Connie leaned back, pulling his legs up, under his chin. Resting his head, he felt the cool air, cooling the last remnants of sweat from his body. Still, he could feel the desire inside, for the young man next to him. Truth was, it was partially about the sex, because he'd never really experienced something, so completely exhausting, and yet seeming to expect even more...
With their huffing becoming less noticeable, Connie took a careful look at Jesse, who returned the stare, unflinching. They looked for a few minutes, before Connie finally stood upright, the ache in his chest no longer. He glanced around a bit, to get his bearings, then with a sort of 'follow me' nod, he moved further into the dense grove of trees, that really weren't all that dense...
It's the first Friday night high school football game of the season and TJ has a great view. Afterward, TJ hooks up for an unexpected finish to the week.
Jesse stared at Connie, as he felt his hand run across his cheek. Connie could feel his body trembling, as he touched the soft skin, as they looking into each other's eyes. He had never felt this way before, and even though they had blown their wads, he couldn't help but still feel very aroused, very excited...
God how he hated his parents, for naming him Connie. He could really strangle them, but right now, he just needed to get up, off the ground, and let that bastard Tim feel what is was like, to get a damn good shit kicking. He hated having to always do this, just because his parents liked the name Connie...
He could feel the ache in his groin, at how his body was reacting to the way Jesse was looking. It had been some time, since he had felt this way, but damn, he looked so hot, and then too, the excitement of having gotten away, from dealing with Tim and his crowd. It was like a perfect storm, where everything had aligned just right...
Our sons were best friends and we were becoming good friends, so much in common, and at the campout with the boys, we found out just how much we had in common.
We better get going, he said with his forehead still against mine with his eyes closed. I didn't want to go to school; I wanted to stay like this, just me and Ray holding each other.
I put my phone on the desk and crawled back onto the bed. "That was mum. They'll be back in 45 minutes." "There's a lot we can do in 45 minutes," he said, arching an eyebrow.
See what happens when more than caffeine is brought to you by a hot Spanish stud in "The Coffee Cart," self-published by the author in a collection gay erotic stories, "A Stroke At Midnight."
Looking Jason's body still sweaty. Any walk back to the kitchen to do the dishes. Andy looked through the window while doing the dishes. See Jason sweaty. Looking the body. Dripping down from Jason's body. Nearly done. Won't be long.
Cruising truck stops for raunchy drivers was old hat for a no-limits oral pig. This particular night I would go for the gold and find out what my "no-limits" were.
I stopped breathing, and my tears stopped as well. My hands were placed against his chest as I felt all my muscles loosen and I felt his arms tighten around my thin body
An 18 year old high school senior, hormones raging, goes for a run around the track. At about the same time, varsity football practice is wrapping up for the day.
The front door than opens revealing a tall Caucasian male about 21yrs old, his wearing a tight t-shirt which read "brunettes tease, blondes please", as well as a pair of plaid shorts and flip-flops. He also had the bluest eyes Danny had ever seen and sandy blonde hair topped off with a killer smile.
I met with Stewart Bush over dinner. I had seen him several times at games and school events but it was the first time I'd noticed how very good looking he was, and what great shape he was in.
After the first part of my story I got a message telling me that I should stop these "rubbish" stories about my head shaving fetish. I only can say that the sender of that message does not have to read my stories. I know that there are a few readers who like my stories a little bit. So, for these who like them, here is the second part.
Finding out what it felt like for a man to pleasure me was the first step, then it was a journey of Learning the best ways to satisfy my man, or any man.