Most of my friends don't think it's too cool to wear grippers, but I think they're just afraid that they'll look like a dork or a fag or some shit if anyone sees them in them. Maybe that's why I wear boxers over mine, but that's a habit I'm going to get out of now that I'm here by myself. If anyone wants to give me shit about wearing briefs, bring it on, bitch. Jesus H. Christ, I don't know why I went off like that on fuckin' underwear! Whatever. Oh yeah, and I was wearing some flip flops, but I had kicked them off. If you could see me you'd see that I'm tanned all over; my hottie girlfriend and I used to tan naked in her backyard when nobody was home, so there's no tan lines on me, or on her. So there I was.
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Special Christmas Guest
I have lots of aunts and uncles on that side of the family and more than twenty first cousins. Every Christmas everyone in the family gathers at my grandparent's home. Everyone but those who live locally stay at my grandparents' house. My aunts and uncles from out of town stay in the bedrooms, and they set up air mattresses and such in the basement for all of the cousins.
Teen Idol Stripped
You remember his show: he played a teenager, going first through middle school and then high school, never attending class but always dating and going to dances. Everyone knows that. What you probably don't know is that he is an asshole, that he lives in my freshman dorm, and that I'm a bondage freak with a taste for revenge. I won't get into everything the little shit did.
Sucking Cock Under The Sheets
A friend of mine told me that she discovered a new resort somewhere in Tanay. The gang and I decided to visit it. The designated meeting place was my house. The night before the said trip, one of our friends came to the house, Ben, with his friend Wacky. Since they lived somewhere far in downtown Metropolis, they decided that it would best that they stay the night at my place.
Reality for this Gay Guy
Admittedly, I know nothing about love. I do know a little about loss, though. It sucks. Shortly after I turned twelve, I became 'estranged' from all the friends that I had growing up. Not because they died, but because they didn't want to be friends with me anymore.
Gay Experience at College in Vienna
I had always been hugely talented in the domain of art, and hugely crippled in all others. I got through high school somehow, taking art classes at every single time I could, taking only the mandatory "other" ones. And then, acting on a spur-of-the-moment decision, I decided to apply for an art university in Vienna, Austria.
Lonely College Student
Ken was roused out of his reverie, from the buzz of the door opening, He muttered that it must be another hustler or wino, when in walked this gorgeous sandy-haired slightly built young man. Ken's cock sprang up to attention. Bob appeared nervous and shy, not knowing what to do, as he stood in the doorway looking around. Ken picked up on this inexperience and innocence, and prayed Bob would not turn around and leave. Finally Bob walked gingerly over to the magazine section, giving Ken a look at his rear. Ken's cock began to throb when he thought about burying his cock inside Bob's firm little ass.
Wrestling Coach
It was great to have a place of my own, even if it was one small room in a dorm. The first week, I applied for the wrestling team, was accepted, and waited for the first practice with great nervousness. You see, ever since I was young, I had known I was attracted to men. The thought of muscled man in tights was too driving me wild.
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Not so Innocent
Once there, I was determined not to pounce on him as is my usual practice when I'm cruising around for a quick one....I wanted this to last more than just a quick trick and he seemed to have the same idea. His innocent looks were matched by his demeanor....it drove me wild. We talked but I purposely steered away from any sex talk....I seriously wanted to date this guy and wasn't going to ruin it by a quick roll. We connected pretty well and since he had to be somewhere, we planned another "date" later. I gave him a hug when he left, not giving a care that my hard cock was pretty obvious in my jeans. The proverbial "elephant in the room" so to speak.
College Cock Rubdown
A conversation in philosophy class lead to a coffee, and then to many more coffees, but only after this recurring class. We became friends through our post-class discussions. We were both jeans and t-shirt guys, both in average shape. He had a full mop of black messy hair, while mine was blonde and short. He was probably a little more aloof than me.
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