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Bois Fucking Outside

September 16th, 2010


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He caught me watching him as he began to undress, removing his shirt. He had a beautiful body. Every muscle in place, tight and perfect. His torso was smooth and hairless. A thin layer of sweat covered his dark skin. A few times I was certain he’d caught me staring yet he paid no mind. We were the last two left in the locker room after gym. We didn’t speak, which was normal because we never do. I don’t remember ever paying any attention to him before. Until now I hadn’t even looked twice at him. Yet here I was watching him now, unable to tear my eyes away as he undressed. How he had escaped my notice before was completely beyond me. A bead of sweat slid down his chest. I had the sudden impulse to lick the sweat off of the boy. I tore my yes away from him as I pretended to rummage through my bag. I managed to get a glance of him out of the corner of my eye. He looked over at me suddenly. I quickly glanced away hoping he hadn’t noticed my eyes on him. A moment went by and my breath caught in my throat as I heard the sound of him kicking off his shorts. I hesitated a moment, not sure whether to risk another glance. Cautiously I looked over at him once again. My heart nearly skipped a beat. There he stood in all of his natural beauty. Tall, sweaty, and naked. I couldn’t keep myself from staring at his body. Every bit of exposed skin was perfect. The sight of his cock made my mouth water. I was surprised to see that his dick was hard! His dick was long and thick, perfectly accommodating his hanging sack. I looked up at his face and saw that he was staring at me as I watched him. His expression was unreadable. For a moment the room was thick with silence. Soon enough however, he spoke. Read the rest of this entry »

Twink Loves Anal Sex

September 14th, 2010


 Twink Loves Anal Sex

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It wasn’t a regular day of practice; only Hank and I had come in, and we’d worked out in the gym after we’d done laps on the field. I could tell he was steamed about something, but I didn’t ask about what. He had finished first, and it looked like I had the locker room to myself when I came in from the gym. I took a quick shower and pulled on my briefs and some baggy shorts and an athletic T, and there he was, right at my locker before I had gotten around to pulling my sneakers on. There was fire in his eyes, and he slammed my locker closed with his fist. Read the rest of this entry »

Mature Cums On Twink

September 14th, 2010


 Mature Cums On Twink

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It was only Monday afternoon and already it felt as if I had been running since the day began. It was going to be a really long week, if this pace kept up. I hoped I would be able to grab some time to relax. Read the rest of this entry »

Twinks Bathroom Sex

September 12th, 2010


 Twinks Bathroom Sex

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“I love my wife but…” Read the rest of this entry »

Butt Filled Twink

September 10th, 2010


 Butt Filled Twink

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“Jason. Remind me again why I’m doing this?” I asked my older brother as I got out of his car. Read the rest of this entry »

Rammed By A Twink

September 9th, 2010


 Rammed By A Twink

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High school was a difficult time for me. More a bookworm than a jock, I was teased by the guys on the football team, and by the guys in my P.E. class. It didn’t help that I had a pretty boy look, blond hair and dark green eyes, with a smooth lean build. I was working on building up my muscles by taking gymnastics at the Y, but since I started late, I still wasn’t very muscular even in my senior year. I tended to hang out with a couple of girls that I had friendships with, and that only made me more a target of the jocks. Even though I had feelings for guys from the time I was in my early teens, I didn’t really think I was gay. I’m not sure what I thought I was, but I didn’t identify with the lisping, limp wristed, version of gay that was portrayed in the media. I guess I thought that I was bi, but I wanted to ignore my feelings for guys and concentrate on girls, so, I got a girlfriend. We dated in my senior year, and everything was going great for a few months. She didn’t put any pressure on me to be sexual, and I wasn’t pushing the issue with her either, so we just dated. And it felt great to have her on my arm at the school dances, and whenever we were out and someone would see us. Read the rest of this entry »

Getting On Boi’s Ass

September 6th, 2010


 Getting On Boi's Ass

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As I walked into the city on the main street, Damrak, leading directly from Amsterdam’s central train station, I nervously fingered the folded e-mail I’d been carrying tucked in my wallet for the past month and a half. Damrak changed into Rokin, and at the end of canal off the Amstel River, I made a right onto Heiligeweg. Read the rest of this entry »

A Twink Sex Picnic

September 5th, 2010


 A Twink Sex Picnic

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When I’m traveling on the job, I stay at hotels that have a fitness center on-site. Once I find a hotel that meets my needs for room amenities, fitness center, location, etc., I tend to become a regular customer. And you learn who the other regular customers are and who is a regular user of the fitness center. Read the rest of this entry »

Friends Fuck Butts

September 5th, 2010


 Friends Fuck Butts

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Friends Fuck Butts

September 5th, 2010


 Friends Fuck Butts

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I’d played him many times before but this time something was different. We had played only six holes when I noticed that he had become very interested in helping me line up my putts. When I bent down to pick up my ball after marking it on the green, he would come over and with a hand on my shoulder, would suggest how to make the putt. I’d get down in a crouch to see the line of the green and he would be right behind me, leaning against me, his chest on my back and his legs wrapped around my thighs. If anyone had seen us, they would surely wonder what was going on. Read the rest of this entry »