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My First Cum |
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I continued playing with his dick really moving it back and forth a lot. He said that this part of the exam felt better. I looked up and watched his face. He had this kind of dazed looked on it. I looked at his chest and it was rising and falling rapidly. He said that said what do you mean the cum shot out of his dick and sprayed all over my hand and hit him high in the chest. I said wow that has never happened before. He reached down and picked up his towel and wiped off his cum and then handed it to me so that I could clean off my hand. I then began..........
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Student's House Chapter 2 |
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Story By: Neil Gosling
I
didn’t see much of them the following day as they all went out at lunch
time and didn’t get back until night time, a little worse for wear.
Within
minutes I saw the bedroom light switch on so I ran upstairs, sat in
what had already become my favourite chair, and looked over to see
which of the lads occupied the front bedroom. My heart skipped a beat
when I saw that it was the slightly larger lad with the chestnut eyes
and handsome face.
He
switched on his television set but I couldn’t see what he was watching
as the telly was just under his window, but I could see him perfectly
well as he sat down on his bed where the headboard was at the far end
of the room facing towards me. He lit up a cigarette, opened up a
bottle of Becks and drank straight from the bottle, while I drank in
his beauty. Once he’d finished smoking he carried on watching the
telly, only this time he spread open his legs and started to caress
himself between his thighs just below his shorts.
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The Photographer |
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As a photographer I’ve been asked to photograph many different and sometimes unusual things in my time but none so pleasant as a couple of months ago.
It was a rather hot and clammy night and I’d been invited to my local bar by one of my friends who was celebrating his birthday. As the night grew so did the amount of people in the packed Smokey bar.
As I came back from an urgent need to use the toilet I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder.........
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Student's House |
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Story By: Neil Gosling
I didn’t see much of them the following day as they all went out at lunch time and didn’t get back until night time, a little worse for wear.
Within minutes I saw the bedroom light switch on so I ran upstairs, sat in what had already become my favourite chair, and looked over to see which of the lads occupied the front bedroom. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that it was the slightly larger lad with the chestnut eyes and handsome face.
He switched on his television set but I couldn’t see what he was watching as the telly was just under his window, but I could see him perfectly well as he sat down on his bed where the headboard was at the far end of the room facing towards me. He lit up a cigarette, opened up a bottle of Becks and drank straight from the bottle, while I drank in his beauty. Once he’d finished smoking he carried on watching the telly, only this time he spread open his legs and started to caress himself between his thighs just below his shorts.
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Watching the School Boy |
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Story by: TheWhack *note boy is 18 years of age*
When I met Jon he was just past chubby, melted down into a lithe boy who was starting to show signs of man. He was a young man the way a colt is part gangly animal and part magical apparition. He wore his awkwardness like a beetle wears its shell, to cover up the soft inside.
He was my high school friend. He sometimes flirted with me, just to practice. I watched him hesitating on the cusp of growing up. If he had been more self-assured I would have been smitten, and if I had been any more self-assured I'd have taken him -- easy, the way his hormones were trembling and threatening to spill over, like water from a glass. But I was not the one he chose for his first affair.
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Reel Time |
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Story by: GSC
We’re in a police station, I’m not sure of the country. The officer has brought in a lad, late teens early twenties. Dark hair, black trousers and jumper. His hands are behind his back as he is interviewed. The officer is also dark haired, but older. He types notes on his typewriter. He pauses for a moment to take off his jacket, lights a cigarettes and un cuffs the boy.
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Dad & Boy |
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Story by: GSC *note story of boy is 18 years of age
Man is in a leather harness rubbing the crotch of his dark haired boy. The boy drops his trousers, and man sucks his young tits as the boy grabs for the older meat, bulging in his jock. Boy stands, licks the man’s neck and kisses him. Man pulls his boy’s nipples, sits him down and tells the lad to take off the man’s trousers. This done he pushes the boy’s face into his groin. The lad tentatively licks around the huge cock before sucking on it.
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Darts |
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Story by: GCS
It was the semi finals of the darts tournament and twenty year old Dave was sitting nervously in the smoke filled bar next to his team captain John who had a bit of a beer belly and always had a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
‘It’s all right Dave don’t worry too much just remember to take your time and do your best that’s all any one can ask,’ John said as he put his big hands on top of Dave’s.
‘I know but I can’t help it. If I fuck up then that’s it and we have too start from scratch again and we’ve never got this far before,’ Dave replied as a trickle of sweat wept down his fore head.
‘On e hundred and eighty’ was shouted out and the response was deafening as all the half drunken men roared with approval.
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A Day at the Pool |
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Story by: Luke Preston ©
Kevin stood on the balcony looking down at the pool beneath. The water was clear, shimmering blue and inviting. A guy was swimming naked beneath the water, his tanned body distorted as he glided. Around the pool he could see other guys, lying on sun beds or on towels, some reading, some sleeping. A couple at the far end were playing cards and in the bar a few guy sat drinking and chatting quietly. Somewhere below he heard music playing, a song he didn't recognise, but it was not intrusive. Matt’s apartment was a great deal better than Kevin’s and the guys around the pool all seemed to be getting on, relaxed and having a good time.
There was just one problem. They were all guys.
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