The man next to him shifted, so he was leaning closer to Randy. He could smell his cologne, as his hand moved down the inside of his leg. The fingers were gently caressing him, feeling his muscles as they roamed across, reaching for more than just his leg. He felt his breathing becoming a bit shallow, felt the excitement rising inside of him. He couldn't believe it, but he was fully aroused, his body trembling just a little to this stranger's ...
It wouldn't be so bad, if Sean would ask him stuff, like how to do things, but he had just watched him for a few minutes, then figured he had it down. There was any emotion, in him. He seemed like he couldn't give a shit if the stuff got to the customer in one piece or not, or if it was clean or not.
It had only been a month since Johnny had been spending the weekends with him. Strange, but ever since he had started hitting the bars, going out on weekends, the person next to him had always been different.
We entered the elevator alone and as soon as the doors were closed, Francois turned to me and grabbed my face in his large hands. His tongue found mine and we sucked face all the way to the 18th floor.
Mike looked at the keys, then at Chase. His heart was still enjoying the fact that Chase wanted him, and he wanted nothing to ruin the night, but the idea of Chase driving, given all that he had drunk scared him a little. He had heard so much about drinking and driving, and he didn't want to risk it, even for Chase.
It was from them both, that he learned about love, about values that mattered. He missed Katie, the way she would talk to him, always treating him like a person, not a possession, not a job either.
They were all big men on campus, simply because they played football. The whole town seemed to worship at their feet, for that reason only. Granted, Skylar was not like the other three, even though he was their leader.
So what if it had taken him nearly an hour to figure out that the reason his phone wasn't working was that he was hitting the wrong damn button? He could pound a nail in straight with two swings, and he was fast too.
It took him a second to push his bunched up shorts off his body, and stand totally naked. Then he lunged too, making the bed groan as he fell on top of Jason, just as Jason had done to him in the living room.
Despite the predicament, my cock began to harden noticeably. He went down on me then, sucking noisily and twisting and turning my cock, getting it ever stiffer. At length, he crouched over my torso, his legs straddling my sides and slowly sank his ass down on my cock.
Funny how things worked out. It was perhaps the longest conversation they had, and yet as he stared at the bent bolt, he couldn't help but feel like he was on some sort of inspection. He could feel those powder blue eyes staring at him, and he wondered if Gideon was checking out his butt.
The Bull was fairly bellowing impatience and the need for the corrida...the fight...from beyond the massive wooden door after I had finished knotting the sash and straightening my black astrakhan, my two-pointed hat. I stood admiring myself in the mirror for several moments.
His body would ache whenever Jimmy was around, which seemed to be always. It didn't matter what time he started work, Jimmy would find him within minutes of Matt clocking in. At first it was sweet, but after two weeks it was becoming more than just an infatuation.
He swallowed, staring at the amazing sight of a naked Ross. The candle light was flickering in the cabin, adding to the excitement and mood. His eyes must be like saucers, he thought, as he took in the small wiry frame of the young man.
The rolling waves were still running up and down his body as he slowly pulled his cock out of Aaron's mouth. The young man leaned back on his haunches, resting against the base of the chair.
Least in his mind. After all who would go out and buy a damn car, just so he could have an excuse to ride the elevator with some stranger? No sane person would do that, even if the car had been a bargain.
He turned and walked past Charlie, noticing as he did how the young man's eyes seemed to follow him. They were downcast, but not from shame, but were checking his crotch out.
Young Sean works in a poolroom where his duties include cleaning and closing up and spreading out across the pool table for the boss. Till he meets a big, muscular, HUGE-hunk black trucker who comes in and wants to take him on the road.
Even soft, the frigging cock looked like a bazooka. It was thick, and damn it was long too. His eyes had bulged as he had thought about what it would look like hard and it must have shown too, as Ralphy had turned to see who had barged in on him.
He hated it when those he met or thought about picking up couldn't carry a conversation. It was like they simply ignored the world around them, and while he knew they weren't dumb, their actions would make one think twice about that.
A young PA, physician's assistant, is on a getaway at a B&B where he meets a studly new groom who comes down to the breakfast room in his shorts. The strike up a conversation and the PA learns of the young stud's patient frustration with his new wife who can't handle his oversized endowment. The PA comes to the rescue, advises the guy and provides a release for his pent-up passion.
John stood there, stunned as the young man spoke to him, and asked if he'd take a picture of him, with his camera, of him standing there. It was like listening to a choir, the voice was so musical and had a lilt to it he didn't recognize.
Eric was yelling now, groaning and moaning totally out of control. His hand no longer held Grant's head, as he arched his body, driving his cock into Grant's mouth. He cried out, then once more the hands were both on top of Grant's head. They held the head, then began to force it down, while the body arched upwards.
A young warehouse worker, staying in a men's boarding house, encounters a hunky construction worker living on the same floor who never closes his door.
It felt like he too was aroused, and then he felt the hand moving down his side, reaching across to rub across his chest and down his stomach. The hand was firm, and yet it felt so light, so erotic, that he whimpered a little, taken aback by Merek's touch.
When Key and his homeboy get kicked out of yet another party late one night, thoughts of sex is something he can't as easily shake from his drunken mind. Maybe he can get a little help from his friend, even if Cedric seems distracted by less important things.