I grabbed my shave kit and headed to the bathroom to sss. (shit, shower, and shave) I quickly took care of business and jumped into the shower. The hot water pouring from the showerhead felt fantastic. As I soaped my body I began to relax a bit, however my cock was on the rise. I thought of having a quick jerk, thinking that the prospect of Jason driving 4 hours to meet a man 20 years his senior was pretty slim. I slowing began to soap up my now hard cock....Man that feels good, I thought, as I quickly stroked my cock. My fast approaching orgasm made me almost oblivious to my surroundings. Just as I'm about to cum I hear a loud banging. Freezing in mid-stroke I jump from the shower, grab a towel and head for the door, rather pissed that I'd been interrupted.
Dont Assume
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.
Do You Remember When
These Sweet Memories Will Always Be Dear to Me,
Acting Lesson's For Life
"No actually I got the job from a guy who couldn't stand the idea he had to think. Now all I know is this Director is young and from what the women say he is stunning so he must have ego. From what the men say they can't stand him. I think we will get along fine though. I have a strange feeling I can just make his job easier by helping him out and not thinking about what they think. " He laughed and turned to face Gray.
Hotel Butler
One day, as his meeting had got cancelled he called for the butler asking him to get two cans of Heineken Beer. He came in thinking that there would be some other guest with his new "friend", but it was not the case. He had asked for two beers for himself and the butler. When he offered him a seat and the beer, at first he resisted that he would not drink, while on duty, but later on, after a lot of pestering by his "friend", he agreed and they had beer together.
Love On A Cold Rainy Night
When he first came into my office, we looked into each other's eyes for a few moments without speaking. That beautiful guy shocked me. Mike at that time was about 22 years old. He was a very handsome boy, with a lovely face, a muscular body, and brown eyes. I spent more than an hour with him, while the longest time I spent with any other guy was not more than 20 minutes. From the first time I saw Mike, I liked him and wanted him. After one week, I chose Mike to be my secretary, so I phoned him to come to his new job. During his first week, I taught him most of the routine work and he was good at it. Every day I liked him more and thought about his body and his eyes more and more until I felt that I was losing control. I wanted him so badly.
Brandon And Todd
As soon as he started past the first few paragraphs, he went into the backroom for several minutes. When he returned he handed it back to me. "I just read the whole thing and it is awesome." I told him that I was glad he liked it and that I wanted him to read it as it would give him and idea of what kind of person I was. I said that I had ten more chapters out in my truck. He said to come in on Thursday and bring them with me. I left not long after that. It was a very long week to Thursday.
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?
Night With Brian
After what seemed like house, we reached the apartment complex. When he parked, I asked him if he had anything to drink and he didn't, so I went to the corner store to pick up some stuff. I came back with the drinks and began to walk up to his door. He left it cracked to I walked in. I put the drinks in his empty refrigerator. He came in behind me and told me make myself at home, so I took off my shoes and sat on the couch. He was running around the apartment doing something so I turned on the TV. He asked me if I wanted something to drink and I told him that I wanted a glass of chocolate milk. He just laughed and made it. I got bored watching TV, so I went out on the balcony and decided that it was time to spark up a joint that I brought along.
My Cum Shooting Star
Chad's hands left my body just long enough to unbutton my shirt and jeans, leaving them in a heap on at my feet. He stepped back but never took his eyes away from mine. In what seemed like a slow motion strip, this young god started to free himself of his clothes. Under his shirt Chad had a chest that would make a young Brando look like Pee Wee Herman. It was like a marble statue in golden-tan skin. His jeans were the next to go. As he removed them (wearing no underwear, of course--what a rebel!) he unveiled a beautifully hard cock that pointed straight to its object of desire--ME!!!
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