That late fall a new regular passenger showed up on the bus. Looks wise he was a total looker. 5'9" or so, solid toned body, beautiful ass, oh and had a white cane to guide him around. Yeah, he was blind. Still, unless he had some sixth sense, I could watch him to my heart's content, and not fear getting caught.
I am now naked; I fondle my own cock, just because I want to touch myself. This time I am not worried nor do I hide my own arousal from him. He saw my hardened stiff cock in the water of the pool while we both watched the sixty-nined display of...
He stood back against the wall, away from the crowd of well- wishers and back-slappers, the wealthy of the community who could affod the high price of admission. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, 'Todd Jenkins was a tough opponent, that's for sure,' and then the juices began to flow in his loins, 'But I'd sure like to tangle legs with him,' and he chuckled at the impossibility of it.
The wind blew the rain in gusts so that it was coming at me sideways, striking me face on, Most unusual for L.A. It was cold. Biting. And hard driven. There were no hustlers for sale on the meat rack tonight.
I glanced at Al wondering what his virgin reaction would be to this raw display of sexual camaraderie. He grinned his acceptance of the raunchy atmosphere. His awareness of the attention he caused, with his handsome face and beautiful body, was clearly an exciting addition to an already stimulating experience.
He was what every gay guy dreamed about: smart, athletic, handsome, funny and had an ass that wouldn't quit. There was but one flaw...the ring that he wore on his left hand...or so I thought.
The night I first hooked up with a posh lad called David Hetherington who let me worship his cock before pushing my face lower down and between his legs.
Matt is a popular jock who has everything going for him until he loses his memory and now he has to try to live a life that doesn't feel like his own anymore.
About the third night I woke in horror to find Kyle practically on top of me, his arms and legs wrapped around me. And his big, meaty cock pressed hotly against the back of my thigh.
I knew I wanted to suck his cock, but the image of Will in that sling, being fucked so brutally, and the way he enjoyed it....fuck! The machine beckoned me, but there wasn't time.