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Related post: Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2007 21:37:12 -0500 From: Morris Henderson Subject: Revenge on RyanNOTE: This story is fiction. Do not read this story if graphic descriptions of sex between men offends you or if it is illegal for you to do so.REVENGE ON RYAN After my freshman semester at college, I was on a Greyhound bus to go home for the Christmas break. It had been a very difficult semester. Not only did I have to adjust to college life and become relatively independent but I found class work far more demanding than I had ever experienced. I felt relieved to pull a low B average even after all the sleepless nights studying. I was more than ready for a break. Ryan sat next to me, in the aisle seat. I had met him casually in an English class and, by coincidence, we were on the same bus. Ryan lived on a farm about 20 pthc photos miles from the county seat where I grew up. Ryan was not particularly attractive--short, very thin, but with an almost chubby face that made him pthc free bbs porn look much younger than his years. Nor was he very personable; he was painfully shy and seemed to find conversation difficult. We had talked for several miles after boarding the bus but I soon tired of carrying pedo pthc videos the conversation. When I stopped talking, he seemed to welcome the silence. Trying to be sociable with someone so unresponsive was irritating. So we now rode along quietly. I was staring out the window at a bleak landscape; Ryan was engrossed in a book by some obscure dead philosopher. As the bus 15yo pthc gallery cruised along in the waning daylight, I drifted off to sleep reflecting on the previous months. The course work was not the only burden I had experienced. There was also the blatant homophobia in faculty and student body at a fundamentalist Christian college. Sitting in boring lectures, I found myself scanning the class and finding forums bbs pthc pics many of the guys quite attractive. Mentally reverse access pthc imgboard undressing them and fantasizing about being in bed with them often got me hard. Still worse was the compulsory physical education classes and the inevitable shower room distractions. It took an act of shear will power to avoid getting hard at the sight of twenty or so naked guys showering, horsing around, and rarely being shy about being seen in the buff. I noticed in the shower room that some guys were enviably endowed. But there was no particular correlation to how they appeared in clothes. Therefore, my fantasizing about who I was with in bed and what it would be like was influenced as much by their equipment as by their attractiveness when clothed. Life in the all-male dorm was also frustrating. In contrast to their ultra-modest attire and behavior on campus, the guys were surprisingly unconcerned about appearing in their room or in the hallway with nothing on but their briefs, sometimes less. There was one shower room with five shower stalls on each floor of the dorm. They were nearly always crowded morning and night so I saw a lot of flesh daily. I stole many glances, which gave me more fodder for fantasizing as I sat in my room doing my homework. I should have been trying to understand the assigned readings but images of a bare ass or dangling cock were constantly intruding on my thoughts. It aroused me but gave no real satisfaction. Of course, I had to be very discrete about what I looked at and what I thought. The late sixties were not a time of tolerance for "abnormal" sexual preferences and the environment at my college was particularly toxic to homosexuals. (The term, gay, still meant happy.) As cover for my secret longings, I would join in occasional conversations about the 'sin' of 'deviant homosexual behavior.' There were also occasional raunchy discussions about screwing girls among a few of the guys. As hypocritical as that was, I had felt I had to join in to mask my real interests. My inner life as a self-admitted but unrevealed homosexual was always conflicting with my need to be socially acceptable. It was more of a strain than the arduous course work. In spite of my compulsive habit of mentally undressing other guys, Ryan was easy to ignore. Imagining him naked was more humorous than exciting. He had a whisper thin frame and even normal clothes seemed baggy. His almost chubby baby face on that frame was almost grotesque. And he was a bookish little shit. If you couldn't debate free will or existentialism with him, there was no hope of any conversation. It would be a long trip. Close to midnight, the bus pulled of the highway for a scheduled comfort stop. I awoke to find it snowing heavily. Lights in the parking lot revealed a considerable accumulation of snow on the ground. In spite of the snow vicky pthc vicky on the ground and blowing all around, I got off the bus. I had to piss. Ryan followed. I bought a Coke and bag of Fritos and got back on the bus. Ryan was already back in his seat. We exchanged a few words about the weather but I knew conversation was futile. I began to think that traveling alone would be better than the effort it took trying to be friendly with this turd. Long after the bus was to have left, the driver announced that the highway ahead was impassable. It would be morning before the storm subsided and the plows would be able to clear the road. He apologized, emphasized that there was nothing he could do about it, and then said that there was a Motel just 50 yards away. It was recently built, not yet open lol rompl pthc portal for business, but had agreed to make some rooms available if anyone wanted to stay the night there. We would be called in the morning at least 