Hey Mike how's it going I turned and there was Eddie a freshman baseball player. 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. We hung out for a while and were just chilling watching some TV we had and hour and 1/2 of time to kill. About 1/2 an hour passed and I asked him so what's the injury?
"I think I pulled my groin yesterday during practice." can you take a look at it?
Yeah I can where does it hurt Ed? Ed pointed to his crouch and he asked what we could do for it? I told him it depended what was going on with it but I would do some icing and massage today for him which would help.
Alright lets start with the massage, and you can ice during practice and at home ok?
"Sure where do you want me?"
As he said that I thought to myself (in my mouth would be good for me.) and I said on the table would be good. I waited for him to get up on the table and asked if he was ready? I walked over and reached for his belt and started to undo it. He was in his baseball uniform because it was a spirit assembly. As I unbuttoned his pants he giggled a little and I asked him "what so funny?"
Well, not everybody, but still, I'm having to push people away pretty quick - because of my other problem, which is I'm excitable, and it's not long before I come unless I take steps to slow things down.
After several days of chatting with this 58yo online, he trusted me with his home address and invited me over to his home. I indicated to him that i wanted to suck his cock with no return favor necessary. He was also a receiver and not a giver. I again, wanted to experience sucking on a steady basis, but did not want to have cum in my mouth.
There are a lot of homophobes in my house, and sometimes listening to them is annoying as hell, but there's a surprising number of gay friendly and gay curious men as well. It is on my experiences with these men that this (and possibly other) story will focus. What a shock it was to see him....
"WM seeks same for movies and massage. " I called and left a message. He called and left a message. We finally met at a convenience store close to his apartment. I'm average looking, average height and he seemed to fit that description as well, though he seemed a bit older than he claimed to be. I followed him over to his place in my car.
I suggested calling the salon to see if their massage therapist is there on Saturday's. I was in luck, they were there and on the weekends the therapist is a male. I am 36 years old, an ex-athlete who did not keep working out after college. I weigh about 265 lbs with a beer belly stomach. The therapist came out and called me back at 10:01. I followed him into the room.
With a groan, I roll over onto my back to alleviate at least the pain in my dick. Damn. I was sure that Paul would be showing up for poker last night. I had hoped to invite him up to my place after for a cup of tea, and maybe a little action. I roll out of bed and make my way into the bathroom....
The walls were covered in mirrors so that he could see his own reflection wherever he looked so that it was unnecessary to be covert. He took a great deal of satisfaction in what he saw reflected. In the locker room, he stripped and showered before putting on clean underwear, fresh shorts and a tee shirt.
1959 was still a simple time, yet every day was the same as it is today. I had a Black and White TV and Radio. I was sixty and fit enough to handle the boys if they got out of hand. I was sound asleep that first night the of younger boys arrival. I'd heard some strange noises and went to check. I opened the door to the room the two younger boys Jason 13 and Joel 11 were sharing.
After hearing so much about Madonna and the superb job of acting that she did, I decided that I had to see this movie! My boyfriend and I watched it on Saturday night. After crashing at his place, I awoke in the morning to hear some strange noises coming from the kitchen. "Scott", I asked, "What is that?" "You must have been out of it last night. It's my little cousin, Jason. Very nice. My 8.
The city is famous for its many excellent golf courses, but golfing over the mid winter season is very slow. Indeed the weather can turn from bright and sunny to cold and blustery in just a few hours. I like to stay in one particular hotel right on the ocean, all pink on the outside, dating back a couple of decades. It has three outdoor pools, and a heated indoor pool.
org gay cruising guide. He told me (the few words we did exchange) that he was in the U. S. for just a few weeks on vacation. He was a young hot Latin guy from Chile and I was lucky to be the first throat he used. He wasn't expecting me to swallow his load, but I wanted it, no! make that: I NEEDED IT, so he was more than happy to give it to me.
I love the crowds; it lets me spot a hot looking guy and follow him around without his noticing. I especially like to watch muscular guys walking in front of me so I can check them out all over. I saw some nice stuff that night, but I was there to shop. While in Sears, I decided I had to take a piss, so I found the rest room. Despite the mass of humanity everywhere else, it was quiet in there.
"Oh if someone walks in what will they think if they see you undressing me?"
"Oh the doors locked and no one comes in here with out me letting them in, I let you take off everything yourself."
"No I just thought it would look funny is all you keep doing it."
I was glad he said that I was enjoying taking all his clothes off. I continued to unbutton his pants and untucked his shirt. I pulled his pants off and look at him in his boxers he was so cute, young, and smooth.
I pressed on the outside of his boxers and asked if it hurt? he told me yea and I told him I would massage any part that hurt. I took some lotion and poured some on my hand and put it on his leg. I rubbed him soft at first and slowly worked all the way up his leg and hit his ball sac. Oh that hurts there too not bad but it does.
"OK, Ed where here" as I squeezed his balls.
