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I still dream of him and wonder how and where he is today. Does he remember me? Does he remember the joy we shared when we lay together? I was a young man, all of 22, when he took me into his home and bed...

I had been out of the service for a year and back in circulation. 22. Long haired and free, money in my pocket and nothing but sex on my mind...and I wanted a man so bad, it hurt...

We worked together that winter and he was so much fun. I liked looking at him and would fantasize about fucking him and being his boyfriend. So, when i sent the Christmas Card to him, he would have been a fool not to know what I wanted,

"Lets get together" was what I cooed at him that Christmas of 1988.

I was a pretty with a baby face. He was older than me, about 32. He was fun and good looking and we used to flirt with each other at work, After I sent the card, one afternoon he called me and we talked and he brought it up. He asked me if I really wanted to "get with him," and I told him yes. He said that if I wanted to get with him, then I could come over and can watch a movie or that if I REALLY wanted to get with him, I could come over and drink some wine. I told him "I want to have drinks."

So, it was on...

So, I was young and scared and horny, I knew not to masturbate before I went there so that I would be ready, It was all I could do since my young dick was so hard and fat and pointing upwards, waiting on that night...I didnt think I could stand it but somehow I made it though and I went there on a Friday night.

The preliminaries were short. I got there and tried to calm down. He asked me if I liked Chinese and so he ordered out. Then he took me around his apartment and showed me the rooms. When we got to the bedroom, he closed the door before we could go in. Then he told me "we would be seeing that later." I was scared but felt a bolt of homosexual desire shoot through me. I was aroused and my mouth was dry. Could it really happen? Would I make love to the man of my dreams that very night???

The food arrived and I thought for just an instant saw that the delivery man had an amused look on his face.

Maurice and I were eating and started to flirt and giggle. He started feeding me with his spoon and I finally started to get very excited. My dick stiffened and I tried to hide it. With a shit eating grin we laughed and then he cupped his hand around my neck and we kissed softly. It was one of the best kisses I ever got from a man. We started really making out. His tongue darting in and out of my mouth, running his hands through my long red hair. I was so hot and horny. I knew I would be fucked that night and I knew i would be in his arms. He seduced me and charmed me, He kissed softly but he firmly felt my face and let the tip of his tongue touch mine...He stood up and went into the kitchen. While he was gone I worried that I would jack off in my jeans just from what I was thinking about.

He brought out the red wine and we began to drink and plenty of touching happened. A grown man, 10 years older than me, he was getting me drunk but he had a steady hand and didnt let it get sloppy.

Then back to the bedroom we went. I was so excited and scared. We held hands at the edge of the bed, standing together, hugging and rubbing our bodies together...he sat me down on the bed and went into the closet. The room was dim, lit only by the open closet door but it was perfect...he walked back into the room with a look of conquest and lust on his handsome face.

When he entered the bed room as I sat on his raised bed, with so many pillows, like a temple for me to worship him, he wore an open robe and his manly bush was behind his long and beautiful mushroom shaped dick. As soon as I saw it erect and majestic, I wanted it inside me, in my mouth and in my hands, I wanted to kiss and suck and taste every inch of him...I was so in love with him, every part of him was handsome and the thought of his wondrously beautiful cock sent a sexual surge through me, one that no other man had ever made me feel... I saw his throbbing vein from the bottom up, I wanted to have his pulsating manhood in my hand, I wanted to run my fingers over the length of it. His pubic hair was so thick. I wanted its warmth and safety around my face with his hard cock so close. I wanted to go down on him the way I knew how, without hands, I wanted to make him moan and groan and cum....I had done that before with boys my own age in high school and later as a young man...but he was different. He knew the secret arts of homosexual lusts and love.

He laid back on a stack of pillows and let his robe drop to the floor. His throbbing cock lay against him. I crawled into bed beside him and lay down in his arms. He was so strong and sure. I trembled as I was close to him and raised myself over him. I sweetly kissed him and felt his hand slide down to my ass. He rubbed it and I felt as though I never wanted to leave his bed, that this was the safest place in the world. I was so hungry for his dick. I slowly began to slide down his body, pausing a couple of times to kiss his hairy chest and stomach. He lay quiet as I continued downward. At last! I reached hairy bush and his stiffened dick. My fingers wrapped around it and it was the best thing I had ever felt in my life!. I stroked it with my right hand and laid my left forearm across him.

