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Ann and I settled down into a ‘funny’ sort of a relationship. We lived in the same street in our own houses. Sometimes I would stay at hers, or the other way round. She would have her friends and I would have mine. We had a very intense young teen boy sexual life between ourselves and others.!! In the last story we agreed for me to try and ‘make it’ with my friend Mark and to recant all the details to Ann while we lay in bed. So I started to make arrangements to invite Mark over one evening for a drink. I’d not seen him for three months so I gave him a ring. “Hello Mark. Its me Joe” I said. We talked about things in general. He asked who was I shagging now, meaning a man or woman. We laughed. I explained that Ann and I still live separately in the same small town, but still have nights together. I invited him over for a drink. I would love to he said. So we picked boy boy gay teen young next Thursday afternoon at about 4pm. I would supply the drink he would bring a video. He said that he’s got a date (with a girl) that night so he will need to leave about 6pm. I told Ann about this. She was ok with it. You will tell me all about it, all the details will you? She said. Of course I will love. On Thursday lunch time Ann and I had a bit to eat together at my place. We chatted about things in general. In the end Ann could not help mentioning about Mark’s visit to me for sex. It might not work out like that I said. Knowing you it will she said. She asked if she could stay until he called so I could see what he’s like, then she would go. I don’t see why not I said, Ann and I repositioned the two setter settee to face the TV. I had an impossible craving for sugar, anything sweet, and it was interfering with my late night artistic process. My refrigerator and cabinets were bare; the next day was groceries day. It was 3:42 a.m. when I left my apartment and started the seven blocks to the 24 hour food store. There weren't many people on the streets; it was a bit late for throngs of party goers and bar hoppers, but a bit early yet for the men setting up donut carts in the young gay teen boy pre-dawn dark. The few people who were out, however, seemed to all stare at me. I think it's because they're drawn to tall men, since I don't consider myself particularly attractive. My female friends think I'm gorgeous, fawn over my dark curly hair and clear eyes. I think I'm too skinny, too tall, too pale, but I suppose many gay men are overly self critical. I walked a little quicker; I had slowed with my distracted analysis of my looks. My designer velour lounge pants began to slide down my hips as I walked. I held them with one hand, then cinched the drawstring tighter when I arrived at the grocery store. Late one night, driving home from out of town, I was very horny. I had been having phone sex with my wife young teen boy gallery while I drove; my cell phone on the dashboard, the earpiece in my ear, and my penis hanging out of my pants, driving with one hand and stroking myself with the other. I had made my wife cum several times, talking about my dick and her vagina and our assholes and licking her nipples and clit and fingering her sex holes and watching her suck my cock and putting my cock up her pussy to fuck her to young teen boy pic climax. My wife had had orgasm after orgasm, but I hadn't been able to make myself cum at all. The difference was, my wife was laying comfortably naked in her own bed, listening to the speakerphone while she played with her tits and masturbated and self-fucked her wet cunt (she has a vibrator, which she uses on my asshole sometimes, and also uses to stimulate the inside of her pussy on occasions like this). So she could hot young gay teen boy cum all she wanted to, and not worry about anything else. But I was driving down a rural highway alone at night; I was afraid that if I stroked my cock to orgasm I might be so distracted from my driving that I might have an accident. So I held back. I was desperate and horny, and with my best friend Hunter deciding to take the "straight road," I didn't see much hope of getting laid in the near future. Oh don't get me wrong, I'm not dancing far outside of the closet myself. I haven't gotten around to having one of those wrenching "Hi mom, I'm gay" moments yet, and I'm not sure I will, but I am gay. Hunter's gay too if he'd just lighten up about it, but he's always been more conservative, with his short young pre teen boy dark hair and his fast track career. He wants the wife and children in the suburbs. He wants the middle-class American success, and so he's always had more drive. That's why he's got a business degree and works at some fucking big conglomerate, while I'm spending my Friday night behind the counter of a video store with a boner in my pants that begs to be touched every time I remember Hunter's lean, naked figure under me, his eyes wide as I penetrate him, and his breath short as he approaches climax just from the feel of my cock slamming his hot young teen boy prostate. I miss him. My hand had actually slipped below the counter and squeezed my cock through my baggy jeans when the "bing-bong" warned me that someone had entered the nearly empty video store. I looked up from the magazine I was pretending to read and saw a head of dark hair over the racks starting at "A" in the new release DVDs. I checked the security monitor on that aisle and sharply drew in young gay teen boy pic my breath. Keith lay there and stared at his glowing stars, trying to take in what had just happened and just how he felt about it. Was that all there was to sex? Did it always feel that good? Did Mike want him to do the same? Oh, he wasn’t sure about that just yet. He couldn’t even muster up the courage to look his best friend in the eye at the moment for longer than five seconds before he blushed and looked shirtless young teen boy away. Somehow, he was sure it was supposed to go better than this when two people had just done what he’d just gone young gay teen boy tgp through. He was still trying to figure out why he was so hard again. Damn it. Mike lay at his side looking very much like the cat that had just eaten the canary, as he ran his fingers lightly over Keith’s heaving chest. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” Mike leaned close and whispered in a sultry voice, “And there is still so much I want to free pic of young teen boy do to you.” Keith gulped and felt his face redden, his steel colored eyes never leaving the pale green stars on his ceiling. The pleasure he’d felt only minutes before was fading from his mind only to be replaced by shock at what he’d just let happen. How could he have let it happen? He could have said no anytime he’d wanted and put a stop to the whole thing, but did he? No! Worse yet, part of him cute young teen boy didn’t want it to end. Part of him wanted him to ask Mike about these other things he wanted to do to him, but his young smooth teen boy mouth just wouldn’t let the troublesome curiosity get lose. Thankfully, he didn’t have to fight his inner battle because regardless of what he decided to do, Mike didn’t appear to be done with him yet anyhow. Mike slide on top of him, using his weight to pin Keith to the mattress. “You are just too damn cute when you get young teen boy model embarrassed, you know that?” Keith could feel his face grow hotter. Oh, great. He not only liked his best friend doing things to him his father was sure to disapprove of, but now he was cute. That was just great. 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