"yeah can you rub it?" was he serious I mean here was young cute guy asking me to rub his balls.
ok if you want and it hurts where ever pain is I rub at
"Yeah rub harder it makes them feel great"
fine how'd this and applied more pressure and he was in heaven by the look on his face. I rub them for a while and he was starting to moan a little now. I asked if it hurt higher and began rubbing his now hard shaft.
"yeah it shoots to the tip"
oh I better massage the whole thing. I stroke his cock up and down a couple of times and got my face in line with his cock. I finally took the head into my mouth with his moaning approval. I sucked it for a while and took the whole shaft down my throat he placed his hands on the sides of my head holding it in place and pumping his cock deep into my mouth. The taste of his cock was so good and he wasn't going to last much longer so he stuck it all the way down my throat and I felt shoot after shoot of hot teen cum oozing down my throat.
after he was done I told him if he ever needed this worked on again to let me know and I would be there for him.
"That's cool I will let you know at least twice a week lol"
That would include cleaning tables in the dining room, washing dishes or sweeping and mopping the floors. One of my assistants hired a 18 year old black boy named Dontazz. I had seen him a few times, but had never actually worked with him. Dontazz worked nights and I worked days. I was just getting off work and went into the bathroom before leaving. It's eight inches long when it's soft.
He picked me up hitchhiking, and I knew from the moment that I slid onto the seat why he had picked me up. I was returning from visiting my girlfriend at college. He was cruising for boys. I knew because of his eyes. They were wide open, as if they saw everything about me, but behind them there was only lust and begging. As soon as I he looked at me, I knew that I would let him.
It's a hard choice. I'm holding my contact add and a naked photo, but should I mail it to the gay magazine. Well, now it's done, but I have this funny feeling, it's like I regret, but it's all to late now, isn't it. The days passed, nothing happened, but then suddenly one day this letter came: It was a plain white envelope without name, but I knew what it was. It was from a Swede.
I got there early, the auto center was open before the stores opened. I was stuck waiting in the mall with the early morning "mall walkers". A strange group of johnny-come-lately health nuts, there on doctors' orders. Sort of an all-American McDonald's kid type. "Intense. " I liked his teen talk.
The hot new kid turns out to be a future basketball star. He lucks so fucking hot. We both have to do twenty extra laps after practice. Perhaps I will get to see his cock in the shower on the first day.
And I mean it really hurt. It wasn't the kind of hurt that comes with an average headache, either. It was the kind of hurt where I felt like I'd been body slammed by the planet Mars. Remembering that the average planet moved at thousands of kilometers per hour only made my head hurt more. Just relax.
It was the best feeling in the world. I was 18 years old. We had a satellite dish then so I knew what to do from my many hours of watching porn on it. Well I was in the bath tub remembering the movie I just watched, and I got a boner. Well I just started to do what they did on TV. I slowly started to rub my cock, then I started to go faster, it felt good but nothing came out.
This is a strange tale to tell you, but I wanted to let you all know about the first, unusual, time I ever fucked Steve Ronsini. I had never had a chance to check out his equipment, even though we were roommates. Steve and mine's greatest joy, though, was science-fiction. Scratching was impossible.
I was rather suprised because I was watching the finals on the Atlanta NBC affiliate - local Atlanta news live on the west coast of Mexico too. What is the world coming to? Of course the Bulls won. All I could do was sip more of my wine and sweat. Just as I had been sitting in the dark, so was he.
Sometimes I get really horny, like today, and I go trolling around the aol chat rooms. This one time a guy wanted me to shit in his mouth, which I agreed to do.
I had just returned from military basic training and married my first wife. I got a part-time job chauffeuring a businessman around who had lost his drivers license. Since his business was selling freezer plans to consumers, most of his appointments were at night.
I had been straight but curious all through college, but, aside from a j/o experience with a friend, I had never been with a guy. But this was my wild year, living on my own in the Big City, and I was determined to make the best of it. I had been to a couple of gay clubs before.
A 18 year old boy was going to go to the "Y" on a Sunday to hang out with his friends, do some swimming, play some pool. you know what I mean. Sure, Eric was gay, but no one knew. He couldn't tell anyone, for fear of being the laughing stock of the neighborhood, so he just went along with what the "straight" guys did. but that was as far as it would ever go.
I went to where the coach was, and he told me to be at the football field at four O' clock. At 4 o'clock, I went to the field, and saw the coach: tall. blond. muscular. handsome. a very nice sight. Then I started to look around, and I saw all of the team members, and they were all very well built. And since they were all training shirtless, I could see their muscles move and sweat.
heavier. At 6'3" and 220 lbs. , Graham was solid muscle, with a 50 inch chest, 34 inch waist, 18 inch biceps. And so on. And so forth. Standing behind me, he reached those big arms around my chest and began fondling my nipples. "You're really a lot bigger than you pretend to be," he murmured in my ear. "I can barely get my arms around your chest. Graham purred. I moved his hands. It felt.
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