45 minutes before the bus departed. Ryan and I looked at each other with exasperated expressions. I took the initiative. "Want to share a room?" I asked. "If we split the cost, it shouldn't be too much." I didn't fancy being with him more than I had to but money was tight and I sure as hell didn't want to spend the night in a truck stop. Ryan hesitated, looking worried. I pressed my case. "What's the alternative?" I asked, "Hanging out in that dingy truck stop. pthc pedo free gratis With no place to get any shut-eye?" Ryan still gave no answer but pulled out his wallet. "I've only got five bucks but I have a credit card. We could put the room on my card and you could give my half in cash. Would that be OK?" "Done," I said, "Let's go before the rooms are gone." pthc kdv We left the bus as the driver was still apologizing and catching all kinds of hell from two half-drunk slobs in the back. It was a long 50 yards, made longer by the drifts and driving snow. In the motel, the owner checked us in pthc bbs forums while going on at length about how he was not ready for guests yet. There was no staff yet so we would have to make up our own bed. The TV was not connected, and there was a phone but no long distance calling yet. I was in no mood for his sob story although grateful that he took us in. Ryan pissed me off again by insisting that I give him the cash for my half of the room as soon as we checked in. As if I would cheat sick child room pthc him or something. I was in a foul mood as we made our way to the room, which, to my dismay, ray gold pthc had just one queen-size bed. videos pthc How I wished that I could share it with someone--anyone other than Ryan--who shared my interests. Instead, I would be spending the night with somebody who I disliked more and more. Once in the room, Ryan asked to shower first. I agreed, put sheets and blankets on the bed and then sat there waiting. For the first time, knowing he was naked in the shower, I wondered how he was fixed ... and what he did with it when he was alone. The thoughts were not enough to really arouse me, however. He was a far cry from my ideal kind of guy. When he came out, he was wearing baggy boxer briefs that revealed nothing. His baby face, scrawny torso and spindly legs, bare of any real hair, made him look like a poster child for some Feed the Hungry group. He thanked me for making up the bed and quickly crawled under the covers. It was my turn to shower which I completed quickly--the hot water soon ran out. I blamed Ryan for staying too long in the shower and depleting the hot water supply. Of course, the problem was more due to the motel's plumbing than Ryan's shower but it was yet another reason to dislike him. While I prefer to sleep nude, I chose to be more discrete and slipped on my briefs before getting into bed next to naked tulips pthc Ryan. I said, "Good night" and rolled over to put my back toward him. I fell asleep thinking how great it would be if only I were in bed with a better looking guy who shared my sexual tendencies. Some time later, while just half awake, I sensed that my cock was stiffening. That was not at all unusual for me but there would be no chance of jerking off with Ryan next to me. I was lying on my back. Then, slightly more awake, I sensed something else--a slight pressure on my cock--not a steady pressure but one that was moving around. Waking a little more, puzzled by the feeling, find pthc internet I realized that the pressure was Ryan's hand. He was ever so softly massaging my cock through my briefs. By now, pthc little 16 girls I was fully awake but I pretended to be sleeping so I could be sure of my impression. There was no doubt; Ryan was feeling me up. I had no idea how long he had been doing that but it must bbs i imgboard pthc have been a while because my cock was almost fully erect. As my cock continued to swell in response to his massaging, I wondered pthc rompl dorki pics what to do. My surprise at his fondling me gradually turned to irritation that he would take advantage of me while he thought I was asleep. I thought about angrily telling the little turd to keep his friggin hands to himself but then decided that what he was doing felt good. For the time being, I decided, I'd wait to see just how far he would go. In no time at all, I felt his hand begin to slip under the waistband of my briefs. He was being very slow, very deliberate, and very gentle so as not to wake me. If only he knew that I was fully awake. My hardening cock was beginning to be very painful, cramped at a downward angle when it wanted to point upward. pthc bbs sites The pain was getting intense when Ryan apparently got a little bolder. My steady breathing no doubt convinced him that I was soundly asleep. He gently maneuvered my cock to a more comfortable, upright position. Then he began to circle the head of my cock pthc kiddie chill with his fingers, which I thoroughly enjoyed but which made me want all the more to jerk and shoot a load. I continued the pretense of sleeping soundly. That made Ryan bolder and, to tell the truth, more careless. He was now lowering my briefs, not realizing that anything like that would wake nearly anyone. Eventually, my briefs were down low enough that my cock was completely free. Ryan took more and more liberties with my throbbing member. He was fondling it, running his fingers through my pubes, and caressing my balls. The stimulation was almost more than I could bear. I decided that something had to be done; my balls and cock were screaming for relief. The whole situation was ridiculous. This scrawny, baby-faced kid who was as socially responsive as a rag doll, who had been worse than no company at all on the bus, was irritating