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A Winters' Night 2007-07-24 10:48:00 Snow was blowing in the Montana skies, when early morning arrived Jeph andSkip had to get up early to go check on the horses, make sure they werewarm enough from the bitter Montana winds.They worked hard for several hours, milking the cows, brushing and feedingthe horses. Skip laid back on a bail of hay to rest, Jeph laid next to him.They were inside the warm barn so they were comfortable. Jeph leaned overand kissed Skips' wanting mouth gently.Skip reached his arm around him and slowly pulled on his shirt till it cameout of his tight jeans.They kissed while Skip ran his hand down Jephs firm butt. Getting a feelfor the man he always desired. First one hand then both he had under hisshirt and down his friends pants feeling his firm buttocks Felt sowonderful. Skip squeezed them tight while he kissed his friend deeper.They continued to embrace, Jeph slowly unbuttoned Skips shirt And unzippedhis jeans, while they continued to embrace in a deep passionate kiss.Tenderly they made love to ea Read more:Winters
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Lab Work 2007-07-26 14:08:00 Denny, my young 21-year old neighbor, who still lived home with his widowed mother, was, I discovered, a hustler. I had enjoyed watching Denny during his growing-up years, watching him develop, his muscular lean body gleaming with perspiration when he would run around in cut-offs and nothing else -- even barefoot -- in his backyard. As he matured, he sensed my interest in watching him -- admiring him -- and I have to admit he became a bit of a show off, flexing his muscles, taking provocative poses, enjoying watching my reactions to his teasing behavior. Like most young boys, he had the natural ability to sense how to pose and preen to best advantage to attract the attention of adults. I read somewhere once that all men have this natural attraction to members of both sexes, but society forces us to suppress homoerotic tendencies and emphatically deny any interest in members of the same sex. I read a lot about such things -- being a doctor and all. I really no longer legally had the
Babysitting Gabriel (Part 1) 2007-07-30 12:27:00 Babysitting Gabriel
(Part 1)Zachary Warner lived three houses down from the McKenzie's. Every Saturdaynight Mr. and Mrs. McKenzie would leave around seven and stay out untilone or two in the morning.Having just turned fifteen and feeling very adult, Gabe offered to baby-sittheir nine year old son, Gabriel, for only five dollars an hour. They weredelighted and agreed.The digital clock above the TV flashed 9:00 PM."All-right, Gabe, time for bed." Zac said, standing to his feet and runninghis fingers through his thick brown hair. With a grumble of disagreementthe little blonde haired boy shuffled off and Zac headed to the bathroomnext to the boy's room.Easing the door closed he turned and unzipped his pants. Then with a sighof relief began to unleash the repercussions of three Mountain Dews and aCherry Cola. He was almost finished when the door eased open and Gabestepped into the small bathroom. The little boy's eye's widened and his jawdropped as he observed Zac's unsheathed penis.
Paperboy Sir... 2007-08-03 06:00:00 It was 1965, and I was in 5th grade..soon to be ten years old...a blond kid of Nordic heratage. I had a job delivering papers, the Minneapolis Star! My parents had a house built in a new subdivision, and because it was so new, many of the new homes were on unfinished muddy streets. I rode my bike, delivered my papers, and returned home muddy from head to toe! My Mom always escorted me to the laundry room, where I would shed my "muddies". My Dad would shout, "HOSE HIM OFF OUTSIDE!", but my Mom was a gentle soul, and would allow me to shed my muddies in the laundry room.One rainy fall evening, I got on my bike, and headed out to "collect"...in those days, paperboys had to personally collect from the paper's customers. I was nearly finished with my rounds, when I got to Mr. Johnson's house. I was soaked head to toe with mud, and was shivering in the cold Minnesota fall evening! I rang Mr. Johnson's doorbell repeatedly. He finally answered his door, dressed only in a towel aro
Learning To Be A Boyfriend 1 2007-08-19 09:26:00 Him, him, I and Othersby Nat C.Matt is my first boyfriend, standing tall at 181 cm, with a cute face (think straight sharp nose, brown puppy eyes, thin but absolutely kissable wet lips and red cheeks), ruffled black hair and a toned, smooth body. We are in the same class and sit together at the back, so we get lots of private time together! Me? Well, i have black hair too and a face Matt says is cute and a toned body too. We enjoy working out together at the gym in his condominium. I am rather short though, at 173 cm.So let me tell you about yesterday... I'd gone down to the street soccer court after my some self study, to meet Matt, who had soccer training. It ended quite late at 6 p.m. and by the time it was over, many of the soccer players were rushing to get home already. As i walked towards the street soccer court, some of the soccer players who were leaving spotted me and said hi, then motioned to where Matt was and said bye. I walked over the field to get to the court and saw t Read more:Learning
