What you are about to read is true. This story is more about how
things started for me so may think it is boring. But I wanted to set
you up for my later adventures which get hotter.
We became great, close friends--threw many gayteens parties
for the complex between our suites, golfed, sailed and worked out
together. We "doubled" often and Jon always had a great looking
date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any length
of time, but there was never a lack of company for him.
Two days later he asked if I wanted to go back so massage him, I said
yes and returned that afternoon. Then same happened gayteens again for few
visits. Then after about 3 visits he got more adventurous and told me
to close my eyes and think and I felt him give me my first male
blowjob.
He took the hand away, to re-
assure himself of the presence of the towel, to catch the sperm and
perhaps to cover himself in case of an intrusion. When he removed his
hand, the shaft supported itself. He switched on gayteens the bedlight, and lay admiring the growing weapon.
Several months later, I
read his mother's obit in the paper and I saluted my friend on his
future. I hope he's found himself some place where he can be who and
what he is, and not have to live his life in the closet. As for me, I
haven't had another experience gayteens with male sex, but my sex life with my
wife got a little bit hotter after that.
