Santiago was a young white Hispanic guy i know. He's tall and thin, and very hairy, at least from what i could see of his arms and legs and what peeks out over his tee shirt collar. I met Santiago at a night class I was taking, and we became study partners. I loved being near him and sometimes I could look up his short sleeves and see his hairy armpits.
He had a musky sensual scent that was arousing. Occasionally I would glance at the natural bulge in his shorts, but never made a move. He was a married guy and I didn't want to scare him away. We got to be pretty good friends and sometimes he would come over and swim in my pool and watch a ballgame while his wife was at work. I loved seeing his dark hairy chest and stomach. As soon as he would leave, I'd jerk off thinking about him.
One day he came over for a swim, and we sat around the pool talking. I commented on how lucky he was to be married and could have all the sex he wanted. He said it had been a while since he had sex like that. I was surprised and asked why. He said he normally doesn't talk about this stuff, but he felt close to me and could tell me things. I asked what was going on. He said he and his wife were having problems, and they haven't had any sex in quite a while.
I asked what kind of problems. He said he wanted sex ever day, and she only wanted it once a week. He said he also liked anal, but she wouldn't do it. I asked if he was having sex with someone else, and he said no. I said that was no good for a guy like him. I asked how he relieved himself, and he made a jerk off motion with his right hand. I told him he should at least get a jerk off buddy because it would feel better that way.
He laughed and said he didn't have a jerk off bud since tenth grade and besides, who would he get? I told him a single guy is always a good bet. He laughed again and said, "Like you?" I laughed back... and asked what was wrong with me doing it? He said nothing was wrong with it, he just never thought of me wanting to do it,. I told him I wouldn't do it for just anyone, but I would wouldn't mind helping a good friend get off, depending on what they wanted me to do.
Santiago looked at me puzzled, like he wasn't sure I was serious and also like he was seriously considering it. I looked at him and said, "well if you decide you want my help, you know how to reach me." Santiago said he was thinking about it. He said its been along time since anyone got him off. I told him I understand. He asked if he would have to get me off too. I said only if he wanted to. I reminded him I was doing this as a friend. He seemed really interested in doing it, but was coming up with excuses why we shouldn't. I asked if he ever had a guy get him off. He said he had a friend when he was 15 who did.
I asked what they did together. Santiago said the guy liked uncut cocks, and in exchange for letting him play with his cock, the guy would suck him off. I asked if he swallowed his cum, and Santiago said the guy loved to swallow. I told him I only would do this for him because we are good friends. He asked how I like to get guys off. I said I leave it up to them. I would do whatever they liked. His cock was starting to get bigger in his swimsuit. He said it could be cool, but he warned me that he shoots very big loads of cum, and it gets pretty messy. I told him that was no problem for me. He smiled and said if I really wanted to do it, to go ahead.
I was forty one at the time and not accustom to travel as I was when I was younger. However, my last supervisor was an asshole not only to me but everyone and I told him so! It soon became his mission in life to transfer me out as soon as possible. The next opening was Durban South Africa so I was transferred there. The company provided me with a rental house. 00 a month.
There was work to do in the garden and the garage needed cleaning There was just too much furniture stored in there. While I sat I noticed a young man walking up my sidewalk. I did not know him. He was dressed in cut off sandals, shirt and a baseball cap. He had dark hair and was about thirty years old. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and asked me if I had some work for him. I did.
I stayed there with a British friend who had worked in the States a few years previously, which put a severe cramp on my sex life as he didn't appreciate me bringing anyone back to his tiny flat in London. So much for the fuck sessions I was hoping for with some hot Europeans.
I had worked hard when I went to university immediately following school, and the results showed when I graduated from the best establishment with the highest distinctions, and Honours in most of my subjects. In fact, I had been the outstanding student that year. Also I had been asked to join the bridge club, which was indeed an honour, and I found that I enjoyed this mind game.
I had been working out all year long and been taking a full school schedule. It was my first year of college and things had been going really well. I had decided to come back and stay with my parents for the summer to save on money. I noticed there was a new neighbor next door who must have moved in after I had graduated from high school. After a run we start talking and decide to work out together.
Now this could be interesting. It was mid July when I joined the new S/S Franklin and crossing the north Atlantic in July can be hot. Most of the crew of 43 either wore cutoff jeans, or nothing at all. The crossing was uneventful, the crew were getting acquainted, sooner or later they would buddy up. Our first port of call was to be Bremen Germany. We were all dog ass tired, turned in.
