Boy and Boy - Page 41



It was the summer I turned 16, and he was beautiful.He had short brown curls, big blue eyes, and ful pink lips. I wanted him immediately. he was slender, pale, and lightly freckled. He was shy with a sense of humor. We met through mutual friends and became friends



It all started last Saturday. I had just come back from work, and I knew I was going to have the next day off, so I decided to relax. I came home, fixed myself a quick meal, watched some of the game on the T.V, and sat there on my sofa
CHAPTER 3 The Boyz Part 1: Seth Williams The next day, back in school, Kiyan avoids the crowd in the hallways and reaches the stairwell in front of his classroom



Alex was a plain boy, with a short dark curly mop of hair. He stood at 6" 1', the tallest in his class. He was slim and awkward due to his height. His skin was pale, slightly burned by the arrival of sun in Britain



-=Ok, first offI know a few words were written incorrectly, but that is due to the fact that I am doing my best to post at least one story from this saga per day, all of them dedicated specially to my boyfriend, also..
After about ten minutes of little to no activity, an older boy of about fifteen entered the camp area of the younger boys. In tow he had a child who looked even younger and smaller than the boy with Jimmy



It was the beginning of autumn and the leaves where falling as peter was walking down the road to work. The same road he walked every day. Peter was an average built guy, short ash blond hair, light blue eyes. Nothing special. Peter has had the same job for almost 3 years now
Author's note: Okay, I just couldn't leave well enough alone. This is really how I want to end the series. It doesn't rage with sex, but that's my style of writing; character relations mean a lot more to me. I hope you enjoy



This is only a fantasy and not real, although names have been changed. This is my first story so please don’t be to negative. constitution criticism is always welcomed At the age of 14 I was a very horny boy as most 14 year olds are
Things with Mark only got better as the blow-jobs became more frequent. And, just before we headed off for winter break, he upped the ante if you will I was on my knees, sucking at his thick, throbbing 8 inch cock, squeezing his muscular, military thighs when he came a big load
How I Got Started (b/b, teen boy/boy, incest, mild violence, white socks) When I was 7, I started playing around with my friend Chris. We touched each other, put our pricks in each other’s mouth and he even put his in my butt
IT was summer and I was 14 I would ride my bike down to a local lake that my friend's grandfather owned every day. We would go fishing there since it was a nice private spot. I was 14, and jerking off 3 times a day at the point
After hot blow-job I’ve given to Ben, we straightened ourselves and went home. I managed to sneak in my room past my family, changed my stained shorts and underwear and went back to my usual routine as I would in any other late afternoon
I guess that boys will be boys, but sometimes you can never be quite sure. Take, for instance, the #other day. I was minding my own business, really I was. If you don't believe me, just ask Charley here



Have you ever given the thought of how your first time would be? During my early teen years I really didn't give it much thought because I simply thought I was going to die a virgin. Mainly since both of my parents were in the military and that left us moving every 2 years