I think I loved him, at least I cared a lot about him, but it looked like we were too similar to ever be compatible sexually. I think it was our narcissism that originally drew us to each other; we looked like twins and had the identical need to dominate. Our birthdays were even the same week, three days apart, and we planned to celebrate them next weekend when Will returned to New York.
He never let me drive it unless he was along for the ride.
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It was his baby, and he felt funny having another man at the wheel of his personal phallic symbol. I sailed past the ramp and the Jag leapt forward on the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway, taking me towards the south shore. I had the top down despite the cool breeze blowing off the East River. It was the route we took last summer when we drove out to Sayville, to catch the ferry for Fire Island. There is a bar near the terminal, The Crow Bar. Maybe a drink would calm me down. The Crow Bar was a dingy little beer hall, paneled in dark wood with red vinyl tiles on the floor.
The big old bar had a stainless steel top that looked like it came out of a high school biology lab. Beer lights and posters of nude men lined the walls behind a row of little round tables flanked by stools. In the back of the bar was a lounge. The place was packed for a Sunday night. I went to the bar and ordered a Corona. I glanced around at the patrons as I squeezed the lime wedge into the neck of the bottle.
Some very handsome men mixed among the local-yokels. At the far end of the bar was a stunningly good looking young guy, with a motley assortment of men fawning and pawing at him. He was probably about 20 or 21 at the most. His golden hair was longish, falling on his shoulders in rings of gold. The wide grin on his angelic face showed me he loved the attention these big ole bears were giving him. One particularly beefy guy was standing close behind the kid, urgently pressing his torso into the small of his back as he sat on the barstool.
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His tightly muscled body showed through the thin fabric of his white sleeveless tee, and I saw a very nice little bulge in his faded jeans. The kid noticed me looking at him. You shot like three fucking feet! I gotta fuck now.
Spread those hairy legs, you know you need to know. You know you got to find out.
He was about to be fucked. He lay spread legged wondering what it would feel like.
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That dick, the hard dick he had just sucked off was going to go inside his ass, it was going to fuck him! Bobby knelt beside the bed. You just lay there. The lotion was cool, but not cold. It felt so strange, a finger rubbing against his asshole. His breath was short fast gasps. Now just stay relaxed. One finger, a lot of cream rinse.
He sighed as the finger sank inside and wiggled. His dick was underneath him, growing stiffer against his flat stomach. He could feel dampness and he knew it was leaking. He spread his legs a little wider in hopes of intensifying the feeling. I wanna make you all hot and ready. Gonna make it good for you. Chas groaned, a slight pain but now he felt so full. They stretched the little ring, getting it ready for the real thing.
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You ready for my little cock? You ready to be my bitch boy? He felt so empty. His ass ring twitched trying to close, trying to push out the intruding piece of hard teenage cock. Bobby had popped enough cherries in his short sexual life. He stopped entry, letting the virgin hole get used to something inside it. He groaned, the dick hurt so bad, he wondered if it was splitting his asshole. My curlies are touching your sweet butt.
I got all my little dick in your hot ass. They groaned together as Bobby re-entered. He grinded in a circular pattern, letting his cock open the tightness, and now enjoying the grip of the fuck tunnel. Chas grunted and groaned, pools of pre-cum had leaked from him as his prostate was massaged by the teen tool striking it. He blushed furiously as he realized that he was not only enjoying the fuck, he wanted it harder and faster.
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As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Randall Jr. He got ever so closer and noticed that his dad was on his back and Justin the stud quarterback was giving his coach a sloppy blow job. The coach's son could not believe his his eyes. His own dad was getting sucked by a guy He started to rub his hand on his little cock, which was getting harder by the minute. Randall was so lost in his dream like trance, that he didn't notice the two pair of hands that were touching his body!! Both his Dad and Justin were feeling him up. I've wanted to touch your body for a couple of years Meanwhile, Justin was behind the 18 year old boy and pressing his muscular body against the growing boy.
Coach Thomas picked up his young boy in his arms and started to give his son some very ardent, wet kissed. Then, Justin got close to his waist and started to lick his little, but hard boy dick. Then he put the little cock into his mouth. This is sooooo wild!!!! I never thought that in a million years that I'd be having sex with a young boy Both Coach and the quarterback carried the boy to the exercise mat as Randall Jr. Coach Thomas lay on his back as he sensed the growing sexual arousal of his young son. Young Randall crept closer to his dad's huge purple crown and started to lick the copious amounts of precum.
The 18 year old boy could not fit his small mouth on his dad's dick, but he tried his best. At the same time, Justin faced a young but ripe bubble butt and dove right in. He spread open those two small melon shaped mounds and found little Randall's young bud just waiting to be opened. The stud QB started licking like crazy He lay down on his stomach, with his bubble butt facing his dad.. Young Randall swayed his boy ass back and forth, as a signal to his dad that he wanted more. Coach Thomas saw that his son's ass was nice and wet from Justin's rim job. To lessen the pain, Justin pushed his hard cock into little Randall's willing mouth.