I like him well enough in general, but I know he's a homophobe, so we aren't close. Not that I've told him I'm gay or anything, I prefer the closet, thank you. My father's a man with a violent temper and I'm no fighter. There's no use attempting to "out" myself and look for acceptance in my family, they're a bunch of under-educated redneck bastards.
Only One Way To Go
My Best Bud Rick
I came back out and he had the porn's that I had rented. He was so excited I thought he was gonna jump up and down. Rick had told me that his ex-girlfriend not only wouldn't put out, but wouldn't let him watch porn either. The movie was called Tracey and her pussy or something like that, anyway, Rick and I sat down and hit play on the VCR and while it started we were checkin out the box cover. Then we both looked up at the screen and it was 2 guys goin at it, this one guy was on his knees sucking the other one off. We were both shocked, we hit rewind, because we missed the title of the movie. It was called Johnny's Cum Shots!
Gay Soccer Dreams
Its pleasure still is burned into my mind. Dreams will always be dreams, but I wish this one would come true. The College soccer team was at a tournament and we were playing the next day. The coach was pairing us up into rooms so we could sleep well before the big game. I was paired with a guy on the team that I wasn't particularly friendly with.
athletic
Conference Bed Partners
I wailed into the bed sheets as he slammed his hard cock deep inside my virgin ass and grunted with each blast of hot cum as he humped it into me. My whole body was shaking in spasms as the lust, the heat of his passion took over my entire being.
Night Time Lovers
His hand, joined by the other, makes it around behind me and I am lifted up, like an offering to his loving mouth. His strong hands now have the cheeks of my ass in firm control and he begins to move me up and down as his head bobs in unison. I can control myself no longer now. I reach out and take his head in my hands and pull against him with all my might, sinking my cock deep into his very being.
Jabin's Story
I've grown up with a very conservative Mormon background. It is July of 2000 and I just turned 18 years old. I graduated high school last month. I've been accepted into a private university in the fall and I am working part time at a drug store almost a mile from my house. I usually have to walk to work because I don't have my own car and my parents always need theirs.
Just Once
I opted for spending the night so we climbed into the cab and made ourselves as comfortable as we could sitting up. We talked for a while and it didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex. Rusty told me a long story about one time in the navy when he and two other sailors ended up in a bed with three women and as I could tell he was exciting himself, just by the way his voice sounded. It was way too dark to see but I made a bet with myself that he had a hard-on. After a while I knew I'd won the bet when he said, "We gotta stop talking like this. I've got a boner cramped up down here that's killing me."
Fucking the Security Guard
We have different security guards who work different days of the week. Well, on Thursdays, there is the absolutely gorgeous black man who works from 4pm to midnight, the same shift I work. I will describe him: he is about 6 feet tall, very muscular, and he has a very tight uniform to where his muscles are bulging at the seams. And he has a huge bulge between his legs, and has a really tight butt.
Caught by Black Guy Slacker
He was a mid-twenties African-American slacker who wanted to be an underground cartoonist. I'd gotten him a little work at the Ad agency I worked for. He could draw really well, but things were slightly 'off': angst-ridden faces wouldn't do for a story board with Sharon Stone exhorting us to buy Crisco Oil.
My Previous Neighbour's Son
He walked passed, with his pint in his hand. I stopped for a second and smiled to myself. He looked gorgeous, with beautiful blue eyes, his blond hair in curtains and certainly he had carried on using the weights in the back of his dads garage. "Uncle Rob" I heard him say insecurely. I smiled at him.
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