me more and more . . . this twerp had the nerve to sneak a secret feel of my cock when I was asleep. While I could have been thinking of the chance for sensual and sexual satisfaction with another guy, I got mad instead. My mischievous side took over. Ryan was on my left, lying on his side facing me. With my right hand, in one lightening move, I grabbed the wrist of the hand that was playing with my cock. I heard Ryan inhale quickly and felt him try to pull back his hand. But I held it in a tight grip. Ryan didn't move. I could only imagine the fright--and maybe shame--he was feeling. He had been caught and now, he was probably thinking, would have to suffer the terrible consequences. I delighted in the misery he must be feeling. Mostly to prolong his agony, I let him stew for just a few moments. During that time, however, I guess I felt a little sorry for the guy and thought that he was just as frustrated as I was over being gay but not being allowed to be gay. Perhaps he was simply unable to pthc photo 16 yrs control his longing for sexual contact and siezed the opportunity. That made a weird sort of sense because he was socially immature. He didn't have the skills or the courage to attempt a consensual contact yet he craved sexual stimulation.In the meantime, my cock was telling me, "Keep it up, I like the attention." Without loosening my firm grip on his hand, I began to slowly move his hand free pthc video stream up and down my stiff rod. At the same time, I reached with my free hand down toward his crotch where I found a woodie under his baggy briefs. As I began to rub his cock, I kept a firm enough grip on his vicky pthc image wrist that he couldn't pull away. But pthc lora big daddy I continued to guide his hand across my bare boner. I was still feeling resentment that he had taken advantage of me while I was sleeping, still mad, but I was increasingly excited about the opportunity for sex that it gave me. daughter abuse pthc Little by little, I loosened my grip on his wrist. His hand wrapped around my cock and he was making no effort to withdraw. My hand continued stroking his rock-hard cock. His hand wrapped more tightly around my cock and pthc young sex squeezed. I squeezed pthc password forum his in reply. He made a few stroking movements on my aching cock. I did the same to his, astonished at what seemed to be the length of the monster. I had to see it. I threw back the covers and moved quickly to straddle his legs. Ryan didn't move, He couldn't anyway because I was sitting on his legs and my hands were on his shoulders pthc kiddie pedo pinning him to the mattress. He must have been startled at my quick movements . . . and maybe still suffering from the fear of being caught while feeling me up in my sleep. "Don't move," I growled, surprising myself with the unaccustomed assertiveness. I reached over and turned on the light before he could figure out what was happening. I jerked his boxers down his legs more violently than I should have and threw them across the room. Ryan was frozen with either surprise or fear. I pulled off my own briefs and forcibly spread his legs netherland hardcore pthc to crouch on my knees between his spindly legs. Seeing his erect cock confirmed my earlier suspicion: it was huge. Ryan packed the longest pecker I had ever seen. It was uncut and the foreskin was stretched tightly over the head with only the piss slit peeking out from underneath. In contrast to his hairless chest and only slightly fuzzy legs, his pubic hair was a thicket of curly black hair. Two very large balls hung loosely below in an ample sack. For a scrawny, baby-faced kid he carried an abnormally sized organ. The size of it, wasted on such a miserable body, made me angrier. Why should some random combination of genes bestow such admirable genitalia on such a wretched male pthc image collections body? In spite of my anger--at the wasteful combination of very manly genitals on a very unmanly body but mostly at schoolgirl pthc gallery Ryan's selfish invasion of my body while I was asleep--I found the situation very arousing. The reason was that this was my first sexual encounter--the first time I had ever been close to or put my hands on raygold pthc another guy's cock. Lust began to consume me. Ryan suddenly became both shy and remorseful. He covered his crotch with his hands and began pthc real apologizing for fondling me. He started it but was now whimpering to call it off. That infuriated me and told him to shut up. My short temper and growing lust was temporarily ruling my actions. I was going to pthc 14yo "get even" while satisfying my sexual pthc site pedo russian energies. I played with that massive cock for a while. I tugged at Ryan's balls. I forced the foreskin back to reveal the bulbous head on top of the long shaft. I could see the precum glistening at his piss slit. I got harder. Ryan just laid there, neither resisting nor cooperating; there was no sign that he enjoyed or resented what I was doing to him. How like him, I thought--passive and compliant through and through. But it was Ryan who started all this. It was he who made a sneak attack on me while he thought I was asleep. I growled at him again. "Roll over. I'm going to pthc top cp kiddy fuck you." I surprised myself at the command but, having said it, I was determined to do it. Ryan showed his first response since I had surprised him. His eyes opened wide and rape pthc he mumbled, "No. Please don't." The words were more of a whimper than a plea. hussyfan pthc bbs His previously expressionless face now showed fear. There was no doubt he wanted to end what he had started but there was also no doubt that I was going to have my revenge. "Roll over," I