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| Aaron student | ||||
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| A smart man is a sexy man, no doubt
about that. I mean, I can like a hot body, a cute face, or a meaty
cock. The latter especially, and include a yummy butt as well. But!
Nothing makes my fascination with a person last longer than his brain. Intellect. Power of the mind. These things are the strongest turn-ons for me I guess. Class and attitude also go here. And, to appreciate all that, you need to sorta be smart yourself. Which brings us to the issue of studying. In fact, I hate the thing. Always so tedious, so boring. Monotonous stuff just kills me, unless it’s a hot stud pounding my ass monotonously. On the other hand, when I think about the guys I can impress with my knowledge of stuff, and the guys the smartness of which I can appreciate because I study, I kinda feel the urge to keep going. And this urge leaves me with something totally inevitable for Aaron. Yes, it’s a boner! Fuck, I think about the benefits of studying and end up being powerfully distracted from it as a result! Watch this piece where I try to be as serious and hard-working as I only can. Glasses! Nothing gives you a smarter look than a pair of good glasses. I start playing with them, and end up playing with my hard cock of course. The thing is so hard by then I could very well hammer nails into my desk with it. My hands leave the pen on the table and move on to the kind of stick I have more fun playing with. Hell, this is how most my attempts at studies always end! When I say I study hard, I most likely mean it. I’m hard, and I’m studying! Though you realize I have to take care of the issue. I strip and this fat thing between my legs gets all the attention it deserves. I think about all the smart guys I could go to bed with, and the pulsing just gets harder and harder till I’m ready to shoot the load. I gotta be careful though, stains on the paper might bring about undesired attention! And I don’t want that. All I want are smart, sexy, strong men! Are you like that? |
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| Aaron and cream | ||||
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| When people say you are sweet (or
anything else for that matter), at some point you may want proofs,
hehe. I can’t say I’m raving about all these sweet things, candy,
chocolates, whatever. They are good once in a while but I don’t want my teeth to fall out in a couple of years. And I hate the idea of getting fat as well! Still abstinence is what makes indulgence more enjoyable, right? Sometimes I would totally splurge on sweets. And sweet is sexy, I can tell you! Not only it gives a rush through your pleasure sensors. Sweet stuff is a case when what’s pleasing to the palate is at the same time pleasing to the eye and touch. It always gets me into a very playful mood. Just like here, see this cream in my hands? This is what remained of my guilty stash when I was done devouring it all. The thing looked so phallic that I thought about my own cock immediately. I sprayed sweet puffy cream all over my throbbing shaft. I was thinking about hot twinks licking the stuff off my tool and then eating it, my pre-cum mixing with the sweetness in their mouths. How decadent is that? The cream also provided a healthy lubrication improvement. My hand was sliding up and down my fully hard buddy. It felt even better and smoother than without anything at all! You should totally try it some time. It gets your fantasy going and it’s sweet from all sides! I decided to go kinky and so I started licking off the used cream off my fingers. The blend of the trademark sweetness and my own scent got me double aroused. I am sure plenty of boys out there would love a taste of the mixture haha. My strokes were getting harder. Pretty soon my own cream was mixing with the stuff from the can. Now that is a dish for a really devoted fan to munch on! I wish you could be there, the room was full of this sweet smell, and if you brought some ice-cream, we could have had loads of fun! I should totally explore other food anyway, brings the fun to a whole new level. |
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| Aaron and magazine | ||||
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| Now don’t you love the magazines? I
totally do. Whenever I have a chance to fool around with one of
them, I never miss it. Everything in the experience is lovely. The
