CharmedFan28
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Sounds like you had a great time with Bryce! 
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I hope you guys had a excellent Thanksgiving. I sure did. My Mom prepared a delicious ham with marshmallow covered sweet potatoes. My aunt and uncle came by shortly before noon for what was a pleasant visit. We talked a lot about my Dad. This was our third Thanksgiving since he passed away. For the first time, I talked openly and even laughed about the memories without being teary-eyed and sad. I guess that is a signal that I am moving on. Life is for the living. My Dad died in February 2016 at age 40. I was just 16 at the time. It isn't fair, but so much in life isn't fair. It's how we respond to the unfairness that reveals and shapes our character, I guess.Later, I went next door to Randy's house. He and Ash and Bryce were there. A ham was in the oven, candied sweet potatoes and succotash on the stove. Ash had baked a pumpkin pie, and brought a jug of apple cider. Wow, was that ever a good meal!
Randy and Ash were in the kitchen while Bryce was in the living room watching the Cowboys/Redskins NFL game. I gave him a kiss and sat next to him on the couch. There was a Christmas tree in the corner of the living room with lights and garland wrapped around it. Randy said that Bryce and I could finish decorating it if we wanted to. It was about halftime when we sat down for our feast. It was so wonderful to be sitting around a Thanksgiving table with 3 men who I love so much, and to think that a year ago I didn't even know these guys existed. As I type this, I get watery-eyed at that thought.
After we ate, Randy and Ash sat on the couch to watch the game as Bryce and I decided to tackle the Christmas tree. There were 2 boxes full of ornaments sitting on the floor. The tree was 7' tall, so we needed a stepladder to reach the top. Bryce stood a couple of steps up the ladder, putting his crotch at about my face level. After I handed him a couple of shiny silver bells that really glistened in the white lights, I decided to have some fun.
I pulled Bryce's pants down and began fondling his balls. He said, "Oh, no, Anthony, what the hell are you doing?"
I told him to shut up and relax. I was stroking his hardening shaft and he started to moan. I really got into sucking his cock and licking his nut sack. Of course, the other 2 guys were enjoying the show. "Come on, Bryce, hurry up and get that tree decorated", Ash teased. From above my head I heard, "I - I - cccan't!" 
After several minutes of me sucking and licking, he let out a moan and shot his creamy cum onto my tongue. He had become so weak in the knees I had to help him down off the stepladder. It didn't take much for me to pull him down to the floor with me on top of him, and I gave him a luscious cummy kiss. Randy mockingly said to Ash, "I guess we'll have to decorate the tree ourselves. These 2 are worthless!" 
On Friday, Randy had some of his family over to his house for dinner, and Ash and Bryce had some of their family over to their place. On Saturday, I got an invite from Randy to come over with my Mom for "a slice of pie." It seems that everyone on Friday had brought a pie with them and left them for Randy and Ash. Very few slices were taken out, so there was a lot left. It looked like someone had robbed a bakery. So, Randy, Ash, Bryce, my Mom and I sat around Randy's kitchen table and dug in. There was an apple pie, a cherry pie, a pumpkin pie, a sweet potato pie, a mincemeat pie, and something called egg custard pie. I've eaten apple, cherry, and pumpkin before. So I tried the other 3 that I never ate before. All were scrumptious.
My Mom commented on Randy's Christmas tree. Randy said, "Yeah, a couple of guys were supposed to finish decorating it, but they never made it that far."
After my Mom went home, I left Bryce's cock alone long enough to help him finish Randy's tree. I was the last one to leave. I asked him how his tree looked. That tall sexy redhead gave me a long deep passionate kiss and told me it was the second most beautiful thing in the room. I assume I was #1. I have a couple of other nuggets I'll share with you when I have more time.
72-Jay
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Sounds like you had a good Thanksgiving
(the whole weekend actually!)
(the whole weekend actually!)
