I move slightly under the covers, enjoying the feel of the silky material against my warm skin, caressing my body as you had the night before. Opening my eyes I move my head so my gaze falls on your sleeping form, lying next to me. A tendril of hair falls down, framing your closed lids and dark, bushy eyebrows. I move closer to you as your arm enfolds me in your quiet strength.
friendship
Innocent Love
Old West Gang Of Thieves
You'd think, after all these years of being a part of the most notorious thieving group - we're named the Saxons - in the Valley of Brittlewood, that I'd know better. Stealing from the mayor, shoot, I should've known I'd regret it, especially since I was doing it without Garret's knowledge, much less permission. Garret's the leader of our little thieving group.
historical
Watching Kid Jacking His 8 Inch Monster
They all knew what a tease I could be, especially with the men, so it came as no surprise that I started teasing someone else. Ed was one of 'the group'. He was about 5'10", 140lbs and had short, dark hair. He was half italian, on his fathers side I think. He had a cute face, and a gorgeous bum. It was the latter that started it all. I don't think he heard me.
college
Enjoying the Swimteam Showers
After two hours of intense practice, coach finally ended practice, and it was time to hit the showers, my favorite part of practice. I swam on a US swimming team, so everyone was pretty good, and so were their bodies. As the boys filed into the locker room, I watched their muscular asses gyrate as they strutted through their little speedos.
athletic
Coming Out To My Wife
Darling her. But it was now over 6 years that I had hidden it from her that I am gay. I mean bisexual. But to me it was the same. The unimaginable thrill of homosexuality could not be missed out. I have this one life and I must, must experience a juicy homosexual relationship before I die. It is simply too dear for me to miss out. She gifted me her bisexual boyfriend. We met alone once.
encounters
Cousin Christina's Boyfriend Troy
It involves a distant cousin, (or something like that, I'm not certain if there is any relation at all). He is a foster brother of my mom's sister's daughter. That is to say, one of my aunts gave a daughter up for adoption and Troy was the son of the adoptive parents. He was also the boyfriend of my cousin Christina.
farm
Mike And Randy
They had served a four year stint and were awaiting their discharges. Randy's home was in the mountains of southeastern Kentucky, but while in the service he rented an apartment just off base with Mike, a shipmate from Ohio. Randy and Mike had known each other a couple of years since the time they'd spent together in Naval Air Training School.
military
The Tutor
Almost simultaneously he thought of the student he was preparing so hard for, and shook his head giving a disparaging grunt. Frank was a college sponsored mentor for six of his peers, and worked hard to help each one to advance and succeed. Taking great pride in the fact that he had helped each one to become a little better through his efforts, and justifiably so. All, of course, but one.
college
Fast Food
And I had gotten to know all the regulars that shuffle in and out. You'd really be surprised at how few non regular people come into a place like this. The same old farts with their coupons and their special requests. The same business men and women who need it fast and usually have no regard for you.
beginnings
The Two Young Blue-Collar Roofers
His colleague was on holiday, which was extremely convenient as Paul had a major distraction to deal with and as a result was not getting much work done. There were a couple of workmen repairing the roof to his office, they were absolutely gorgeous and it was the middle of a heatwave so their clothing was minimal.
encounters
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