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Pushing away slightly, Jeff caressed Peter’s chest hair and tenderly
caressed his way to Peter’s crotch. Peter’s pants were already undone
and it was easy for Jeff to remove them. Jeff then quickly and
savagely tore off his own pants. Peter’s hands groped around Jeff, and
their bodies once more completely entwined. Jeff was on top, and could
feel Peter’s hands penetrating his underwear and squeezing the
corpulent muscles of his ass. Jeff’s hard on was unbearable, tearing
at the lips of his underwear. Jeff could feel the head of his penis
breaking through his underwear and pressing warmly against Peter’s
lower abdomen.

Jeff removed his underwear. Reaching gently into Peter’s underwear,
Jeff squeezed his supple penis. It was very hard, and Jeff couldn’t
wait to feel it deep within his mouth. Removing Peter’s underwear,
Jeff fondled Peter’s penis. He couldn’t wait another second. Placing
his head right over Peter’s penis, he took his entire cock deep into
his mouth. It tasted wonderful. It filled his mouth with warmth and
love. Rhythmically moving his head up and down on Peter’s cock, Jeff
was in ecstasy.

Peter looked up from his couch. “Holy Shit,” he exclaimed leaping up
in surprise. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Jeff told him to forget about school for the weekend, and that he was
here to enjoy and help relieve some tension.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he told Jeff. “I’ve missed you so
much!” Jeff couldn’t help glancing down at Peter’s cock. He could see
that it was beginning to get hard, and he wanted so desperately to
chuck the pizza’s on the floor, grab Peter, strip him naked, and make
passionate love to him all night long.

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The miles continued to speed by. Every so often the blip from his
radar detector would cause him to involuntarily ease off the
accelerator, only to floor it again within a few minutes. The miles
passed into the void of blackness that enveloped the road.
The exit quickly approached. As Jeff slowed to take the curve, he
recognized the gas station across the road. Jeff had stopped there
with Peter once to fill up his car. His heart began to beat faster as
he drove the last few miles to campus. Everything was familiar now.
Jeff had been there only about 3 times before, but he only felt really
good about himself when he was with Peter, and so he had memorized
everything about Peter’s environment. There was dip in the road just
after the McDonalds, and his trucks’ springs squeaked, telling him to
slow down. The pressure in his groin had built up to a high again, and
Jeff only responded by speeding up.

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The white lines sped by faster and faster. Looking ahead Jeff could
see the well lit highway stretching for miles. The jeep wagoneer
plowed through the thin, cold air, it’s body trembling as it steadily
progressed closer to its destination. It was around 1AM when his
headlights first reflected off the College Park sign, and Jeff relaxed
knowing that soon he would be with Peter. He had been thinking about
Peter all day. Sitting in class had been torture. He ached with
longing to wrap himself around Peter. He desperately desired him.
Peter had occupied his thoughts completely leaving no room for
responsibilities that Jeff knew he had. Only one thing was important,
to satisfy himself and to make Peter love him.

Leaving New York City about four hours earlier, Jeff stopped at Ray’s
Pizza on 11th Street and 6th Avenue. Keeping an eye on his car, he
rushed into the crowded pizza parlor and ordered 2 pies. His body
trembled and he couldn’t sit still. Jeff was thinking about how
irresponsible he was being, blowing off his work for the weekend and
driving down to Philadelphia. Sure he had two papers to write and a
lot of reading to do. Jeff wanted to see Peter, however, and the
desire to get high and make love overpowered his sense of
responsibility. The pies came. Securing the boxes on the front seat,
the intense smell of pizza quickly filled the car and fogged the
windows. Luckily Jeff had bought a slice on the side, and as Jeff
began to drive away, Jeff attempted to eat it while driving with one
hand. Jeff held a can of coke between his thighs, with a straw
protruding through the top. The constant thoughts of Peter had long
since worked their effects into Jeff’s groin. His never ending hard on
ached with such intensity that it was all he could do to stay on the
road. The cold from the can of coke pressing against his inner thighs
helped to reduce his aching membrane to something tolerable, but all he
could think about was releasing the pressure in the innards of Peter’s
body.

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Not hearing any complaints from him, I continued until I was fully
embedded. Then I began to slowly make love to his hot virgin asshole. It
didn’t take long for me to have an orgasm. I shot loads of fresh gay
sperm into his ass.
We cleaned up and then started to get dressed.
“Would you be interested in getting together again?” I asked.
“Sure. Maybe next time we can do it somewhere a little more
private,” he answered.
“Good idea,” I agreed with a smile.
“By the way, who is this friend you were talking about?” I asked.
“Bryan,” he answered.
Bryan? That answer sure took me by surprise as well as provoke a
lot of questions I couldn’t wait to get answered.

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I could tell he was about to come when all motion on my cock
stopped. He just lay there breathing and moaning as I worked him towards
conclusion. He came with a load yelp and grabbed the backs of my thighs
as his semen spurted into my mouth. I swallowed it all and then caught
the last little bit off the head of his penis before turning around to
smile at him.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah,” he answered, grinning.
Then he reached out and took my erection in his hand and prepared
to bring it to his mouth.
“I thought that should go somewhere else,” I said.
“Where? Oh…you mean…”
“Yeah,” I said. “Have you ever taken it up the ass?”
“No,” he answered. “I’m not sure–”
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. It will feel great,” I said.
He still seemed a little uncertain, but he was willing to roll
over and prop up his ass for me to get a clear shot. My dick was
already lubricated with his saliva, but I decided to add some soap and
water from the sink. Then I lined my erection up with his tight little
red hole and slowly inserted it.

