I slowly sit up in bed and glance at the alarm clock on the bed side dresser; two o'clock. Great, I think as I pull myself out of bed, I've gotten three whole hours of sleep and I'm not exactly thrilled about it. I walk down the hall to the bedroom at the end of the hall and walk in, flicking on the light. I roll my eyes as I walk over to the crib and pick the baby up. "Shhh. I gotcha.
relationship
Dealing With It
Fantasy And Reality
I have always had feelings that I was bi-sexual and have often fantasized about sex with other men but have never touched or been touched by a man. Well, fantasy met reality in a very strange way yesterday. On arriving home from work I noticed the door on the boat was unlocked. Since I often leave the door open this was not a big concern.
encounters
A Bet Is A Bet So I Need To Get Fucked By 7 Guys
To make a long story short I ended up getting fucked for the first time by seven guys: Jake, Mike, Josh, Matt, Ethan, Andrew, and Dan. Jake I guess you could say was the leader of the group. We were freshmen in college and the eight of us were suite mates. Four of us on one side; four on the other sharing a common room and a communal style bathroom.
college
Bob's Shelter
As a boy he grew up in a small town. The suburb he lived in with his parents was near a nudist beach. As a child he went down the beach playing in the water with his brother and friends. When he was around the age of 13. He soon understood that guys walked around naked and occasionally women would sun bake naked too.
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Larry's Penis In My Hand
His warm fingers were wrapped around mine, and the excitement was electric. We were doing something supremely arousing, and really enjoying it. Larry was my age, mid-30s, and we'd known each other for years. In fact, we and our wives had often had dinner together, eating out or at one of our homes.
friendship
Filthy Business
They all tend to be white-collar business types; men in their late thirties to early fifties; stressed to the max with their "str8" careers and "st8" lives with very little free time to indulge in their real fetishes. These suits are always watching the clock, always racing to appointments, but also anxious for sex and always living double lives; your typical American male masochist.
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Double Time
I got a little bored and started cruising the internet for a while when I got an email from a gay couple. I checked out their photos and they were nice looking guys. They had good bodies and average packages and since I was bored I thought what the hell. I had never been with someone who was out right gay and these guys looked like fun. As I drove, the possibilities started to churn in my head.
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At The Adonis
It's funny that the so-called express bus actually takes longer than the subway, and costs $3. 50 to boot! Not only that, but I invariably get some huge woman who hasn't seen her feet in years sitting next to me, whether there's room or not. No, I thought, I just don't feel like going home, but I couldn't decide what to do.
encounters
Canarsie Pier
This being Labor Day -- the last weekend of summer -- I decided I ought to get down there or spend all winter kicking myself in the ass for not going! I procrastinated most of the evening, but finally got myself in gear about one in the morning. I got in the car, and after a very quick drive -- I live maybe a half a mile from the place -- I was there.
encounters
At The Doctor's Chamber
So, I took an appointment with a new doctor in our neighbourhood. He was in his late 30s. So, after the x-ray, blood samples, I enter the doctor's chamber. The Doc checks me out and asks me to open my shirt and vest and lie down, which I think a bit unusual. He comes over and with asks me to breathe deeply while he ran his stethoscope over my chest.
beginnings