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flamingo
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Recently, we endured the annual autumn activity of raking leaves. Randy and I worked on it together one day. While we were at it, a familiar car pulled into Randy's driveway. It was a guy I had seen over there before, but had never met. He had his own rake with him. He came over and Randy introduced us. The 3 of us attacked those leaves on a crisp 40 degree day. They didn't stand a chance. When that job was finally done we went next door and hung out on Randy's back deck.
His name is Jimmy. A 52 year old fellow who is a regular customer at the auto repair shop where Randy works. They've become buddies. Randy joked that he knows Jimmy's cars better than his own. He is also a friend of Randy's uncle, who owns the repair shop. I declined his offer of a cigarette and a can of Keystone. Randy drinks beer once in a while, though he prefers mixed drinks.
I sat next to Jimmy and I could smell the beer on his breath and the reek of smoke from his jacket. He is still a ruggedly handsome dude, and has his long brown hair with noticeable gray pulled back into a ponytail as if trying to hang on to his faded youth. He is a warehouse supervisor, a former truck driver, and he loves to go hunting.
It was really starting to get cold as the wind began to pick up, so the 3 of us went inside. Randy was drinking his beer while he made me a mug of hot chocolate. How thoughtful.
Jimmy took off his jacket and shirt and came into the kitchen bare from the waist up. I took off my heavy coat and was still shivering. I couldn't help noticing how well-built Jimmy was. I was surprised and complimented him. Randy said, "When Jimmy goes bear hunting, he doesn't use a rifle. He just picks it up over his head and throws it onto the truck and tells it to behave."
I was slurping my hot chocolate when Jimmy came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and rubbed my arms and wondered if I was still cold. I thought that was bold, but I didn't flinch. He said, "Randy has told me a lot about you. He owns socks that are older than you, but he'd be a fool to let you get away." Randy had a goofy grin on his face as I stammered through "Uh, thanks for helping with the leaves, Jimmy." Was he flirting with me?
I finished my chocolate and said it was time for me to go home. Randy kissed me goodbye, and Jimmy shook my hand and said, "Nice to meet you, kid." Umm, yeah, nice to meet you, too, Jimmy.
His name is Jimmy. A 52 year old fellow who is a regular customer at the auto repair shop where Randy works. They've become buddies. Randy joked that he knows Jimmy's cars better than his own. He is also a friend of Randy's uncle, who owns the repair shop. I declined his offer of a cigarette and a can of Keystone. Randy drinks beer once in a while, though he prefers mixed drinks.
I sat next to Jimmy and I could smell the beer on his breath and the reek of smoke from his jacket. He is still a ruggedly handsome dude, and has his long brown hair with noticeable gray pulled back into a ponytail as if trying to hang on to his faded youth. He is a warehouse supervisor, a former truck driver, and he loves to go hunting.
It was really starting to get cold as the wind began to pick up, so the 3 of us went inside. Randy was drinking his beer while he made me a mug of hot chocolate. How thoughtful.
Jimmy took off his jacket and shirt and came into the kitchen bare from the waist up. I took off my heavy coat and was still shivering. I couldn't help noticing how well-built Jimmy was. I was surprised and complimented him. Randy said, "When Jimmy goes bear hunting, he doesn't use a rifle. He just picks it up over his head and throws it onto the truck and tells it to behave." I was slurping my hot chocolate when Jimmy came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and rubbed my arms and wondered if I was still cold. I thought that was bold, but I didn't flinch. He said, "Randy has told me a lot about you. He owns socks that are older than you, but he'd be a fool to let you get away." Randy had a goofy grin on his face as I stammered through "Uh, thanks for helping with the leaves, Jimmy." Was he flirting with me?
I finished my chocolate and said it was time for me to go home. Randy kissed me goodbye, and Jimmy shook my hand and said, "Nice to meet you, kid." Umm, yeah, nice to meet you, too, Jimmy.
CharmedFan28
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Thanks for the updates! Sounds like things are going well for you!
Good to hear from you again!
