Jimmy walked through the locker room on his way to showers thinking about the upcoming report he would have to give at the quarterly meeting later that afternoon, and while he was well prepared, but this was a very important presentation what with the head of marketing from the home office due in town to attend the meeting.
Here's what happened late last Sunday night.
I had been away on business for a week and a half, and my wife was having
her period. Damn, I was horny. My plane landed about midnight, and with my
wife not due back until the following day (she had joined me for the last
few days of the trip), I decided to stay up a bit later and get my rocks
off... some how, some place... We'll there are 3 places that I used to
frequent around town.
I guess it is ironic as I owe this experience to Richard's Realm. Let me explain. I'm a 48 year oldmarried guy, MWM as they say. For the past few years my sex life has gone straight down hill. I love my wife dearly and after 28 years, wouldn't trade her for the world.
Bobby was a nice kid. I'd been working with him for three years, ever since he dropped out of high school. He was smart, but poorly educated. I met his folks and understood a lot about him. His family was pure trailer trash.
I live in a small town of the Mid-west. The local football team is called "The Destroyers. " Rumours had it that after a victorious game three of the players liked to have a good time with some of the fans. But they weren't fond of cheerleaders or girls in general. They preferred to fuck a tight male ass. I was so intrigued by these rumours that I decided to give it a shot.
I was so happy with my life. I was ending the weekend with my lover in the Smokey Mountains. He rented a cabin with a wonderful view. We hardly left the cabin. We made love in every room. This was the weekend I longed for. Steve told his wife he was going to a sales conference. He called me and said she wouldn't be able to go and he had arranged it where I could go if I wanted too. This weekend was absolutely heaven.
Kevin Sanchez was a guy with a lot of secrets. Then again, most people have a lot of secrets. Kevin had a facade that he showed the world and beneath the facade was his true face. On the surface, he was an average-looking joe. Five foot nine inches tall, slim, with black hair and pale green eyes. Not a bad-looking young man.
I work in an office, mainly shuffling paper and answering telephones. Most of my work-colleagues are ignorant of the fact that I'm into cock, rather than pussy. It's not that I keep it secret, I just don't make a big deal of it.
A more mature gentleman observes a young teen undressing. The voyeuristic panorama becomes a regular occurrence and eventually leads to more intimate encounters. The depiction of this story is intended only for individual pleasure and enjoyment. Whereas some of the themes are extracted from real events the story is fiction in its content.