Coda Josh Grant

Beth is knocking at my back door. “Josh, Josh.” “Beth, come in.” “Good morning to you, Josh.” “Good morning Beth. “It is spring, Josh. It is spring.” “Yes, first of September.” “Pinch, punch.” Beth pinches, and punches me. I recoil. “First of the month.”

Rowan was one of the sporty jocks at school. Dark hair, blue eyes and really handsome. I used to share my pot with him, and he used to 'put out' because I shared my pot with him. I'm sure he used to 'put out' because he really liked pot. We used to do photo shoots when we were really stoned. It is a miracle that any of the shots turned out.

Tommy came over for a coffee, I got him a bit stoned. He told me how nice Angelo's cock is to suck on. Big and thick and uncut. It is pretty, the skin is dark, with a nice, smooth red knob. Tommy likes it a lot, does Tommy. He likes to suck on it nice and slow, for hours. It's thick and hard and bends up like a big, ripe banana. Angelo likes Tommy sucking it too. Angelo just spreads his legs and lies back and lets Tommy suck it deep into his throat. How I'd like to watch that. Sexy Tommy sucking off pretty Angelo. I suggested to Tommy that he puts one of those camera clocks in the room next time he sucks Angelo. He laughed, and elbowed me as if to say that he couldn't do that. But, I saw the flash in his eyes, he wasn't totally against the idea. Ha, ha. Show off. I wouldn't suggest it again, too pervy, but if Tommy produced it, I have the clock he can use. I bought it when I was out with Nick. Nick showed it to me and I bought it thinking that I could find a use...

This is the other Josh. He is a professional swimmer. I somehow managed to talk him into doing nude and semi nude phots for me when I was studying photography. He has a fantastic body. Josh was not shy. I never got off with him, but I have got off to his photos many times.

He had a widow's peak and olive skin. He had a dirty cock, protruding from his jeans. He grabbed me by the hair and said, "Suck my cock, poofter boy." I hoped there would be no more hair pulling. I wondered if making me suck his cock was the worst thing he could think off? And not the best thing, as I thought. I was dragged forward on my knees right up to him and in line with his cock. “Hey, easy.” His cock was hard and oozing jizz and if it wasn't for the scowl on his face I would thought he was really going to enjoy this. I think he was, but I don't think he wanted his two mates to think it. He rammed his cock back into my mouth. Okay, mate, okay, you have a beautiful cock, I get it. He was enjoying it in a sadistic kind of way, or at least, I think that was the impression he wanted to give. Whatever he thought, I was keen and didn't need to be asked twice, or dragged across the park to stick that thick thing in my face. “I'll suck you tough het boy lik...

Here's another shot of Marcus. Every square centimetre is just about perfect with him. You can well understand he is very popular and never short of a date on a Saturday night. He's also a lovely guy, sweet and always seemingly happy.

Angelo plays for the local soccer team. "Come and perve on my boyfriend playing soccer," said Tommy. "It's worth it, he looks hot. You'll get to see his sexy legs." "Okay." I shrugged and tried to look nonchalant. "Why not." I was being offered 18 year old Italian boy’s soccer legs, don’t you worry, I was getting a move along. Tommy smiled. "His fucken team mates will blow your mind. All fit wog boys. All cute as hell." I raised my eye brows, I could feel them rise. I was trying to get a mental picture. "You're going to salivate." Tommy laughed. Angelo looks hung in his baggy soccer shorts. Sexy. More like a man than ever I have seen him. And great legs, it was true. Tommy wasn't wrong, about the team mates. A bunch of smiley, cute, sexy, happy, sweaty, enthusiastic, running, jumping wog boys as far as the eye could see. They all seemed nice, too. Friendly, happy guys. Soldier on with Codral. Afterwards we hea...