Back in the late summer of 1989, I needed some extra money. 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"...Clint had blue eyes, light brown hair (buzz cut), and a cute little body with a bubble butt. I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. Little did I realize that he was as interested in me as I was in him...
We got to be friends. I liked his "fuck you" attitude. I invited him over to watch a movie one night after work. He said it sounded like fun. The first time he came over, I stared at him more than the TV. I must have jacked off a half a dozen times when he went home.
The next time he visited over, Clint wore sweat pants. They were gray and badly worn. It turns out that he had stolen them from the local high school when he was volunteering as a swim coach manager. You should have seen the bulge in those sweats...I finally got up the nerve and asked him if he had a girlfriend. He said no. His girlfriend dumped him when he went into basic training in the Army. After he dropped out, she didn't want anything to do with him. He said that he was not sure whether or not what he wanted was a girlfriend. (It turns out that he did not feel comfortable with the "no fags in the military" mentality and that's why he had dropped out)
I asked him if he was bisexual and he said yes. I told him that I was as well. We laid on the floor together watching our movie. Suddenly, Clint rolled over and kissed me fully on the lips. As I kissed back, I rubbed his young cock. Clint slapped my hand away and told me that we would wait until we were in a relationship before the cocks came out. We spent the rest of the night together holding each other and kissing.
The next day, I woke up with a boner. I softly rubbed his cock through the faded sweats. He was hard. Clint woke up and said "Suck me!"...I kissed him and ran my tongue down his neck. I spent a long time inhaling the smell of his armpits and licking and chewing his nipples. Then I licked my way down the patch of hair running from his navel to the waistband of his sweats.
Pulling the sweats and underwear down, I was greeted with 6 inches of throbbing, fresh, young cock. (Every 23 year old's dream!) There was a clear drop of pre-cum on the tip. Not knowing what to do with the precum, I spread it over the tip. I took as much of his cock into my throat as I possibly could. Clint gently suggested that I relax and take more of it in my mouth. I was then able to deep throat him. Next, I licked around his balls but I wanted more. I had to have his ass. I looked into his eyes as I rimmed him. Clint got excited and jacked his dripping dick while I ate him. As he came, he lifted his ass off the floor. I wrapped my lips around the head and took a few hot shots of his juice...It was hot and fresh tasting.
My turn was next. He swallowed my cock in one gulp. That was pretty amazing to me. I'm a little over 8 inches and fairly thick. The guys I've been with have always been somewhat smaller. Without so much as a tooth mark, he expertly brought me to orgasm with only his lips and tongue. This kid was GOOD!... I was still hard and I'll be damned if he didn't jack me off and suck the cum out of the head of my dick again! I must have shot a weeks worth of cum into that little stud.
Needless to say, Clint and I became roommates. He moved in and we lived with each other for three years. We regularly sucked each other off. Whenever one of us got drunk, the other would grab a piece of his tight ass! One night, when he was drunk, he sucked me off until I went dry...He jacked me to two more orgasms for a total of six climaxes! I ate his ass in a 69, sucked him dry, and fell asleep!
Clint and I had a falling out. Recently, we've become good friends again even spent a night together this summer. (It was as good then was it was in 1989!) He's always going to be a part of me. I guess you never forget your first love. (Especially when he is a gorgeous nymphomaniac!)
It was a gloomy day with dark clouds taking the joy out of life. I dragged out of bed and fed myself. I had to skip my morning wank as I was late for my research project. I hastily dressed on with my briefs, levis, a t-shirt, and a jacket. I quietly left the apartment although the need for that was out of order. I walked down the hallway to discover a sign on the elevator switch-board.
Calvin was a new student, bussed in from another neighborhood. Timothy grew up in the spacious affluent suburbs, while Calvin grew up in the hot and horny crowded inner-city -- but they both quickly realized that they shared the same interests in video games, music videos and girls. It didn't take long for Timothy to invite Calvin to come to his house one day afterschool. Timothy led the way.
I had always been straight, until an 11.5 inch cock was waved in my face. Since that day two years ago, I have been exploring my bisexual side. I have recently posted my first few stories. This is the next of my true adventures. I went back to the bathhouse, took out a room, and headed for the showers.
