Probably for the first time in my life, I felt truly content with the size of my manhood. Brian was so uptight about sex that finding an opportunity were I could fuck him without any of our other friends finding out was next to impossible. Brian slid out of his docksiders to expose his bare feet, then proceeded to take off his jeans and bikini one leg at a time. I felt very strange inside. But Lee wasn't a hippie, he was just a very laid back product of a new era. I was content to stand there and allow Lee to admire my prick as it bobbed up and down stiffly. My dad called him a hippie.
His ankles were at my sides so I began carressing them, enjoying the feel of the hair on his legs.
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Review s 0 Add review. I was up to jacking off two or three times a day in a futile attempt to keep my lust for male flesh in check. Dorm security is tight at our school so Brian had told me he would meet me downstairs in front of MacGregor Hall. I unbuttoned his jeans and carefully unzipped them. Get instant access to some narrated sex stories from Erotic Audio. While we were enjoying each other's tongues, I felt his fingers unbuttoning my beige duckhead shorts. I can remember when I was a little kid, Dad coming home from work completely exhausted, reeking of sweat, grease and gasoline.
I came very close to apologizing for my intrusion upon his privacy and walking out. My mom took off with some guy when I was ten. I didn't know what to say, or do. So I grabbed each of his biceps and started caressing them up and down. It was getting more and more difficult for me not to act on my sexual impulses. My personal Jekyll and Hyde.