Carl decided to give Donnell a call anyway to see if he wanted to go fishing
Carl And Donnell
New Piggy
I walked into the store, staring at them, while buying some cigarettes. Mohamed (smaller one) was waiting for my credid card to proceed, but (the taller one) Gamal was staying behind my back and watching through the window. He looked at me and say:"It's so awfull to work in the night and so boring. There are no people to talk with them. By the way, where are you from?"
Gay Oriental Attack
The boy became aware that someone was looking at him and shyly glanced towards the man. A few seconds later, he returned the glance to find the piercing stare of the westerner boring into him. He felt a strange sensation inside and became aware that he had got an erection. That troubled him, firstly because anyone could see it, and secondly because a man had produced that effect on him. Usually it was one of the girls that his group played around with, not that any of the girls gave him a second look.
Georges' Arrangement
Since I was one of Georges' favorite 'people', it was possible for me to come by his house (I was introduced to his wife as one of his students in woodcraft) and we'd go to the basement workshop, where, among other things, he would give a blow-job(s) over the course of my time there. His wife never came down to the basement.
Never Would have Believed it
After digging through the tires for about 30 minutes in the hot garage and not finding anything suitable for this his car, we decided to call it quits. I walked over to the sink in the garage and tried to wash off the dirt and black from the old tires. Even though there was room for both us of at the sink, he just stood there patiently waiting for me to finish. As I was drying my hands he moved to the sink and bent over to start washing his. I couldn't resist and accidentally/on purpose brushed my hand against his butt and said, "Oh, I'm sorry it won't happen again."
Latin Cock Encounter
Anyway, we've both gotten along well as acquaintance/friends for all this time. This year, I just get dumbstruck, but I'll try to start a conversation with him, just so I can check him out as we talk, and hope he doesn't notice me staring at his chest. I guess I'm obsessed with that chest.
Morning Run Fuck
I ran by the beach near my place. It was a rather quiet Monday, a couple of old ladies and a white middle-aged white man (I'm Chinese). I was getting into my pace when he overtook me. He was going at a slightly faster rate, probably doing intervals. And boy, I was mesmerized just with the back view. He was running bare body, with droplets of sweat rolling down his tan toned back. All the muscles were moving in poetry, everyone of them like pistons in a lean mean machine. He had broad shoulders, good shoulder development and defined tris.
Mr Kims' Stripper
He found a strip club that he had read about in a gay travel guide, and entered with a hopeful look. Brushing back his jet-black hair and straightening his jacket, he was greeted by a doorman that explained the rules of the club and took a cover fee from him. He pushed past the heavy purple curtains and into a humid cramped room filled with businessmen, men in their late forties and smooth muscle men in silk boxers. They seemed oblivious to their state of undress as they chatted and moved close to the men that were there to see them. In a darkened corner, a man was getting a lap dance from a Latino who seemed on the edge of bliss as he ground his hips just inches from his face. Mr. Kim figured this would do fine.
Old Ringold Road
All this was going on in my mind when Tim splashed water on me, laughing and telling me to wake up. After he'd rinsed down the car and I helped him dry it, we hopped in to go ride on Old Ringold Road. It was a back woods road just out of town. I was excited about being with him, and older guy, yet a guy I could handle. I didn't feel vulnerable at all like I might have with an older guy who was bigger than me. Tim was just the right size to try to play with without being overpowered. It was a warm summer day and the car had gotten hot sitting in the sun, so we tossed our shirts in the back. Tim started asking me about school and if I had a girlfriend. I told him, I wasn't really interested, sure to add "right now" in case Tim was phobic about gays and I needed a cover.
Gay Ho Down
I pulled back and told them I don't swallow. The Latin guy starting laughing and said, "I didn't say you had to swallow, He just needs a place to shoot his baby makers because I don't want it on the floor! Now open that fag mouth of yours for that hot load!" I opened up and when I did, the Latin guy said I better not drip any on the floor. The black guy was stroking faster and I knew he was going to shoot soon. He slid his cock into my mouth and I felt him shooting his cum into me. I know I swallowed some but I had no choice. He pulled out and wiped his cock on my face to get the rest off his dick. I kept my mouth closed so I wouldn't drip any. They both knew it too.
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