I was sitting by myself and he was looking for a place to sit but there were no empty seats. He came over to me and asked if he could sit down at my table since every other table was full. I motioned for him to have a seat. He introduced himself as Carlos. I introduced myself and smiled as he sat across from me.
I had begged and pleaded with the residence life staff for a single room, but the dorms were already overcrowded, and they denied my plea. The previous year's roommates had been horrible. They were mean, messy, miserable, and did nothing but make my "home life" a living hell. My new roommate didn't move in until the third week of classes.
He stood there looking like Mr. America. and so boyish in his hair. I loved jacking infront of him. I seldom get hard in front of guys but I had a good hard with him watching. He acted as if he didn't watch at all. I asked if he wanted to see my ass. He nodded yes. I dropped my pants and stood jacking with my ass facing him. I hope he looked at it good and got a hard of his own. He probably did.
The car comes to a complete stop and Daniel, a young man in his mid 20's who is arriving home from a rough day rapidly steps out of his car and frustratingly slams the door shut and began to make his way towards his apartment. Shivering in the cold night air, he fumbles around in his coat pocket trying to find his keys.
This day the weather was marginal, leaving me to wonder if I shouldn't tell my passenger that we would have to wait till morning till the front passes. Besides, he was late, and I was tired, hot, and now annoyed as well. He finally showed up, occupying the passenger seat of a tiny red sports convertible.
one reason because i had to use the bathroom, second reason because i wanted to read the sex writing on the walls an inside the stalls. it was obvious that men were having sex here an sucking eachothers cocks, cause there was date an times, an request, an phone numbers written everywhere.
I moved my hand over to his swimsuit and started feeling his cock and balls through the nylon. He moaned and I felt his cock jump as I felt him. I felt his hairy thighs and stomach before peeling his swimsuit off him. He had a big thick cock surrounded by an incredible bush. I ran my fingers through his bush as I moved his foreskin back and forth. I played with his big balls as I stroked him. I asked if he felt uncomfortable with me handling his cock. He smiled and said, "like you said, we are friends." I got on my knees and licked the head of his cock. He shook as I took his cock in my mouth. I got all seven and a half inches inside me and he watched in amazement as I wrapped my lips around the thick base of his cock.
I gently caressed his balls and his hairy ass as I sucked him moving up and down his shaft. He moaned repeatedly as I moved up and down over his crotch. He held my head and started thrusting in and out of my mouth, faster and harder. He moaned very loudly and I felt him explode in my mouth, dumping a huge load of cum down my throat and in my mouth. When he finished, he sat down and I got up and sat in my chair. As we sat there, I caught my breath as I watched his cock soften. When he caught his breath, he said that was the best blow job he ever had. I smiled and said I aim to please.
Santiago asked if I was available for regular service. I told him I was ready all day, every day, as much as he wants and whatever he wants. He smiled and said I shouldn't make any plans then, because he had a couple of more loads he needed to get rid of before he went home. As he sat there naked, he said he felt funny being naked while I still had my swimsuit on, so I slid it off and sat down. He looked me over and commented that I was pretty smooth. I asked if that was bad, and he said he liked to feel smooth skin.
He shook off his sandals, and extended his hairy leg to my crotch, massaging my cock and balls with his foot. It felt really good and I got hard instantly. I repositioned myself and he moved his other foot to my crotch, and stroked my cock with his feet while I lay there moaning. He said he wanted to see if he could get me off that way, and kept stroking me. My cock throbbed as he used his feet masterfully on my cock. My cock exploded as I shot cum on his feet. I grabbed his foot and licked the cum off it.
Santiago said he liked being with me and asked what else I would do to get him off. I told him my body was his for his pleasure. He smiled and said that was good but we should go to the bedroom for what he had in mind. We went to the bedroom and he felt me all over, gently caressing my smooth skin. I loved feeling his hands on me as ran his fingertips up and down my armpits and chest. He asked me to get on all fours. He got behind me and caressed my smooth ass and the back of my thighs. I felt him slid a finger in my ass, and he said I was a really good friend for helping him this way. I said its a good thing for friends to enjoy each other. He parted my cheeks and I felt him lick my hole. I stroked my cock as he slid his tongue in and out of me and got my hole slippery.
He scooted up close and I felt his body heat and hairy legs. I felt him press his hard cock head against my hole and felt him slide inside me as my ass closed in around his hard shaft. He lay on top of me and I felt his hairy body brush against my back as he thrust his big hard cock in and out of my ass. I moaned loudly as his thick bush moved in and out against my ass. Our sweat mixed as our bodies collided. It felt so good to feel this hot guy inside me. He kissed my neck as he pounded me telling me how much he loved being inside me. He started grunting with each thrust and hugged me tightly as his cock expanded as he shot his warm thick load inside me. He whispered a thank you as he shot his last rope of cum inside me and slid out of my ass. He lay on the bed beside me and I licked his hairy pits as his cum dripped out of me.
