My first experience with a boy occurred when I was 19. I met him in the parking lot of a cruise park in Miami, FL on a balmy December night. He was 22, boyish, clean shaven, young gymnast. We struck up a conversation and it wasn't long before he was in the car with me. I was nervous, I shook inside. He asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said no. I don't remember what he said after that, but he soon had his hand on my leg and I was trembling at his touch. He leaned over, told me to relax and kissed me hard on the mouth in the darkened parking lot.
His tongue was wet and warm on my ear and down my neck. My prick hardened like steel and he grasped the bulge in my pants. I felt wetness in my shorts but I didn't care. He asked me to lean back. He unzipped my pants and put his warm hand inside my underwear, squeezing my throbbing cock til I thought I'd lose my mind. Still kissing me, he gently pulled down my shorts, jacking my dripping cock. I couldn't say anything, I just rubbed his muscular arm as he he dropped his head down between my legs and took my hot dick into his mouth.
I had never had anyone blow me before and wasn't sure what to expect, but I never expected the feeling that this hunk gave me. He ran his sucking mouth slowly up and down my cock, swirling the head with his tongue, bringing me to edge of the abyss. But just before I would shoot, he would stop and we would just sit totally still for a couple of minutes, he gently massaging my bursting nuts. I don't know how long I held out, but his expert mouth action finally sent me to a point from which I couldn't reverse, I yelled that I was going to come! I expected he would take his mouth off, but instead he tightened his throat muscles, rubbed the underside of my ball sack and I gave him an explosion of sperm that he swallowed without ever breaking stride.
He sucked my totally clean, looked up and kissed me again on the mouth. It inflamed me again to the point where I leaned him back, took his cock down my throat for the first time. He didn't hold out nearly as long as I did, but after only a couple of minutes, he shot his boycream down my throat and to this day I remember his young sweetness.
I've had some hot blowjobs from cute guys through the years, but they say no time is like the first time. I often lay in the stillness my room, jacking my horny dick and my mind drifts back in time to that first night with the cute gymnast.
I was trying to be cool, all the while thinking no way will he let me into his life again. Thing is, - well okay I did dump Danny a year ago, it happens, - sometimes a guy needs to move on, search fields anew, thing is the field I searched did not bear oats - it was a lousy choice I made and the guy was a downer anyway, it really made me appreciate Danny. I wanted him back.
He stood there looking like Mr. America. And so boyish in his hair cut and face. I'd seen him several times before but he never gave me a tumble. I don't usually jack with the door open but I must have been extra horny and did this time and I loved jacking in front of him. I seldom get hard in front of guys but I had a good hard with him watching. He acted as if he didn't watch at all.
I took a $6000 pay cut at my day job and had to start delivering pizzas to bring in some extra cash. I used to deliver pizzas in college and knew that it was a fun way to make some quick money. (Free food was nice, too!) I went back to work at my old job, at Paul Revere's Pizza in Cedar Rapids. There was a young man working there named Clint. He was about 140 pounds, age 19, and 5'7".
Was studying in the library when Mark decided to sit down next to me. We end up studying together for hours and then he suggest we head over to his place. Some problem with the heating causes his place to be scorching hot. He immediately strips down to just his Champion shorts, popping off his sweatshirt, tee, shoes, and socks. I look at his body.
I was almost independently wealthy. So, I bought a big house, more like a small estate. I lived alone--not having come to terms with my sexuality yet. So, I just took care of my own needs. My new place had a huge lawn, over three acres. Turns out this hot college guy is interested in helping me take care of things.
Now Joanne and I had been working together in Bingo for a few years now, we're the best of friends and nothing either of us does really offends the other. And it's not everyday she sees me riding the man tool of our latest recruit, and boy, what a ride. He was well into the 6-foot range.
I had severe back and neck ache and my muscles were stiff, hence decided to go to a therapist. The met the therapist and he was my age but shorter. He took me into his small chamber having a bed. He threw a towel at me, asked me to undress and lie down. I did so, but I kept my underwear. He poured olive oil over my back and started massaging from neck to shoulders till my lower back.
I was looking at his rock hard ass in his tight jeans. Where to start on this once of a lifetime chance on meeting that one stud, the one who makes your cock hard just by looking at him. I've always had the dream of being fucked by a man, so when the opportunity presents itself I don't hesitate on making it happen.
I am a 40 y/o black guy with light complexion, about 5'10", average build. I was staying at the usual place when ever I travel there. As always at night, I was watching one of the porn channels on pay-per-view, and to my surprise they had a gay channel. I've always been curious and fantasized about gay porn, but never did anything about it. About an hour later, there was a knock at the door.
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