Date: Fri, 9 Jul 2010 10:24:37 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Boy Model Coop 3

Boy Model Coop
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


Three

"Zeyde insists that I bring you to New York for at least a week, after we
finish in Key West.  He has already booked our flights.  We are to stay
with him at his Manhattan apartment."  Vic had a kind of resigned look on
his face.  I went over to him and gave him a big hug, climbing up on his
lap.  He kissed me over and over.

"When your man insists you can do very little.  Zeyde knows that and I must
say, he has only insisted on me a few times."  He kissed me several more
times, with much more passion than before.  "He gave me no choice about
university attendance.  He insisted I take this job when he offered it.
Some offer.  Now he insists I bring you to him."

"Is that a problem Vic?"

"Yes and no.  Yes because he will want to have sex with you but is not able
to do anything about it.  No, in that he will fall in love with you just as
I did and spoil you rotten because of it."

"I don't mind having sex with him.  I like sex or haven't you noticed. I
know you would not let that happen unless I was a willing partner and being
spoiled sounds good too."

"True and I know you would be that willing partner.  Zeyde is such a kind
and gentle person and he would never force you, ever.  It is just that I am
not quite ready to share your affection with another man, that's all.  Even
a man who I love and respect and would give anything to or do anything for.
I feel bad because my mind tells me all is well but my heart is still in
selfish mode."  My turn to kiss him.

"Look at it this way.  You know I love you and like you, will do anything
for the one I love.  By willingly sharing me with one you love, I get to
express my love for of you and you get to express your love for him.  Now
how about sharing some of that love right here and now."  I kissed away the
tears from his cheeks as his hands began that now customary dance around my
body.  Sometimes Vic can be very emotional.

The sun was setting as he filled my ass for the second time.  I had clamped
down so hard on his cock that he could not withdraw it, forcing him to lay
on me, enveloping me in his body heat.  I felt loved, I felt satisfied,
having ejaculated twice, one in his mouth and once just before he came the
second time in my ass.  I felt safe and secure.  I felt like I never wanted
this to end or our bodies to be separated.  Vic was giggling like a kid and
kissing my neck and ears and shoulders, when the telephone rang.  It was
housekeeping wanting to know if they could come up to turn down the beds.
He told them not to bother and not to bother coming to clean or make them
up in the morning either.  We got up and after getting some refreshments
turned on the pool lights and went for a swim.  I like being naked and
being naked with Vic is even nicer.  We swam and played in the pool looking
up at the stars and watching the moon rise up over the ocean.  It was great
fun.  I of course was ready for more sex by then.  Vic was obviously not
ready physically, he may be mentally but he was having trouble getting
junior to cooperate.

We did the shower thing and cleaned our selves out.  It was my turn and I
was going to fuck him even it he couldn't get his hard.  Vic likes to be
fucked as much as he likes to fuck, I think I do too.  I have more
experience getting than giving but now that I have some size, I will be
making up for lost time.  Anyway I got him on his back and placed several
pillows under his butt.  He spread his legs wide like a dancer doing the
splits and I pushed my stiff 5 inches right in.  Vic was quite relaxed and
did not clamp to hard on my invader, which gave me a bit more staying
power.  By the time I ejaculated and pulled out he was stiff again and so I
climbed up to take the boy superior position and began riding my horse.
Vic is large enough that it fells like a horse cock in your boy butt.

I was not sure if he had enough come left in his testicles for another load
but he did.  It was taking a while and I was getting a bit tired so he
grabbed my upper body and rolled over placing us on our sides and continued
fucking me just the way I like it.  Long slow strokes that fully engage my
prostrate.  He finely ejaculated and I clamped down again, holding him in
place, until I fell asleep.  I can't believe that every boy in the world
isn't clamoring to fall asleep this way, every night of his life.