"Farm Boy in Love" by Jay Roberts Gay Rural 2007-09-19 06:00:00 Jay roberts Subject: "Farm Boy in Love" by Jay Roberts
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==I know the combination of love and farm boy sound like country fun. Well there is country funin' for shur, but not what a child under 18 should read about. S-o-o-o if'n your under 18 go back to the farm, it's milkin' time. If'n you don't like stories 'bout folks of the stallion sex gittin' together, then you also should go away. Rest of yer are as welcome as the summer rains.Wes and his grandfather owned a small dairy farm. They had about 400 acres and this was enough for their few cows to graze. Right next to their farm was five acres that no one seemed to own. Mr. Westly, Dale's father (you'll hear a lot about Dale in this story)Found the land and offered money to the town to buy it. He owned a RV that was as big as a cattle car and he drug it up to the land and parked it right next Wes and Gramps house.Gramps was a little surprised as he was used to complete privacy all these years. Heretofore, the
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MM; 'Lover and bitch #1* {Alex Trisch} ( MM interr ) 2007-10-04 00:23:00 This is the true story of my sexual experiences with Indonesian guys. The events here are true and accurate, the dialogue is as accurate as I can remember it. Only the names I have changed to protect the privacy of the guys on my stories.I always love hearing from my readers, so feel free to write me back at Alex_trisch@yahoo.com.Here I was... Sitting on Jakarta airport after a already long flight over from Europe with a stop over in KL. Another hour till my flight to the final destination Yogyakarta will start.I asked myself what I'm doing here and how it comes I do it at all. Maybe just a short introduction of myself. When this story happened I was 32 years old. I never consider myself as anything special, just average body and face, 5 11 tall, brown hair, green eyes and white skin. I had a good job at a bank which allowed me a quite good life and nice holidays.It all started just about a month ago. I had made my decision going back to Bali and where checking about hotels when I
BEHIND THE GYM - FRESHMAN YEAR 2007-10-16 02:29:00 by Mark AshleyIt all started in my freshman year. I was a fairly shy boy, about five feet six inches tall, 105 pounds, slim but firm body, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a good 7 inches of hard cock. Most of the girls seemed to be interested in me so I guess I wasn't too bad to look at. In my freshman year of high school, my gym class was my last class of the day.We did the usual things in gym like play baseball, basketball, wrestle, and play volleyball. I never noticed that I had more meat between my legs and a lot more hair there than most of the other guys in my gym class. But obviously the other guys in my gym class noticed, because one day one of the guys walked up to me and told me that I must be real proud of the big cock that I had. He wanted to know if I jacked off a lot to get it that big, and if it felt good when I shot my load? I was so shocked that I didn't know how to answer so I blushed, ran back to my locker and dressed as fast as I could. Al
'Small Holding' by Greg (Incest Rural Historical) (M/M/M oral, anal, spank) 2007-11-14 07:40:00 I was sitting up in the big double-bed reading the 'The Farmer's Weekly'."Don't hog all the space", said my older brother Bert. He joined me under the bed clothes and then arranged my skinny body to his satisfaction. I felt his massive organ slide between the cheeks of my arse, until it pressed against my brown hole. I bit my lip while his fleshy monster penetrated the hot, tight tunnel. When it reached my love-nut I relaxed and he pushed on, cramming my rectum with his manmeat.We were both highly respected members of our small community. Bert was 26, muscular and fit while at 18, I was the runt of the litter. At the end of the war our parents had been killed in a tragic accident so Bert was all the family I had.The bedsprings squeaked as they did most nights. Petroleum jelly might have helped the penetration and made his hard thrustings a bit more bearable. Bert never thought to use it.I was ideal for the role of 'cunny-boy', as Bert called me, because my penis was useless.Bert Read more:Small
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