feel of the glossy paper under your fingers. The beautiful men, women, and products. The smart, catchy advertising. I feel thoroughly stimulated! No matter if it’s porn or not. I always get turned on when I plunge into this sort of thing for a while. I also like to imagine myself interviewed by a magazine. Horny men all over the world would grab the magazine and go to their secret places to beat off to my pictures. They would look at me and imagine me by their side. They would think about doing dirty things to me and about me doing dirty things to them. And I would feel stings of horniness! This is something to think about. Here, I was totally turned on. The magazine was slightly erotic, but for me, it was well enough, I can tell ya. Aaron here got so carried away that soon the magazine was by his side! I took my clothes piece by piece and went really wild on that bed. I played with my hard tool thinking about people from the pictures in the magazine touching me. How their hands rush around my body, how their fingers touch my nipples and send waves of electricity. How their lips run around the tip of my cock, oh hell! This was such a fantasy. I was arching my back and stroking my super hard shaft like crazy. In fact, I kinda understood why these magazines are glossy! It’s because when you cum on their pages, and this might happen just too often, so when you do, the paper is not ruined. And if you wanna know whether I came on my copy or not, you will have to see the video! When I’m in a magazine, I hope people secretly spray my photos with their seed. Thus they would need another copy, and maybe they would spray on this another copy as well! It would totally help the magazine sales, haha. Anyway make sure you don’t miss this piece of press fun! |
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| Aaron likes fetish | ||||
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| Don’t you think Aaron should
totally stop being a good boy at least for a while? I am with you
here mate! This is how the story went here. I was in the kitchen
putting some food away in the fridge. I’m a smart boy and I know that you have to prevent oxygen from contacting your stuff. So, you gotta use this wrap, or foil, or whatever it is. I was wrapping my stuff in it, and the damn thing turned out to be so extremely sticky! I just could not get the pieces off my hands. It inspired me, I have to say. I started thinking about this wrap being something beyond my control. As if it was trying to wrap itself around me for some weird purpose. I got naked and started fooling around with this transparent thing. The touch was very pleasant I have to say. I did not wrap myself fully. There was a bit on the neck, around each hip, and around the chest as well. It felt so really kinky! I was naked and I was wearing something at the same time, something really fetish-like. If only you could actually see me then! I loved the fact that you would still see my body completely, even though I was wrapped in something. I also started sweating under the thing. It does not let your body breathe. I guess it’s used for workouts and losing weight. And there’s only one kind of workout I needed! I started beating off my cock which has got so damn stiff because of all that. I was pushing myself against the floor, crawling around and hoping somebody would come and take control over me. This is how perverted I was that day! Do you think you could be able to teach me something from the world of kink? I am totally inspired! I saw some sites and some magazines as well, and some things men do to other men, they are just crazy. But that’s what we all are, right? It has to have crazy and beautiful in it, and then it’s sexy. Just like me here, naked, with a cock ready to explore, wrapped in thin transparent plastic! |
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| Aaron and hookah | ||||
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| And now for a bit of exotic stuff.
I got this thing as a present. I guess the guy was to the East
recently or something. It’s a hookah, and it came with a variety of
cool tobaccos with flavors. I really like smoking it. Gives you a feeling you are in some exotic country or something. And these Arabs, they know a thing or two about male beauty and stuff like this! Whenever I smoke, I imagine servants and castles and indulgence and all the things you could imagine in a gay guy’s Arabic fairy tale. Hell, I can even imagine getting it on with Alladin! Anyway, I was chilling out with the thing and it felt so cool. I was so relaxed that my blood sorta left my brain and went for you know what! I guess I was carried away a bit. And you know what happens when I’m carried away. I play with myself! Gradually I was getting more and more naked, and hornier as well. See me puffing away at the thing as my own cock starts screaming for attention. Maybe it got jealous I was having this stick in my hands haha! I would totally enjoy sharing a smoke with a hot boy and then doing the you-know-what imagining he was a son of a sheikh or something like that. It’s a nice way to get your ideas flowing in one direction. My cock was getting harder and I was getting wilder with every single stroke. See how calm and self-contained I looked in the beginning? Well, in the end I looked totally different! I was hot, sweaty, my entire body was begging for attention. This is what hookas do to you, so beware! Some smart Arabian men, handsome as hell, may use these against you and lure you into bed! At that point, I did not at all mind. In fact, I was begging for it! But alas, the fairy tale was only in my head, so I had to help myself to some delicious cock stroking and get off in this very manner. Which I quite like, but sometimes I miss a real stud, you know! To come and show me the exotic ways to make love how Arabs do, or something. |
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