Sunday 30 June 2019
Friday 28 June 2019
Sandy Bottom (Spy) Story by Peter X Flynn - GayDemon
".....Marcus first saw the boy early on Thursday morning,
before anyone else was out on the resort's beach.
The boy's t-shirt was very tight,
hugging the curves of his lean but well-defined chest and biceps.
He was wearing baggy shorts,
but below them Marcus could see his well-muscled calves.
Marcus was spying on the boy from the beachfront patio of his ground-floor apartment...."
Available Youth Fantasy: Chapter 6 Story by GladiatorKid - GayDemon
"......KT loved Copenhagen and he loved
the availability of cute young boys
who were hot for his body and willing to explore.
In his first three weeks,
there wasn't a single day that
he didn't take at least two and sometimes three
or even more gorgeous young kids back to his house
(Emil’s house) and fuck the living daylights out of them.
It was simply amazing, and as previously noted,
the Faelledparken was like a candy store,
with pretty young muscle crazy teens
fighting for his attention....."
"....... The kid was a vision, totally gorgeous.
Spectacularly gorgeous. Blond, blue eyed,
almost shocking blue eyes.
Perfect features with dimples,
a slightly feminine look common with many young boys.
He looked to be 14/15 years old
and was wearing a skin tight white t-shirt
made of that shiny material,
lycra or Spandex or something,
with matching shorts.
The shirt, literally glued to his body,
showed very nicely shaped pecs
with his little buds sticking out,
and shoulders and arms
surprisingly defined for a boy that age......."
Available Youth Fantasy: Chapter 9 Story by GladiatorKid - GayDemon
".....Once I got the shoes and socks off,
I got an arm around him,
holding his arms tight against his body,
and grabbed his crotch with my free hand.
He wasn't hard
but maybe we could do something about that later.
"You want to get hard for me, honey bun?"
I said sweetly as I groped him.
He wasn't yelling at me at the moment,
but he was panting frantically from his exertions.
"My prick is hard for you, honey."
Since I had a good hold on him,
I wasn't in any hurry,
and I really enjoyed teasing him like this.
And, just like any oversexed teenager,
as I groped him he began to get hard.
"You're getting hard for me, baby" I laughed.
"Guess I'm turning you on."
"You fucking son-of-a-bitch" he screamed at me.
"Let me go. Let me go."
With a big smile I very leisurely unfastened his belt,
unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped him.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it"
he started screaming right into my face.
In a way, having them scream at me can be a turn on,
but eventually it becomes a nuisance.
I grabbed one of his socks and stuffed it in his mouth. ......"
