Date: Sat, 27 Apr 2024 20:21:25 +0000 (UTC) From: Terry Green Subject: Time with John Please support this website. Any amount helps us keep this sanctuary up and running. https://donate.nifty.org/ Since our camping trip John and I got tied up with our respective school projects. Yet glances at each other in the hallways revealed, a desire for both of us to pick up where we had left off. Yesterday evening I fingered myself thinking of him, as I so wanted him to take me again. Now both of us were smooth, and I thought about how incredible it was with him balls deep inside of me. The orgasms were getting stronger and longer. My hole was more relaxed, and I just loved the idea of taking me anyway he wanted to do. His taller frame and those brown eyes, had me smitten and at his becon call. So damn sexy. One thing I discovered, was how his eyebrows curled as he plowed me. That was a sight I longed for now. Yet as the end of our summer classes were coming, it was so unfair colleges that accepted us, still checked our grades one more time. Students back in the day could coast, whereas we had to be tenacious with assignments and tests. Our school to its credit was LGBT friendly, and everyone knew I was. It never caused me any problems. Okay a few guys were uncomfortable with my being gay, but even at a young age, quite a few were repressing their sexuality. Everyone is at least somewhat bisexual. Human history proves it as same sex exploring, has been going on since the beginning of time. Sure sometimes it was a girl or guy playing with pussy or another's cock, but a few went further. Most stayed oral but some guys switched hit and went back door with each other. Guys checked each other out in the shower and locker room. My buddy Charlie was dating Wes, and they definitely were into each other the past several years. Living in a diverse and accepting place, was a lot like winning the lottery. Sure you couldn't trust everyone, but John and I hugged occasionally in public. Behind cars, trees, or in bathrooms we locked I'd give him really quick blowjobs. Always wanted his cum in my mouth, which was a satisfying experience. I was starting to have feelings for him. It's so true that the guy who takes your virginity, you'll always want them to be with you. He did take me to lunch this week. In the employees lounge, we locked the door, kissed as I tugged his hard cock to have his sperm shoot all over the wall. His moans and breathing intensified, as I cupped his such lovely balls from behind. Yet this weekend was ours, as my parents weren't around, and I let him know, that he had to plow me. It was high time, as our passion was to be undeterred. Friday folks headed out of town, and I was so pleased to have shaved myself smooth for my lover. Wearing tight orange briefs, and short shorts of the same color, I wanted him to know I was ready to do whatever he wanted. When that doorbell rang, I smiled mischievously, greeting him at the door. Quickly closed we kissed so much our tongues and lips became synchronized. All of this built up passion, and I moaned as he reached down in my crotch. His wrists sliding by, and those warm hands feeling my dick and balls up. I was rock hard and ready. Anticipating his moves, I wasn't quick enough, and he gently pushed me on to the couch. Completely nude in front of him I was vulnerable. John was now on his knees, and I could heard the clicking noise. Precum was starting to appear, and as he looked at me, I was turned on when he said "I love your cock." Oh yes I was under his spell but unable to find a way out. He kept bringing my cock deep in his lips. It was a mesmerizing catatonic experience. Literally holding on to the couch, as he slobbered my knob and gently massaged my sensitive testicles. Low hanging they were, but now my balls were upright. Didn't want to shoot my load so fast, although with him going deeper down my shaft, that could very well happen. Breathing in and out. Somehow I managed to hug him and we kissed, tasting my precum on his pink soft lips. Soon I had turned the tables, and now wearing only underwear, I knew what had to be done. Stripping them off, his glorious dick was hard. Breathing in his musky scent, I couldn't resist for long, although I enjoyed perusing it with my eyes. Going down on him, he was already super excited. His head thickened up even more, and that pulsating rod in my mouth was devoured fully. I wanted every inch. Attacking his manhood with aplomb, he was closing his eyes and moaning. He was wiggling as I continued to take him to my tonsils, and was singing high notes as I took each one of his balls into my mouth. They were delicious, and so was the precum, that I wanted shot inside of my bare ass waiting with anticipation for him. Kissing more, he put lube on his penis, and I stuffed him into my warm tight pocket like hole. Gently gliding down, both of us made guttural noises. This was two guys who were very connected, and I liked this position. Kissing him and looking into his brown eyes, as his rocket went further up my crevice. That sliding made my hole even more sensitive, and his balls stopping further progress was so fucking gratifying. Touching his nipples and chest he smiled, and our kissing became far more furious. It was as if we were at war of sexual energy towards each other. He was plowing my insides, and I just knew it was a matter of when. Closing my eyes but with his lips and mine connected, he was literally hitting my g spot to perfection. That prostate of mine was let, and the sweat all over me, I just knew. He massaged my balls gently while he nailed my ass. My eyes opened slightly but then there were nothing but stars and his aura in my vision. The factory below reacted in stellar fashion, as I came all over him. That was one intense orgasm, and soon he was lost in transition, filling my hole with his thick seeds of sperm. We were getting more comfortable, and I let him stay inside me until he softened up. As he pulled out of me his cum rolled out of me. It was pretty hot, but compared what was yet to come, this was just the beginning of our weekend romp. To be continued.