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Dave was once again in front of the sarge for slacking off. He figured that the sarge would just yell at him again. But this time it was different, very different. Sarge came up to him and put his face just inches from Dave. That's When Sarge told Dave of the new way things would work I want you to take off all your clothes and then stand in front of me at attention.

Dave did as he was ordered, hoping that Sarge would not notice his big 8" hardon he had. But sure enough, Sarge did notice the uncontrolled cock staring right up at him. He smiled real big realizing that he had a live one infront of him. Sarge went to his desk and took out a leather cockring and putting it inches from Daves face said, "From now on, boy, you are to wear this at all times except for in the shower.

The only underwear you will wear is a jockstrap one size smaller than what you normally wear. You will shave your crotch-hair completely off and keep it that way. When you are off duty, you will wear only your cockring and jockstrap and you are no longer allowed to sit on firniture.

You will sit, or better yet kneel on the floor from now on. Is that clear? Decided to go to the beach and bumped into Scott. The sparks start flying and I have a good feeling about this.

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He offers to put some tanning lotion on my back. When I feel his finger caressing my ass, I know that I am getting lucky! Never would I have thought that Barry and I would have so much fun together. Two sexually frustrated young college students that explore their own sexualities and learn how to pleasure each other.

You know the type of meeting that goes on forever with a bunch of old men with receeding hairlines. Being a gay man the event was not at all thrilling, i've been so stressed that I will be laid off soon that I have just lost all interest in work. I pull off into what I thought was a visitor center turnbed out to be a truck stop center where the drivers can shower, sleep, park etc.

Panting heavily he ran up the stairs to the upper deck. The bus was nearly empty, it was still early and few people had to work on a Saturday. He slumped into the backseat. His t-shirt clung tightly to his heaving chest and he could feel the sweat trickling down the back of his neck.

He caught glimse of himself reflected in the window. They're really hot but there is one especially that makes me want to cum. He's a gorgeous 6'2" blonde hunk and he just took off his shirt to wipe his chest and his brow as he's covered in sweat. He tastes salty!