"Great," I thought, "open crapping." The first several toilets were either missing seats or filthy beyond redemption. Finally, the second to last toilet was relatively clean, had a seat, and generally looked habitable. The only problem was, there was no partition between my crapper & the last one, so I was totally exposed to anyone who might come in. But at that point, I didn't care, because the call of nature was urgent. I dropped my pants, had a seat and was just beginning to feel relief from my bowels when I heard approaching footsteps. By the cadence of the footsteps I knew that this was not some old pervert coming in to cruise the place. The stranger was not heading toward the urinals, but toward me.
Greyhound Men's Room Trick
Grounded
Maybe next year if he put on more weight. Gotta get on one of the teams-- wrestling, soccer, anything to bulk up so I can take the blow-hard out nice and clean; no wrestling on the kitchen floor with mama screaming to stop or anything; just one clean Mike Tyson knock-out punch.
Group Sex at the Photo Shoot
My name is Marco; I'm 20 years old, 5'11" tall with red hair and green eyes. I'm not what you would call handsome but I make a reasonable living as a photographic model working mainly for mail order catalogues and have modelled everything skiwear to thongs (I have quite a healthy package between my legs so I get to model quite a bit of underwear).
Growing And Finding My Learning
To think now I did all that, placing mirrors in good view of what I was doing with my ass, spending ages just watching myself gradually sinking and taking out those things that went up my ass, seemed sheer heaven at the time, But it was all a secret, I felt it was just me who had these peculiar feelings and I would never divulge anything. I remember my grandmother saying once I was unnatural because I did not like going out or mixing with others which had a big effect on me, her remarks did not help one iota. But I thank the lord that when I started work as a gardeners boy all that would change, I would find my true leaning and realised what I had was a gift and should never be looked on as unnatural or odd, I was bi-sexual yes, but more leaning to taking guys of you know what I mean.
Guy On The Beach
We sat outside a small bar and enjoyed a tipple, the way he talked was getting me more and more exited, he had that certain delectable tone and of course our conversation covered our sexual history and our particular turn ons which were more or less compatible with mine, the big thing was he was a giver and I was thinking just how lucky was that when I had always been a taker, you know what I mean Huh? I had no qualms about sucking ass but fucking was out of my ability, and anyway I could never retain a hard-on - no I was much happier having a guy fuck me anyway. The way he was talking made me flush I knew it, and he noticed. "Perhaps we should now get back to my place to sort you out!" he chuckled.
Had To Have Him
Sure enough, when I steered the conversation round to sex (a ridiculously easy thing to do when you're both drunk) I found out that he had fooled around with guys at school, but had tried to put all that behind him when he got his first steady girlfriend. Straight boys are so sweet. But all the while he was telling me that he only got hard for girls, there was a hunger in his dilated eyes that was nothing to do with the champagne. He started punctuating sentences by touching my arm, and it wasn't long before I realised he would be only too glad to feed me his cock. The only question now was where. My flat was far too far away to be practical; I wanted him now.
Halloween Party
Marc was chosen -- which is one of the reasons I remember him -- and he seemed to be up to it. He laid down in the middle of the floor and propped a pillow under his head and another under his ass, so his crotch stuck up in the air. All the rest of us stood around him, and just seeing the guy laying there like that with all the other guys hard in the underwear was hot enough to get me up! He started rubbing himself through the boxers, then when it looked like it was getting tighter and tighter in there, he hauled out a really fine piece of meat and a good-sized set of balls. He squeezed some baby oil or something (I think it was called "Glide"), onto his dick and started putting on a real show!
Hand Job with Young Guy at the Club
Never really understood the attraction. But that doesn't keep me from going back every other weekend. As you walk down the passage it gets progressively darker and darker. Till you reach the little window where suddenly everything is lit in red. Pay your fee and enter the most popular steam bath in the region. My routine is simple, but this time it was different.
masturbation
Hard Hat Soft Target
"I can't concentrate with all this going on," Huck complained over the noise of an electric drill just above their heads.
Hard Wood Story
He glanced across the street. "And there's the Chinese restaurant okay, but this is a warehouse district, and it's miles and miles and miles from Hollywood. " He shrugged his broad shoulders, started to cross the street -- and found to his surprise that California motorists really do stop for pedestrians.
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