I was a well-established leader within the group, which basically meant that most of the younger kids came to me when there was a problem that they didn't want to take to the adults. In a strange way, I had always felt very satisfied in their trust, the way they knew that I would help without getting them in trouble and the emotional bonds that would form in this process. So, in between games of volleyball, campfire-type songs and our token religious service, I spent the time with one kid or another, just talking through stuff. I usually spent a little extra time with new kids, to help them assimilate, but Alexander had quickly gotten up to speed with the group. Consequently, he was like a shadow to me: I knew he was there, but since he didn't seem to need me, I didn't really see him.
Alexander The Great
Beautiful Day To Fly
"What are you..." Clay started, then stopped as Troy began to kiss Clay's neck. Maybe it was the gorgeous sky, maybe it was pride he felt for Clay's flying ability, or maybe it was just the fact that Clay was the hottest man in the world, but Troy could no longer resist the feeling. He kissed the left side of Clay's neck passionately while rubbing his hands down Clay's chest. Clay's initial protest had been muted, replaced with pleasured sighs. "Oh Troy, don't stop," he sighed as Troy's kisses aroused him more and more.
Dead End Career
The first time my volunteer work touched my professional life, I went out for a drink. I sat alone at the bar, downing one beer after another. I was trying to get the image of the kind old woman out of my mind. A woman that I had talked to at the hospital, and had taken a turn for the worse. She was now on a slab in my mortuary, and I was responsible for her preparation.
Danny
Ian toasted his backside at the fire, letting his eyes roam up and down John's body. "Very seductive." His voice was treacly, unpleasant, as if it might stick to your skin.
Forbidden Gaysex
I have often wondered what he sees in me. After all, I am not even his preferred gender. I am just some creative type who regales him with poetry and happens not to get jealous about his dalliances with girls. I suppose that I understand that his attentions will inevitably be divided. Provided that the other party was a girl, it did not seem to be conflict of interests to me somehow. I was just his special guy who tolerated that certain loveable roguishness. Besides, sexuality is more fluid in Africa. People tend not to attach labels to the direction that that their desire leads them. They lack the western fixation to categorise sexuality into neat little boxes.
Correctional Officer Blowjob
"Strip, boy," he commanded. I did as I was told, first unbuttoning and removing my shirt, then leaning down to untie and remove my shoes and socks and then sliding off my pants and underwear. I stood there naked as he kicked my clothes off to the side.
Aj And Ryan
Staring at the mess he made on his mirror, he felt ashamed again. He turned and faced AJ's bed. He opened the closet door, and grabbed a towel and a hand towel. He used to hand towel to wipe the cum of his hands and the mirror, then threw it in the hamper. Before he headed to the door he grabbed the pair boxers on the floor next to his bed and put them on.
Day Time Lovers
I thought he would pull out like always but today he just kept fucking me, juicy, wet, hot cum oozing out as he fucked me with a passionate urgency... he rode me like a wild man, grabbing me by the shoulder and hair now, pulling me back as he slide in and out, full length cock strokes, riding me to that place where I disappear into the oneness of his body joining mine, one flesh, one orgasmic union as he lifted me up into the clouds and gave me his deepest love, ramming, slamming, fucking me beyond myself and the flesh and then the explosion came as his cock swelled up in me and began to pour out its hot lava of love into my belly...
Costa Rica Gay Experience
Tonight I am thinking is going to be a big night. Ry will score. I am only one easy piece, but I am going to be a REALLY easy piece. In high school I always made them chase and beg, but that was so my reputation wasn't tarnished. High School kids are so judgmental. "oh, alright, if ur shure it won't hurt". Right. Well, I was an Eagle scout at the time, and I didn't fancy myself as a male prostitute - I'll take you to Baja with me for four blow jobs, two fucks and a chance to cum all over your face- so I played hard to get even with myself. I actually wasn't a male prostitute - just a horny, horny gay teenager. But even 5-6 years ago things were not ideal for revealing one liked bottoming for ones friends. Especially if you are one of the school's major swimmers.
Boyfriend On The Weekend
All the way down onto his hips. I rolled over onto my back and Stephen stood up and lifted my legs onto his shoulders, he entered me again I slid back a little on the bed as he roughly pushed in and out of my ass. "Oh yes" he screamed "Give it to me honey" I replied. I cum in me and pulled out, cum dripped out of my hole onto the bed. He took my hand and stood me up. I was hard as a rock again. We walked to my bathroom attached to my bedroom and I turned on the shower. Walking in together we got under the head of the shower and he pulled it off and hose hit the floor, he pointed the water streaming at my crotch and hit felt great.
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