sexcam live We both sit at his desk, listen to music, watch magazines.
Slava smiles and looks into my eyes, gets up without a sound and puts her hand on my shoulder.
It is difficult to convey in words how much tenderness in his look.
Do you need words, if everything is clear, what we both want for a long time.

I cuddle my tender kitten, my beloved boy.
Our lips merge in a passionate kiss, forcing every cell of the soul and body to tremble.
In the sweet languor of love foreplay, our feelings merged in unison.
We want to be together, away from human vanity and sanctimonious morality.
And now there is nothing closer to these sweet lips, these charming eyes, this magnificent body of a teenager.
We became so close to each other that it seemed that even thoughts touched and carried us into the grove of love pleasure.
I felt his cock tense and bulging out of the pants.
I gently touch it from the bottom – the riser is very decent.
I free his handsome man from clothes, take him in my hand, strip my head, an oily film appears on it.

Allowing a member to fully stand up to sixteen centimeters.
Podrachivaya his boyfriend, sit down the glory in a chair and caress the boy with all the love that he can only.
From the sexual languor of an overwhelming young body, he arches like a tight bowstring, ready to release an arrow.
I lick, then suck and kiss his head, the whole member, play with his nose.
My hands wander through the body, caress the testicles, massage the chest and the “rosette” of his small anus.
His stiffened member gratefully replies to me with a nod at every touch, he shudders, straight, beautiful.
This time Slava decided to change the tactics of our love game.
He asks me to stop, rises and quickly undresses me.
Left without heats, I stand a little embarrassed, like a schoolboy at the blackboard, but with a very excited penis. anal orgasm cam
We kiss, now I find myself in a chair, and my Adonis makes breathtaking movements of the tongue along my trunk and testicles.
He kneels in front of me, actively working with his mouth and hands, and my boyfriend sways gracefully between his legs.

After a while, I warn you that I’ll finish soon.
Slava only smiles back and quickens the pace.
Orgasm is stormy and long lasting.
My dick shoots several times in my friend’s mouth.
The kid licks my penis, sits on her ass, takes a breath, as if after a long run.
Catching our breath, we change places again.
In a few minutes, Slava ends.
His body is shaken with nervous convulsions.
All his sperm to a single drop I left in myself.
Protein replaces me snack.
After a great erotic performance, we lie down on the sofa and talk about our present and future.
Then we go to the bathroom, soap each other, kiss for a long time.
An hour later, Slava took me to the tram station, and we said goodbye.
Here, perhaps, it would be possible to put an end, if not one small nuance.
This story is real, and therefore its final must also be truthful.
Youth is beautiful, but, unfortunately, fleeting.
Therefore, we must hurry to try everything.
Everything in life is an alternative, you can not buy only feelings and love.

However, love also comes to an end.
It turned out that Slava often spends time in various companies, meets with men.
Communication with them was not limited to just talking, the program included intimate relationships.
I was hurt and offended by the thought that the lips and body of my best friend were touching other people’s hands.
But what could I do? How to ban and protect a boy who has become almost a relative, because youth is selfish! Soon I left and our rare, but long-awaited meetings stopped.
At first, we corresponded, remembered the joy we experienced together.
But time and distance, which divided us, did their job.
Slavik rarely began to answer my letters, and then disappeared altogether.
Sometimes we remember the best, unforgettable pages of our life, we remember those who once gave moments of happiness that are difficult to forget.
Years pass, and the tenacious emotional memory again and again allows us to return to the past, to sometime beloved people.

We remember the forgotten feelings that return us to the beautiful Adonis:
Another story with a homosexual connection happened when I was in the hospital.
My parents were anxious to somehow take me away from the army in advance, and therefore, at the age of 14, when I had an opportunity, it was decided to exaggerate something awesome with a minor disease.
It was so much easier because the doctor who took on this case was some sort of acquaintance of my parents, or friends of their acquaintances.
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