I expected him to get dressed and leave quickly, but he lay in bed with me, telling me how much he liked fucking me. I told him I loved feeling him inside me, and hoped he would do it again some time. He put his arm around me and said if I wanted I could be his mistress. I said if it meant he would fuck me, I would love that. He kissed me on the lips and explored my mouth with his tongue as he positioned himself between my legs. He slid his cock inside me slowly and sucked my tits as he fucked me nice and slow for over 20 minutes. After he shot his third load inside me, he kissed me tenderly. He came over regulars and we spent long sessions making love.
My sexual desires are quite normal. Nothing kinky, no animals, but just normal stuff, but I love phone sex. This is the story about me and this 26 year old guy with a fat 10 inch cock!
While I like to give head, the kind of guys that I am attracted to tend to want me to be more passive. Let me describe myself first. I'm 5'10", 185 pounds, and I have brown hair and brown eyes. I have a pretty muscular build and I lift weights 3 times per week to stay in shape. My arms and chest are firm.
Although I'm not really in the closet, I don't advertise myself, either - especially at work - but after three hours of non-stop drinking, I was feeling reckless. After three hours of staring at Craig, the manager of our company store, I was feeling horny, too, especially since I knew he was gay. Well, I was nervous and excited. Anyway, we went back into his office and he started talking.
The Panthers had knocked the Flyers out of the Stanley Cup playoffs. It was almost a shutout, except for one goal on the Flyers' part. Just as I was walking into the locker room, I noticed a few players from the varsity ice hockey team watching me with what looked like evil grins on their faces.
The fellow mentioned is George Jones (honest , but not The George Jones. George was my introduction to sexual bliss while I was in that area, a sort of " country rake " known by one & all if you needed to get a blow job from 'heaven'. that was Georges' specialty, and he was known far & wide there abouts. I didn't know it then, but this was one of Georges' favorite 'pick-up' places.
It was convenient too as I had most of my classes in the building. Here's the story of one of my experiences there. After class one day, I was really horny and needed a hot dick. So, I headed to my favorite hot spot on campus. Walking in I saw that one stall was already occupied. Wait, let me start a bit earlier. There was this guy in one of my classes who was beautiful.
I'm not meaning that he's very good explaining the subjects but that he's a very good shape. Well, he explains OK too. I loved him since the first day I looked at him entering in class. He's very young, only 4 years older than me or so. As, I'm sure, you have guessed yet, I'm a gay boy.
Was studying in the library when Mark decided to sit down next to me. We end up studying together for hours and then he suggest we head over to his place. Some problem with the heating causes his place to be scorching hot. He immediately strips down to just his Champion shorts, popping off his sweatshirt, tee, shoes, and socks. I look at his body.
I'll spread a soft quilt or blanket on the floor so that I have plenty of room to stretch and be free; I want my fantasy lovers to have it all. How about putin' on a porn film, preferably one with young guys, smooth or lightly hairy bodies, athletic, just for some company. Love to see them sucking and fucking; if they're good they can have me, too. Ready to start the fun.
"Arrrrgh, that hurts coach. it hurts!!!!. " But my moans only fueled Coach Johnson's determination as he worked the tennis racquet handle into my tight young ass. He knew these were not moans of pain. they were moans of pleasure, and he had been listening to them for nearly a month now. Oh how my life had changed in that month.
The War itself was over before I was old enough to join up. So, I went to work on the Williamson farm. Now, at age 29, I ran the spread almost single-handed. The 'almost' mentioned above was the Williamson's son, Billy. Although only 16 he was a very willing worker. Billy was small for his age which meant I did the bulk of the work. I liked to be kept busy. Less time for thinking, that way.
Here I was sitting around the house on a Saturday night with nothing to do. There was 37 channels of shit on the TV to choose from. I decided to put on some Rock and Roll and drink a couple of beers, listen to some music and then go to bed. In the middle of the first song, my phone rang.
Kriss feels pretty bold that we will make the red lights. He dares me that I will owe him 100 bucks if we have to stop at the next intersections. He then ups his bet to me owing him a hot night. Hope I lose!
Better than reading.
Get instant access to some narrated sex stories from Erotic Audio.
You will receive more free stories, so use your real email address.
or