demanded. "You started this, you little twerp, and I'm going to finish it." "Please," he whimpered. "Don't do pthc panty models this to me." He was trembling and tears appeared in his eyes, which only inflamed my anger. "Lost your courage, twerp?" I asked. "You're only courageous when you think I'm asleep? You had your fun with me and now I'm going to have my fun with you." The tone of my voice evidently convinced him that resistance was not an option. Obediently, he rolled over, exposing his lily-white and juvenile-sized ass cheeks. "Don't move," I growled as I got up to get some shampoo from the bathroom. Returning to the quivering form on the bed, I spread his legs and knelt between them. As I spread pthc rape stories his cheeks, I saw the tight pucker of his undoubtedly virgin ass. It seemed to be clenched tight against the inevitable invasion of my aching cock. I slathered shampoo on his hole and on my raging cock. It was my first time at fucking somebody. I had read enough stories to know how to alt pthc bbs loosen up somebody's hole, but I was too horny and too angry to bother about preliminaries. Moreover, Ryan was no doubt a virgin and my forceful entry would cause considerable pain. I should have been gentler entering that dark pthc limewire alley but I forced my way in. Ryan cried out in pain as the head of my cock plunged through the formerly closed pucker of his ass. He continued to moan loudly and begged me to stop as I shoved more of my cock into him. I should have felt guilty because I was, in effect, raping the guy. underground pthc sites But dammit, he had it coming, I told myself. My cock was inserted within a minute and I felt the tight sphincter almost strangling my rod. Ryan's screams of pain subsided to crying whimpers as I pushed my cock more deeply. I didn't pump long before I shot a load of hot cum up his asshole. It was an immensely intense and satisfying orgasm. I kept my cock in his ass while I felt another load of cum squirt pthc polish gallery into his darkness. I kept it in his ass while the sensations ebbed away. It was then, after satisfying my urge for revenge and my stronger urge to cum, that I felt remorse for what I had done. This poor kid had violated me by stealing a feel but I had done far worse to him. I withdrew my cock and released my grip on his waist. I gently rolled him over onto his back. What I saw surprised me. The sheet under him had a very large wet spot with an unmistakable pool of cum in the middle. His stomach was wet and sticky. He had cum while I was fucking him. One of his cries must have been when he shot his load. But there was a bigger surprise in store for me. Just as I was about to apologize for the forced fucking--the rape, if you will--I looked at his face and he was smiling broadly. "That was great," he said. I thought it was too, but I just stared at him in disbelief. Any guilt I felt was gone. The little shit had enjoyed it! I had set out to punish the obnoxious twerp but he appreciated it. I was furious. Saying nothing, I went into the bathroom to clean up. I came out of the bathroom to find him sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked up at me and smiled. I noticed his cock hanging down between his legs, which he held slightly open as if to give me a better view. His cock was soft but it was still massive. But that scrawny body and baby face was still there, too. And I knew that his zero personality would not change. I was not aroused. Ryan cleaned up and got back into bed, this time as nude as I was. He put his arm across my chest and said, "Thanks." I forcefully pushed his arm away and angrily said, "Keep your hands off me, creep! Touch me again and I"ll beat you bloody!" We rolled over on our pthc interracial sides, facing away from each other. My thoughts about the experience kept me awake for some time. I could have been grateful for the storm, having to share a bed, and even his fondling me, which led to my first gay sex experience. But every time I think of it, it just seemed dirty. I don't regret raping him because he deserved it but I wish that it hadn't happened. We spoke only a dozen words for the rest of the trip. Neither of us ever mentioned what had happened the night before but he tried hard, in his awkward way, to be friendly and make conversation. I ignored it as long as I could but finally told him to shut up and leave me alone. We spent the last hundred miles of the trip without a word to each other for which I was grateful. Fortunately, we took separate busses back to campus following the Christmas break. By that time, I had come to the conclusion that what he did was wrong but what I did was also wrong. Still, as unfortunate as it was, I pthc links child top resolved to put it behind me and get on with my life as a frustrated gay struggling to get through college and hoping that, one day, I could find someone with whom to forge a caring relationship. I saw Ryan on campus a few times during the first three weeks back at school but each time he avoided me by turning and walking away. That suited me just fine. It surprised me, therefore, when I answered a knock on my dorm room door late one night to find Ryan standing in the hall. "I want to apologize to you," he began, "For what I did in the motel. I pthc non let my urges take over. I shouldn't have done what I did and I'm sorry." "You should be sorry," I replied curtly but stopping short of apologizing for what I had done to him. "I really am," he said. "I just wanted to apologize to you and ask for your foregiveness before I leave." "Leave?" I asked. "What do you mean? Are you dropping out of school?" "Out of school. Out of everything." "Out of everything?" I asked. "What the hell