The fellow mentioned is George Jones (honest , but not The George Jones. George was my introduction to sexual bliss while I was in that area, a sort of " country rake " known by one & all if you needed to get a blow job from 'heaven'. that was Georges' specialty, and he was known far & wide there abouts. I didn't know it then, but this was one of Georges' favorite 'pick-up' places.
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Georges' Arrangement
Gay Boy
At least, I was pretty sure I knew who he was. We'd agreed to meet here to look each other over, and he was dressed as he had described. He glanced around. He must have changed his mind and headed for the door. My heart sank. But then, he stopped about halfway and turned again in my direction. He looked as if he were debating whether to come over. Finally, he headed in my direction.
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Fuck In The Park
Saturday night is a real bitch. I have to work on the late shift and I don't get to bed until way after midnight. I miss the sex that I have on Friday night when I get to pick up some horny stud in Bobby's bar. I'm a natural bottom and I always get to find a guy with a hard cock to worship and pound my love tube. I wake up late on Sunday morning with my ass hole feeling quite unloved.
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Gay Sex Encounter With Guy Like Danny
He had a very desirable cock which I simply adored and his eyes were very sexy and becoming. He'd felt free to give me his address and knocking at his door was magic, all the electricity was exuberating in my body. And there he was, standing there before me in nothing more than his red and blue boxer shorts.
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Chillin' With Danny
One of the most delightful ways I find to chill with my lover is to simply pamper him and relish what we have between us. When he feels my first touch, when I brush my fingers across his jeans. Across his thighs and just gently teasing his zip tag.
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Dropping The Towel
The kid had his ASU baseball cap on backwards, with the bill pointing down from his very slightly freckled shoulders, along his bare back, to his remarkably trim waistline. From what I could tell, the lucky man getting serviced was good looking. The gloryhole wall concealed his body except from the sternum up. Blond Man smiled at the small crowd, glad to be the envy of the rest of us.
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Denny Works Out
How the hell did he let himself get all out of shape? It is bad enough being gay at 63, but being gay and fat is a death knell. So he bit the bullet and headed for the YMCA. What a great facility. The only downside was that the boys had their own locker room. That was okay because Denny didn't like the idea of being behind bars. The trainer agreed and they planned a workout schedule.
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Discovering Joys Of Afternoon Glory Holes
For example, I found it impossible to stand next to another man in a crowded urinal in case, well, in case. I guess it all stemmed from my mother's warnings about men who were "dirty", as she called them, men who would do bad things to boys if they could. So, I always assumed the worst, even when I was grown to manhood myself.
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Thank You For Fucking Me
Peacefully, not waking me up. Your smell was still there, in our bed, surrounding me like a good omen for the days to come. I took off my clothes slowly, pretending you are there. I closed my eyes and touched my lips with the tip of my fingers. Gently. I played with the lobe of my ear, as I left the other hand explore my chest. Caressing, then pinching one nipple. Yes, as if you were there.
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Frat Boys And Glory Holes
You know the one - I think it was started by some dude named Craig. Just for kicks ('cause I'm straight) I opened the postings for men seeking men. Thought it would be funny to see what the local queers were up to. There was a posting on the site for a glory hole. He showed enough reluctance to convince me he was a virgin to this kind of thing.
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