Don’t like gay stories? Please feel free to continue your search for stories that suit your desires. Now onto this made up story, no names, places, ...r activities ever happened in real life. Tales such as this live rent free in my head.Jay crawled to my bed and I felt his hard cock against my lips and I opened my mouth as he pushed it into my mouth. I suddenly sat up in my bed, my mind was dull from having been asleep. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock and saw that an hour had passed. "Yes, excited. Excited as in the way a boy his age gets excited and can't get un-excited." Oh." It's alright," she chuckled, waving away any concern. "You see it more than you'd expect doing what I do ... He was probably a thousand times more mortified by it than I was, trust me." I'm sorry," I said, laughing without really meaning to."Seen one, seen 'em all, honey."Carol switched off it then, taking the conversation elsewhere before she finally got up to leave. I watched her drive off, feeling. I am quiet, devouring thesoup."Wow! You're hungry, aren't you? sorry, I talk to much, it'sbecause this city has a lot of older women and a lot of men, it'sdifficult to find some girl almost at the same age as me. I'mtwenty right now. And sorry to ask, but, how old is yourcompanion? He is a hunk, isn't he?"I almost spit some soup. "He is twenty eight." I said blushing alot."Oh! He is with you? I thought he was only your bodyguard. What amistake! Sorry... oh I'm so ashamed." She says blushing. Don't speak..."Her lips brushed mine again, then she came back and bit softly on my lower lip.I moaned softly.Angelina's arms were around my neck. She rested her head against my shoulder and we danced for a little while longer.She had me right where she wanted me.Letting go of a deep breath, she pulled back and took my hand. She turned and started back towards my bedroom. I followed, like a lamb being led to slaughter.My eyes devoured her lithe form, her hips swaying gracefully, her hair waving.