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Road Trip Takes a Turn and a Twist

All three of us scurrying around like rodents trying to get our suitcases packed. I remained relatively quiet as I threw my shampoo, hair brush, and other things into a bag. I could hear Cheri and Christina yapping away in the other room. "Uggh, I'm so excited summer is finally here!" Christina said. "Oh I know!" Cheri beamed as she threw her astrology book into her suitcase.
3 beginnings & college & first time

Schedule Change

Todd was reclining on his bed staring at the source of the flickering light. He mindlessly flipped channels, willing weariness to overtake him. It was futile, he knew, to attempt to sleep now, before achieving the release he usually sought before bed. He was saving up. He didn't want to expel any of the energy he was planning on sharing with his new friend Blake.
3.3

YumLickin' Good

Since I have always been one who fucking loves tasting myself, period, on a man's body, it's even more sensual to be savoring me on another stud's ass lips. So where I am at this moment is no problem on this, my 40th birthday, doing what I love to do, and what you love me to do: Slowly sliding my hot tongue into your hairy, sweaty-wet asshole.
3.8

Young Restroom Slut Finds Love

Henry shook his head and went back to contemplating the invoices lying all over his desk. Almost five o'clock. Thank god. I couldn't wait to get out of this place. The job was really starting to get to me. The daily grind. It was making me sick. I wanted to shout to the world about my love.
3.4

The Hot Bath and Shoulder Massage

When I woke up, every bone in my body was hurting, cause I had slept on the couch. Alex and I had had a fight. Lately, he and I seemed to be sleeping in the same bed less and less. When I got to work, everybody was on my back, apparently all the lay-off's were putting everyone on edge. Then, to top everything off, on the way home, some idiot pulled out in front of me.
3.7

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.
3.3 farm

Rick And Luke

Luke and I spent the day yesterday looking for an empty section where we could be by ourselves, enjoy our time together, and avoid all the obnoxious little brats, and the terrible older brats as well.
3.3

Taking My Manhood

But there was something different about this encounter. Jason was grinding his cock deep inside of my ass, his pubic bone crushing against my ass cheeks, His balls slapped my ass cheeks as he fucked my love chute with his thick seven inch dick. I moaned with each thrust and each grind into me, and I clenched my ass muscles around his cock to give him as much pleasure as possible.
2.6

Who Just Sat On A Doughnut?

Raspberry jam all over my bum. It was so sticky, its everywhere, on my jeans my shirt. Everywhere, even in my hair. I'm a raspberry jam red alert and I guess I know who the practical joker is, John is a typical candidate. It's even sticky work to remove my jeans - sticky zip, everything, but I managed to get them off, just as John came in laughing his head off.
3.7

The Chase

Michael was sitting across the living room with the paper open on his lap, relaxing after a long, frustrating day of work. He looked up at Jason and smiled. "How was your day?" he asked. He could read the tension on Jason's face. Standing by the door, not yet removing his jacket, Michael looked at his lover. Lover. The word burned his throat. "This isn't working for me, Michael."
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