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Ryan

Hair type: Brown

Ethinicity: Eastern European

Cock Type: Uncut

Set Type: Pictures

Other content: Ryan & Dominic, Ryan 2, Ryan, Ryan & Dominic

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Pictures: 94 | Added: 10-01-2001

Everyone says that parents should wait until their kids have grown up before getting a divorce.

As usual, though, my folks had to be different.

They split when I was just 13 - five years ago - after which my mom bought herself a small apartment on the other side of town.

But because, they said, they didn’t want to disrupt my schooling - as though a divorce hadn’t disrupted it enough! - I had to stay with dad and only visited mom on occasional weekends.

Actually, though they said that was the reason, I happen to know, because I heard them talking - or, rather, shouting - about it, that my dad threatened not to give my mom the money for her new apartment unless she let me stay with him.

That wasn’t, though, because we particularly got on.

“That son of yours is turning into a goddam faggot”, he yelled.

“I’m keeping him here where I can make a real man of him.”

That was, as I say, five years ago and, though I may not have turned into what dad regards as a “real man”, I’ve learned to pass for one well enough to keep him reasonably happy.

I gotta tell you all that, just to fill you in on the essential background stuff. But the story really started last month when my dad went on an out of town bowling tournament.

Because, no doubt, he still worried about what I might get up to in his absence, he arranged for me to stay with mom at her apartment for the weekend.

I knew from past experience that mom and I would argue pretty much all the time - she would expect me to do everything she said, just like I was still 13 or something. Her spare bedroom wasn’t very big either. But I’d stayed there before and knew it would be OK for just a couple of days.

But when I got to mom’s apartment there was an unexpected problem.

Ryan.

Ryan was her neighbour’s son. He was same age as me but, as I knew from past experience, a spoiled brat.

It turned out that mom’s neighbour had to leave town quickly just an hour before because of a sick cousin or something. So she’d dumped Ryan on my mom.

Mom - a woman who’d never managed to cope even when she’d only had me to look after - now found herself with two eighteen year old boys to keep entertained in a small apartment over a long weekend.

So she took some pills and went to bed early.

Ryan and I watched TV for a bit, then went to the room we’d have to share. A room with just one bed, on which Ryan, who’d been in the apartment an hour longer than me, had already made himself completely at home.

 

He stretched out on the covers as though he owned them, looked me straight in the eyes and then, to my complete amazement, said something nice.

“Well, Steve, I guess we’re gonna have to double up.”

You won’t believe this, I know, but before that point in time I’d only thought about Ryan - if at all - as a prize jerk.

But just as my father had the intuition to know that, even at 13, I wasn’t - and will never be - a “real man”, I had the same gift.

And I was starting to feel that Ryan and I might end up having more in common than I’d thought up to now.

We opened up a couple of beers that I’d brought over from dad’s refrigerator and chatted for quite some time. I guess that, because I’d never liked him much before, there was plenty to talk about.

Ryan made himself more comfortable.

First he took off his shirt.

Then, after a while, he loosened his pants. I got a glimpse of a pair of blue briefs underneath. I knew he’d noticed me taking a look.

I was getting pretty hot - in every sense - by now but, as he seemed keen to make the running, I just let him carry on for the time being.

Completely unembarrassed, Ryan soon had his pants off too and was just stretching back on the bed with his arms clasped behind his head. He looked completely desirable - one whole mass of delicious curves from head to toe which literally made my mouth water.

And, glancing once again at his briefs, it looked as though Ryan was probably enjoying himself more than “normal” too.

At that point I thought it was a good idea to go to the bathroom. I wanted to take a leak but, in any case, I needed to rearrange my own pants if I wasn’t going to give away my own interest to Ryan.

For the time being, I wanted to let him go on thinking that he was seducing me.

I can only have been in the bathroom a couple of minutes, but when I got back to the small bedroom I found that he’d really turned up the heat.

Ryan was still stretched out on the bed - soon, of course, and at his suggestion, to be “our” bed - but he’d now tossed aside his briefs.

Not only that, but he’d positioned himself so that his uncut dick and pair of heavy, meaty balls were virtually thrust in my face.

And, with his legs spread wide apart, I could hardly miss the tantalising line of dark brown hair that disappeared between his legs all the way, I guessed, to his butthole.

Unless I’d got the situation completely wrong, this was as close to an invitation to sex as I was likely to get.

Ryan smiled and made way for me as I moved across to join him on the bed.

The pills my mom had taken would make sure she never heard a thing.

In any case, before she’d gone to bed she’d said I should keep Ryan entertained.

And, just for once, I had every intention of doing exactly as she said.

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