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Blow Job in Back Row of The Theater

Doing something forbidden always intrigued me. Not that attracted to men, but have thought of gay sex since I was 17. In the local adult theater I had noticed a pattern. The older men in the back rows would lust for the younger men. I decided to take a seat at the back.
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Fuck Party In London

To these columns were attached by chains, in different postures, beautiful young boys, aged 18, totally naked. These boys were there to be fucked in the arse by whoever wished to. Their butt-holes were plugged with antiseptic dildos to sooth and clean their ass between the fucks.
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Sucking Cock In The Sound Booth

He's good with his hands. He's an electrician, he makes great bread, he can fold paper into elegant little birds. He runs the lights and sound a couple nights a week at this little theatre. It's always a surprising voice when I hear it, it's warm but sexy.
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You And Me And Bliss

Warm and comfortable under the down, I stretched deeply, and felt my leg slide against yours, getting tickled by the dense, soft hair that covers them. I turned to look at you, watching you lying there in the first rays of light that came gleaming through the window of our tent.
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Fucked for the First Time in The Booth

This really hot guy gave me an incredible blow job - better than I had ever gotten from any of the girls I had been with, and better than I had ever imagined in my best jerk off fantasies. What the hell, I thought. If he happens to be here - great; if not, I could still get myself off to one of the videos. So, I went in, and found an empty booth.
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Shopping For Fun Can Be Fun

I was home for vacation from college and already bored. Most of my friends were still at school for another week and, having just turned 21, I was tired of drinking so I lay around the house. I had to go shopping for the holidays as usual but not being the type to look around in stores I put it off for as long as possible.
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Learning To Have Fun

One problem with being a project lead was that the old idea of nine-to-five didn't apply to you. You worked until you were finished, and there was no one to pass the buck to if you didn't. And if the team didn't meet their deadlines, it was your ass on the line. We'd only reached the halfway point in the project, and I could already feel the warning signs of burnout.
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When the Bar Closes the Fun Starts

When the doors closed, the remaining beers had to be drunk, and soft drinks and coffee were served. The door closing had a peculiar effect on the crowd, and one hot, late-summer night when I was there listening to my friend John, the DJ, things got a little out of hand. Out of hand and out of pants.
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Swim Meet Practice

Coach said we could use the pool when ever we wanted as long as someone was around to supervise. To my luck of course no one was there when I showed up. So I sat there for about 10 minutes thinking if I should or should not go into the pool. And disobey what coach said. I didn't want to disappoint the team on Tuesday so I went into the pool anyway. After about 20 minutes of practice.
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The Gay Encounter in the Woods

There were no street lights, no intrusive neon signs, no light at all except for the seductive glow of the full moon. I could easily lose myself in the thought that nothing existed, nothing but the woods, and the cool breeze blowing through my hair. As I walked deeper into the woods I could hear the soothing sounds of frogs singing in the night and what sounded like a stream.
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