Picked up for being drunk outside the KFC. Driven home in a cop car. If they hear of this I'm fucked. Both the cops look at each other grinning. The cop car takes a sharp turn into my street. In my drunken state I tell them the reason I went out was to get a blow job, then I ask the officer if he wants give me one. Bad move? Click to find out.
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Cop Helps Drunk Gay Boys Out
Engineering A Fuck
This'll be four days out of the last six that the dry squeaking sounds from his bed have woken me up in the middle of the night. I can't figure out if it wakes me up because it's loud or is it that I'm so damn horny myself that when he jerks off I kind of instinctively wake up? I reach inside my boxers, take hold of my growing dick and strain to see something.
college
Boxers Catch Cleaner
I should never have taken this job. What the hell was I thinking taking a job at a fricking boxing gym!? A' course I'm going to screw it up. Jesus! A' course I'm suss. I do look like a frickin' perve. No wonder they are confronting me about looking at them. I can't help it. They are just so hot guys.
athletic
Black Bros Do White Boss
We close at 1 a. m. and I usually am finished with my work by 1:30. Some workers get to leave at 1, but a few are scheduled to stay until all the work is done, whether that is at 1 or later. They're called "closers" On a Tuesday night Tyrone and Duane were scheduled to close. They finished up their work - cleaning, preparing for the next day, etc. , as I did my work.
interracial
Filling Station
Even the silence rings in my ears, measured only by the inscrutable increments if sunrise. As usual boredom set my feet autonomously onto the streets where my mind could wander. Anonymous streets languishing in the loosening tendrils of darkness. A few more streets and turns and I was facing a huge filling station, lights blazing and incongruous like a UFO. He must have been about 25 years old.
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Beach Tryst
The air was cold, almost frigid. I had goose bumps under my sweatshirt and I could see my breath. It probably wasn't the best night, but we decided to meet there anyway. His shoes crisscrossed each other as he walked towards me and his shredded sweatshirt revealed the taught skin that he had promised me on the phone. My fingers found their way inside and kneaded the skin around his spine.
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The Bear Attack
I have not had a shower for three days. I had developed a strong manly order from the work and exertion of the last few days. I was looking forward to getting back to the truck, get back to town, cleaned up and go cursing town for a man. I am still about a mile from the parking area, when I hear footsteps on the trail ahead of me. I spot through the trees a single man.
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Christmas At The Bookstore
Sure, there was really no rush at the bookstore, with an amazing two people in the store at the time -- myself and the owner -- but it was the 23rd of December and the roads were packed with cars doing their Christmas shopping. I chose a transsexual DVD that was a steal, paid the owner/clerk, and left for home.
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An Unusual Experience
I had finished College two years ago and all I had done since was eat and watch TV. My family were fed up with this by now and told me to get my act together. I felt too it was about time I did something. I kept waiting for some unusual experience.
friendship
Dave And I
I was pretty sure of Dave's inclination sexually from the first time I met him. In the small kitchen there were lots of opportunity to bump and rub against each other. After one uneventful night of feeding people Dave offered to give me a ride home. I agreed and told him we could have a drink/cocktail once we got to my Apt. I shared my Apt. "Cool I'm staying up and finish my drink" I said.
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