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From: Talin C My name is Talin Corrayo, I’m a 16 year old guy. I’ve known for a while that I was bi, but it took some coaxing from a friend of mine freshmen year to give into it and try something with a guy (but that’s a story for another time). I joined the [...]
Jonah moaned, a low needy sound, barely contained in the silence of the bathroom. The huge halfback leaned back hard against the wall, his hands tightly on Joes broad shoulder pads. They grasped, fisting tightly on the big pads. Jonah fought to keep his movements slow, rocking gently with his big hips against the receivers mouth.
by eddyriha Chapter #5-At Stefan’s House (Three Years Later) When I turned 18 and had graduated from high school, Stefan and I had fun all summer, with his having turned 16 allowing him to have more freedom from parental supervision. But more on our summer fun later. I went away to college, about 300 miles [...]
by eddyriha Chapter #4-At Sandro’s House (The Preliminary Experience) Sandro was Stefan’s best friend at school. They played soccer together, and they ran around all summer together-all summer, that is, when Stefan and I were not playing our games. Sandro was about the same size, the same age (thirteen), with slightly curling dark hair and [...]
From: EddyRiha@aol.com by eddyriha Chapter #3 At Stefan’s House (Part 2) When Stefan’s older and younger sisters entered the house, they found the two of us sitting at the kitchen table, dressed in swimtrunks with me wearing Stefan’s new dark green pair, which fit me about as skintight as the old blue ones he was [...]
From: EddyRiha@aol.com by eddyriha Chapter #2-At Stefan’s House Most of the time, we played our games in my house, mainly because Stefan’s dad worked out of his office in the downstairs of their raised ranch house-in the room that we used as a family room in my house. Sure, I did go there sometimes to [...]
by eddyriha Chapter #1-At My House He was standing in the living room, his hands at his sides, awaiting my instructions. I was reading my book, pretending not to notice his presence. It was the way it always went-he would come in through the back door of the garage, once I had placed the signal [...]
From: wweast@webtv.net How would you like to be stranded at the tender age of eighteen without a cent in some godforsaken berg in the Texas Panhandle? It was summer vacation and my parents had given me enough money to travel to Dallas and work for my uncle who has a hardware store. I was going [...]
From: Gerard Martineau Doug had a “thing” for long white cotton underwear. He liked the feel, the tight fit, the sensuality of the material. He had this love for the garment ever since he was young but it had grown when puberty hit and he had discovered the joys of masturbation. He loved to lie [...]
I am doing mental gymnastics but kept on rubbing not even able to stop myself. He might say he’s not that way but he made no effort to step away. In a complete fever of rushing hormones I reached up to unzip his fly. He put his hand down to stop me, and moved back around the desk to lay down on his bed apologizing the whole time about how he had never done this and how he wasn’t “that way”. I was crushed. I sat there for awhile and thought my rep here was now ruined too, and on my first day. After a few minutes he started moaning about how fucked up he is. He asked me if I minded cutting off the overhead light. And then asked me if I wanted to sit on the foot of the bed. I said sure and did just that. He kept talking about how fucked up he was and rubbed his crotch. Well before long my hand was creeping up his leg back to his crotch.
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