As the doors of the elevator begin to close, I see the mail cart coming my way. I press and hold the "open doors" button for him. He smiled and said "Thanks. Five please". His voice was smooth and his words came easily, without shyness. He's about 30, 5'9" tall, dark hair and a dark mustache. The mustache actually looked great on his face, unlike that of most men I know.
Bryan - My New Friend
Bus Stop Gay Sex
"Take your time" The conductor moved closer, he rested a hand on the back of Jason's chair. As he rummaged through the junk in his pockets he looked over the conductor. He judged the conductor to be about twenty five, hair brown and cropped, his regulation dark blue uniform fitted close to a firm thighs and a tapering chest. His eyes caught the conductor's blue pools, recognition flickered instantly between them.
Business Men Affairs
One afternoon, he was late coming back from his run. The activity coupled with the August heat were like a double whammy soaking his tanktop and running shorts, molding them to his body. As he entered the building, the cold from the air conditioning chilled him causing his nipples to become prominent throught the wet cotton. He jogged through the lobby, noticing the doors closing on one of the elevators. He shouted for someone to hold the elevator, and sprinted through the doors - right into one of the finest men he had ever seen.
Butt Play
He paused, gave me a long cold stare, as if trying to read my thoughts, then a slow smile began tugging at the sides of his mouth. He stood up, grabbed his jacket and said, "Ok, stud, prove me wrong!" I asked him his name. "Joey," he said.
Buttercup
I'm just biding my time. I pluck the buttercup. Put its stalk between my teeth, nippingly. Let it roll like a pinwheel. My eyes intently staring at the golden youth only several hundred feet away, but near enough for my clear vision. He sings. Too far to catch the melody, or hear the words, but his arms reach out like a tenor-soprano. His gestures wide and big. He starts to move like a dancer. Takes a leap, his legs fixed together, he twirls in mid-air and lands gently on the verdant flowing grass. The tree that partially conceals me in my hideaway, shivers and trembles in a shimmering breeze.
Callum's Encounter
so, Callum went in the prowl, trying to find his Mr right. he told Ryan he had to go to the gents, he stumbled through the door to the toilets, and there he was Mr right,walking out just as josh was going in. they caught each other in a sideways glance, Callum felt a stirring in his trousers. "Sorry" josh said as he squeezed passed Callum, "that's okay" he replied, he was sure josh could feel the bulge in his trousers as they passed. Josh kept his eyes on Callum as he walked out of the toilets, josh went into a cubicle, his heart pounding.
Can I Be Your Friend?
Louis area was a big change. I was a very young black teen at the time. The city we lived in was fifteen minutes from St. Louis over in Illinois. This was the 80s. I had very long curly hair and took my looks from my mother. The city we lived in was mostly whites. You had to search for other blacks. Throughout the summer of 87 I would go door to door asking if anyone needed their grass cut.
encounters & first time & interracial
Canadian Beauty
Now I was going to a conference in LA...and I suggested we catch up with a dinner. No sooner had I sent my note when I got an e-mail from Dave: how about a trip to the beach and then dinner...and then we could go back to his place to chat. I could stay over, if I wanted. He was staying at his uncle's condominium while the uncle was away all summer. Dave and I had been inching closer, I thought, before, but this was getting to the root of my desires. Could I be imagining? Was this wrong? Was I deluded?
Cast Party
We entered the room and he handed me the application. I hardly got past his name and address before his hand was on my arm. I looked at him and seemed so lonely. I put the app down and put my arm around his neck. He was into me right then. The soft touch of his face was against mine. I kissed him. Fear and joy took over. His soft, warm tongue danced over my lips and into my mouth. His shapely body felt so good to touch. I tilted my head opposite his and the kiss went deeper. His arms were tight against me.
Chris And Dennis
We talked over the course of about three months by Internet and by phone. Then one day in February, he came to Omaha to meet me. He had a nice chevy pickup. He was even cuter in person. I fell in love with him the first day we met. I was living with my dad at the time he came up. for the first day or so we were booth nervous as hell. He followed me around like a lost puppy. Then that was the best night of my life. I thought I might have a life long partner. We talked about our feeling that night. To my surprise he felt the same way. That was the first night we slept in the same bed. (sorry no sex things happened) but we did kiss good night.
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