When I woke up in the morning Vic was spooned up against me.  I could feel
his morning stiffy pressing into my cleft.  His arms were wrapped around my
upper body and we were covered with a light blanket.  It felt so nice.  I
just love the feeling of his body making contact with mine, over its entire
back or front surface.  That's when I saw the clock.  It was 10 and we had
slept in for the first time in almost two weeks.

Vic ordered an early lunch around 11.  I was naked in the pool when the
bellman delivered the try.  I could hear them joking.  The bellman saying
this suite is almost always used for honeymooners and Vic's reply, his
little prince gets nothing but the best after two weeks of hard work.  Ya,
if modeling a few minutes and getting fucked a few times is hard work,
bring, oh bring it on.  Anyway the bellman asked who I was.  Vic told him I
was the well known boy model, Carter Cartwright.  I guess he wasn't up on
young peoples fashions as he left without getting my autograph; however,
when he and another bellman came back with our supper trays he presented
several print ads featuring me for autographs.  All part of the business.
This time when they came in I had some very short or brief short shorts and
a muscle shirt on.  So I was able to give them a modest eye full, as well.

This was a slow and easy day for a change of pace.  Vic did not work at
all.  We watched some TV, a movie, read some, swam some and made love a
lot.  That evening Vic took one of his cock stiffening pills and gave me a
big gob of his special lube.  This time I did see stars and colors and all
kinds of things, as we fucked and fucked.  I knew I would be tender in the
morning but what the hell.  Toward the end we were both experiencing dry
climaxes, nothing in the tank to come out.  I fucked him so much my penis
was even a bit tender by sleep time.  Vic was still rock hard.  I wondered
how much of that stuff he took.  Maybe a cock ring would be a better idea.
Anyway he set the alarm for 6 am, he slipped into bed, gave me another shot
of that lube and pressed in his ramped cock, so I could fall asleep.

Vic got right up but let me sleep some.  By the time he woke me everything
was ready for us to go.  I had no idea being loved by your man would be so
girl like and so boy like, all at the same time.  I sure knew about the sex
part and the friendship and brotherhood parts.  I knew about being kind and
gentle and firm and decisive, all at the same time.  What I had not
realized before, was how little things, like a touch on the arm or a kiss
on the forehead would be so meaningful.  I must have been in an extra deep
sleep and I know I was dreaming of being fucked by my man.  My eyes eased
open and the sensations, I was feeling started to make sense.  Vic was
licking the kissing my body from my toes to my groin.  His hands were
gliding along my legs.  Followed by his lips and tongue going over my
smooth and I might add, very sensitive skin.

I have those perfectly shaped long slim, absolutely smooth boy legs.  My
muscles are very firm, I am very strong for my age and size.  At the Coop
we spend lots of time developing our physical bodies.  Each of us has
routines to make sure our muscles are the perfect shape and size.  Not that
Vic had never given me the "treatment" as he called it before, he had, but
just not as intense and lasting as long as this time.  I love it.  In fact
he could do it all day for all I cared.  Vic avoided my crotch and moved to
my chest and shoulder.  As his tongue moved across my nipples I thought I
would come but I didn't, probably because he moved on to other parts of my
body.  After covering every part of my front toes to eyeballs he rolled me
over and did the same to be back, ending up with his tongue in my anus.  I
had never felt anything like that before, it was out of this world.  Lots
of boys had kissed and licked my butt and other parts but never my anus
before.  Vic kiss and licked and poked his tongue all around and at last
in.  I knew to relax as best I could so he was able to get the tip in a
way.  It was fantastic and again I thought I would come but he backed off
just before.

Now all this almost stuff had just got me so hot I began begging him to
bring me off, to make me come, to fuck me, suck me, I didn't care, just do
it.  Vic rolled me on my back again and this time took my penis in his
mouth he rolled his tongue over it and deep throated me.  All the while he
had my balls in his hand gently pulling them away from my body to keep me
from shooting.  I had never had this done to me before but I knew about it.
You do learn stuff by observation you know.  I was writhing and squirming
and pleading for him to let me ejaculate, which he eventually did but not
until he moved his hand from my balls and pressed a couple of fingers in my
ass to work on my prostrate.  Just as I started to come he began bobbing
his head up and down on my penis, milking every drop.  It felt like quarts
of the stuff was coming out.  Vic was good, he spilled not a drop but drank
it all.

