Goompa’s Fantasies

Some guys just help you get off, while others inspire you to dream. Vayne Myers is one of those young men, that just has me thinking of nothing but being with him. He’s got a look that says trouble, but he’s got a body that says delight. And combined, they make for one hot story and daydream. Hey, I am horny today, so why not get off again? With guys like Vayne, it isn’t too hard to get it up again, even at my age.

I didn’t know what to expect today, because honestly Chris had been acting strange. It felt like maybe our romance was off, instead of getting better. I had a plan, and hopefully by tomorrow I’ll no longer have a virgin ass. By tomorrow I hope that Chris will have fucked me so many times, that I won’t know how many times his lovely uncut cock had drilled deep into my tight virgin hole. He is the one, I know it, and maybe after tonight, our romance will be back on track. After all it is Valentine’s Day.

Sometimes you get lost in your studies, but then you need a break. Something about Zac that had me concentrating more on his hard cock, than my book. Maybe it was his firm athletic body, or his aroma, but whatever it was, he was feeling the same about me. Guess that is why we threw the books away, and concentrated on each other. Like who wouldn’t want to suck on his cock, or taste his ass, before he mounts and gives a guy one hard raw boning?

It is about getting off. I don’t care if you are pleased or not, you are here to service me and my big cock. I want it down your throat and up your ass. If you are good, maybe I’ll suck your cock, but you better be hung too, otherwise no way. Be real good, have a nice tight asshole and you might get my spunk all over your face. Otherwise, there are plenty more from where you came from. I am about sex, nothing more. Deliver or go away.

I had my first taste of a guy’s cock, and if that wasn’t enough, Kyler wanted to have me fuck him. Another first for me, but how could I refuse? Besides, he had such a lovely ass, that it was already on my agenda. I couldn’t believe how good it was to have met Kyler, to be in bed with such a sexy and sweet young guy. As much as I wanted him, he desired me just as much. I”ll never forget my first, Kyler.

Kyler was the new delivery guy, and it was my job to show him the route. Little did I know that Kyler would be my first real sexual experience. I had fooled around, even had a few blow jobs, but that had been it. Until I met Kyler, who didn’t even ask, he just took me home and showed me what I had yet to experience. He gave me more than just my first taste of another guy’s cock.

It was fate, or so I think. I normally don’t drop into the pub during the afternoon, but I did. And there he was, looking like a deer caught in some headlights. Yet he was so damn cute, and well, nothing is more entertaining than a young man stripping and teasing a little. Least that was the original agreement, but damn, James knew how to work his body, work me too. Result, I spent a lot more than I wanted, but damn, it was worth it.

He is more than just a friend or fuck buddy. He’s special, so when Kyler was in a downer, what else could I do but get him out of it, no matter what. Porn didn’t work, talking didn’t work, so only thing left to do, was make Kyler my bottom bitch. Give him a hard face fucking, before drilling his ass until he was out of that dark mood. It worked too, and damn, I enjoyed it.

Nothing like a natural high, or buzz. Exactly what Jake needed as the only real question, was whose place to go to. In the end it comes down to whose place is closest, because neither wants to waste a second of time, to get to know the other. Even if it means one becomes the bottom for the other, but given who is the Top, it just doesn’t matter. ( part two of this erotic fantasy of an old geezer )

Sometimes luck just happens. I never thought I’d be so lucky as to find a guy, who stole my heart, the instant I spotted him. Who knew that my days of being a power top, would suddenly not matter, or that my tight hole would be a willing target for another power top? A bisexual one at that, too. Yet that is how that evening went, and you know, it was damn good. Better than good, it was fucking awesome.

It was his smile, the way he moved, that got me heated up. I threw caution to the wind, inviting him over, hoping to seduce him, but to my surprise, he was the one who did all the seducing. I am not complaining, because I found out Paul had a lovely cock. It was over eight inches and uncut. Just what I loved, and he wasn’t about to let me get away, from enjoying every inch of that tasty uncut dick. Sometimes, a plan comes together, this was one of those times for me.

It took a whole year, before I could work up the nerve to put the move on Kyle. If only I had the nerve before, I could have enjoyed his lovely sweet ass more than just that time out on the beach. I could have been enjoying cold winter nights in his arms, my cock in his mouth, his dick in my mouth. If only I had taken the chance earlier, but better late than never. Nothing like a hot morning romp, the sun just reaching out, the air blowing across our naked bodies, as we come together.

Walking home, I came across this forlorn figure at the Basketball court. Little did I know how my afternoon walk, would turn into a wild few hours of sex, with a handsome stud. More than that, he was the one who made all the moves, luring me to his apartment, where I got to see one of the most gorgeous uncut cocks I have every had the pleasure of looking at. ( nothing like a quick adult story, with pictures, to get horny over, now is there? lol )

When opportunity knocks, one must take advantage, or wonder what might have been. I hate wondering, so when Connor knocked on my door, I didn’t slam it in his face. I took him up on his offer, and then over some hot chocolate, a new deal was reached. I still am not sure how, but somehow I was hooked, and once in the bedroom, well, this shy little eighteen year old, became a sexual seductress.

“Young man, either you get your grades up now, or you won’t be graduating with your class this June” were the words that haunted him all night long, and for most of the weekend.  Tim couldn’t help but worry, because the last thing he wanted to do this summer, was…