We were in the same Calculus I class in fall of our freshman year. We started working on homework sets together and preparing for tests together. We both runners, so we also started running together, usually as something of a study break.
Meeting Friend From College at Washington Conference
Mr Walkowski
The problem always was, though, I had trouble saying anything back to him. He was so hot. He had wide, muscular shoulders, with beautiful bicep arms and a back that tapers to a trim waste. His chest was developed with a bit of hair and below were abs that were slightly obscured by his stomach. He had thick dark brown hair, flecked with grey and sharp, probing blue eyes. I always managed to cover, but I was so powerfully attracted to him that my brain truly had difficulty functioning.
One Hot Night
He pulled me jeans off and smiled, his eyes partly closed with lust, as he admired my rock-hard 9-inch cock through my thong. I felt his breath as he gently slipped the thong off with his teeth. I was in my glory, harder than ever, my cock straining through its own flesh and shining with precum at the tip. He began to lick the lip lightly, with the tip of his tongue. He then went down to my heavy balls, taking them in his mouth and rolling them with his tongue, moaning softly. He then licked and sucked his way up my thick shaft all the way back to the beautiful head of my cock and put the whole head wetly into his mouth, his thick lips parted sensually.
Sleep over at Charlies house
Well, with all that there sports playin' Old Charley can work up quite a sweat. Now, all the guys in school like Old Charley 'cause he's a good sport. But, they get real downright bothered about having to sit in the same classroom all afternoon with Old Charley who is beginning to smell like a bull elephant in heat. So they start pesterin' Old Charley 'cause he don't take showers like the rest of them.
Cabin Fever
Once we had our tools in hand, we began our task. George had the lawn and leaf rake and started raking up the dead weeds and grass. Bobby had the shovel, and was working at getting out the dead plants and bushes. I had the trash bag, and I was picking up all the loose trash, paper, and old aluminum cans that were scattered about. I was amazed at the amount of trash the wind had managed to blow around the cabin.
First Time Fuck at 7-11
Jason had no idea, (or at least that's what I thought) that I was not only gay but very attracted to him. Jason looked a lot like the actor who plays Jack on Dawson's Creek. Dark hair, about 5'11", and with eyes that would make any guy weak in the knees. Although I was nervous about jerking off in front of him, the chance to see his cock was something that I couldn't pass up.
Obsession With Drew
We were virtually inseparable. We experienced all of a young boy's life ups and downs. We had everything in common, and even looked like brothers. Both of us had brown hair in nearly the same style, and brown eyes. He was a year older than me, and was always taller and lankier than I. Overall, we knew we could count on each other. Drew was a patient, sweet, and kind kid.
Jedd's Submissive Bondage And Tickling Story
His house was tucked away near the nearby bay and was quite secluded. Once inside, Adam wasted no time in helping me out of my clothes. Soon, I was standing in Tony's entrance wearing nothing but a smile and a raging hard-on. Taking my hand, Tony led me to his bedroom and lay me down on my back on his double bed. Next Adam stripped out of his clothes and climbed on top of me. As our tongues exploring each other's mouths, his hands ran all over my body and my rock hard muscles. Adam was a little overweight but that didn't matter. I loved the feel of his softness on my hard body.
The Storm Had Brewed and Was Only Getting Worse
He had been chosen out of his whole staff of co-workers to be the one to work late on the big project. The office was empty with the exception of the security guards making their rounds. Mitchell worked hard and fast to finish this project. It was sure to gain him a promotion and a much needed raise. As he worked into the night hours the storm had brewed and was only getting worse.
Office Foot Slave
There was usually no one in the office by the time Troy arrived, so he was a little surprised to see the door to Jake's office cracked open. With gym bag in hand, Troy quietly sat down in his workstation and turned him computer on. He wanted to avoid any contact with Jake right now; he especially didn't want to tip him off about his upcoming meeting with Mr. Scarpelli. But two minutes after he arrived, he heard the familiar "beep" of his speakerphone, followed by Jake's gruff, low-key voice.
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