I lay limp for some time.  His head resting on my chest as he contented to
kiss my body and let his hands move ever so softly over it.  I have never
experienced such sexual ecstasy before, I thought I knew what Vic's love
was but I was wrong.  I didn't really know and probably would continue to
discover all of its features and depth, as time went on.  I held his head
in my hands and moved it to engage our lips.  I needed his kisses, I knew
he needed mine too.  After some time I regained my ardor and wanted to
pleasure him but he would have none of that.

"That my boy was my gift to you.  It was a gift of love not lust.  Gifts
like that can not be reciprocated.  You will discover in you own time and
in your own way, how to give me such a gift.  Now is not that time."

He had laid out our clothing and packed up everything except our
toiletries.  He dressed us in long shots and Tee shirts that were matching.
These were company standards from the current collection.  He even had
socks next to our runners.  Right after we finished in the bathroom and got
dressed the bellman come in with our food.  He was a different young man.
The word must have spread, he came armed, you know prepared with a poster
for my autograph.  I guess he must be a boy lover too since he complemented
me on the my web site.  Vic thanked him and gave the fellow a discount
coupon for the company's boy clothing line, along with a large tip.

While I was eating Vic got several cell phone calls.  More business I
figured.  Exactly at 8 am another bellman appeared to take our luggage down
and we went with him.  We turned in our keys and Vic signed the bill.  It
must be on the corporate account, since he didn't use his credit card.  The
bellman took our luggage right out to the car, which was at the front door.

Just as we were about to leave a security man came over and spoke to Vic.
He nodded in agreement and the security man went outside and we headed
toward the dining room.  Once inside the dining room, another security
guard met us and guided us through the kitchen to a back delivery door.
Our car came around the corner and the first security man got out.  We
headed out the back way through an alley.  I was wondering what was going
on but thought it best to hold my questions until we were on the road.

"The fashion press paparazzi some how found out you were at the hotel and
are waiting out front.  I did not want them to know you and I were
traveling together, so the back door bit."

Well that was Ok with me.  Anything Vic does is Ok with me anyway.  I mean
anything and after this morning's demonstration, everything.

After this past two weeks and the kind of love making we do, how could it
be any other way.  We headed south toward Key West, that's what the sign
said.  Vic got another cell phone call.  This time I kind of understood the
conversation but not the implications.  He told the caller about the
fashion press at the hotel and asked about time.  He then said Ok and hung
up.

"I am in desperate need of a coffee, how about you?"

"I don't drink coffee but I could go for a chocolate milk and probably a
sticky bun or something."

Vic scanned the situation and headed into the a Denny's in the next block,
parking in the back.  I thought that was funny but perhaps this was another
attempt to throw off the paparazzi.  That took about an hour and we were
back on the road.  We were charging down the freeway about as fast the law
allows.  Well probably a little faster knowing Vic.  Anyway we came up
alongside of a charter bus and Vic slowed down a bit.  Then he reached into
the center council and handed me a little blue radio.

"Turn it on, you push the big black side button to talk."

I took it and turned it on but I still had no idea what the hell was going
on.  That's when I heard my sister's, the older one's, voice saying, "Hi
big brother."  I was gobsmacked.  I looked around but not up.  "I'm up here
Cart."  That's when I looked up and got a real shock, not only were my
sisters looking out the bus window at me but so was my mom and Don and
Richie and about half of the Coop house crew.  All waving at me and
laughing.

