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As I lay on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed they approached me. Both hot young men in their early 20's. Both with beautiful uncut cocks. They were still soft and this was my dream come true. I love sucking a cock from its flaccid state to hardness to shooting its essence down my throat. They looked at each other and one stepped closer....
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The story you about to read is 100% true. Only the names have changed. I stood in the shower, letting the tepid water flow across my face and down my chest. This heat and humidity had become so bad that taking a hot shower just meant that you would be sweating before you dried afterward. I ran my hands down my chest and belly, spreading the shower gel over...
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He awoke on a cold January morning. Mother gone to see her father pass, as these were going to be his last days with the world. His siblings were with there grandmother as to not put anymore stress on the boy or his dad. The boy turned 18 today, and he had none of his family to spend it with, besides his dad. Not his father, for father is biological, and b...
The concluding chapter of "The Adventures of Urlen". After my return home I wrote by hand to Steve and Anne to thank them for their hospitality. Knowing that Anne did not use a computer I also e-mailed Steve to say how much I had enjoyed meeting him so intimately again. Ten days later I received a remarkable letter back from him. He must have typed it quick...
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There hadn't been much of a firefight at all. The Hondurans hadn't really expected any of our Sandinista bands to strike across the Rio Coco Segovia, the river marking the Nicaragua-Honduras border, so they hadn't really seriously established a defense of the Gringo mining engineer team at the project in Brus Laguna. The Hondurans apparently hadn't bothered...