You always know you're in good hands when you're with a friend. And that's just where I was--in the hands of a friend. His name was John, and he was jerking me off really hard! I was on my back on the bed and he was kneeling between my legs with both of his hands clutching my cock. He was rhythmically beating my meat, taking breaks every once in a while to give my ...
I'm Curt. I'm 5'10", 160 lbs, all swimmer's muscle, dark hair + eyes, with a 7" moderately thick shaft. I am 19, and I just discovered I am gay about a year ago. This is the story of my best time. I was at a club in Northern Virginia, and noticed I was being watched by a bunch of hot guys. I grinned at them and nodded my head. They came over, and introduced ...
I was excited to be taking a class again, even though I had just graduated a year ago. I had minored in art, so I had taken life drawing classes before, but I hadn't really done anything "artistic" since I took a job at a large accounting firm shortly after graduation. The night class at the local university was perfect for me -- just a few minutes drive from...
"Look, Glen," Robert said, "if you want me to keep coming around to see you, don't be trying to change me, okay? You're going to have to take me as I am!" I took Robert the only way I could get him---naked as a jay bird climbing in and out of Benny's Jacuzzi. I took my time, little cautious steps while he plodded along slow until I was able to charm him into the first ...
When I moved to a new neighborhood during my late teenage years, I met a guy from down the street. His name was Joel and we became friends. After a couple of weeks, he asked me if I was interested in visiting a clubhouse his friends had in the nearby woods. Sure, I told him. Joel said they may ask me to be initiated if I wanted to keep hanging out w/ him. I figured it was worth...
"After work, some of the guys are going over to Benny's house for dinner," my friend Robert said. "You want to go?' It was a chance at a good meal. Benny was a good cook. Of course, I wanted to go. But five minutes after we arrived at Benny's house, Robert and the other two guys were out of their clothes and kicking back in Benny's backyard jacuzzi. So was Benny after he couldn't...
I had quite a hard days work ahead of me that hot summer afternoon in late July. It had been at least 95 degrees in the sun and I, the fool that I am, offered to work on some landscaping jobs for my uncle. I began the job diligently and effortlessly, cutting lawns and trimming hedges with ease. After only two hours, though, I found my energy completely gone. The heat was...
Tensome, Part I This is a completely fictional story of all male sexuality. If you do not want to read such a story, you should simply stop reading. If you did not want to read another of these disclaimers--too bad, you just have. Do not read the story if it is illegal at that particular location. Take it home with you instead, since it is pretty long. Use a disk....
Tensome, Part II As he pulled his trousers down toward his knees, N'Komo felt how the tension of having his manhood constrained disappeared. He heard someone gasping, and then he stood up again, kicking off his pants and stepping out of them. His throbbing cock was painfully hard, pointing out at an upwards angle from his hips, aiming straight at Ernando's wide ...
Tensome, Part III Josh and Liu were sitting on the floor with their naked legs crossed around each other, hugging and kissing. Markku and N'Komo were standing opposite each other, looking straight into each other's eyes, one huge cock pressed against the other by four eager hands, measuring which one was the longest, the strongest, the thickest, the boldest, the...
I have an ongoing fantasy about taking on 20 or more men at the same time. They treat me to hours of endless sex until I can't take any more. The men are in two equal groups. My night starts by sucking all of the men to hardness and getting a taste of their delicious cocks. When they are all hard, I then lay back and one man slides his cock in my mouth. Another then...
bumper@bwave.com I was drunk. I played my guitar in a redneck bar and I played the blues and sang. The drunker I got, the better I thought I played and it didn't matter because the crowd got drunk right along with me and I could have been playing anything and they would love it. I was in the closet and playing in a redneck bar. Most of the people were alcoholics and it...
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