Fresh New Start
Everything stank of homosexual sex--even the air itself, which we inhaled after waking up to a cold December evening in Utah. My snot-encrusted canine nose smelled plenty. Outside our frostbitten motel window, the sounds of Crossroads City waking up...
Twinks Across America: Ch. 27 - Arkansas
Twinks in my category of sex partners often needed to fit certain criteria. The biggest and most important one (besides the encounter being consensual, on both our parts) involved him needing to be at least eighteen. Sure, I like to break the rules...