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Ian
Mike stood looking at his reflection in the long mirror. He ran his
hand down his chest, watching as it moved across the few strands of hair
and then over toward one nipple. He pinched his own nipple, feeling the
pain transmitted throughout his body. He smiled as he ran his hand further
down his naked twink frame,
touching his skin, that perfectly golden skin that had many people in
the office glancing at him.
They all assumed it was fake, but it wasn’t. He would always sun bathe,
out on his balcony and it had paid off as he stared at his reflection. His muscles
seemed to glisten under the golden color, ripple as he passed his hand along
his stomach.
While they all sat around, making dates, he was outside, sunning. It was one
reason he had taken the night shift, so he could have the day to sun himself.
Course he still had weekends off, which was why he could party. Looking at himself,
he felt rather proud of the way he looked. His hand moved down his lean body,
and started to play with his cock. As usual it was hard, and he felt it
throb as he gripped it tightly with one hand.
Slowly he began to think of his date last night, the brown haired twink
who had freckles. The guy was cute, but too pasty white. His skin was
soft, but you could tell that he never sat outside with his clothes off.
Too bad, as he’d look damn good with a bit of colour to his skin.
He had a nice cock, one that Mike had enjoyed last night. It had a bit
of a curve to it, which made it feel very different, as the guy slid
it up into his ass. He could still feel it go in, as his hand moved much
faster.
Mike’s breathing was becoming faster as his mind replayed
that penetration over and over again. He had grunted, as the head had
spread him apart and dove inside.
It really felt strange, as it slid into him, making his muscle scream
inside, his nerves tingle. The guy knew how to use it too, twisting it
around and giving him one hell of a fuck.His eyes closed, as he felt
the way his legs had gone numb, how his body had shuddered with each
thrust of that odd shaped penis into him.
It was worth it, pursuing him,
and besides he had his phone number which would make an encore more likely.
Not his
too, twisting it around and giving him one hell of a fuck.
His eyes closed, as he felt the way his legs had gone numb, how his body
had shuddered with each thrust of that odd shaped penis into him.
It
was worth it, pursuing him, and besides he had his phone number which
would make an encore more likely. Not his usual thing, but fuck, that
guy knew how to please him.Mike felt his hand grow sticky and looking
down, he saw he had cum all over his hand. The white goo was oozing
out from between his fingers as he stared at it, and smiled. It was
certainly a good fuck last night, maybe he’d call him tomorrow
Ian Kovnats Gaystoryman
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