Gay Erotic Stories

Since I went to swimming classes at the Y at age 6 or 7; I was fascinated by the sight of men, my Dad's age, naked & showering, shaving or dressing. I did not have a bad Dad, I was just attracted to more mature men. They were hairier, (while we basically have what were are going to get by 14 or 15), a man's equipment is grirthier, bigger balls.

The guys also got to shave naked, and many of them were even more hairy. Dang. As a lad, I always wanted to be a man's man.

By luck or force of will, I became a hairy, (good) bearded, big balled man with a penchant for keeping the equipment up and going. For the next 40 years, I visited every locker room and outdoor hot tub I could find. I exercised outdoors, loved doing the fitness courses naked in the early dawn hour or near dusk. I'd do pull ups naked and my boner got harder on each pull up. The sit up bench was more of a problem, after running naked (or in a jock strap) for a mile or so, I'd masturbate and cum on my chest

I still wake up horny at 2 or 3 AM, wearing my jock down to the 5 lane street at the end of the drive. If no one is driving towards me, I'd enjoy stroking my cock and balls right there in the middle of the street, bright street lights above me.

I love the sight of my chest hair which seems to get longer but not really thicker, on my chest. In the summertime, my balls get longer and somewhat interfere with everyday tasks. However, I put on a pair of kakis and pull them to one side or the other. The effect is quite effective; I'm a looker and an exhibitionist.

I love to masturbate - I yam, what I yam. If I meet up with you naked somewhere...it could be interesting. _ Steven