bro”. Lex responded “Ah that’s cool. I just find it more comfortable to sleep naked. I like the draft”. Wanting to speed things up a little bit, I said to him “Well, its cool as long as you don’t jack off and cum all over the sheets, k man!”. He then said a phrase I completely expected but will never forget, “well, after seeing your bulge its gonna be real hard not to”. “I knew you were staring at me man!” I responded, to which he said “Dude, its kind hard not to. Judging by your balls alone, I bet you have a huge cock man”. “well, if its gonna be too hard for you to resist, I guess I’ll have to cover up then won’t I?” I said. “No. I kinda like what I’m seeing. I’ll tell you what, lets see whose is bigger”. Curious, I said “Ok, ill take down my boxers and you take off your towel at the count of three. Ready?
One.
Two.
Three.”
We both quietly looked at each other for a few seconds. He had a raging boner the second the towel fell. I was still flaccid though, not all that turned on by the sight of another guy’s dick. After all, its not like I haven’t seen enough in the locker room. He, on the other hand, was throbbing at the sight of mine. “You enjoying this?” I said. “I’d like it better if I saw it hard” he responded. “Well, I don’t see anything that really turns me on”. He then said what I was kind of hoping to hear “Well, what if I helped you out?”. Playing it down, I said “what, you have a porno library somewhere I don’t see?”. “No. I’ll just work it up for you”. “Umm. Ok”.
He slowly walked over to me and knelt down at my feet. He took my cock into his mouth and slowly sucked my dick. After a while, I started to bend in as he blew me and before long, I was straight up fucking his face. He was clearly enjoying it but I was still a little skiddish about the whole thing, even though I was banging his mouth. He said “Hey Chris, why don’t we go to your room?”, and soon we were both walking across the house to my room. We both leapt onto the queen size bed in my room and I laid him out on the bed. I started to wank his cock as we squirmed around the bed. Soon, his ass was in my face and I was sucking him off as he sucked off mine. I started dripping precum into his mouth when he suddenly stopped and turned to be “Man, I want you to fuck me”. I was so horny the only word I could get out was “condom”. He said “No, im clean man. I want you to cum inside of me”. “Ok lex. Ok.”
We returned to the same position and I slowly started working my finger into his asshole, loosening him up before I rammed my throbbing cock into his ass. In some crazy maneuver, I picked him up by the waist and threw him over to my side. I stood up, grabbed him, and threw him over the side of my bed. The only thing he managed to say was “fuck me, bro. Fuck me”. I bent him over and spat around his asshole. I rubbed it in and slid my cock into his tight ass. I had to have been fucking him for twenty minutes, coming close to climax five times before I finally couldn’t contain it any longer. He was moaning like a bitch the whole time. Finally, I let out one good scream of passionate pleasure and cummed in his ass, just like he asked me to. He said “Let me clean that up for you”, and before I knew it he was sucking the last bit of cum off my dick. “Well, Im satisfied, what about you man?”. “Dude, can I fuck you?” he asked. I responded
“Just for you lex, just for you”.
I sucked his cock till it was rock hard and you could practically take his pulse by the throbs in the veins running up his dick as my tongue slid up and down his shaft. We started kissing and he slowly slid down my body, sucked me off for a while and then leaned me over and started fingering me. I told him “well, are you gonna sit there and finger me all night or are we gonna get this over with?” I asked. He said, “fine then. Let’s do this”. He slid his cock into my ass. His dick was narrower than mine so it was pretty comfortable for me. This being my first time getting fucked in the ass, I was pretty tight. I have to admit, it felt pretty good as he rammed the full length of his dick into my hole. He fucked me for about a half an hour and then he started to moan louder and louder. He finally let out one loud moan and then I felt his warm cum in my ass. I cleaned him up just as he did for me. We both held eachother on the bed for a while and we both eventually fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up to see his morning erection bulging from the blanket. I turned over and ripped the sheet off of his thin, delicate body. Still asleep, I slowly began to suck him off. He awoke to see me working his tool and immediately said “Man, lets finish this in the shower, I’m way too tired, you fucked me good bro.” I picked him up and carried him into the shower stall. We both lathered eachothers bodies and eventually we ended up on the stall floor sucking each other off. I picked him up off the floor after I almost came in his mouth and pinned him up against the wall. I fucked him on the shower wall, thrusting my hard dick into his ass as I simultaneously pushed him up and down my cock. I bent him over and turned off the water in the shower as I continued to fuck his ass faster and faster. As I came close to climax, I turned him around and told him to suck my dick. The bitch that he is, he dutifly worked my tool till I shot warm cum all over his face and into his mouth. After I was finished up, we switched again and soon I was sucking the warm cum off his throbbing shaft.
We went to different colleges since and I haven’t seen him in a long time, but we still talk frequently. He has since come out of the closet and is openly bisexual. I, on the other hand, have a fianc?nd we are looking forward to our future together. We are planning one last little encounter before the wedding and I’ll hopefully let you guys know how that goes soon. Keep your eyes peeled for more ;]

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I Dont Want The World I Want You! Part 5 – Conclusion.

In life, we all have to make decisions. Sometimes, these decisions are easy, but sometimes they are “hard”! But some decisions are so hard, that you don’t know which route you will decide to take until the very last moment. Now, it’s time for Harry to make the most difficult decision of his life!

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Measuring Up 3

The boys were hoping to get their favourite girls along to assist with their journey of discovery.