As I slowly washed myself I glanced surreptitiously around at the naked boys in the shower with me. Some of my favorites, like Tim Holzny, I would come back to more often to watch. Teasing myself I would first start looking at their face and then let my eyes travel down their bodies until I found that special place they rarely revealed to the outside world. Of course, if they happened to look over my way I would have to immediately glance away. It was expected we would look at one another, but intense scrutiny like mine wouldn't be looked upon kindly. I especially enjoyed watching the guys as they touched themselves. Sure it was just an innocent gesture, but it still excited me.
My Blonde Shower Buddy Catches me Staring at His Full Penis
Sexy Andy
It was some years later--11, to be precise--that I finally started taking better care of myself. Maybe it was hitting that magical three-oh, seeing the obits of men buying it at 35 or 40 from heart disease. It was, for me, time to shape up or risk shipping out. I tried the rower, then the climber, then the skier, then the bike. Each time, I'd wind up holding a fitness garage sale a few weeks after the purchase. Knowing my plight, a co-worker offered to go halves with me on a buy one, get one free membership in a local health club. This normally wouldn't have been my bag, but after stepping on the scale that morning, I was ready to take another shot at being in shape.
High School Guys Sucking Cock and Shooting Their Load Together
The only light was from the sunset outside that entered from the high windows above. There was a misty quality to the orange twilight, leftover from the parade of sweaty bodies that had showered there earlier. The only sounds would be the echoes of their groans and words of pleasure. They sat down, face to face on a locker room bench. Thankfully it was bolted to the floor so it could stand their violent movements. Between continued mouthwork and crotch rubbing ("Oh, fuck! That feels great, TIm."), they pulled off each other's shirts and licked off a layer of perspiration while exploring each other pecs, pits, and abdomens.
After The Rugby Game it is About Time I Sucked Your Cock
Each took his friend's cock in his mouth, and played with his balls. Neither of them had sucked a boy before - their sexual experience was limited to wanking and mutual exploration after dark in the dormitory - but both took to it at once, and both boys' cocks disappeared into their mouths with regular thrusts. Peter began to grunt, and Charles knew that he was about to come; Charles felt the sap rising too, and their thrusts synchronized. Suddenly, with an enormous sense of delight, Charles felt the spunk shooting up his cock. He dug it deep into his friend's mouth and shot, just as Peter was shooting his load too. Both boys enjoyed a mouthful of cum, and both enjoyed a fantastic sensation of satisfaction as they pumped the spunk into each other.
In The Arena
"True, but I'm not sure I should tell you." Vitus looked at the slave with hunger. He had paid once for the use of Dirk's body, to hold that blond god in his arms, to press his manhood into Dirk's ass and there spread his seed. Dirk had been a boring lay, though, Vitus sighed, lying there as though he would not enjoy, just endure. Even Vitus' lips on Dirk's cock hadn't brought the slightest hardening. Vitus would not pay the price again for a gladiator slave, but did not regret it, and felt a fondness for this slave that he had once held.
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