This latin guy emailed me and said he was willing to teach me. We set up a time to meet on Saturday afternoon. I went to his place and he opened the door. He was naked and hot. He was fairly smooth, His hair was braided and he had a small go-tee. He said to me, "you here to be my slave?" I told him I was and he told me to come in and get naked. He told me to grab my cloths and to follow him.
interracial
Gay Ho Down
The Group Sex Party in the Wool-Shed
I was bored and horny so I decided to accept an party invitation to go out. In our small country town there are no gay nightspots but there is a group of committed studs that put on the occasional function at a secret location. This time Adrian the organizer had decided to have a barn dance out on a sheep property.
friendship
He Said / He Said
K. I'm the villain, here. I want to make that clear. Everything that happened was my fault. I really loved Brad. Love. I love Brad, I never stopped. But, I acted like an ass, and here's what happened: Brad and I met 3 years ago. It was at a bar. We didn't have sex right away, even though we sure wanted to. At least I did. But something about Brad made me want to wait. He said...
beginnings
Out of Town Hook Up
They were both out of town on business and had free time on their hands. Both had recently experienced a sexual awakening. Hank Jefferson had recently started a sexual relationship with a friend, and both had agreed that it wasn't an exclusive relationship. Levi Walker had recently taken a camping trip with some friends and they had screwed around with each other.
encounters
Life At Sea Masturbation and Voyeurism
About two decades ago, I was a young Boatswain's Mate on a relatively small ship (about 3000 tons) in the USCG. Our deployments often took us out for as long a three months, and so a considerable degree of horniness was attained by the crew at large. However, a system had emerged. Not that I didn't catch a couple anyway.
masturbation
Never Would have Believed it
I had messed around with other boys and we did all the usual boy things but I had never been with a man before. My family owned a small automotive/hardware store in eastern Oklahoma. One day this beautiful brown-skinned man came into the store looking to buy a set of tires. He said he couldn't afford anything new, so I go help him find some used ones in the garage.
interracial
June Raindrops Upon His Lips
It looked as if it was about to rain, in fact, pour. I had a very slow piano piece on the stereo and I was looking at the vase of gladiolas, remembering briefly what it was like to be not alone. I tipped my head back and watched the last of the faint sunlight slide across the ceiling and out the window. I closed my eyes to enjoy what little was left of the quiet day.
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Just Another Rainy Night
Already after midnight, I was ready to prowl. The long days work fading into the darkest corner of my mind, anticipating the games that were to come. Just a usual night in the string of nights that make up my life. The rain fell steadily, drops of water hiding my pain. I arrived at the club shortly after 1am, like something out of a Greek legend. As always, it worked.
encounters
College Student Hooks up with Older Married Guy
When I was a sophomore in college, I had hardly fooled around at all with any guys, even though I knew I wanted to. I must never have given off the gay vibe since although I was good looking and had a nice body. I used to working out with my roommates on the varsity crew team. Nobody EVER hit on me, and I was too shy or tense or whatever to put the moves on anyone else.
beginnings
Two Men Fucking Me
I knocked on the door. Two men answer the door with smiles on their faces. They look me down once and then invite me in. They tell me to make myself comfortable in the bedroom. I proceed to lay sideways on the bed. One of them lays down in front of me and the other one lays down in back of me. Bobby is the one in front of me and the other one's name is Dan. It's sooo hard. It felt soooo good.
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