His mind didn't care about resting, about relaxing. It just wanted Jimmy, to taste him, to have him and to possess him. Tyler's tongue licked hard between the thigh and groin, tickled the firm balls. Jimmy squirmed a little, as he leaned back in the seat, his legs pushing outwards, his hips jutting up a bit. His hand was pulling his own shirt up, the other still on Tyler's head, urging him to continue.
Kenny was one of those more nervous types. He wore glasses, but only for mundane tasks like reading, driving. When he was just walking, or more importantly sucking his cock, the glasses were on the night stand.
The lights aimed at the table were bright, and hot. He could feel himself already starting to sweat. Sounds of clothes being dropped, of belts being undone, button's opened and zippers lowered made him tense up. It was weird, laying across this table, while a few feet away, the best looking athletes, most sought after studs at the University were undressing, getting ready to have sex with him, a typical nerd.
The look on his face was heart breaking. He could see the tears now too, and somehow it struck him as how much he looked like him, when he had first told his Aunt about himself, about being Gay.
As the liquid went down, he realized that he was really a catch, even if he did sell his body for money, but the truth was, business wasn't all that good these days. He wasn't old, wasn't a sleaze as some might assume.
It wasn't a put on, he could see the desire reflected in Ron's face, the same look he was getting from Andy as well. They were serious, and he had made the deal. He never thought he'd have to pay off, but he had been suckered.
He had come close at school, but his natural shyness, his fear too, always held him back. Danny was certain of one thing, that he was into guys, as for anything else, he wasn't what you would call a positive person.
Justin had known a few guys, but none could compare with Chad when it came to bed prowess. Chad had an above average cock. It was thicker than most, but had a small bend in it, just behind the head. It was uncut as well, which made it even more exciting.
Tommy knew all the signs, including a few his supervisors weren't aware of. One of which was to see the steady stream of men going to one particular Men's Restroom. He always knew where to look, who to follow when the mood was on him, as it was now.
The man next to him shifted, so he was leaning closer to Randy. He could smell his cologne, as his hand moved down the inside of his leg. The fingers were gently caressing him, feeling his muscles as they roamed across, reaching for more than just his leg. He felt his breathing becoming a bit shallow, felt the excitement rising inside of him. He couldn't believe it, but he was fully aroused, his body trembling just a little to this stranger's ...
It wouldn't be so bad, if Sean would ask him stuff, like how to do things, but he had just watched him for a few minutes, then figured he had it down. There was any emotion, in him. He seemed like he couldn't give a shit if the stuff got to the customer in one piece or not, or if it was clean or not.
Still, he couldn't help but dream, of wonder too. His brothers would be stunned to find out how he had even rated them, on his scale of attractiveness, or how he rated his friends.
It had only been a month since Johnny had been spending the weekends with him. Strange, but ever since he had started hitting the bars, going out on weekends, the person next to him had always been different.
Mike looked at the keys, then at Chase. His heart was still enjoying the fact that Chase wanted him, and he wanted nothing to ruin the night, but the idea of Chase driving, given all that he had drunk scared him a little. He had heard so much about drinking and driving, and he didn't want to risk it, even for Chase.
It was from them both, that he learned about love, about values that mattered. He missed Katie, the way she would talk to him, always treating him like a person, not a possession, not a job either.
The waiter merely nodded, already moving past him towards a group ahead of him. His eyes watched as he moved, noticing how his butt would shake, and how tight his pants were.
They were all big men on campus, simply because they played football. The whole town seemed to worship at their feet, for that reason only. Granted, Skylar was not like the other three, even though he was their leader.
Sitting there, listening as the sermon dragged on about truth and honour, about being true to God, a small smile crossed his lips. He knew he wasn't handsome, but he had a rugged charm to him.
Kyle didn't notice the two burly guys on either side as he followed Billy into the room. His first awareness was when their large meaty hands grabbed hold of his upper arms. He felt the vice like grips as he sputtered out some cry of pain, some surprise at being held.
So what if it had taken him nearly an hour to figure out that the reason his phone wasn't working was that he was hitting the wrong damn button? He could pound a nail in straight with two swings, and he was fast too.
It took him a second to push his bunched up shorts off his body, and stand totally naked. Then he lunged too, making the bed groan as he fell on top of Jason, just as Jason had done to him in the living room.
Funny how things worked out. It was perhaps the longest conversation they had, and yet as he stared at the bent bolt, he couldn't help but feel like he was on some sort of inspection. He could feel those powder blue eyes staring at him, and he wondered if Gideon was checking out his butt.
Looking at his crotch, he couldn't help but see the rigid lines of his veins around his cock. It was hard, as it should be, because just outside that fucking closed door, was a naked stud named Taylor.
His body would ache whenever Jimmy was around, which seemed to be always. It didn't matter what time he started work, Jimmy would find him within minutes of Matt clocking in. At first it was sweet, but after two weeks it was becoming more than just an infatuation.
He swallowed, staring at the amazing sight of a naked Ross. The candle light was flickering in the cabin, adding to the excitement and mood. His eyes must be like saucers, he thought, as he took in the small wiry frame of the young man.
The rolling waves were still running up and down his body as he slowly pulled his cock out of Aaron's mouth. The young man leaned back on his haunches, resting against the base of the chair.
Least in his mind. After all who would go out and buy a damn car, just so he could have an excuse to ride the elevator with some stranger? No sane person would do that, even if the car had been a bargain.
He turned and walked past Charlie, noticing as he did how the young man's eyes seemed to follow him. They were downcast, but not from shame, but were checking his crotch out.
Even soft, the frigging cock looked like a bazooka. It was thick, and damn it was long too. His eyes had bulged as he had thought about what it would look like hard and it must have shown too, as Ralphy had turned to see who had barged in on him.
He hated it when those he met or thought about picking up couldn't carry a conversation. It was like they simply ignored the world around them, and while he knew they weren't dumb, their actions would make one think twice about that.