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Briefs Found

It was a slow day at the start, but it turned to one that I will never forget. I was told to clean out the lost and found at my work. I sorted everything there, from tee shirts, to pants to towels, to shoes and everything inbetween. I found three pairs of panties and a bra. Before I continue, allow me to tell a little about myself.
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Desperately Wanting

My breath catches in my chest, only inches from your own. A sensation runs through my body, a tremble of uncertainty and excitement. Anticipation hangs as heavily as the humid summer air settling stickily on my skin. Slowly your gentle eyes rise to meet mine, and before I know what's happened we are locked in a mesmerizing stare. The only question remaining is who will make the first move.
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BOYS, TOO, MEN

Everywhere he looked, Dean Jones' eyes feasted on virile manliness. He thought he'd be observing a class of adolescent boys starting out in the world of bodybuilding. Instead, the private school's weight room boasted 8 of the humpiest studs he'd ever seen outside of a bodybuilding convention.
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Welcome Home, Soldier

A veteran of the Desert Campaign, I was delighted to once again be on Australian soil. Actually, I only had to walk a few yards from the troop ship tied to a wharf in Sydney harbor to a train which was waiting on the wharf. While I walked, I breathed in the clean, fresh air and felt the warm sunshine on my face. It was good to be home. The sleeping car attendant showed me to my compartment.
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Twink Memoirs in Men's Room

Its a wooded area, with a latrine type men's room. Two toilet seats and a urinal, with no divider. The toilets face the side of the urinal, so if someone is at the urinal, I can get a great view of cock. I got there about 2pm, and sat on the toilet facing the urinal, slowly stroking my cock. A guy in his twenties came in and stood at the urinal. I watched him take his floppy cock out and piss.
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Virgin Boy's Awakening

Then my father's college roommate came to stay for several weeks. I stayed home from work one day and was moving some clothes into his room and walked in while he was laying nude on the bed, legs up and spread, pumping a large rubber cock into his ass, his big hard cock swinging as he pumped away. We froze in place and just stared at each other.
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Stranger On A Train

He was in his forties he said and was called Paul. I'd told him my name, we'd made some small talk and having found out that I was a whisky drinker he asked me to his house to help finish off a bottle. It wasn't far out of my way and I figured I could take care of myself if anything happened so I agreed. I had nothing better to do.
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The Great Train Sexpedition

I squeezed through the crowd. That is actually the vendor's car of the train. Women don't travel in it as it is usually crowded with men. This car is particularly famous for gay activities and most of the men who travel in it, know it already. Some get into the car with pure voyeuristic tendencies. They just watch scenes like guys squeezing others' cocks or rubbing cocks against cocks.
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The Boy On The Bicycle

He was breathing heavily and slouched on the handle bars and stared through the window at the driver. He was about eighteen, but looked younger. His hair short, with blond bangs, a T-shirt with Ren and Stimpy, short cutoffs, high-tops and slim hips, strong legs. The driver looked back at the cyclist, who was catching his breath.
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First Time With Jack

I had a great teacher. I had known Jack from college. We were in many of the same classes. He was openly gay, and at the time, that was a bold statement to make. I had fantasized for years about having sex with another man, and had gone to adult bookstores and jerked off watching the gay films, but had never had the courage to go all the way.
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