are you talking about?" "I can't go on as a misfit," he mumbled as tears welled up in his eyes. "I can't control my urges. I let them control me that night in the motel. I've tried for years but the urges only get stronger. I can't let that happen again. If it does, I'll hate myself even more. I had to apologize to you bbs list pthc before I go." "Go? Where little kiddys pthc are you going?" Ryan began to pthc ban18 tremble as he fought, unsuccessfully, to hold back his tears. "I can't live like this," he blurted out. "It can't go on. There's only one pthc sample way to put an end to my misery." Slowly, the picture began to be clear. The repressive sanctions of his homophobic environment tormented him. My discomfort pthc limewire search terms and frustrations were nothing compared to the torture that he apparently suffered. I suspected that his ambiguous comments about 'leaving' and 'dropping out of everything' and 'only one way to end his misery' could mean that he was suicidal. "Whoa," I said. "Come in. We need to talk." Reluctantly, he came into the room. I invited him to sit on the desk chair and I sat on the edge of my bed facing him. "Talk to me," I said. "Tell me what the trouble is." An awkward silence ensued in which Ryan was either gathering his thoughts or the courage to tell me about the real problem he had. Staring at the floor and still trembling and crying, he said, "I'm a sick queer. I fight the evil urges but they don't go away. I've prayed about it but it doesn't help. I've researched homosexuality and concluded that there's no cure. I can pretend to be straight but inside I know I'm not. I'll never lose the desire for sex with a guy. It's worse than a terminal disease. At least that wouldn't last long. But it's an affliction that I'll have to suffer through for the rest of my life. It's not worth it. pthc daddy I can't go on hating myself. And I can't trust myself to leave other guys alone." It was abundantly clear that Ryan needed skilled counseling but it also seemed clear that he needed help immediately so I would have to do what I could to delay or avoid a very serious situation. 14yo pussy pics pthc For quite some time, we talked. I learned that Ryan had been fighting and concealing his urges since puberty. His deeply religious parents never talked about sex except for thinly veiled condemnation of premarital sex and, worse, 'deviant' sexual behavior. His only friends growing up were from similarly religious families who avoided any history of pthc mere suggestion of sexuality. Ryan was increasingly attracted to other guys, especially in the shower and locker room after gym class in high school. Although he had been reluctant to talk initially, I found that he was pouring out his thoughts and emotions in a veritable torrent as though doing so would dispel the demon that haunted him. His self image was abysmal. In addition to what he felt were sick and evil cravings, he was embarrassed over his physique. neto wendel pthc In fact, he was painfully ashamed of his looks. He was convinced that no boy or girl would ever find him attractive enough to be more than a casual acquaintance. He had worked himself into a severe depression of despair and self-loathing. More disturbing was that he finally revealed - whether he intended to or not, I couldn't be sure - that he was going to end his misery by ending his life. It was abundantly clear that I would have to say something - do something - to counter his suicidal thoughts. But what? I barely passed Psych in high school! I was not qualified to give him the help he needed but I didn't dare let him leave and risk the disasterous consequence. At that point, index pramool pthc he was sobbing and unable to speak. I placed my hand on his knee in an attempt to signal my sympathy and support but he jerked back as though he had been burned with a red-hot poker. I withdrew my hand and said, "Ryan, I understand how you feel. It's hell to be attracted to guys when everyone around you thinks it's abnormal. But it isn't abnormal. It's unusual, yes, but there are lots of guys who feel the same way. You're not sick. You're not evil. You are who you are." "No," he countered as he struggled to speak between his sobs. "You can't know how I feel. You can't understand how those thoughts torment me." "Yes I can." I had concealed my homosexuality for years out of fear of the consequences of being honest. I was nowhere near ready to come out of the closet but it seemed doing so was perhaps the only chance to help Ryan. "I have the same thoughts, Ryan. I've faced the same dilemma. I'm homosexual, too." Knowing the religious persecution that Ryan faced, I added, "It's the way God made me. And thousands of other guys just like you and me." Ryan at least made eye contact with me - a good sign, I thought. I continued talking as Ryan listened intently although without any discernable expression. I repeated, in various ways, that daily pthc homosexuality was relatively rare but not abnormal. I emphasized that being homosexual was difficult but still manageable. I even dared to say that religious dogma was not always right, especially when it denounced homosexual behavior and persecuted queers. I tried to convince him that, more important that sex, love between two men can be as deep and rewarding as between a man and a woman. Ryan had stopped crying and exhibited the first faint signs of real interest when I talked about a caring, nurturing, and satisfying relationship between two men. I decided to capitalize on that. "Look, Ryan. What happened in the motel was just sex. You made a mistake by fondling me while jenny pthc search I was asleep. I made a bigger mistake by getting revenge on you. Lust