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Anointing of the Man Child - 5
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 25 Jul 2008
There was the Frat meeting, and that would mean some more hazing, but it would also mean seeing Trent again. He still couldn't believe his luck, or how good last night had been.
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Anointing of the Man Child - 6
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 28 Jul 2008
As his mind was conjuring up all the difficulties ahead, he had missed seeing Trent coming back. He flinched as Trent was suddenly there, in front of him. His whole body shook, as he stared up at him.
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Anointing of the Man Child - 7
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 01 Aug 2008
He listened quietly, feeling his heart thump, feeling his blood turn to ice as he listened to the story, of how at just 14 he had made the mistake of telling his best friend how he had felt.
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Anything He Wants
Author: Christopher Pierce
Published: 11 Oct 2006
I wanted to look at his crotch, but knew that would be inappropriate, at least at this point. So I contented myself with imagining his large cock, nestled tightly in the briefs I pictured him wearing, the organ shifting slightly as he walked.
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Apricots
Author: Luke Preston
Published: 13 Sep 2006
As he stretched up to reach as high into the tree as he could his tee shirt lifted from his jeans and I was immediately rewarded with the sight of his tanned back. His spine showed through his skin, not a hint of fat anywhere and a line of dark hair ran into the waste band of his trousers.
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Aqua e Sapone
Author: Jesse Gambini
Published: 12 Oct 2006
Franco smiled again, and then dropped to his knees in front of me. He grabbed the waistband of my Calvin's and yanked them down around my ankles.
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At the Back of the Bar
Author: Christopher Pierce
Published: 11 Oct 2006
Silently I obey, and my denim-covered knees hit the floor of the bar. I know the floor is dirty, but I don't care. The man unzips his pants, and the sound somehow seems very loud despite the noise of the bar. The odors of sweat and musk hit my nose as his crotch is exposed to the air.
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At The Reservoir
Author: Habu
Published: 01 Aug 2007
After he'd jacked off inside me, he pulled my chest up to his, one arm around me, and stroked me off again between our bellies with the other hand. Nice enough not just to fuck and leave me.
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B-6 Cowboy Special
Author: Habu
Published: 14 Jan 2008
It was with a sense of surprise but not regret the next evening when Leon handed me a ticket for a B-2 Cowbody Special at the same hotel wedding suite at midnight the next night.
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Backroom Pro
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 26 Apr 2007
He was closer now to Taylor, and he suddenly saw the blonde turn around and stare directly at him. His heart skipped a beat as he saw the interest sparkle in the eyes. Morgan felt his cock throb a little, as he moved closer, to where he could almost smell the young man.
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Badge of Opportunity
Author: Gaystoryman
Published: 22 Oct 2007
Tommy knew all the signs, including a few his supervisors weren't aware of. One of which was to see the steady stream of men going to one particular Men's Restroom. He always knew where to look, who to follow when the mood was on him, as it was now.
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Barn Refuge
Author: Gaystoryman
Published: 30 Jul 2007
The anticipation of being with Colin, the naked guys in the photographs made him start to rub his crotch. It had been a long trip already, longer now thanks to his frigging car, and he hadn't had much of a chance to unwind. He loved to jerk off, did practically every morning when there wasn't someone else lying next to him. In that event, they usually helped him unwind, but out here, he would be lucky to even get a peep at some nice tight ass, or bulging package.
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Barn Refuge 2
Author: Gaystoryman
Published: 03 Aug 2007
The hard penetration was becoming harder now. Each inward thrust nearly lifted him up off his feet, as the tempo suddenly slowed down. He didn't know which was harder, the rapid fire of that cock into his ass, or this new slow and deep thrusts. Each one harder and deeper than the previous one. Each one nearly making him lift up into the air. The Trooper held him tight, and he heard him groaning constantly.
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Barney's Dalliance
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 14 Mar 2008
He wasn't tall, didn't have any special features that would make him stand out, other than his fit body. He didn't have any fat showing, no rolls of blubber over his belt, like a few of the other salesmen.
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Basement Woodpile
Author: Jethro Maki
Published: 11 Oct 2006
I was standing just in front of some bushes, and in a couple of seconds, as surely as a freshly lit cigarette will summon an overdue bus, out stepped a guy in his late thirties with a leather jacket and a mustache.
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Bearded No More
Author: Habu
Published: 31 Oct 2007
The hand I had wrapped around my cock is now replaced with your left hand, as you release mountains of cream across my loins with your right hand and slowly shave my pubic region to total nakedness, total openness to you. You kiss and lick the clean canvas you have created, well pleased with what you have done.
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Best Friends
Author: Ian Kovnats
Published: 28 Apr 2008
Nothing kept them apart, until graduation. Then it just seemed to change, as he went to go work for his father in his construction company, and Brent just seemed to drift away.
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Best in Show
Author: Habu
Published: 29 Nov 2007
The two laughed as they went off to the showers. Nicest ass on the East Coast was what translated to Sandy. Sandy collected nice asses. And he couldn't resist the challenge of having one that others said was the nicest to be had. Speaking of nice asses, though, there was that young naval captain very ripe and just ready for plucking over at the naval college.
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Blackout
Author: GSC
Published: 13 Sep 2006
Nice short hair you got, cropped. Let me feel your face. Bit rough, chin, that's good, that's o.k. Grip my cock, at the base, that's it. Point me shaft at your mouth lad, all of it, all fucking eight inches. Open your mouth wide and push it in, get your throat ready.
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Bleached
Author: Gaystoryman
Published: 21 Dec 2007
Pushing the lock of hair aside, he turned to move on when he noticed the other reflection. The man was staring at him, more aptly at his buttocks. It made Byron smile, as he began to walk away.










