When he returned to the table he placed his hand on my shoulder in a friendly gesture as he passed me. Well, it was as though a bolt of electricity had passed through me, and it went straight to my cock. I couldn't believe it. He was so `not my type' that it was a total surprise that I could be so affected.
Jim And Jitinder
Coworker's Cock Training
The next day I went to classes, and came back to my room, where I started dinner. About 20 minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and Marty came in. He asked if I was making dinner again, and I invited him to stay. He agreed and came in. He told me how much he liked what we did last night, and thanked me. I said I really liked doing it with him and said we could do it any time he wanted. He and said he was pretty horny right now and took off his shirt and pants. I sat on the bed waiting for him to pull down his boxers, and he said I should take off my clothes too. I was excited to have the chance to be naked with Marty again, and more excited that he wanted me naked too. It told me he was into sex with me and not just using me to get himself off.
First Gay Blowjob Experience
He reached lower with the sponge, rubbing across my cock which began to harden and rise. I spread my legs slightly and allowed him free access to my crotch. The sponge felt very relaxing and his hard rod pressing against me felt exciting. He rubbed my balls and inner thighs with the soft sponge, giving me a very hard cock. I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around his hard prick. It felt good in my hand and as I began to slowly pump him he dropped the sponge and grabbed my cock. He slowly jacked my rod as I was doing to his. His other hand went to my nipple and began to squeeze and pinch it gently. I was now very excited and although this was all so new, I wanted it to continue.
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.
Home Alone Two
As he left I watched him walk past me and down the hall out of sight. His legs looked sexy and he had a nice round ass under the robe. I almost started to drool as I grabbed for mugs out of the cabinet. I got the marshmallows, some cookies and set them up nicely on a tray. I grabbed the tray and went into the family room where my guest was sitting slumped on the couch where I was sleeping earlier...dead asleep.
Security Guard
Wherever the bug in the code was, it was resisting being discovered. He glanced at the window and realized that it was completely dark outside. Everyone else had left for the night. Unfortunately, unless he found that bug soon, he was going to be pulling an all-nighter. Deadlines, after all. Software companies live on them. He pushed the bangs out of his eyes, and stood up. Move around.
A Not so Normal Day At The Office
I felt so strange as I lay there watching his chest rise and fall with the rhythm of his sleeping breath. I wanted to cry, to laugh, to sing out load. Instead I reached over and placed my hand on his chest. I felt his heart beating under his warm skin. It seemed so incredible to think that only a few weeks ago Jason was not a part of my life.
Officer Floyd
Twenty years later it remains one of the most erotic episodes of my life. I'd come to terms with my sexual orientation during my first year of high school, yet I still retreated into what I thought was the safety of my closet around all but my closest friends and family.
Sydney Rent Boy Spanking
A time when sex was for sale in city parlours. This was an illegal activity so part of the profits went towards bribing the authorities. An evening newspaper published adverts in their Personal columns offering forbidden delights 'down queer street'. Horny punters soon worked out what was on offer and called the advertised telephone number. I worked in one such parlor at the age of 18.
historical
The Reluctant Elf
I met him in a chat room for silver-daddies and when he mailed me pictures, I spent too much time on there looking pictures of young men. He said he liked my picture with the white beard, and that he'd love to dress up as an elf and be Santa's little helper.
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