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The Hot Stranger on my Doorstep

I know I'm gay, but only I know. The thought of me stroking another man's cock, him stroking mine. . gets me aroused. Lightning storming the night sky, the rain beating down like the thoughts in my head. I sit comfortably in my chair, thinking, wanting and yearning. The room is silent, only the sound of my thoughts piercing through my mind.
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The Slutty Top and the Slutty Bottom

Scott was a slutty top guy. One day they met online and quickly decided they should meet up and fuck. They decided to be sluts together and have sex with each other all the time. David was 25 and the perfect bottom boy. Hot bubble butt, sexy dimples, short and cute with a great smile and an amazing mouth with BJ lips. A guy everyone wanted to fuck and most did. Scott was tall and handsome.
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The Indian Construction Worker

He had broad shoulders and medium-cut hair. He was talk, dark and handsome. However his most striking feature was his big and thick cock. He was a poor Indian construction worker, who sweated all day in the hot sun to earn just enough to cover his own bare necessities. At 22 years old, Abdullah had already had sex with lots of men.
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New Stop On 7 Train

As the train began to worm its way above ground, I found that we were staring at one another. This being New York City I became leery. With every new guy I meet I wonder what disturbing issues lie below the surface. I soon put those notions to rest as his movements began to perk other parts of psyche. He slowly moved his hips against the pole, accentuating his basket. The mound appeared larger. Unwittingly my hand moved to my crotch for adjustment. With that he smirked a little and moved the pole across his front with the bulge popping on the other side.
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Laundry

I got pictures, she's back East visiting her folks. You wanna come, check her out, pictures I got, while your doing your dry?"
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Blonde Young Guy in French Class

Another school year was beginning and Will was not looking forward to it. It was his senior year and he had managed to dodge his foreign language credit until now. He hated the thought of learning another language, but in order to graduate he had to do it.
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How I Met My Lover Boy

I was staying the weekend with my mother's younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full length mirror. "Sorry Uncle Glen," I said in apology. "That's OK, Jimmy," he replied. "I'll be ready in a jiff."
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Online Love Affair

This year I chose to rent a place with a few close friends. It's one of the major advantages to finally making it past the underclass years of having to live in the cramped communal purgatory referred to as the dorms. This day I was a little more depressed than usual and wasn't being myself at all. Memories flashed in my mind all day of what had happened on this day three years ago.
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The Spy Who Came Out Of The Closet

Stuck between two points of the compass with no idea of where to go next. I was in a no man's land kind of mood getting over a broken heart, a loss of job, took the golden shower of the golden handshake, packed all my belongings. Threw them in my car, my only a companion a pewter framed picture of Charlie. Charlie with the lying eyes. He'd fallen off his bike, right in front of me.
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The Brotherhood Of Man

They called my parents, and my father threw me out. I had no where to go, so I started living in the park, using the rest rooms to clean up, and asking guys for money in exchange for blow jobs. Older guys gave me enough money to eat at fast food restaurants, and when it rained, I slept in the covered pavilions.
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