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flamingo
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Last Saturday night I went next door to hang out with Randy. PBS was airing a concert he wanted me to watch with him. It was one of his favorite bands, Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers.I got there about an hour before the broadcast and Randy was stretched out on his sofa wearing nothing but a pair of jeans. I sat down and he put his bare feet on my lap. We talked for a little while, then he said, "Why don't you be a good little slave boy and take care of my feet?" I smiled and said "Yes Sir, if you'll let me sleep with you", and began to run my tongue around his toes. Randy takes care of his feet and they are always soft and sexy. I rolled my tongue all around the sides and soles of his feet while he relaxed and closed his eyes.
He told me to get up and help pull his jeans off. I got on my knees next to the sofa and began licking his sweet shaft. Randy told me I'm getting much better at my cock-sucking skills, which made me feel good. That is something I want to get better at, because I've come to realize that I enjoy giving pleasure to a man.
I went back and forth from cock to feet, wanting to give my gorgeous redhead my best effort. I got up and laid longways on the sofa between Randy's legs while facing him and continued to slurp up and down on his slick penis. He began to massage my asscheeks with his feet. He said to me, "Boy, if your mother could see you now." He shot his load into my mouth and I moved up and gave a jizzy kiss. It was almost 10:30 and the 2 of us curled up next to each other and enjoyed the concert. It was from 2006 in Gainesville, FL. What an awesome treat. Randy got me interested in Tom Petty. I've enjoyed listening to their music, but this was the first time I'd seen them onstage. He performed a couple of duets with the fabulous Stevie Nicks, and he & The Heartbreakers closed the show with "American Girl."
It was midnight when we went upstairs to bed. It was the first time I'd slept in his bed. Well, I tried. Randy tosses and turns a lot. I'm used to having a bed all to myself, so this was a different experience. I couldn't sleep, and about 5 AM he wound up pushing me out of bed. I tumbled onto the floor and banged my head against the dresser. Ouch. I picked myself up and went downstairs to manage a nap on the sofa. A refreshed and dressed Randy came down about 8:20 and asked my tired ass why I was on the sofa. He laughed and apologized when I told him about it.
He fried some scrapple for breakfast and asked me if I wanted some. I declined. I like a country breakfast, but scrapple is probably my least favorite. I don't think it's a coincidence that the word 'crap' is in the word 'scrapple'.
I went upstairs to where my clothes were and got dressed. When I came back down, Randy kissed me goodbye and promised me he'd try not to kick me out of bed next time. 
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Hi, Anthony!
I couldn't sleep for some reason. Wandered down to my computer in my basement office/dungeon. Caught up with some emails, and a few JUB pm's. Nothing much else happening with my subscribed threads at ?-dark-30 am. Decided to check out the story forum to see if there was anything new that might look interesting. "Anthony's Odyssey" by flamingo. Something about that sounded familiar, so I clicked and started reading ...
OMG! It's that awesome "kid" from the Coming Out forum! So this is where he went! Why didn't I see this before?? He has continued his story!
WOW! What can I say? You've certainly been through an "Excellent Adventure", even though not all has been puppy dogs and roses. I am so Happy for You! I'm also Thrilled for Me that I've finally rediscovered your tale, thus being able to retie a "loose" thread!
Are you sure you're only ... what ... 19/20? The way you write, the innate wisdom that you seem to have built into you, the angle that you approach your perspectives, even while experiencing new things, is something I find extremely rare, as it is astounding, for someone at such a tender age as You! (Don't let that go to your head!)
I'm quite familiar with your area, and what life can be like in that part of our country. You have managed to convey some of the best, and the not so great, aspects of rural Pennsy. Your "casual" descriptions are so powerful that I swear I was back there! Then again, perhaps my memories are such that they don't take much prodding. HA!
Though you may not realize it, through sharing your experiences, along with your thoughts and feelings while they happen, you are providing a Tremendous service to your fellow "young guns" who may be facing similar circumstances and uncertainties. However, and I know that You know, you've also been Incredibly fortunate to have met, and gotten to know, the guys that you have.
By the way, Mom deserves a Hell of a lot of credit, too!
Do, please, keep us posted when you can. And, THANK YOU, from one of JUB's [STRIKE]grey[/STRIKE] white beards!
HUGS, bud!
Chaz
P.S.
