I knew Rob and I would make tender and sweet love that night when he showed me the view out of his kitchen window. The city lights twinkled in the distance, and as I looked out, I felt his strong body standing just behind me, desiring me, and I wanted to nestle myself into his embrace and feel him melt into me. The vibe radiating from his strong chest and loving precense was so strong I could feel it beaming against my back, my skin tingling with anticipation. But not yet, I was nervous.
We hadn't seen each other in a year. We needed to eat, unwind, drink some wine. The wine helped a lot, helped me to get closer to what I really wanted, which was to feel Rob's strong smooth passionate body against mine. I sat tentatively myself down on the couch, waiting... he brought food out from the kitchen, moved to sit down across the table from me, and I smiled and patted the couch next to me.
As Rob was sitting down, I happened to glance at his body and noticed an enormous bulge in his pants, and then I knew that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Mmmm. I leaned gently against him while we talked and ate our dinner.
As we talked, I felt the wine letting me open up, and the more I opened up in my feelings, the closer Rob came to me, and then he was right there, gently caressing my leg. I responded with the same, and soon felt his fingers playing with the hair at the back of my head. That's all it took, and with my breathing coming from deep in my belly, I turned to face him, and rose up on my knees, leaning my head down and giving him a deep and passionate kiss. In a flash, our shirts were off, our chests heaving and rubbing firmly against each other. With a tumble and a spin, we removed our pants and soon found ourselves sprawled naked in front of the roaring fireplace, legs and arms twirled around and through and our bodies writhing with hot sweaty waves of passion.
Just as I had the first time we made love, I turned Rob onto his stomach, and all too eagerly rode my cock up the crack of his firm smooth ass, coming in a stream of giddy orgasmic ribbons all over him. Yumm. And Wow! I recovered so fast. Soon Rob was lavishing my bulging cock with luscious swipes of his tongue. I guided his ass around, so that we effortlessly glided into a tight 69, firmly grabbing each others bodies as we sucked hungrily. Bold and aflame with desire, I took Rob's cock all the way down my throat, all big thick 7 inches, so deep he was pumping his delicious cum halfway to my feet deep down inside of me.
Up and down we rode the waves, glistening in the firelight, breathing more loudly than the music, moaning and sighing and holding and stroking.
I was sitting by the window watching my parents riding in the buggy into town. They wouldn't be back for a few hours. I glanced to the left and saw the slaves working on the field. I had never thought much of blacks, nor had I ever talked to one. I just thought whatever my father told me to. But I thought I'd go out to the barn and see what's going on.
I had just bought a car, had a pretty good job and was ready to see what adventures I could find now that I was away from home. I'd never been with another guy before, but fantasized about it all the time. The toys I'd used were a good substitute for a hard cock, but I was desperate for the real thing. I started looking in the personals to see what I could find.
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.
I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
"Come in," he called, getting up from his kneeling position. The door opened slightly, and Nick poked his blond head through. "We're ready," he announced. Chris nodded solemnly, an expression that looked out of place on a fourteen-year-old's face, but he realized how serious this ritual was.
My students had adjusted to me, their new computer studies teacher, and I was getting along quite well with them. All seemed to be fine except for one student, Ray, who seemed to be having trouble with his assignments. He asked if I could stay after classes one afternoon and help him catch up.
His sexy arms are like straight machine guns and can grab anyone and squeezing it to death! As his age might suggest, he is a student. Aiming to become a nurse in a local university. August, 19, a united state punk, come here for his university exchange year. He is also studying in the healthcare area, just like Dave.
His prominent jaw line is dressed in a full beard and juts out authoritatively from his thick, bull neck. He has a powerful looking barrel-sized chest flanked by wide, rounded shoulders and his pecs roll off to the sides of that ball-shaped gut to form the most seductively tantalizing creases.
He had the fire built up high, blazing in the darkness. He had been trying to read but had abandoned it. He put out the light and lay watching the firelight dance on the walls. He didn't know where the others were and cared less. He felt the same way as he felt when he'd first seen Rab and Danny together. That same blind, head aching hatred. The thought of food made him sick. He couldn't sleep.
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