Sharing life's experiences, milestones and pains. Rick and I were best friends since the day we met. We started our experiments with masturbation and oral sex very early. It was always safe and exciting, something I would look forward to on weekends, vacations and summers. By this first Christmas vacation, we were both ejaculating.
friendship
The Value of Friends
The Voyeur And The Dick
"Good afternoon", he said with a nod. I smiled back and returned the greeting, not taking my eyes from him. He walked over to a small table and browsed through the magazines that were piled there. With one hand he undid the button of his jacket and then slid his hand into his pants pocket, pushing the jacket back as he did. Of course, as a true gay man, I checked out his crotch as soon as it was revealed. The light fabric revealed a nicely packed basket. Actually, it was more a strained basket than a packed one. His shirt was pulled tautly over a well developed chest. He flipped through the magazines a few more times and then sat down across from me empty handed.
Three Years Later
I went as usual to this doughnut shop across the corner. I saw the usual people. I saw the guy I am in love with. This started about 3 years ago, when I moved into that small country town north of TO. Even if it is a country town, it is still an opened modern town, everybody commutes to work. My first week here I went for a coffee and there was an incredibly good looking guy behind the counter.
Together At Last
com Subject: Together at last There he was - and he was all alone. I had gone to the bar that night because I had an awful day and I just wanted to relax for a while but the guy that I had been seeing for a month or so was busy and so there I was all by myself too. Rob and I had just met a few weeks prior to this when the guy that I was going out with asked if we could have dinner with friends.
Tom's Surgery
A 35 year old male nurse, I worked at St Augustine's Private Hospital. Sliding the curtain back I found my patient nervously waiting for me. Tom was a 23 year old farm boy with a distressing problem. The muscle at the neck of his bladder had thickened, causing him to want to pee all the time. I looked at my handsome but incredibly nervous patient and did my best to reassure him.
Tool Boy
We moved into a small apartment building on the upper west side. It was an elegant building that wasn't a large a place, but that was well- maintained by a guy called Pop who lived in a back apartment on the lower floor with his wife and a cute, blond-haired kid, everybody called Scotty.
Torrid Affair
"All you need to do is show up here." Leonora scribbled an address on the back of one of the ballroom dance school's business cards. "Bring a g-string and those tall sexy boots you wore to the last competition, for the pirate thing. I'll bring the music." She held up the card and pouted at him. "Shall I tell her to write out the check?" Trey took the card and examined the address. It was a public hall not too far out on the edge of town. He'd done a dance contest there once before. "The money is nice, but I don't know if this is such a good idea."
Truck Driver Sex With 36 Wheeler On The Road
Of course, I wasn't entirely alone on the road. Macon, Mitchell and Marlin always sent out two full trailers at the same time. Old Wes Stober drove the other truck. We watched each other's back on the highways. If there were ever to be any kind of an accident, or if a cop stopped one of us for speeding, we had each other to turn to. We pulled into the same rest stops each night and had a couple of games of cribbage in Ed's cab, before I would go back to my own cab and turn in for the night. Of course I would read my magazines first. There were always these hookers cruising the truck-stops, looking for business, and I did have a hankering a little. And hell. I'm not gonna lie. I fucked a few of them here and there. I mean, I'm alone on the road and I gotta get my nut, right?
Truckin Foreskin
He sighed out loud. They, foreskins were getting to be pretty rare birds these days and, unless one was willing to settle for a regimen of old men, one had to take what one could get. There wasn't much to do but hope for the best and maybe he would get what he wanted. Still, he could do what he could. He had such a hunger down inside him for the taste of a juicy uncut cock it was difficult to satisfy.
True Story About Cocksucker Clint
Pulling the sweats and underwear down, I was greeted with 6 inches of throbbing, fresh, young cock. (Every 23 year old's dream!) There was a clear drop of pre-cum on the tip. Not knowing what to do with the precum, I spread it over the tip. I took as much of his cock into my throat as I possibly could. Clint gently suggested that I relax and take more of it in my mouth. I was then able to deep throat him. Next, I licked around his balls but I wanted more. I had to have his ass. I looked into his eyes as I rimmed him. Clint got excited and jacked his dripping dick while I ate him. As he came, he lifted his ass off the floor. I wrapped my lips around the head and took a few hot shots of his juice...It was hot and fresh tasting.
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