Ronnie ached. His back, shoulders and arms were so sore he couldn’t lift or
move.
“You’ll be better” he was promised by Sarge the boss and his uncle.
Carl just laughed at him.
“You were the same way when you started working for real” Sarge dismissed
his son’s laughter “Here you put linement on him tonight”.
Ronnie wasn’t sure about that. His expected erection would reveal things he
didn’t want revealed to his cousin. They had known each other since
childhood. They had compared experiences, schools, parents punishment and
even pubic hair as years flew by.
I’m in a hotel room. My married lover has just left. I’m resting before I
go home. The room is completely dark. It is on the ground floor. The room
has sliding glass doors leading to a parking lot. I’ve left the glass
door open slightly for fresh air.
I fall asleep on my stomach wearing only my tighty whiteys. An intuder
silently enters the room. He slowly pulls down the blankets so he can see
me. He likes what he sees.
He jumps on the bed and straddles me with his legs. He pushes my face
into the pillow. I awaken, struggle to get out from under him. I can’t
escape, I stop fighting.
He says “Don’t move, don’t turn around, don’t say a word or I’ll hurt
you!”
“You look like ten or eleven at the most. So I bet
your eleven at the most. Anyway One day when you’re
older some girl will show you Barry.” Hank said.
“I’m surprised how cute you are. You have that shaggy
hair look. Blond really becomes you. You could even
pass for a young girl if you wanted to. Too bad you
weren’t a girl I’d get it on with you. I know you
would be flat chested and not a bad gymnast body but
because your slim and those blue eyes. Wow yes if I
was desperate, I’d fuck you good and hard because
there are no women around for miles and then there is
a girl’s school but it’s guarded twenty four hours a
day. So that’s useless to me.
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From: Patrick Carter It was their last ever games lesson as school children and they all decided there would be no better way to end the year with a game of football. Olly is a good footballer and he and Pearce both played for the school’s football team. It was a hot afternoon in May [...]
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Everybody is closeted at some point. I mean, almost nobody runs out to the world and announces that they’re gay the second they realize it. You know, it takes time to figure it out or, at the very least, figure out how you’re going to tell friends, family, and aquaintances that you like to suck cock – though
chances are it won’t be with that kind of colorful language. Then there are those of us that don’t get the chance to tell everyone that they’re gay, it just happens for one reason or another. I felt bad for those people, cause I was a control freak. I knew I was gay and knew exactly how I wanted to let everybody know – but that kind of went away when I became one of the people who didn’t get that chance.
Trevor had heard the speech about weightlifting before. There was a
complete set of weights bought for him to us in the basement. But he
touched them only to move out of the way.
The trip to two states away was as it usually is. Trevor forgot the
embarassment of flunking gym class. And going to summer school in another
state where they didn’t know him was probably easier anyway he thought.
The coach there was pissed he had to teach during the summer. The kids in
the class seemed to be bored as well and they all seemed like truants.
The glass was about 15 boys including Trevor.
His voice was deep, smooth-sounding, and deliciously seductive. Closer to I
could see he had a little stubble all around his jaw. His eyes were a deep
dark brown and gazed at me unflinchingly.
“Huh? Oh…sure”
He reached down, his tanned hairy arms a poetry of thick rippling muscle,
and grasped one in each hand. Giving me a quick grin, he settled onto his
seat and began lifting. I also began my next set.
Clifton was on the bottom of the pile of guys. They had been playing football in the empty lot. The grass was so thick most of the guys played barefoot and one team played shirtless. That was Clifton’s team.
Every time someone got tackled all the guys piled up on him and it turned into a minny wrestling match, filled with laughter and boys pressing their bodies against the other guys.
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“Go ahead boy, lick it” he was tall, standing there naked with one armup.
Practice had been going for two hours so everyone was dirty, sweaty andtired.
Rob had just been promoted from junior varsity to varsity and knew hewould be teased and given some kind of initiation.
He stuck out his tongue and licked as he was ordered to while the rest ofthe teammates hooted, cursed and called him names.
“Do the other one you little faggot” Masher ordered turning his torso sohis other armpit was in Rob’s face. He inhaled the aroma and the effecton his cock was unmistakable.
He licked until Masher pushed him away and turned to go into the shower.His sweat glowing torso looked just as apetitizing. Rob hoped someonewould order him to lick that too. But they didn’t.
“Ok ok, guys get showered and out of here, I gotta go” the coach, whoprobably saw what was going on ignored it as he wandered among his nakedteam members.
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