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.
I can remember the first time I ever heard about an all male movie theater, although I knew I was into guys, I couldn't figure out how you could make a porno movie that was all-male. Here I was jerking off to whatever straight porn I could find that had guys in it, and there were fucking movies that had nothing but men fucking! The first time I ever went, I remember cutting school and going to the first one I could find, which has since gone to fuck-flick heaven.
I took a $6000 pay cut at my day job and had to start delivering pizzas to bring in some extra cash. I used to deliver pizzas in college and knew that it was a fun way to make some quick money. (Free food was nice, too!) I went back to work at my old job, at Paul Revere's Pizza in Cedar Rapids. There was a young man working there named Clint. He was about 140 pounds, age 19, and 5'7".
I'm 5'10 and 155 with brown hair and blue eyes. People think that I am in my mid 30s, which is a great compliment to me. I work really hard at being fit. Now Greg is 22, 5'8 145lbs. , brown hair and brown eyes. He's bisexual and inexperienced. We have never met. We only communicate by email and through the Ims. Greg lives across the state from me. We have talked online for about 2 months now.
It turned out that I was fitting doors with a guy named Tony, well at least I would be working inside, that fact and the sight that greeted me when I arrived on the third floor where I was to work really brightened my mood up.
And if you know jocks, we like to wear jockstraps a size too small so that it shows off our ass and supports our pricks. Then there are those like Jack, he doesn't wear a jock at all, just puts on his football pants commando. You would think it hurts, but his prick is so large that the pants do well to support it. He seems to always be mad, so I normally just say 'hi' and walk on by.
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.
Donaldo chats with mediterranean Pedro online. Dreaming of wrestling with him naked. They enter a private room. They talk about their ass, hard cock and hot crotch. Pedro loves to fuck either doggy style or with Donaldo on his back.
Huck Flynn was wrestling with the company accounts but could not concentrate, not only for the noise but for the Huggy Bear of a fellow in a yellow hard hat who kept winking at him. Every time Huck glanced in the mirror, Huggy would tap his hat in a mock salute, toss a salacious wink and cause the frustrated accountant to screw up his sums. no mean feat in bikini briefs. Huggy shrugged.
Now I was about to shower in one of the locker rooms at work. I was conscious of my less than buff body. I'm not a blob, but I do have a little gut, and my buns while they're attractive enough and firm, they aren't rock solid. I was also the only black guy there, making me feel extra self-conscious. As I undressed, glancing around as subtly as possible, fighting off an erection.
It seems that I always enjoyed the thrill of being by myself and being very free to do whatever I wanted to. This especially applied to the dangerous and exciting world of live rock and roll. I was especially looking forward to the concert tonight. They both were over six feet tall and had short hair.
I like it there because they have a free pool table and it's a great way to meet people without having to take them home first. So as I was lining up my shot, I noticed that at the other end of the bar, tucked away in the corner behind the stairs was an old fashioned barber chair and sitting in it was a man with the hugest dick I'd ever seen. It must have been 10 inches.
I saw a guy log on that I had talked on the phone with before. It went well, but then I had to go. So there was this sense of incompleteness, unfinished business, I did not want it to end without starting. He asked how I was. "Horny" was my reply. He seemed interested.
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 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.
His dad had just helped him to move into his room that he would be sharing with another guy for the school year. The guy on the reception desk had told Joey that he would be sharing with a new guy to the school by the name of Sandy. Suddenly the door flew open with a bang. The two guys looked each other up and down. Sandy's track suit revealed a huge package.
I'm 23, 5'4" and had never been with a guy, although like many guys the thought had always appealed to me, and Graham was beginning to sound more and more like the guy who was going to take my cherry. He told me that he had been with a lot of younger lads and would happily fuck me gently, or fuck me hard, depending on how things went. I agreed and told him I would be there by eight that evening.
I was just looking forward to laying my head down on my own pillow. The last leg of my flight was out of Chicago. Of course, the snow was coming down like mad. They announced that all of the flights were cancelled. I had been making small talk with this good looking guy for about an hour before they made the announcement about the cancelled flights. I blushed and thanked him.
It's the hottest place in town. You have to know a member to get in. That's how the management get away with the raunchiest performances that go all the way. We've got to know Mario who works out the routines and the music for his horny stripper guys. He's nearly seventy now but he is young at heart. His routines are the sexiest that I've ever seen or heard about. Dave's a straight Bottom.
You know the type of meeting that goes on forever with a bunch of old men with receeding hairlines. Being a gay man the event was not at all thrilling, i've been so stressed that I will be laid off soon that I have just lost all interest in work. I pull off into what I thought was a visitor center turnbed out to be a truck stop center where the drivers can shower, sleep, park etc.
I had always had fantasies about men. I dreamed and thought about a friend of my fathers, wanting to see him in his briefs or naked. But being a kid, it was pretty tame because I didn't know about "sex". My first time occurred with a best friend of mine, Named Tim.
He came to a bridge over the babbling brook. Underneath that bridge was a troll. When the troll heard the littlest billy goat's hooves clattering on the wooden bridge, he jumped out from under the bridge and stood in front of the little billy goat. "I'm going to eat you all up!"
They bought things on their trip and had them sent home and I received their almost daily deliveries from UPS. The UPS guy was about 23, dark skinned, wiry and dark haired. When the weather started getting warmer, he came to the door in his summer uniform, showing off his hairy arms and legs. He smiled and said the weather was getting warmer and it felt good to be wearing shorts.
Sick of only having been with men who wanted to blow me, I finally find an online date who is into some anal action, but he wants to fuck me and I was never a bottom... before...
At least, I was pretty sure I knew who he was. We'd agreed to meet here to look each other over, and he was dressed as he had described. He glanced around. He must have changed his mind and headed for the door. My heart sank. But then, he stopped about halfway and turned again in my direction. He looked as if he were debating whether to come over. Finally, he headed in my direction.
It had been snowing since the morning and by the time John had got home from work, at least a foot of the white stuff had fallen on the city. The winds had built up since late afternoon and were now driving the snow into large drifts. Few people were venturing outdoors but John was restless (and horny) and just had to get out.
Jared's flight was to arrive at 3:30 and his plane to Europe was to leave three hours later from the international terminal. That gave us enough time to relax and act out some of our nasty fantasies. You see, Jared was a big fan of my stories and we kept in touch trading ideas. He wrote me once to tell me that he would be in my area and suggested we meet.
He's good with his hands. He's an electrician, he makes great bread, he can fold paper into elegant little birds. He runs the lights and sound a couple nights a week at this little theatre. It's always a surprising voice when I hear it, it's warm but sexy.
I ask him if I could touch his body. He says yeah, go ahead. My trembling hands first touch his face. My hands roam across his forehead and then around his deep blue eyes. He stares into mine. I then explore his cheeks, feeling the stubble of beard. Down to his neck, I trace my fingers from one ear to the other, tickling his ear lobes. Now on to his chest.
He was a mid-twenties slacker who wanted to be an underground cartoonist. I'd gotten him a little work at the Ad agency I worked for. He could draw really well, but things were slightly 'off': angst ridden faces wouldn't do for a story board with Sharon Stone exhorting us to buy Crisco Oil.
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