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.
The look on his face was heart breaking. He could see the tears now too, and somehow it struck him as how much he looked like him, when he had first told his Aunt about himself, about being Gay.
Seth and Brian were two 19 year old gay guys living in a rented council flat in a rough part of London. Both guys were well built, thankfully and this limited the amount of hassle their obvious gayness attracted in such a run down area. They quickly found out, however, that being such an obvious gay relationship in such a heterosexual environment was not as awkward as it might at first look.
As the liquid went down, he realized that he was really a catch, even if he did sell his body for money, but the truth was, business wasn't all that good these days. He wasn't old, wasn't a sleaze as some might assume.
It wasn't a put on, he could see the desire reflected in Ron's face, the same look he was getting from Andy as well. They were serious, and he had made the deal. He never thought he'd have to pay off, but he had been suckered.
He had come close at school, but his natural shyness, his fear too, always held him back. Danny was certain of one thing, that he was into guys, as for anything else, he wasn't what you would call a positive person.
Justin had known a few guys, but none could compare with Chad when it came to bed prowess. Chad had an above average cock. It was thicker than most, but had a small bend in it, just behind the head. It was uncut as well, which made it even more exciting.
As I gazed intently at him, I saw his eyes flash and his nostrils flare up. Following his line of sight, I saw her - and I drew in my breath. She had appeared at the top of the staircase and stood there, knowing that all eyes were slowly being drawn to her and the cacophony of boisterous conversation throughout the room was bubbling down to gossipy whispers behind gloved hands and fans.
The bulge under his fly startled me at first, and I wondered if maybe he was stuffing his basket...but judging by the rest of his physique, I guessed not.
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.
I had never been in a bathhouse before, and when I won that pass I really wasn't sure if I wanted too use it or give it to somebody
else. But I found out there was a darker side to me.
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.