Things had not gone well for me, I was in pretty bad shape after the accident, I couldn't do for myself like I would have liked and then Darnel came into my life, and I met an Angel, and this Angel took me to heaven.
Ready to make a place for myself in society, Handsome, built, financially set, but I needed a good education to finish it all off, man was I in for an education, And some Academic learning too.
I couldn't believe what Arlan was doing to me, I was going out of my mind with pleasure, But his orders were to take care of me, and keep me well satisfied.
Clay Hunter Dalton is stationed in Germany and goes to Frankfurt on pass. While there he goes to a large department store to buy civilian clothes, and when he checks out he discovers that he has more than he purchased, including a more expensive jacket, and several pairs of shorts and T-shirts. The clerk points out the man who told him to include the items. He is a wealthy German businessman who then invites Hunter to his estate. Hunter goes, ...
At the gym, a man meets up with a gorgeous hunk who turns out to be a sergeant in the National Guard. The sergeant asks for a ride to his girlfriend's cabin, and the man soon finds out that the sergeant has other plans in mind for the weekend, and he's not the only one. Four other men join in the hot action.
Okay, I was surprised out of my mind, but decided that maybe he wasn't all that gay; he sounded like he was just being a man about it, like he was eating a pussy before he fucked it.
He soon entered a plush hotel lobby. We see him walk to the ornate 'welcome desk' where a highly groomed blond gentleman stood smiling. The smiling eyes seemed to fixate on the muscle bulging out of the Bros muscle shirt.
I wadded the jock up in my fist and opened the door and looked out into the barracks. There were several guys still in their bunks, probably sleeping it off, too. One guy was reading, another was polishing his boots.
As the plane touched down, my thoughts were to make this trip the catalyst to strip David from my life, relax, and get on with things. After claiming my baggage, I got a cab to the secluded resort.
I don't know how long I stood staring at his body and his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me, closing the bedroom door. As I heard the door click shut, I looked up at his face in surprise.
Then, holding the gun in front of him with trembling hand, he tentatively moved out of the room. He instinctively moved from one well-lit spot to the next, not even consciously knowing why, just knowing somehow that that was an important thing for him to do.
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.
He arched my torso back so that my head nearly touched the floor. my knees were bent on either side of his butt cheeks, and my calves ran back toward the front of the chair so that I could balance my body on the balls of my feet and maintain some sort of fulcrum leverage, as he grabbed my hips in this hands and slid my ass back and forth in deep strokes on his tool.
I got out of the shower and Salvas dried me off with the towel, Making quite sure that all of my private parts were dry and well rubbed. After he finished, he moved around the room, straightening up, but never quite getting around to putting his clothes back on.
All of this was too much for me; I had never imagined, not to mention seen, anything like this. And I shot off a load of semen down Don's throat. Don now lost focus on my cock and balls and moved back to in front of me.
Thereupon Emile rose and stretched along the young man's body, and placed his lips upon the gardener's lips and locked his violet eyes on the gardener's hazel eyes. The gardener was weakly trying to return the pressure of the kiss.
Now renamed 'Carla' after some trannies started putting some feminizing hormones up my ass, it was hopeless trying to pretend I was a man. My Rugby playing friends were determined to make sure of that.