got the better of both of us and I apologize for my inexcusable reaction. But sex between two guys who are willing and who respect each other and who just want to show their affection is all right. I can't speak from experience, but I'm convinced that pthc imageboard livedoor it can be beautiful. I hope one day to find the right guy and I believe that you, too, will find the right guy. You don't have to be celibate and fight to contain your urges all your life." I was relieved to see that Ryan had stopped crying and even begun asking questions that I thought were headed in the right direction. "How do you control your urges?" "You don't; you control your behavior." "So it isn't sick?" "No, it's just different." "And you don't think it's a sin?" "Not at all; a lot of bigots think it is but I don't and virtually all psychologists don't." "How do you find someone to love and have sex with?" "That's not easy," I had to admit. "I've been trying for years and I haven't found the right way. I'm not sure there is a 'right' way. But I think that one day I'll find somebody. I don't know how, but the hope that I will keeps me going." "You might...but look at me. Who would want me?" That question seemed to take him in the wrong direction and I felt I must somehow boost his damaged ego. "I think you're selling pthc sexe yourself short. You have a keen mind and that can take you a long way in life. You're thin but that's better than being fat, isn't it." I took a chance by adding, "And moreover, you've got equipment between your legs that a lot of men will admire." Ryan blushed and replied, "Sometimes I think it's too big, almost grotesque." pthc top lists "Yes, it is big but not too big and certainly not grotesque. I really think that you're too sensitive about how well you are endowed." Ryan grew quiet and appeared to be digesting what I had said. I let him think through our conversation and tried to assess what else I could pussy eat pthc do to help him. Listening to him seemed to help. I hoped that countering the notion that homosexuality was deviant would also help. best of pthc Assuring him that he was iboard3 bbs pthc a worthy individual might also help. Those were the tactics I used for the next hour and a half of amateurish counseling. Gratefully, they seemed to work. Ryan settled down and began to great place pthc think rationally about his sexuality. He was still troubled by his religion's prohibition against homosexuality but he was no longer considering suicide. kind pthc bbs My attitude toward ls cp pthc Ryan was gradually changing. I had earlier thought of him as an obnoxious jerk. As we talked, however, I began to see that his appearance and behavior were masking a sensitive and perceptive intelligence. I still didn't like him but I began to understand him. During our conversation, a bizarre idea came pthc ranchi board bbs to mind. Initially, I dismissed it but as as I weighed the possibilities of my idea, I concluded that it might help Ryan. "Ryan, remember when I said that sex between men was not abnormal?" He nodded. I didn't know whether he agreed with my assertion or was only acknowledging that I had said it. I pressed on. "And remember that I said that sex between two men who were willing and respected each other could be quite beautiful?" He nodded again, this time with a quizzical expression. I knew that his sharp mind was trying to determine what I was leading up to but I was not yet ready to tell him of my idea. "That incident in the hotel room was wrong. I was not willing to be fondled and I'm sure you were not willing for me to fuck you so mercilessly. But let's put that behind us. It happened. We both regret it. But it's over. We have to move on." I could tell that I had his undivided attention but I was not at all sure of his reaction to what I planned to say next. "Let's start from square one. Would you like to go to bed with me? I'm willing...no, let me say I would like it very much. We would be doing it as friends, not as two horny guys that were just taking unfair advantage of a situation." Ryan's eyes widened as he absorbed what I had offered. Then his eyes dropped to the floor and he said, "You're just saying that because you're sorry for me. I don't want sympathy." "Yes, I'm sorry for the torment you've been going through but I'm not suggesting it out of sympathy. I have needs, too...needs that I haven't been able to satisfy. I really would like to have you in my bed. That is, if you also want it and if you're comfortable doing it." "I...I would...I would like that." he stuttered. I got up off the edge of the bed and stood in front of him. I thought about gently lifting him up out of the chair but remembered his earlier reaction when I touched him. "I would like it, too," I said softly. "Would you undress me? Please?" Slowly, he stood. After an awkward pause, he began to remove my tee shirt. I could feel his hands trembling against my torso, I could feel my cock begin to inflate, and I noticed the tent in his trousers grow. He pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it onto the chair. "This is going to be wonderful," I assured him. Taking a chance, I put my hands on his shoulders. He did not recoil at my touch. Softly, I said, "Now pull down my indoor pthc shorts. Please." I pressed down on his shoulders. He got the message and kneeled in front of me so that his eyes pedo pthc russia would be closer to my rapidly swelling cock when he pulled down my shorts. I wore no underwear under my gym shorts so when he tugged them down, my cock sprang to fully upright position. He gasped quietly and I wondered what thoughts were boiling up in his mind. He stared at my rigid cock for a few minutes before I