Although I neglected to tell you at the beginning, this story started in the Fall of . As you know it is now early November of , so six years have passed. When Jim Boy and I first started having sex together, we soon realized we were in love with each other, but we never in our wildest dream would have guessed, then, that we would be living our lives together, away from our parents, despite the fact that I was only fourteen. But, that is what happened. We go to Ogallala almost every weekend but never for Thanksgiving, Christmas or New Years

I must point out that I am openly gay and most people who use the club are fully aware of my sexuality including Mick. He had been working for several months a nice pleasant young man who was very Efficient behind the bar. He always flashed a super sexy smile which instantly made me hard. When a vacancy for a more permanent member of staff arose he enquired and I had no hesitation in offering it to him. Even though he a full time day job. The vacancy had him working Tuesday and Saturday evenings at the club. By now I fancied him so much I just had to get into his pants. It must have become obvious to other staff that I had the hots for him because one night after the

Campbell started to read the journals of Dr. David Livingstone, Victorian explorer and philanthropist, before they had left D.F. Malan airport on the scheduled flight to Uppington, there they changed to an eight-seater for the flight to Francistown. Cronje had explained that his own airstrip was not yet ready, and the trip overland might be fun. Campbell read sections aloud to Nathan Kramer and his younger brother, Benji, whom he had met at a junior school sports day. He read the following to them on the plane: "The effect of travel on a man whose heart is in the right place is that the mind is made more self-reliant; it becomes more confident of its own resources -

David woke to the sound of a discrete cough, he looked round in panic, as he tried to disentangle himself from the Boys sleep heavy limbs, he looked towards the door, it was Scott! "Oh Shit!" he thought, "Im in for it now." "Hi, David," Scott said sweetly, "I think youd better get your friends out of here and come over to the kitchen, your Mom wants you for dinner. Youd better have a shower too, you look a right mess, all three of you. Well talk about THIS later, but ILL be coming out with YOU tomorrow. RIGHT?" "Sure Scott, sure. Whatever you say." Mumbled David, still trying to get his bearings. Shaking the Boys awake he looked at his watch, "Its :," he told

From their vantage point they could see the thrusting wide open ass of the gay teacher and see the boys ring stretched around the thrusting greased veiny shaft as it plunged, balls deep each time into the teenage body, united in sex lust. "Oh fuck Im cumming" gasped the teacher, his body shuddering. He lunged deep, his ass ring quivering. "Oh yes" groaned the boy as he felt the jets of sperm pumping so deep in his belly. His young cock spasmed in his tossing fist as the teacher added his fist to the boys wanking hand and they both finished him off together as the spurts of teen cum covered the boys belly and chest. The sight of the fucked boy took the two older

I was visiting David in his stone retreat high in the mountains, where he had undertaken advanced disciplines of mind-body spirituality. The ascetic life and simple diet agreed with him; he had never looked more beautiful. He wore a simple, rough robe, but he was radiant and in good health. In addition to long walks and swims in the ice cold lake he practiced yoga meditations, long-distance running and calisthenics.

I dont remember when it was that I realized he was always looking at me: in class, at rec time, and in the church. At first I thought that he was watching over me to punish me for something I was doing wrong. I dont know if I realized when he was looking at me but I felt his eyes on me as if his look were tracing me. I turned my head and there he was. When he realized I was looking at him, he turned his gaze away from me. I didnt understand why he had this attitude and felt a bit annoyed.

Zach and Cody are alone in their hotel room at the Tipton, because their mother had to attend some client party as a favor to the hotel owner. She was asked to entertain, as she was a pretty good singer. Anyway, if you have never met Zach or Cody, you need to know they are twins, years old, blonde, cute as hell, and regular eight grade guys. Of course, one Cody is a bookworm and a straight "A" student, while the other Zach has no use for school whatsoever. hope I dont have them backwards... Zach is the heavier set of the two...

It was degrees Celsius and felt the oppressive heat entering my thatched hut. Outside my hut I heard the children play. They were pushing an old bicycle wheel with a stick and made it run. Screeching voices rambled through the village. I was effusively restless, which was part of my young mans body make up. I did not know what to do with myself. I understood now why they had so many babies born in tropical climates. One was horny all the time.

I have been to Hoboken, for...." Tom was suddenly lost for words, thinking of every year, for the past three, attending the Jersey City Gay Pride Festival. "A few friends and I have ventured over the Hudson, to go there." Phew! Tom thought, getting over that hurdle. For the last five minutes its been on roving and now it was zeroing in. "I..I.." Here goes nothing Gino thought, then said out loud, "I dance at a gay nightclub." "Oh my... youre gay?" Tom said, joking. "Get off it. You are too!" Laughing out loud, Tom started it up and Gino caught on, laughing his ass off. They enjoyed each others joking for a time, then calmed down.