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"from The Beginning"Still, I was enamoured by the guy. He was that cute, and while I deeply craved his attention, the paranoia was pretty intense. Like here I was in a foreign land, a hot nineteen year old in my house, and who knows what they would make of that, if things got nasty? Would they believe that a man, almost forty-seven years his senior, had only pure intentions? I didn’t even buy that...

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Publication Date: July 19, 2012
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but then, I knew I didn’t have pure intentions. I wanted him; anyway he was willing to let me have him. So after what I figured was an hour, though in reality was merely a few minutes, I went searching for my nineteen year old Adonis.And I have to say, walking into the kitchen and seeing what I saw, well. You tell me, how would you react if you entered your kitchen and saw an Adonis sprawled across your kitchen counter?Now, me, well, I can say that I honestly felt like I was having a heart attack. My heart was pounding so hard, I am certain the entire neighbourhood could hear it thundering. My jaw was on the floor, and I am certain that a pool of drool was around my feet. I mean come on, just look at him.That lean body, so pure and milky white. The silver necklace perfectly aligned on his hairless chest. The head tilted and the hands over his private’s. I mean that was a sight worthy of being captured for all eternity. Like the statue of David.Now I am not shocked by much, nor do I get taken by such total surprise as that, but damn it, I never expected to walk into my own kitchen and be greeted by that vision of beauty. The long hair, the gorgeous body, had me speechless. My mouth and brain may not have been able to work, but my body sure as fuck knew how to react.I’ve never had such a quick erection as I did then. And let me tell you, I was damn certain I would blow my load in a second, if he had moved his hands and spread his legs. It would have sent me over the edge, and that smile. That little demur grin had my heart racing like Secretariat nearing the finish line to capture the Triple Crown of racing. My heart was beating so hard, so fast, I was certain it would burst out."from Hillside Mall"I am not shy by nature, or afraid of saying what’s on my mind, but damn, he had me tongue tied. Course, that didn’t stop Kevin, who smiled, winked a little, and then suddenly was up on his knees and unbuttoning those jeans of his. Like I couldn’t help myself, but I just kept on staring, the bulge in my own crotch growing.As he unzipped them and shoved them open, I noticed his bright yellow undies. Somehow that bright color suited him, not to mention the nipple rings that glared at me. I also noticed he had a long tattoo on his one side that intrigued me."from John"He had such a soft voice that it was very alluring. It almost was if he were singing the words, which sounded good on my ears. It did wonders, too, for my libido. John was quite taken by my place, though I hadn’t done much with the place. He especially admired the work out back, which gave me a big grin. Looks like Frankie’s work wasn’t in vain, or just a way to have him hang around.John wanted a tour, so naturally, after we shared a drink of wine (I had an opened bottle in the refrigerator) we started off. It was when I showed him the bedroom, or maybe it was more like when he asked what that room was, that the conversation quickly changed. My Gaydar was in full alert, too, because he wasn’t exactly shy.I opened the door telling him it was the master bedroom. That is when I knew that it was a good thing I accepted his offer for a ride home.“And just how many willing young slaves attend to the Master?” he quipped, which almost made me choke.“As many as wish to,” I replied, which only made him smile more. Like his whole face lit up as he turned to me, glass of nearly empty wine in one hand.“Do they serve you well?”