Thankfully he was. I stretched out, all the while making sure he was looking. He was thankfully. Then I ran a few laps to make sure he got a nice look at me. The third time around I made my move. No one was close to him. I ran past him about 10 yards and then feigned a muscle pull. Ow! I hopped around doing a pretty good acting job I thought. Thankfully he quickly came over. I made like I was going to fall over and he quickly grabbed me and helped me over to the side.
The Hamstring Pull
Church Organist
That weekend, I went to church. I promised my mom I'd go at least once a month, and I tried out a large church near campus. When the service was over, the organist turned around faced the congregation, and it was the guy I had been with. He saw me and looked away. I waited until the place emptied out and went up to him and said HI. He said hi and whispered to not say anything there. I met him outside and told him I had no idea he was there, and he said it was OK, and asked if I wanted to come back to his place with him. I agreed and as we drove, he rubbed my cock through my pants. When we got to his place I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock while he was still dressed.
Christmas Time
To top everything else off it had snowed a shit load over the last week. The office I work in is downtown. I live about as far north from downtown I sometimes think I'm near the north pole. The Cold, plus the snow, plus Christmas Shoppers made downtown a madhouse. After stop go traffic drove me nuts, I finally pulled off the main road and headed into one of the industrial sections off downtown. Most of the places were closed on Sunday and traffic was light. The roads were shit, but at least I was out of the mad house. As I came to a light and stopped I saw a guy waiting at a bus stop. I knew the buses only ran about once an hour down here on Sunday. He could freeze to death before a bus arrived. I pulled over next to him and rolled down my window.
Natural Therapy
Surprised by the voice, I tried to sit up. My head exploded in pain again. I sank back into the pillow, suddenly realizing that I was in bed. Whose bed? My bed was a waterbed. This one wasn't. I didn't care that I was confused; I just let myself be confused. I tried to open my eyes and managed, slowly. Some blurry guy I didn't know was sitting beside the bed, holding a small blurry mug of something. He held it out to me and said, "Drink this. It'll ease the pain." I slowly managed to drink it all, whatever it was. It was warm and had a very indistinguishable taste to it, but not at all an unpleasant taste. I sank back to let the drink do its work.
Suck The Cock of Hot Troubled Teenager Maurice
Maurice had a criminal record that included numerous assaults, several burglaries, marijuana possession, and an automobile theft. To look at him and listen to him speak, you would think this was not possible. Maurice had a smooth sophistication about him, a way to make others listen to and respect him. At 6'3", he had an impressively-muscled, lean body. His skin was the shade of dark chocolate. With long eyelashes and deep brown eyes, he could paralyze or seduce anyone he looked at. I felt immune to all that. I knew he was attractive, but I also knew his dangerous side. At least I thought I did.
I Can't Promise
"The place isn't that bad, I was in the middle of cleaning when you decided to come in acting like a god damn fool," I yell back.
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.
Friendly Neighborhood Root Puller
The first week in our new home had me doing the typical husband deeds, mostly carpentry and landscaping. This particular afternoon, I was digging out some shrubs that had been deemed as offensive and replacing then with rhododendrons and azaleas. This was bull work, and it was an especially warm fall day. I am a fairly decent looking guy, with dark hair, that I keep short, in a youthful manner. My eyes are a pale blue, and I have a distinct dimple in my cheek that gets comments pretty regularly. I have kept myself in shape through running and workouts at the local gym in my old neighborhood. I have never been a vain individual, but I have caught extended glances at me by men and women alike.
Better First Time
I arrived a little early, smelling the delightful smells of his cooking even as i stood, shivering internally, on his doorstep. He answered the door with shaving cream on half his face, and a lopsided grin. He beckoned me in, showing me the living room, and taking my coat, before disappearing into the bathroom to finish shaving. He tried to keep up a conversation, but talking while shaving is a risky business at best, so i told him to hurry up and finish before he cut himself! While he was shaving, i examined his living room. Wall to wall carpet, a fireplace, soft over-sized furnishings, framed lithographs by Tom Bianchi featuring Artistic Male Nudes, all combined to give me a warm glow of comfort, badly needed to calm my fraying nerves.
Michael Lawn Care
My new place had a huge lawn, over three acres. I did not have time to take care of it, so I asked my friend Charles if he knew someone who would do the lawn work. Charles is older than me--he has a son in college. He said his son's buddy needed a Summer job and would like to do it along with some other lawns of similarly wealthy neighbors. That way, this boy, Michael, could spend the summer with Charles' son. Sounded perfect to me.
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