You're 5'9" with size 13 long, slender, back paws? Did I read that right?
I couldn't sleep for some reason. Wandered down to my computer in my basement office/dungeon. Caught up with some emails, and a few JUB pm's. Nothing much else happening with my subscribed threads at ?-dark-30 am. Decided to check out the story forum to see if there was anything new that might look interesting. "Anthony's Odyssey" by flamingo. Something about that sounded familiar, so I clicked and started reading ...
OMG! It's that awesome "kid" from the Coming Out forum! So this is where he went! Why didn't I see this before?? He has continued his story!
WOW! What can I say? You've certainly been through an "Excellent Adventure", even though not all has been puppy dogs and roses. I am so Happy for You! I'm also Thrilled for Me that I've finally rediscovered your tale, thus being able to retie a "loose" thread!
Are you sure you're only ... what ... 19/20? The way you write, the innate wisdom that you seem to have built into you, the angle that you approach your perspectives, even while experiencing new things, is something I find extremely rare, as it is astounding, for someone at such a tender age as You! (Don't let that go to your head!)
I'm quite familiar with your area, and what life can be like in that part of our country. You have managed to convey some of the best, and the not so great, aspects of rural Pennsy. Your "casual" descriptions are so powerful that I swear I was back there! Then again, perhaps my memories are such that they don't take much prodding. HA!
Though you may not realize it, through sharing your experiences, along with your thoughts and feelings while they happen, you are providing a Tremendous service to your fellow "young guns" who may be facing similar circumstances and uncertainties. However, and I know that You know, you've also been Incredibly fortunate to have met, and gotten to know, the guys that you have.
By the way, Mom deserves a Hell of a lot of credit, too!
Do, please, keep us posted when you can. And, THANK YOU, from one of JUB's [STRIKE]grey[/STRIKE] white beards!
HUGS, bud!
Chaz
P.S.
You're 5'9" with size 13 long, slender, back paws? Did I read that right?
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flamingo
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Hi, Chaz! Great to hear from you!
Yeah, it's me. I began a thread in the Coming Out forum back in March. I was seeking advice on how to properly approach my new neighbor, Randy, who was about to move in next door. As the thread grew into a lengthy question and answer session, a few members griped that my situation didn't belong in that forum. Some were quite rude about it. After taking a swipe at the critics in a final post, the thread was quickly deleted. Supportive members wanted me to continue with my story, so I moved here to "Gay Stories." I'm glad I did. As someone suggested to me, writing this has been a form of therapy for me.
It has been an adventure. From the downs of losing my Dad at 16 and getting bullied at school, to the ups of meeting 3 great guys who have embraced me with love and respect.
As a shy kid, I've always been better at expressing myself through writing than verbalizing. I am just 19, and any wisdom I have comes mainly from my parents. Dad's sudden death was crushing. A lot of my perspectives come from him and my psychologist Mom. They disagreed but never bad-mouthed each other's views, and Ive learned there is more to be gained by listening and observing, and not falling in love with the sound of one's own voice. I ask questions and get mature answers (most of the time) from Randy and Ash, who have taken this geek under their wing. They all have diverse political views, and when I watch cable news shows, I try to listen to all angles and sift through the bullshit as much as possible. It ain't easy!
I'm proud of my rural PA upbringing. Yes, there are homophobic idiots here, but I guess they are everywhere. Grrrrr!!!!!!!!
When writing about my experiences, I have felt it was important to share not just the good times and laughter. Revealing my personal insecurities, awkward sexual explorations, even those moments of tearful embarrassments, hopefully show how the transformation from gay boy to gay man can be tough, at least for me. I don't know if many fellow "young guns" are following along. Most of the feedback I receive is from guys in their 40s, 50s, and 60s who have been very supportive. Yeah, you "old guys" have been great!
I am 5'9 with long narrow size 13 feet. I have described myself as having the face and hair of Eric Forman (That 70's Show) on the body of Timothee Chalamet. Whatever you get from that.
I am in total agreement with your signature. And, I will try my best to . . . Keep Smilin'!