Vic was beside himself laughing.  I took it at that point this was his big
surprise or at least a big part of it and he was right, it was a surprise.
I was glad he hadn't been playing with my crotch but I guess he had planned
this, so he knew better.  Vic speed up and pulled in front of the bus and
set his cruse control.  I of course was talking a mile a minute and the
hand set in the bus was being passed around.  After about 15 or 20 minutes
Vic asked to speak to the driver.  He told him we would go on ahead and
meet up at the hotel.  Which we did.  Vic filled me in on what was going on
as we flew along the causeway to Key West.  That's when the penny dropped
for me.  This was how Vic was going to convince my parents, by bringing my
family to a remote shoot, so they could see how things worked and why it
was important.  What I didn't know, until about two hours later, was
Richie's, Don's and some of the others parents were also on the bus.  And
that when they leave Key West they will go up to Orlando, for a few days on
the way back home.  We of course will be heading for New York now that
Zeyde had convinced Vic to bring me.

When we pulled into Key West Vic called the hotel and they told him the
ladies had just arrived and the press was all over the place.  Vic asked
them to send a bellman across the road to the competition and meet us in
the parking lot.  I was not sure why that.

"I don't want them to know what my car looks like, so you and I will just
walk in like we were already checked in and the bellman will bring the car
into the parking lot and get our stuff to our rooms.  He will have our room
keys with him.  I will look after the paperwork later."

That is when the penny dropped for the second time.  I will not be sharing
a room with Vic, I was devastated and must have looked crestfallen.  He
smiled and told me not to concern myself, all will be well, trust him.  I
do, so I relaxed.  I guess he does work out every detail, in great detail,
like Jenny said.

When we waked into the lobby it was pandemonium.  Vic kind of pushed me
forward and then immediately melted into the background.  I was looking
just a little bewildered when Wilma spotted me and called out "Carter".
She dropped her stuff and ran over we embraced and she whispered,

"kiss me, lets give these guys something to talk about."

We did several long hard tongue probing kisses.  I sure like that and my
flag came to full mast, right now.  I know she could feel it pressing into
her crotch.  The paparazzi were going wild with the cameras.  Jenny came
over and pushed them away refusing to let us say anything.  Arm in arm
Wilma & I returned to the check in line.  I already had my room assignment
so could tell her the number.  I met her mother, her father couldn't make
the trip but neither could mine.  Several of the other girls and women in
the line up, I had already met, the other day on the sand.  One of them
asked me about Don.  I told her they would be in any time now; thinking,
while she may have the hots for him, if I know Don, he will have the hots
for some other boy on the bus.

I was assigned to a room with Don, Richie and his roommate Norman, he's
seventeen.  All of us Coop boys and the older male models, not including
Vic, were on the same floor.  One floor down were all the ladies and two
floors below that were all the parents and guardians, that were invited
along.  The videographers and other technical people, except for Coop staff
were staying at a different hotel, not far away.  Jenny's company had made
most of the arrangements.  I took it most of the female models were under
their contract or were recruited by them.

Just about the time the ladies were finishing their check in, the BMC bus
arrived and the boys piled off followed by our parents.  That just added to
the chaos in the lobby.  My mother and sisters were all over me like a wet
Tee shirt.  So were all my male colleagues.  The Davis twins had all of us
stand off to one side and began handing out the room assignments.  One of
the staff people took care of the parents and guardians.  My sisters were
just so excited but they are 9 and 11 so what can you expect from kids like
that anyway.  I think my mother was a bit overwhelmed by it all but she put
on a brave face.  Jenny came up and conferred with the Davis twins briefly
and departed.  Berthold announced that we should get cleaned up and settled
in; report to the ballroom in one hour for further instructions, shooting
and practice schedules and the like.

I think our mom's, Richie's and mine were disappointed that we would not be
staying in their rooms, although neither one said anything.  I know my
sisters were and did say a lot, until mom shut them up.