said, "You can pthc pics and videos touch it if you want." Tentatively at first, he felt the heat and firmness of my cock and I gave him time to fully absorb the sight and feel of it to an extent that had not been possible in that miserable hotel room. Eventually, I reached under his arms and lifted him to a standing position. "May I undress japan pthc imagboard you?" I asked. Perhaps unable to speak, he nodded. As I removed his shirt, I could feel that his heart was beating as fast as mine. I moved quickly - not too quickly, I hoped - to drop his pants to his ankles and then his boxers. His very long cock was quite erect and his balls hung pendulously below. I caressed them and he board pthc book welcomed my touch with a moan of delight. I led him over to my bed and gently maneuvered him to lay down on his back. "Are you all right with this?" I asked. "Are you sure you want to do this?" "Oh, yes," he mumured. "More than anything." "If you tell me to stop, I will. If I do anything you don't like, tell me." He didn't reply so I laid down next to him. Two on a single bed is a bit crowded but in this situation, it didn't pthc video sites matter. I began by massaging his chest with particular attention to his nipples. Although I could see and feel every rib, I found that it was particularly erotic to be naked young pussy pthc pedo with someone in my bed. I moved my hand down toward his stomach and noticed that his precum was dripping profusely and puddling in his navel. I decided to leave it alone; I would use it later. I then moved so I could reach his thighs. Spreading his legs slightly, I massaged his inner thighs getting slowly closer to his balls. Ryan's moans seemed to change from mere delight to ecstasy. With a very light touch, I ran my finger from the base of his cock to imgboard girl pthc the tip. His cock began to twitch wildly. I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked it up and down a few times. By this time, his whole body was thrashing about and he was clutching the bed covers. Reluctantly, I let go of his cock and asked, "Are you all right?" "Yes. Please don't stop!" I scooped up some of his precum from his navel and spread it liberally over his swolen cock head, which, as I expected, brought an intense reaction from Ryan who was by now instinctively bucking his hips. I grabbed the base of his cock with my hand and took the first few inches into my mouth. Stimulating him with both my hand and my mouth brought him to the point of orgasm remarkably quickly. He yelled, his body stiffened, his cock throbbed, and he shot several blasts of cum into my mouth faster than I could swallow so that much of it ran down his cock, onto my hand, and into his pubes. I continued to suck out the remaining dribbles of cum until he pushed my head away because his cock was too sensitive. I then laid down beside him and let him recover while playing with his nipples. When his breathing and heart rate returned to normal, he gushed, "That was wonderful. Much better than I dared to imagine." "I'm glad you liked it," I replied. "No regrets? No guilt?" "On the contrary, I'm grateful. I can't womb8t pthc remember being this happy." After several minutes of quiet bliss, he suddenly jerked and said, "What about you? I've been very selfish." I grinned and said, "Do whatever you want. But you don't have to do anything you don't want to." I added the last part to let him know he didn't have to take my cum in his mouth. My cock had begun to deflate but he quickly restored it to a full erection by duplicating what I had done to him. My orgasm was the most intense that I'd ever had. With our arms around each other and our legs entwined, we fell asleep. At about four in the morning, I awoke with an intense need to piss. I was initially surprised to find someone in free cumshot movies pthc bed with me but quickly recalled what had happened. Very carefully, I disengaged myself from Ryan's arm and legs, slipped quietly out of bed, and went to the bathroom to empty my bladder. Returning to the bed, I found Ryan had moved, leaving me no room to lay down. I sat on the desk chair and pondered what had pthc young girl and happened. I had just had sex - and quite satisfying sex at that - with a guy who I once thought was a royal pain. While I complimented myself on talking him through his potentially tragic crisis, I now wondered what to do next. Both of us had had our first consensual sex with another guy. I decided that I wanted to do it again and I was certain that Ryan would want the same. But continuing such a relationship was problematic because, in spite of my efforts to boost his ego, he was still an unlikable person. After considerable colombian girl pthc thought, I resolved board pics pthc the dilemma and hoped Ryan would agree. I crawled back in bed by being very careful to move Ryan over just enough for me to lay down. Thankfully, he didn't wake up. My alarm went off at 9:00 for my 10:00 class; it pthc child lover woke us both. He spoke first. "Thanks. For listening to me, for helping me, and for... well...the fantastic time with you in bed." Having no time for another prolonged conversation, I replied, "My pleasure. Listen. I have to get to class but I think we need to talk some more. My last class ygold search pthc is over at 3:00. When can we get together to talk about what happened?" "I've got a lab today from 2:00 to 3:30. I'm free after pthc megaupload that." "Good," I replied as cheerfully as I could. "Could you stop by after your lab? We need to talk some more." "Sure," he replied. We got dressed and were out the door by 9:45. By the time I returned to my dorm room k ds pics pthc at 3:15, I had worked out at least the general outline