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I want to take this time to wish all the JUB members who have been following my odyssey a very Merry Christmas, safe travels, and a healthy and successful New Year! A heartfelt THANK YOU to all of you for your kind words, your interest, and your support. Your outreach has been uplifting.
Anthony
Great to hear from you!Yeah, it's me. I began a thread in the Coming Out forum back in March. I was seeking advice on how to properly approach my new neighbor, Randy, who was about to move in next door. As the thread grew into a lengthy question and answer session, a few members griped that my situation didn't belong in that forum. Some were quite rude about it. After taking a swipe at the critics in a final post, the thread was quickly deleted. Supportive members wanted me to continue with my story, so I moved here to "Gay Stories." I'm glad I did. As someone suggested to me, writing this has been a form of therapy for me.
It has been an adventure. From the downs of losing my Dad at 16 and getting bullied at school, to the ups of meeting 3 great guys who have embraced me with love and respect.
As a shy kid, I've always been better at expressing myself through writing than verbalizing. I am just 19, and any wisdom I have comes mainly from my parents. Dad's sudden death was crushing. A lot of my perspectives come from him and my psychologist Mom. They disagreed but never bad-mouthed each other's views, and Ive learned there is more to be gained by listening and observing, and not falling in love with the sound of one's own voice. I ask questions and get mature answers (most of the time)
from Randy and Ash, who have taken this geek under their wing. They all have diverse political views, and when I watch cable news shows, I try to listen to all angles and sift through the bullshit as much as possible. It ain't easy! I'm proud of my rural PA upbringing. Yes, there are homophobic idiots here, but I guess they are everywhere. Grrrrr!!!!!!!!
When writing about my experiences, I have felt it was important to share not just the good times and laughter. Revealing my personal insecurities, awkward sexual explorations, even those moments of tearful embarrassments, hopefully show how the transformation from gay boy to gay man can be tough, at least for me. I don't know if many fellow "young guns" are following along. Most of the feedback I receive is from guys in their 40s, 50s, and 60s who have been very supportive. Yeah, you "old guys" have been great!
I am 5'9 with long narrow size 13 feet. I have described myself as having the face and hair of Eric Forman (That 70's Show) on the body of Timothee Chalamet. Whatever you get from that.
I am in total agreement with your signature. And, I will try my best to . . . Keep Smilin'!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I want to take this time to wish all the JUB members who have been following my odyssey a very Merry Christmas, safe travels, and a healthy and successful New Year! A heartfelt THANK YOU to all of you for your kind words, your interest, and your support. Your outreach has been uplifting. Anthony
I am 5'9 with long narrow size 13 feet. I have described myself as having the face and hair of Eric Forman (That 70's Show) on the body of Timothee Chalamet. Whatever you get from that.
A boner?........
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A boner?........
Amen!
Anthony, You are a True Gem! Your candid openness, and your striving for balance, give this old dude Hope for the future, and those who will be carrying it ever more forward.
As for your fellow "whipper snappers", it seems the pace of a forum site is too slow for most. However, there are a few who drop by, and keep coming back. Though they might not be vocal, I think we'd all be surprised to find out how many are 'here'. Judging from your numbers, there are far more reading than replying, and that holds true for most threads. You never know who you might be reaching. I have no doubts your story is having positive impacts on quite a few lives.
All the more reasons to ... No Matter What ... Keep Smilin'!
Thank You, bud!!
Chaz
Anthony, what Kyanimal (Chaz) said was correct you never know how many readers you have reached through telling your story. For me your story has brought back memories some good some bad. I too am from S.W.PA which is a great place to grow up! Thank You for the story so far
Brian
Brian
CharmedFan28
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Thanks Anthony and Merry Christmas to you too! Thanks once again for sharing your story!
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flamingo
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Wow. I gave all of you a boner for Christmas? And it didn't cost me a cent. 