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He continued to suck on my dick as I put his back in my mouth.
With my other hand I stroked the length of it as my mouth went up and down
his erection. My finger slowly slid in and out his hot little hole as I
sucked him.
Sam was doing a pretty good job on his end. He must have had some
lessons or else it was just beginners luck. I knew I could keep from
coming though. I wanted to taste his load before I would come. I was
really curious as to who this “friend” of mine was, but I would find that
out later.
To make him come first, I picked up the tempo of my finger
thrusting in him and also my head and hand motions. His dick was very
slick with my saliva by this time and my hand glided easily over his
length. I paused a couple of times to fondle his balls, but then I would
return to the stroking.

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I pulled him into my arms and planted a passionate kiss upon his
lips. He returned it with equal fervor and then broke away.
“Get undressed. I don’t want to wait any longer,” he whispered
forcefully.
I pulled away and stripped as fast as I could. Then we pressed
our naked bodies together and kissed, opening our mouths to exploration.
His mouth was warm and sweet, and I tasted deeply of him. Our
erections pressed against each other and I rubbed against him, enjoying
this sensation.
Sam began to kiss his way down my body: my throat, my chest, my
nipples, my navel, and then he engulfed my erection. I groaned as I felt
my penis touch the back of his throat. I wondered if this “friend” of
mine had showed him how to make love also.
“Hold on,” I told him, pushing him away.
“What?” he asked.
“Lay down,” I told him.
He laid down on our pile of clothes and I crouched over top him with
my mouth at his erection and his at mine. He was exactly my height, and
there wasn’t any way I was going to let this chance slip by.
I gently licked my way down the length of his pole and sucked on
each of his balls. Then I stuck a finger in my mouth and got it good and
wet before I slowly inserted this slowly into his anus. I heard him moan
around my penis as it went in.

“I really want to jack off right now,” he said softly. His hand
strayed to his crotch where he began to slowly rub himself.
“I won’t take pictures this time,” I replied playfully, confused
as to where this was going.
“Oh, that’s okay. Why don’t you join me?” he asked.
“What?” I asked, taken totally off guard by the question.
“It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone. Will you have sex with me?” he
asked softly, moving towards me so that his lips were right by my ear.
“Are you trying to tell me you’re gay?” I asked.
“I’m not really sure. All I know is that I’ve wanted to have sex
with you since that photo shoot, and I knew that you would probably be
interested,” he answered.
“How did you know that?” I asked, defensive.
“Let’s just say I’ve met a friend of yours,” he answered.
By this time my penis had grown into a full erection and the idea
of having sex with this firm Christian man was making my temperature rise.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked, not caring who had told him,
just wanting to ravish his body right now.
“Let’s do it here,” he answered, a puff of air expelled into my
ear at the end of his sentence. I shivered upon contact.
I moved away from him and went to the door. I put up a Reserved
sign and then locked the door so we wouldn’t be disturbed. When I
returned, Sam had removed his shirt and was unbuttoning his pants. In the
light from the dim red lights of the darkroom, I could see his toned
chest with the patch of hair nestled between his pectorals. I had to kiss
him.

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The more I thought about it, the more I realized I really wanted
to reshoot Jon and Jason. I called up Jon and asked if he’d be willing to
come back in and let me shoot him in black and white. He agreed to it, so
I was able to get those pictures and they turned out really great. I
decided that I would for sure use one of them in the calendar to add some
variety.
Then I found a secluded park which I thought would be ideal to
shoot Jason, my nature god, in. I called him up, and it took some
convincing, but I got him to do it. I promised him a really quick shoot
since I knew he wouldn’t be able to stand the cold for too long since he
wouldn’t be wearing a thing. I was quite happy with how those pictures
turned out also.
The call from Sam came just before I had planned on going into the
darkroom to develop the film from his shoot with me. The photos were due
to the publisher in two weeks, so I wanted to make sure I had plenty of
time, so I would meet the deadline.
“Hi, Lance. I was wondering if you’d developed the photos from my
time,” Sam said.
“Oh, no I was just going to do that today,” I told him.
“Really? Would you mind if I tagged along?” he asked.
“No, that’s fine. Would you be willing to help out?” I asked.
“Sure that would be fun.”
I met him in the darkroom and we got to work. He seemed sincerely
interested in the whole process so I ran off at the mouth about all I knew
about the darkroom and developing. He became really interested when the
first pictures from when he’d masturbated started coming through.
“Oh, wow. You caught it all,” he said.
“You bet.”
“Can I get a souvenir?” he asked.
“Sure,” I answered.
“What are you going to do with all these others?” he asked.
“Oh…I don’t really know. Just thought I’d develop them and see
how they turned out. I’m curious about how I did on these… action
shots. Then I’ll probably just burn them,” I lied.
Sam nodded. “Just looking at them is making me hot again.”
I turned and looked at him with a smile. He surprised me with his
frankness, but after masturbating for me and letting me take pictures of
it, that was probably just part of his nature. I wondered what his
next surprise for me would be. I didn’t have to wait long.