Bogey could only look forward to Friday! He was tall, 6' 1" a solid 220 pounds of former college line-backer. Bogey was furry; hairs curling out of his open shirt collar and his sleeves. He had a short but flat top in mixed salt & pepper. Bogey's nuts ached. It had been DAYS since he had shot a load. On Friday he was going to an all male camp and looked forwared to sucking and fucking like crazy.
To these columns were attached by chains, in different postures, beautiful young boys, aged 18, totally naked. These boys were there to be fucked in the arse by whoever wished to. Their butt-holes were plugged with antiseptic dildos to sooth and clean their ass between the fucks.
I walked to the corner 7-11 to buy a penthouse mag. (you know why) On the way a guy on a Vespa motor scooter pulled up along side me at the curb. A nice looking guy, I recognized as the younger brother of a old class mate of mine. He asked if I needed a ride, (I was in uniform) and I told him sure, and I got on the back of his seat on the scooter.
I had been down at the river tubing for most of the day (summer school frolics) and could not get the images of semi-nude college kids running around. My girlfriend had gone home for a week to attend her sisters wedding and I had gotten stuck at school during exams. Something really kept gnawing at me.
I really didn't think anybody would answer it, 'cause I didn't think anybody was as crazy and kinky as I am, at least not around THIS little town. New York City, MAYBE, but not here. So here I am, on my way to meet this guy, out on the highway, at the convenience store. How convenient.
I was not having a good day, and the fact that this dump truly stunk was not making it any better. Added to that was that the bad neighborhood compelled me to park my new car in a pay lot, I was running late to meet my friend's bus, and I was busting to take a crap. Walking to the arrival schedule, I saw Dave's bus was going to be about a half hour late. "Great," I thought, open crapping.
"Come in," he called, getting up from his kneeling position. The door opened slightly, and Nick poked his blond head through. "We're ready," he announced. Chris nodded solemnly, an expression that looked out of place on a fourteen-year-old's face, but he realized how serious this ritual was.
Working out with all those hot young guys had tired him out enough that sex hadn't even crossed his mind. But now, with their first weekend pass, thoughts of sex exploded in his 18 year old mind. He had watched the firm hunky body of Willie's climb into the bunk over his for weeks....
Occasionally I had seen him here at the gym, I knew not his name or his address, but I knew I adored him. He normally seemed to go at a different time to me; I prefer to exhaust myself last thing at night. Usually I exercised in solitude, now there was another in the otherwise quiet, empty gymnasium.
Like so many high school quarterbacks, he was very successful with the girls. Tommy stood 6'3" and was built like you'd expect a quarterback to be--real muscular. On a number of occasions, he'd been seen slipping serious tongue to some girl right out in the hallways of our school.
At Henlow camp in Buckinghamshire UK. Why? Because it sparked off a new edge to my life. I'd joined the services to get some life after experiencing the doldrums of civilian life and having difficulty in finding a job. But what I found was something I had never imagined, something that brought out the real me - and it was the best thing that could have happened for me at such a young age.
I just wasn't prepared for what would transpire. Start at the beginning. David and I had been friends for a number of years. Him being a plumber and myself working in the heating and air conditioning fields. We both had the weekend off so as to enjoy each others company. We were working in a small Midwest town that David was familiar with. I myself totally out of place.
This summer, I was 18, and I went as usual, but this time, something wonderful happened. My dad phoned ahead before I left for the airport saying that my half-brother's friend, Cliff, would be staying with my dad and me till the end of summer before he moved. At that time, I didn't even care or think much of it.
The apartment complex where I lived had a fairly large maintenance staff. None of the men involved in the painting, roofing, and landscaping of the buildings, though, had his muscular body, his large blue eyes, his wide smile with sparkling white teeth, and his beach boy blond hair. Like me, he was in his late 20s, I guessed.
He is a tall guy with a medium build. Standing at 6'1" weighing 170 he has the presence of an angel. He gets along with his parents and works hard, maintains a job, school, looking after his grandma and his dogs. I had met this great guy at a bar while celebrating my friend Andrews birthday. He was really the first gay person I had known and actually my first kiss as well.
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