don't want to cramp your style stud," I said looking around at all the hot girls in the place, "bet you're popular here."

He smiled, shrugged, "Ah, I don't give a damn." He looked at me, a weird look, "but I'm surprised you didn't try to find someone to spend the night with."

I laughed and shook my head, "married," I said as if that explained it all. And then he told me he was going to leave also.

"Look, can you give me a ride home, I came with my brother and he won't want to leave this early."

I shrugged, "I took a cab but be glad to take you home."

And that was how it went. We climbed in the cab, we both had "to-go" drinks in our hand. He only lived about ten minutes away in a small house. "My brother and I live here by ourselves." he said,proudly. "Want to see it?" And for a moment I was confused. Shit, was this kid coming onto me? Or was he just naive? Either way, who cared? I paid the cab and followed Tommy's tight, swinging butt into the house.

Once inside, he turned to me. He looked very, very young. "Don't you like me, Mr. Donahue?"

Again, I was confused. "What are you talking about, Tommy?"

He shrugged, "I know you have friends back where you are staying, I figure you can't stay our really late, so I, well, I've been trying to come onto you." He blushed bright red, then hurried on, "but if you aren't interested, that's okay. I just thought that you might be from the way you looked at me at the course, and I am sure interested."

And he went silent, blushing like a ten-year-old girl. And I realized he meant it. I realized that all of his little touches, his smiles, had all been come ons. He didn't realize, however, that I had never really been in the game, really didn't know how to respond to his come ons, or to even recognize them for what they had been.

"You mean, you want to? With a guy my age?" He just nodded. I stood there like a fucking idiot, staring at this hot, incredibly young boy trying to understand. He just looked right back at me. And I made the decision. "Damn, Tommy, of course I like you." I stopped, moved closer to him, "alot." And I reached out and he came into my arms. He turned his head up and I did what I had never done before, I kissed another male. I had kissed guys before, but not for sex, just a kiss hello, or whatever. But this was for sex, and it was great, hot. His tongue came out and mine met his. Then I felt his hands groping my crotch, grasping my cock. I never wore underwear, a hangover from my hippie days.

I cupped his tight ass, then I groped him too. I was stunned when my hand felt he was already hard, stiff in his jeans. I rubbed his prick through his pants, and he moaned in my mouth. Then I felt him undoing my zipper. My prick was hardening too, God how this boy could kiss!

Vote: Total Votes: 45 Steamy (1 vote) Hot (2 votes) Blazing (3 votes)

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ToryDonahue	Posted: 2008/9/30 14:44  Updated: 2008/9/30 14:44
Virgin Joined: 2007/7/20 From: Georgia Posts: 16	Re: Golden boys Hmmm, that may be a good follow up story!
mhintz	Posted: 2008/9/1 23:32  Updated: 2008/9/1 23:32
Virgin Joined: 2007/9/12 From: Posts: 1	Golden boys God I love golden haired twinks. This was a very hot story. I want to hear about the brother