of what I wanted to say to Ryan but I wasn't at all sure how he would respond. At 3:45, he knocked on my door and I invited him in. He was considerably more animated and cheerful than when he arrived unexpectedly at my door the night before. I hoped that after our conversation, he would leave in at least as good a mood. We sat - Ryan again on my desk chair and me on the edge of the bed. "First of all, Ryan," I began, "I want to emphasize how much I enjoyed what we did last night. It was wonderful. I have no regrets. How about you?" He gave me a broad smile and said, "It was beyond wonderful. It was my wildest dream come true. And I want you to know how grateful I am." "I'm glad you enjoyed it." I replied. "We both had an experience that we both wanted and needed. Some day, when you pthc forum girls find a partner to love and share you life with, I'm sure the sex will be even more satisfying." His smile faded as he began to realize the underlying message in my words: that I was not best free pthc links the one who would be his life partner. Before his disappointment triggered depression, I continued. "But until you find that special someone, I'd like very much to share my bed with you from time to time. I admit it would be just for czech pthc kx series the sex but as long as we both want and need sex, I see no problem with getting together once in a while. Do you?" There was a long pause that seemed like an eternity as Ryan absorbed my offer and, no doubt, wieghed the implications. I was dying to know what he was thinking but had to wait for him to respond. "Let's be clear," he said. "You want sex with me but pthc pissing lollitas not love...not even friendship." "Sex, yes. Especially after last night with you, I want that a lot and I suspect you do too. Friendship, yes. We can pthc tpg be friends pthc usenet server even though we have very different interests...except in man to man sex," I joked. "But realistically, love takes a long time to develop. It's althogether too soon to think about love between us. In the meantime, we satisfy each other's needs for sexual pleasure. Would you be comfortable with that?" Another long pause. I grew impatient for his reponse and was about to say more when he said, "I thought a lot about what you said last night and what we did. I hardly thought of anything else. In fact, I really screwed up my lab assignment today because I keep thinking about how I felt about being homosexual. Bottom line: I've changed pthc kdv thumbnails my mind. You convinced me that it's not a defect but just a difference. You showed me how extraordinarily satisfying it is to be with another guy. You literally saved my life and I'll always be grateful to you for that. Would I like to continue having sex with you? Absolutely. I would like that very much." Needless to say, I was relieved that he accepted my offer and delighted that he seemed to have come to terms with his sexuality. "Splendid," I said. "We'll be doing a favor for each other." Then, just to emphasize a critical part of the agreement, I added, "without the burden of any long term committment." "Like 'at-will' employment," he said with a smile. "Huh? "You know, you take a job free pics pthc dad with the understanding that the company can fire you at any time without a specific reason. While you're working, the company has the benefit of your work and you have a salary. But there's no guarantee of having a job forever." "Oh, I see. I guess that's it exactly. We're 'at-will' partners. Which, of course, means that either ftp pthc one of us can terminate the partnership at any time." My last comment was an unexpected and very welcome result of the conversation. I had worried about an 'escape clause' laura pthc in the agreement but Ryan had provided it. We then spent some time working out the details of getting together. In the end, we agreed that every Friday night we would sleep together and one other night of the week depending on our schedules and need. That arrangement worked out wonderfully. We both had our sexual needs satisfied, remained friends, but never gave any thought to committing pthc c to a long-term relationship. Nearing the end of our Junior year, we were snuggling together after our regular Friday night sex when Ryan said, "I've enjoyed getting pthc hussyfan kingpass turkteen together with you. It's been marvelous. But remember that we agreed it was an 'at-will' arrangement?" I suspected what he was leading up to but said only, "It has been great. And I do remember our agreement." "This is difficult for me to say but I have to tell you that I've found somebody else. I've been friends with him for quite a while and we got along together better all the time. I like him a lot and he says he likes me. About a month ago, we had sex for the first time and a few times since. He has an apartment off campus and asked me to move in with him. I said I would. I'll get a summer job here and live with him instead of going home . I'm sorry because I owe you so much and I've enjoyed being with you. But I'm not sorry because I think I've found Mr. Right." In spite of my disappointment over losing a bedmate, I said, "Ryan, I'm very happy for you. Really, I am. I wish the best for both of you." "You're not angry?" "Angry? No way! I have to be honest and say that I'll miss you but I'm genuinely happy for you." That was the last night that Ryan and I were together. We remained casual friends but for a long time when I would see him on campus, I couldn't help visualizing him in the nude with his ample cock stiff and ready for action. Perhaps, I consoled myself, I would also find someone as pthc lsmagazine Ryan had.
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