Christmas Eve was a strange day for me. In the morning I had a dental appointment. In the afternoon, Mom and I went to a family gathering. I was much more comfortable sitting back in a chair with my mouth stretched open getting my teeth cleaned than sitting in a house full of relatives. Ugh. I don't want to give an impression that I think they are bad people. They're not. I just can't engage with them. Their conservative, farm-based lives are so different from my experience, and they talk about their extended families who I don't know and aren't interested in. I'd look for an opening to jump in, but it just wasn't there for me. The food was really good, and I tried to eat as slowly as possible to stretch the time, but I felt if I just evaporated nobody would have noticed. Eleven people seated around a kitchen table, and I felt like I was on an island.
I know the "gay thing" has something to do with it, but I knew that when I went there. Finally, after 2+ hours of misery, Mom wanted to know if I was ready to head for home. I couldn't grab my coat and get out of there fast enough.
Randy spent 3 days in New York with family. Ash was in New Jersey for 4 days. Bryce was home alone on Christmas Eve. His parents and 4 sisters had a big feast that day, but Bryce wasn't welcomed. He's had a very strained relationship with his family. (See posts #71 & #74 for refresher) He called and talked to 2 of his sisters on the phone, but when he asked if he could join them, he was told "that probably wouldn't be a good idea. You know how your father is." Really? The patriarch speaks for the whole family? Sounds like bullshit to me.
When Mom and I came home I immediately called Bryce and he told me all of this. I thought my day was lousy. I invited myself over and gave him a big kiss. I pushed him down onto the couch, got on top of him and kissed him some more. We cried together and laughed together as we talked about our lousy days with our lousy families. Being with him that evening was the highlight of Christmas Eve. The bond between us really tightened. I asked him to come over to my house for Christmas Day dinner and he accepted. I'll have to get to that later.
Christmas Eve was a strange day for me. In the morning I had a dental appointment. In the afternoon, Mom and I went to a family gathering. I was much more comfortable sitting back in a chair with my mouth stretched open getting my teeth cleaned than sitting in a house full of relatives. Ugh. I don't want to give an impression that I think they are bad people. They're not. I just can't engage with them. Their conservative, farm-based lives are so different from my experience, and they talk about their extended families who I don't know and aren't interested in. I'd look for an opening to jump in, but it just wasn't there for me. The food was really good, and I tried to eat as slowly as possible to stretch the time, but I felt if I just evaporated nobody would have noticed. Eleven people seated around a kitchen table, and I felt like I was on an island.
I know the "gay thing" has something to do with it, but I knew that when I went there. Finally, after 2+ hours of misery, Mom wanted to know if I was ready to head for home. I couldn't grab my coat and get out of there fast enough.Randy spent 3 days in New York with family. Ash was in New Jersey for 4 days. Bryce was home alone on Christmas Eve. His parents and 4 sisters had a big feast that day, but Bryce wasn't welcomed. He's had a very strained relationship with his family. (See posts #71 & #74 for refresher) He called and talked to 2 of his sisters on the phone, but when he asked if he could join them, he was told "that probably wouldn't be a good idea. You know how your father is." Really? The patriarch speaks for the whole family? Sounds like bullshit to me.
When Mom and I came home I immediately called Bryce and he told me all of this. I thought my day was lousy. I invited myself over and gave him a big kiss. I pushed him down onto the couch, got on top of him and kissed him some more. We cried together and laughed together as we talked about our lousy days with our lousy families. Being with him that evening was the highlight of Christmas Eve. The bond between us really tightened. I asked him to come over to my house for Christmas Day dinner and he accepted. I'll have to get to that later.
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flamingo
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Bryce came over on Christmas Day for a noon meal with Mom and I. We had turkey, filling, sweet potatoes, and corn. He was in a better frame of mind than the day before. Later, Mom went away to visit other relatives. I passed on that, still having a bad taste from the previous day. So, it was just me and the blond kid. While I was cleaning up after our meal, I turned on the tv and told Bryce to watch whatever he wanted and I'd join him shortly. When I finished in the kitchen, I saw him sitting on our living room floor with his legs crossed. I got down next to him and saw that he was watching "A Christmas Story." I'd seen it before, but it was cool to watch it again. I think there is probably a little bit of Ralphie in all of us boys.
