Although I was about to continue on my two other stories, I have to chime in another one-chapter story. It’s still fresh in my memory from one or two days ago (depending on how long it will take me to right this one down and GayDemon to publish) when the events actually took place, therefore category “True stories”. Please don’t be mad that I am altering hard facts like city or character names, but privacy is an important principle for ...
Being a flight Attendant I have hookups in different cities. But this time I planned out to be caged and in the high of the sex I forgot to get my key back. So I remained locked.
Cherry is a guy who was
born on 1985. We call him Cherry as his
name is somewhat rhyming to and sweet as Cherry.
What it is all about? It is all about his first love / relationship happened in his life between
Sashaa who was born on 1958 (again not full name but nick name)
Now I'm not going to lie, I was real fuckin high, and I could still taste his precum on my tongue and I was prepared to drop to my knees and beg for the camera as soon as he said higher than I'd ever been for days.
I am Patrick. This true story describes my first time with a guy back in the 1980s. I had, and still have, a thing for tough leather-wearing guys. And boy, that first time did not disappoint at all. It was rough and fairly nasty. As sex between classes in the men's room often is. 50 years on, I wish I had dared to follow up from there.
A work associate invited me as a guest to a local Health Club, it was just what I was looking for. It was a Friday and I headed to the club on my lunch hour. What transpired in the steam room I never expected....