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.
About 3am, I heard a noise outside, I looked out and a damn wrecker was attaching to my car. I lived out in the country, I couldn't do without my car! I didn't bother to dress, ran outside in just briefs, and started begging him to leave my car a few more days. I offered him the 40.
From where i come from you don't really see that many people on the streets after dark. I finally ended up with a hotel room close to Grenwich village; a place that i finally thought i could find a safe haven in the gay lifestyle. I checked into room 934 so i could grab a shower, something i needed more than anything at the moment.
Even the silence rings in my ears, measured only by the inscrutable increments if sunrise. As usual boredom set my feet autonomously onto the streets where my mind could wander. Anonymous streets languishing in the loosening tendrils of darkness. A few more streets and turns and I was facing a huge filling station, lights blazing and incongruous like a UFO. He must have been about 25 years old.
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
We had just left a club called the Cubbyhole and I was in a bad mood. We spent the night going from club to club and in that time I only found one fuckable guy. Yeah he was hot and of course I got his digits but come on, one guy in the span of five hours is pathetic. I can do better. I mean just look at me. Not to mention a 9" cock and the mutant power to make you cum with less than a thought.
The huge man had come out of nowhere, bashed his head with a stick, and had run off with Adam's backpack. He stood and swayed for a minute before cursing, wildly and deeply. And then he called the police. The police sergeant took the report and said they may get a result, they may not. In the meantime, Adam was reminded that walking on a dark street alone was a stupid thing to do.
Across the hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. I liked him immensely.
"Beach" is a generous word to describe this place as it's mostly boulders with patches of sand to lay out. There's a series of trails & quite a hike to get to the beach but it can be well worth it. The park rangers occasionally patrol but because the surrounding area is heavily wooded & a lot of action can still take place there.
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 am the most un-feminine or gay acting man that you will ever encounter. Strangely, I always wanted to be the one having a nice large dick sliding in and out of my mouth. I wanted to be the one on my back, legs up in the air and being fucked up my ass. I wanted to be the one having another guy manhandle me and have his way with me, anyway he chooses. They love dominating the dominator.
The dormitory I lived in was a temporary building , with very small individual rooms, and with a community shower on each of the two floors. One of the first people I made friends with was a guy named Tom. We would get together after we were through studying and shoot the bull for about a half hour, then head for the showers. I had bunk beds, and Tommy slept in the upper.
He saw a 24 hour truck stop at the upcoming exit from the interstate and veered off up the ramp. He could get some coffee and something to eat. Maybe that would help get rid of the highway hypnotism. And he would call Sally and tell her that he might not make it tonight. "Well, good luck.
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.
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There was one a few miles from my house so I hoped in my PU and headed there. A couple of cars were parked in front with a couple more on the side in employee parking. As I entered I was greeted by a lad of about 25 and he asked if he could help me. I told him what I needed and he said they were on the south wall toward the back.
He stretched out on the bed on his belly. I stood at the foot and looked down at his strong young body. His ass end was something to see! Long, firm buns with a cleavage so tight it looked like he had never been fucked before. My dick liked the sight, too. It began to twitch in anticipation.
The park was secluded so very few people were ever around. One morning, I saw a guy who looked homeless sleeping on a bench. When he got up, he took off his clothes and swam in the lake. I watched him as he got out and let himself dry off. He had a thick dark bush surrounding a long dangling cock. I slid down my sweat pants and stroked my cock as i watched him. I couldn't take my eyes off him.
I was on the soccer team and knew some of the brothers already from the team. I was really hoping one of those guys would have been my big brother but that's not how it worked. I got Erik as my big brother. Erik wasn't on the soccer team. he was one of only 3 brothers who was on the football team. He was the first guy I had sex with in the frat house.
Marc is 28 and a fine hunk of man. He works out at a local gym keeping his body in fine tune. He has a large chest and broad shoulders. His ass is round and tight which he shows off wearing tight blue jeans. I love for him to be shirtless and just wearing his jeans. Sometimes I just rip them off and blow him from being turned on by seeing him this way. Marc and I talk a lot about our fantasies.
Sitting down to eat my meager meal after work one day the phone rings. I pick it up with my customary improvised macho "Hello. " "Good evening Mr. Collins, I'm calling from the American Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. " "I see, I replied in less than macho voice already kicking myself for not having the moxy to just tell him to piss off.
I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist, hoping that the only thing he saw was my naked ass. It was no use to run, even though it was the sensible thing to do, given a choice between fight or flight. The football game ended at least 2 hours earlier and I had just finished drying the last batch of towels before deciding to take a shower myself. I was certain that it would hurt. Kiss his balls.
Damn! After a two hour workout, my arms and legs ached; all I wanted was to get home, take a hot shower and collapse in front of the television. I pulled into the first service station I came across and pulled up to the "Full Service" island. I was exhausted and in no mood to pump my own gas. Sitting behind the wheel, I watched as the husky attendant came jogging up to my car.
Today is different. I want to take all three guys myself. I want to feel their hot meat slam inside me as sweat drips off their hairy bodies. We all meet for lunch in my office. I lock the door and smile at all three of them. I get on the floor on my knees and motion for Jon to come over to me. He puts his crotch in my face and smile and pull down his zipper. They stop and move closer to me.
It was my old friend Paul who I was expecting to accompany me that evening. I'm in my thirties but I'm still rather trim and handsome and I have a wide circle of gay friends. None of my friends could come so I decided to go alone and I dressed up in my smartest suit and drove to the railway station and took the train into London.
At a gay bar a guy walks up and asks me "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?". I tell him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night since I had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht.
Another wave crashed over my head sending me tumbling under the water, as my naked body rolled close to the sand I wondered if I was cut out for these nudist beaches - again I could feel my cock start to swell as the currents pulled at my body. Jesus, I was getting another erection, being naked in the hot sun and being here on this out of the way beach was enough to get me horny.
I have a lot of fantasies about having sex with other guys, and last night I finally did it. Here's how it was. My friend Alan came over and we got talking about how horny we are. Alan is 18 like me and we met when we were at school. He's about 5'10" and he has blond hair and blue eyes. I'm taller than him and I have dark hair.
Little did they know they can't satisfy the desires that I often have. Like straight guys, I also enjoy the company of men, hanging out, talking, doing normal guy things together. In my late 20's, I'm a beefy, solid kinda guy--broad shoulders and nice arms and pecs tapering to nice waist. Not a gym rat, just a normal jock. I needed more. Then it happened.
While there, I called an old friend, Steve, to go out for dinner. He was glad to hear from me and we agreed that he would pick me up at my hotel that evening. When Steve picked me up, I couldn't believe how great he looked. He had taken a job at a health club and was in perfect shape. Steve took me to an amazing Caribbean restaurant, and we enjoyed catching up.
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