During the movie, I felt Bryce rubbing my ass. By the end, he slid my pants down and started smacking my butt. I laid down on my belly and he began licking my hole. Over the next 15 minutes, he massaged my asscheeks with his cock and wound up spurting his load in my ass crack, and on my back. I was a gooey mess. Bryce had cum on his fingers which he put in my mouth for me to lick off. Sweet. We were totally enjoying each other when I heard the porch door close. Mom was home! Fuck! Bryce got up and fixed himself while I crawled to the bathroom to clean myself up. I heard Bryce say goodbye to my Mom and thanked her for dinner. What a whacky 2 days.
During the movie, I felt Bryce rubbing my ass. By the end, he slid my pants down and started smacking my butt. I laid down on my belly and he began licking my hole. Over the next 15 minutes, he massaged my asscheeks with his cock and wound up spurting his load in my ass crack, and on my back. I was a gooey mess.
Bryce had cum on his fingers which he put in my mouth for me to lick off. Sweet. We were totally enjoying each other when I heard the porch door close. Mom was home! Fuck! Bryce got up and fixed himself while I crawled to the bathroom to clean myself up. I heard Bryce say goodbye to my Mom and thanked her for dinner. What a whacky 2 days.
CharmedFan28
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Sounds like you had a nice christmas! I am sad that Bryce's family didn't want to see him. At least he had your place to go to.
At least he had your place to go to.
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flamingo
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On Saturday night into Sunday morning we received a 2" snowfall. Light and powdery, I could sweep it off our walkway with a broom. When I got to the driveway, Bryce yelled out to me. He was carrying a shovel as he strolled the 1/4 mile distance from where he and Ash live together to see if I needed any help. We attacked the driveway with our shovels and had it cleared in short time. I invited him in to warm up. It was the first time since Christmas Day he'd been here. (That was probably the best xmas present I've gotten, Chaz! I'm still Smilin' ) I made us BLTs and we watched the Patriots beat the snot out of the SD/LA Chargers. He's a big football fan as I am.
Mom has been battling a bad cold since last week and I think I'm getting it off her. My throat is so sore it hurts to swallow. (You know what I mean!
)
On Monday, January 7, I was next door watching the college football championship game with Randy. I was gently stroking his cock during the game when he started to get restless. I knew what was cumming when I put my face down to his crotch and he spewed all over my face. I learned that stuff burns when it gets in your eyes! "See what you do to me, boy!" Randy and I had a happy ending that night. A much better night than Alabama had.
(Clemson qb Trevor Lawrence has a striking resemblance to Bryce, his face and hair. Sexy.)
Since Randy and Ash were both out of the state for Christmas, we got together on New Years Eve at Randy's house. We brought chips and salsa, cheese and bologna, and a shrimp platter. We played pool while rocking out to the music of Stevie Ray Vaughn, and watched on tv the fools standing out in the cold rain in Times Square waiting for the ball to drop.
) I made us BLTs and we watched the Patriots beat the snot out of the SD/LA Chargers. He's a big football fan as I am. Mom has been battling a bad cold since last week and I think I'm getting it off her. My throat is so sore it hurts to swallow. (You know what I mean!
)On Monday, January 7, I was next door watching the college football championship game with Randy. I was gently stroking his cock during the game when he started to get restless. I knew what was cumming when I put my face down to his crotch and he spewed all over my face. I learned that stuff burns when it gets in your eyes! "See what you do to me, boy!" Randy and I had a happy ending that night. A much better night than Alabama had.
(Clemson qb Trevor Lawrence has a striking resemblance to Bryce, his face and hair. Sexy.)Since Randy and Ash were both out of the state for Christmas, we got together on New Years Eve at Randy's house. We brought chips and salsa, cheese and bologna, and a shrimp platter. We played pool while rocking out to the music of Stevie Ray Vaughn, and watched on tv the fools standing out in the cold rain in Times Square waiting for the ball to drop.
72-Jay
Daydreamer
Nice updates.
Sounds like you had a pretty good holiday season..
Sounds like you had a pretty good holiday season..