"Go down on me, Green Eyes," he quietly told me.

As I pumped his cock, I finally kissed his manhood near the base and licked upward. I could hear a slight moan. I went from base to shaft and then down again, slowly working my wet young mouth around it. The taste was clean and firm. It was so perfect. Up and down I went licking, licking...in a final hunger, I took his manhood into my mouth...

"Yeaaahhhh" he whispered. Then he said in a low voice; "That feels good."

Even at 22, there was nothing better for me than pleasing my man. Then, and now, I can brag about my skill at sucking a man's cock. If done a certain way, he will come back for more. When I suck a man's dick, I take him in and suck...suck and suck deeply. I like seeing how much of a man I can get down my throat. I like making him feel like the man he is. Once a man has had me make him feel good, he never leaves the gay mystique, the feeling of taboo homosexual lust. No woman will ever satisfy him the way I do.

And I can even make a man horny by coming off of him while I suck. The sound of a pop when I let go of cock has a sexual essence.

As I went down on him, I heard a rumble in his stomach and i knew that sound. His cum was beginning to boil. At last I knew he was ready to jack off into my mouth. I would taste his essence and drink him down. How would he do it? Would he be a gent and warn me? Would he abandon any thought of me and fill my mouth? Or would he turn into a dominant man and simply shove my head down?

I continued to taste his perfect dick when I felt his hips suddenly rise up and thrust his manly dong into my mouth.

"ummmmmm" he grunted...

My mouth filled with the bitter essence of him. I was for his use and it happened so violently and suddenly that I took it down my throat though a little dribbled out of my mouth onto his bush.

...more about that night later....

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Introduction: It all started with a simply phone call from my preferred university then it all started to spiral out of control. An affair to remember It all started the day I got the phone call from the university I wanted to transfer to, they had an opening mid semester and I arrived late on a rainy day and had a class which I was now late for. I dumped my bags in my dorm room and headed straight over to my first class with Professor McDonald, the head of the art department who was teaching...

A Party To Remember

I was invited to an old college friend's birthday party, who I hadn't seen in a few years. I remember thinking that it will be really nice to see Emily, but if I'm honest, I was dreading it, as I was told that my old college crush Max will be there. He used to have flowing black locks of hair, that caressed his perfectly chiselled jawline, and the most gorgeous hazel eyes and smile that would instantly attract any woman nearby. I always wanted to ask him out, but I never had to guts to. I wish...

remember

A Weekend to remember. Part 1 My first attempt at writing anything so be kind. All constructive thoughts welcome. It is a true story, however I have changed the names. Rusty was glad it was Friday because he had the weekend off. He headed out the main gate of the Naval Air Station, turned left and walked 200 yards to the small covered city bus stop. Rusty would make the city bus to San Francisco. This had been his routine for the past fourteen months when he had the weekend off. This weekend...

Wife and friend give two sailors a night to remember

In Vino Veritas (Part 1). This is another true story of an episode that happened a while ago but just recently came to light. About five years ago a friend of my wife came back from Scotland to spend a week’s holiday here at home with her family. She was married but had no kids. Anyway she had arranged to go out to a local club with my wife and that was fine. So on Sunday night she called to our house and we all had a couple of drinks before they left. I sat in as I had work the next day and...

A Night To Remember

I knew today was going to be something different just after I had climbed out of the shower. Jill had set out some very special clothes for me to wear. Underneath my "Normal" clothes this day I would be wearing the sexiest panties, garter, back seamed hose, and camisole I owned. All of course in the most delicate shade of pink except the hose, which were of course nude.But now it was 5:30 on Friday afternoon and I was on my way home from work after almost getting "discovered" three times. It is...

GS A Wedding to Remember

GS: A Wedding to Remember By Julie Every girl dreams about what her wedding is going to be like. Who she will marry, what she will wear, what the church looks like, etc. Shelly was no different. She had dreamed of a small wedding with just family and very close friends in a chapel that had numerous stained glass windows. When Josh Anderson, the love of her life, asked her to marry him, she knew exactly what she wanted. She began looking for and found a small chapel in a...

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