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Date: 10/4/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: malesub01, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
address. And continued to quietly wonder. I walked into the apartment late the next night, and heard some distinct noises down the hall. I halted in my entryway, closed the door quietly, and listened. It was the telltale sound of a male a****l nearing an orgasm, grumbling half-intelligible obscenities, grunting, panting with a subtly rising tonality in his vocal gymnastics. And I swear that my hand went right to my own eagerly rising cock from the very raw ummph of his orgasm’s eruption. Jesus, it stirred me up to hear that, in ways that surprised me. It was late. I didn’t know him. I wasn’t going there. But part of me at least acknowledged to myself that I wanted to go there. I wanted to walk in and smirk at him and say “You couldn’t have waited for me?” He probably would have laughed along with me, then offered to swallow my cock so that I could catch up cum-wise. I know that now. If I’d known that then…. Next morning over coffee, he muttered from under his ruffled mane, “Fucking nice writing you do.” I knew he was no pushover in the intellect department and I thanked him appropriately for his fine compliment. “Are you into all that, or is it more fantasy?” he asked. Then he waited a tick before adding, “I do a little writing of a different kind. I know some is real, some is not. Some desire is only for fantasy, some for real.” It was a pleasure talking with someone who understood. No lengthy explanations necessary. I spilled the beans that I was comfortable spilling, ...