At last, we finally meet. Our energies mesh and we seem to always enjoy each other’s company. We go around town, visiting places, making memories and laughter and happiness fills both of us. As the day come to a close, you invite me back to your place, and we sit and watch a movie. The night was young. Every so often, I would glance over to you, secretly hoping you would see me looking at you. Any time I looked over at you, I smile both internally and externally. The urge in me really wants to jump on you badly, but my intuition tells me you need to be loved softly and thoroughly. Both of us on opposite ends of the couch create this magnetic pull toward each other. Maybe it was unconscious, maybe intentional, who knows? But what I did know is as the night went on, I thoroughly enjoyed you and your company, and I wanted to give you a kiss.
Author: yeagtg
The Naked Yogi Daddy and the Inflexible Boy; [M/M, Gay, Bicurious, Fantasy]
As class ends, everything wraps up, I pull you to the side and talk to you about not being able to hit the poses like you do in class. I ask if we could do a private session and you say absolutely. We set up an appointment for a few days after.
On the day of our appointment, I come in and we start to talk, and I say that I’m not stretching right. So you help me out and show me some simple stretching positions to get me warmed up. As were doing it, my shorts are a bit in the way. They’re too tight, so you ask if I could come out of them. I tell you, of course, especially if it helps me to hit these poses. You start helping me stretch, and I’m not quite getting it. You help push my back down, and grab my waist and help stretch me out. The thought of your hand very close to my cock gets me very excited, but I try my best to hide my growing bulge. You catch eye of my bulge, but don’t bring it to my attention in fear of my embarrassment. So we continue to stretch.
FUCK BUDDY – M/M; Bicurious, Fantasy, Lust
We’ve been friends for some time now. Every time we hang out, there’s always that bromantic chemistry that gets stronger every time we spend time together. You know, that’s how bros usually are. We’ve gotten comfortable being naked in front of each other with no issue. But these last few times we’ve hung out, I’ve gotten curious about your ass.
Even when you’d wear regular, loose gym shorts, I can see the roundness of your ass filling them out. You’d wear them all the time, every time I would play out a hot fantasy in my head that you’d wear nothing under them.
One day, I “accidentally” touched your ass to see if you were free-balling and I could feel the softness of your beautiful white bubble butt. Something came over me, and I thrusted my growing bulge on your ass, pulled you in close and whispered to you, *”Stop fucking teasing. If you want me to fuck you, just ask.”*
You look at me with this hunger in your eyes, pulled me by my t-shirt, slapped and grabbed my ass, intensely stared in my eyes, licked my lips, insinuating that you wanted a kiss, and said, *”It’s about fucking time you did something about it.”*