Once in our room, Richie, Don and Norman began demanding a full accounting
of my activities for the past two weeks.  Norman was most interested in the
car and Don in how I was getting along with Vic.  That really only lasted a
few minutes, about as long as it took us to get naked and on one of the
beds for a reunion fuck.  Richie and I knew the drill.  We immediately
scooted up together in a side by side 69.  Richie didn't come yet but that
is Ok, I know how to make him happy and him me.  I didn't tell any of them
I started to come last week.  It will be a little surprise.

I clamped my mouth on Richie's penis and he followed clamping on mine.
While we were going at it with a full court press, mouths engaged and
fingers in each other's butts, Don and Norman got themselves ready, I mean
hard and horned up.  Richie has a wonderful smell to him, so does Don and
Vic but Richie's is some how sweeter.  He is like me, no hair yet with just
the softest skin.  I like Norman too and all the boys really but Don is my
mentor-roommate so he and I are real tight.  Richie of course keeps Norman
shaved, like I do Don.

Don and Norman lay down along side of us, Don behind me and I felt Richie's
fingers exit.  I just knew Don's penis was ready to take their place.  Just
as Norman's is, after I give it a kiss or two first.  Ahhh that feels so
good as Don slides in.  Not quite as good as Vic but almost.  Don is good
sized but nothing like Vic. I could tell Richie liked it when Norman
entered him too.  I think we both began to work harder on the cocks in our
mouths at that point.

Our rooms were all interconnected with the twins on one side of us and four
of the older boys on the other.  We were all laying in a heap on the bed,
you know having that reflective time after some real hot sex.  Richie was
more than pleased when I shot off in his mouth and he didn't even share any
with Don and Norman.  They all congratulated me, I guess they know their
turn for my boy gift was only as far away as our next sexual encounter.

Belthazar poked his head in the connecting door urging us to get dressed
and report to the ballroom.  That's when he patted Richie on the butt and
invited him to share his and Balt's' room for the night.  He told me I
would be with Vic and Nroman and Don could enjoy each other or invite
company from the next room or down the hall.  I was not sure how this was
going to be arranged but I didn't care either, as long as I got to sleep
with my man and get fucked by him too.

That is good for Richie, the twins will give him their royal treatment.
One on each end, two times.  I remember my first, Belt was in my ass first
and Bert in my mouth, some how they managed to come at the exact same time,
filling my throat and my ass.  I had a wonderful dry orgasm too.  Then they
switched places.  I was on my knees on a coffee table.  In seconds, I had
Belt's limp member in my mouth and Bert's half had rod in my butt.  I don't
know what it is about us boys, in no time at all Bert was rock hard and
engaging my prostrate while Belt's cock just seemed to grow and grow, a
little each time, I took it into my throat.  After they both came in my
ass, each one took turns pressing his tongue in to eat out what ever come
they could get.  Then we all went to sleep with me in the middle.  In the
morning I was woken up to two mouths giving my body a work over that
brought about another organism.

All I know is when you spend the night with the twins you know how good man
boy fucking is.  I still think Vic is better but Vic insists I am bias.
Probably, since I love him more then anything.  With the twins it is a kind
of love but not the romantic kind Vic and I have.  With the twins you know
they are madly in love with each other, probably always were.  Not that
they don't have strong feelings for all of us, they do.  That is made very
clear and demonstrated often.  No it is something else, kind of like Vic
and I need each other to feel complete but they have each other and are
complete.

After the meeting, where the schedules were handed out and all the
assignments given, the ad people explained the whole campaign to us.
Several of the older models asked some tough questions and the agency
people were given a whole host of suggestions.  Vic just sat in the back of
room, taking in everyone's performance.  Jenny did make notes relating to
the suggestions.  The technical director outlined his requirements and the
support staff: make up, wardrobe and so on gave us instructions.

The program had a fashion presentation in the local auditorium for the
press, public, buyers and so on.  Over the next three days we had
rehearsals, location shooting, several film commercials and some studio
work.  In addition, a number of outings, like boat trips, diving for the
older ones and so on.  Our families were expected to attend the social and
recreational events and we were expected to spend our free time with them
as well.

