The War itself was over before I was old enough to join up. So, I went to work on the Williamson farm. Now, at age 29, I ran the spread almost single-handed. The 'almost' mentioned above was the Williamson's son, Billy. Although only 16 he was a very willing worker. Billy was small for his age which meant I did the bulk of the work. I liked to be kept busy. Less time for thinking, that way.
historical
Billy Historical Sex Story With Anal And Spanking
Cast Party
The School of Science was putting on a play by their drama department. I am in my late twenties and work in the community. The son of some friends of the family was in the play. I thought he could use the support. As I took my seat, a line of teenagers took the row in front of me. One of the guys was a black kid was the prettiest features I have ever seen.
beginnings
The Basketball Player Eddie
Eddie was about 5 foot 10 and 150lbs and had an awesome build for a 9th grader. I walked over and told him to come in and shut the door behind him. There was an assembly going on so I didn't want a ton of people in my room. I asked him what was wrong or if he just didn't want to see the assembly and he said it was a boring one and he need to talk to me about an injury he had.
athletic
College Boy Gets His First
I've been fantasizing about you for weeks, shooting load after load on my top bunk while my roommate sleeps below, my sheets getting soaked in my cum almost twice a night. I decide upon returning to my dorm that I've had enough, and I pull up my old emails, find your number, call you and tell you to come get me now.
college
Argh
"Arrrrgh, that hurts coach. it hurts!!!!. " But my moans only fueled Coach Johnson's determination as he worked the tennis racquet handle into my tight young ass. He knew these were not moans of pain. they were moans of pleasure, and he had been listening to them for nearly a month now. Oh how my life had changed in that month.
athletic
Coach Beal
At that time I knew I was gay, I used to LOVE to jack my seven inch cock off to gay porn all of the time. I would sit in my quiet room for hours a day and into the wee hours of the morning watching cute twinks or older men have passionate fucking and sucking sessions. My hand would vigorously work my long member, until I came all over my "built" upper body.
athletic
Crazy Guy Science Fiction
But one day, on a lark, he bought some centaur powder from the occult bookstore that we weren't supposed to visit. It was in this handsome dark-glassed bottle with writing in an odd-looking language, and in embossed in the glass was an etching of centaurs mating. It was a warm summer's afternoon poolside when he told me about it. "Centaur powder?" I asked. "Yeah!" he laughed.
sci-fi/fantasy
First Bookstore Blowjob
This happened to me when I was just 17. I was living in Kansas City at the time. I used to have a little red Honda Express moped and would spend hours cruising up and down Main and Troost just for the hell of it. Later at night the whores would be out working the street. Every so often cops would bust their skanky asses. Further downtown the rent boys would be working the corners.
encounters
Canadian Beauty
It always seemed wrong, like exploitation. But now that it's happened to me. I was in LA to meet a young law intern whom I had supervised the previous summer at our law firm. He was a bright-brilliant young kid-eager, top-rate, great writer. Now, Dave, who reminded me of the TV actor Dean Cain (formerly Superman), was now doing an internship at a law firm in LA.
beginnings
Christmas And Mark
My grandmother had died unexpectedly that morning, and my parents had to rush off to her place about 200 miles away. They said they were sorry a hundred times to leave me at Christmas but needed me to stay at home to take care of the farm. We lived on a farm about 8 miles from the town where I went to school.
farm
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