The rhythm of my pelvic thrusts was swiftly intensifying. My sweaty groin slapped against Dara’s bit sweaty butt cheeks. He was beginning to groan like the beautiful bitch he was. Well, he was still beautiful to me anyways.
I recently encountered a gorgeous young Portuguese twunk online. Nowadays of course, porn mags and dvds are museum artifacts. It’s all happening online. This dude was just adorable. A real stunner; 24, beautiful, slender, firm boy butt and succulent asshole.
He was much camper than me, he was taller and has a jock body. I was a slimmer, floppy haired twink. We avoided each other when possible. When not, we usually ended up in a battle of snide remarks and looks. In the changing rooms for PE, I saw his arse and dick.
I was drunk. It had been enjoyable enough meeting the old boys again. Some of them more than others. David especially. I'd always had a thing for David, and still did to a degree. He still looked pretty good. He'd been an absolute stunner 25years ago.