"Can I help you, Sir?" asked a young voice. I turned and saw one of the mechanics. This boy was CUTE! He looked to be in his early twenties. His hair was a dark blonde and tousled. His fingers were surprisingly long and thick and there was grease under the fingernails. He wore a tan pair of overalls embroidered to read "Mike". The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing a veiny pair of biceps. I didn't realize that several seconds had elapsed as I continued to stare at his rugged frame. This guy had the face of a boy and the body of a man.
Junkyard Suck
Horny Hitch Hiker
He opened the boot and handed me a large fluffy towel and I took a pair of shorts and a dry T-shirt out of my backpack. The guy drove off as I whipped off my wet shirt and dried my chest and back. Then I slipped out of my dripping shorts and the guy caught sight of my twelve-inch cock and gulped with excitement.
Huge Security Guard Wants to Ride My Cock
I heard the familiar rumble of the armored truck pulling up to the front door. I noticed it wasn't the usual crew of elderly men. I watched with silent admiration as they poured out of the truck and secured the premises. I don't remember exactly what my first thought was when, having turned away for a moment, I looked up and saw him standing outside the door.
Meeting Man Of My Dreams At The Gym
That was the problem -- not that I was in shape but that I was a common labourer -- not that there was anything wrong with that -- but the object of my affection/obsession was a lawyer and, I was told, a junior partner in the local office of a big national firm. Way out of my league. I had dropped out of school in grade 8 and reading isn't my strong point -- nor is math or anything else associated with learning. I'm good with my hands and with tools. He was a man of learning who used his brain to make a living. We were opposites.
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.
John And Mike Become Lovers
Over the next two months, I didn't even notice. Mike didn't bring people back to the house. The next Saturday, Mike had left out a small book after he ran to the store. It was a paperback and I picked it up. It was a collection of erotic stories. My curiosity got the best of me and I opened it and started reading it. The stories were hot, and to my amazement I noticed that my cock was getting hard. I shut the book and put it in his room.
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.
Jogging In NY
This morning, driving cross town past Central Park the dedicated were running. I was having a difficult, not to say hard, time watching the display. There was one guy... legs sheathed in brilliant turquoise Lycra, loping down the sidewalk, bubble butt cheeks like firm ripe apples... As I drove by, I looked into the rear view mirror to get a front view of the tight rear... What a view... I don't think that this young man knew what underwear or a jockstrap was, from the look of his long, thick softy and sac lying down one leg pressed by the stretch fabric into his thigh.
If The Shoe Fits
An event happened several weeks ago that fulfilled a fantasy of mine. A tall hunk came in the store on a pair of crutches. He was wearing a tank top, a pair of long baggy shorts that went almost to his knees, and a pair of Nike sandals. His leg was wrapped in an ace bandage and he still had his hospital wrist bracelet on. I had seen him before in the store and thought he was one sexy dude. So I went over to him.
My Amazing Double Life
I started running with the club one frosted morning two weeks later. A dozen or so people in shorts met at the town common. We did quick introductions, and split into two groups - long and short. The short run was a rough seven-mile loop, which sounded long enough to me. After very brief introductions, we started at a moderate pace up a hill under the cover of ancient maples that still held about half their bright red leaves and the sleepy watch of cozy colonial homes.
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