Right after the orientation meeting Jenny and Vic made sure Wilma and I
were reunited.  Vic told us Jenny had several special assignments for the
two of us.  We were to appear in several film commercials, along with
several older boys, girls and young adults; but we had most of the speaking
lines and were being featured.  Our mothers and my sisters would also be
around for most of that shooting.  Jenny told us it was more hurry up and
wait than actual work.  I figured I might get some kisses on the sets
anyway but that would be the extent of it.  However if we continue to work
together who knows.

Vic and Jenny had dinner that night with us and our families.  I could see
right away that Vic was lobbing my mom for guardianship.  He was being very
subtle about it.  That is when I found out Richie's mom and brother, my
family along with a few others were hitting DW on their way back home.  Don
had mentioned it before but it didn't sink in until now.  My sisters were
thrilled and so was Richie's little brother, he is 7.  When Jenny showed
everyone some of the pictures from the day before yesterday, especially the
one of us kissing, my littlest sister Linda groaned.  She could not believe
anyone would want to kiss her brother.  Wilma just turned red.  Our mothers
however, thought it was very cute.  Maybe so but if they knew what was
going through my head and I hoped, hoped, hoped Wilma's, they wouldn't.

Vic kidded the girls a little and then he made some very curious comments.
He told my sisters that when he was 12 and appearing with Jenny in shows,
he couldn't imagine why any boy would kiss any girl.  When he was 14, he
and Jenny had become quite an item and he still didn't understand the
kissing bit but "she and I sure were doing it a lot".

Our mothers pressed for more and Jenny just said, "we dated until we both
went away to different universities.  I continued to model part time but
Vic took on a management training role."

She looked right at my little sisters, "here we are adults, both signal and
good friends with a torrid past."  Jenny chuckled.

Her voice sounded a bit wistful.  I hope Vic finds the time to fuck her
once or twice for old times sake, if nothing more.  I like Jenny, she is
good people.

When I pressed Vic for more information, later when we were alone, all he
would say was they both had different agendas and those agendas did not
include each other.

"I think she is bi like me and obviously not looking for a male partner."

I thought about that but I don't think Wilma is her girl like I'm his boy.
If Jenny is into women I think ones closer to her age.  I think they both
wanted to give the mothers the impression they were much more than friends
and interested in each other.  I know that was Vic's intention.  I don't
know if it was Jenny's or if she was just going along to help an old
friend.  I also suspected they might get together for old times sake but I
wasn't worried about my place in his heart or his bed.

I know, I played up to Wilma more that I normally would with my mother
around.  The last thing I wanted to do was give my parents any ideas about
my sexual orientation.  I think Richie's parents figured he was gay, maybe
he even told them.  I know Don's parents know his views.  I also know he,
like most of the under 18 boys at the Coop, are in the closet when it comes
to the outside world; a couple of them are very efficient but they still
have lots of female friends.

I went back to my family's room and spent time with mom and sisters.  I
like my sisters and I know they are proud of me.  Just before we departed
from the dinner table Vic headed into the men's room and I followed shortly
after.  That is when he slipped me a card key and told me his room number.
Ah another night of bliss with my man.  I could hardily contain myself
watching television with my family but fortunately my sisters have a
relatively early bed time.  My little butt was tingling and my penis was
full on rock solid with anticipation, by the time I got on the elevator.

I got off on Vic's floor, looking up and down the hall but I saw no one, I
turned left and found Vic's door.  Using my card key I slipped quietly in.
Vic was alone in his room, dressed in his black thong or undressed to his
black thong.  He was standing next to one of the beds looking intensely at
a long piece of paper.  I rushed over for a kiss and got three.  Vic asked
me to give him a few more minutes of study.  I could see he would not be
long since our kisses had brought him to the same state of physical
readiness that I was in, rock solid, fully erect and "cock ready" for
action, Sir.  Action in my butt I hoped.  I moved out of his way and got
naked carefully folding all my clothing, even my undies.  Vic is a neat
freak, he never said anything but you can tell it is how he is.  Since I
want to be like him, I guess I will just have to learn neatness too.  My
dad is a neat person and his store is very well organized, maybe it is
genetic.

