06] ajay’s tale.

Readers are advised to read the preceding parts to fully understand the full story. Those who are offended by mature/young gay sex avoid this. Reader… please leave your Ajay’s Tale. This the final and concluding[…]

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Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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Hot summer

Hot Summers & New Beginnings (Part 1) The summer was hot and the days seem endless that year. I’d just turned 9 years old, and like all regular boys of that age, was into all[…]

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The touch

Ed went to his window to investigate the noise he heard outside and discovered an old man in the alley, rooting through the trashcan for something to eat. He felt a little sympathy for the[…]

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The bad boy

I was in-between boy friends and getting a little lonely and a lot horny. Who should I run into but Kenny. Back in grade school I had a class mate Robert who lived down the[…]

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First sex

I was young, in school and looking for my first sexual experience. I had read everything I could get my hands on including a lot of my Dad's magazines which dealt with the subject. I[…]

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