Vic explained the paper, it was our shooting and appearance schedule,
revised since our meeting.  He could see a few details that need attention
and marked them with a red pen.  I just stood and watched.  It was like he
played out each event or shoot in his mind.  Picturing what everyone was
doing and how they would be doing it, right down to how they would move or
walk or whatever.

Right now all I could think about was impaling myself on his long staff.
Vic turned to me and out of the blue said, "You think Wilma knows you have
a penis capable of making her happy?"

"Yes, I'm sure of it."

"How is that, did you tell her?"

"No silly, the swims suites we were modeling left very little to the
imagination and I had a real stiffy when we kissed.  She knows."

"Oh like you have now you mean."

"Not quite, since you are going to do something about this one."

God I love sleeping with my man.  He just seems to know when I need his
attention, which is all the time.  Tonight was something new for me anyway.
He placed a little strap, well it was more like a strong rubber band around
the top of my scrotum.  My little balls quickly swelled up and they were oh
so sensitive.  I was not sure why but quickly learned, you can't come
easily that way and oh boy when I did it was a real fountain.  I bounced up
and down on him until my legs got tired.  We changed positions and he long
dicked me for what seemed like the longest time, until he came in my ass.
That's one of my two favorite ejaculate receptacles.  Then he rolled me
over, took off the little rubber ring and deep throated me until I
exploded.  Wow was that intense.  I mean I just melted into his arms and
fell asleep.  I had to get up a little early, to make it back up stairs in
time to get ready, so early to bed was okay.  I think I will get some of my
stuff moved down for the next couple of days but for now its up early for
man and boy.

He has got to be the hunkiest of hunks in the world.  Ralph was one of the
older boys when I came to the Coop and left shortly after.  He is now in
his mid 20's and very well known.  He is one of the best bi porn actors the
Coop has graduated and he was here working with us younger boys as an
acting coach.  If I wasn't Vic's boy I would sure line up to be his.
Although I don't think he is interested in boys.  I know he is interested
in other twink men, that's for sure.

Ralph has the broadest shoulders I have ever encountered.  He is smooth,
shaved I'm sure, with the nicest little pubic hair patch over the longest
cock I have ever seen on a man or in a movie.  His waist is so small for a
man he looks like me.  His butt is perfect.  It is small with round cheeks,
not a true bubble butt but very well defined.  His chest is smooth, his
pecks and abbs are solid but not bulging.  Like me his legs are long and
well defined, without being out of proportion.  He has brown eyes and brown
hair and a long face with a high, flat forehead.  His eyes are not to wide
set but his mouth is wide and lips very full but not puffy.  His ears are
not to large and his neck is thick but long enough to be in proper
proportion.  Did I say his cock was long.  It must be 10" and as thick as
Vic's for sure.  It has a good girth and when fully erect a smooth red head
pokes beyond the fore skin.  His balls are large but do not hang way down.
I noticed his cock goes straight out from his absolutely flat tummy and the
last third cants down a bit.  I figured that would make sucking it simpler
for us shorter practitioners.  I don't think he has an ounce or gram of fat
but his muscles are not bulging either.  Ralph just looks good.  He looks
good with cloths on too.  How do I know this if he hasn't had any sexual
contact with me?  When I came in the room Don, Norman and Ralph were
fucking up a storm.  Don was on his knees on the bed.  Ralph was long
diking his ass and Norman was ramming Ralph's butt for all he was worth.
Eat your hears out girls he is all man and only seems interested in men.
He is a bi actor, so who know for sure.