Out on the northernmost part of San Francisco, there's a nude beach called Land's End. "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.
It was still early in the afternoon & I was packing up to go home--I'd been laying out for several hours & the sun's heat practically radiated off of me. I tossed a baseball cap over my flattop, packed my backpack &, wearing only a pair of black nylon shorts & sneakers, began my hike back to my car.
As I made my way through the woods, I noted there were a few men cruising-- there was even a fairly hot guy leaning against a tree totally naked whacking off! I didn't hang around to cruise as I had plans for the rest of the day.
As I got to the deeper part of the woods, I noticed standing off to the side of the trail a big man wearing cut-offs & a tank top. When I got closer to him, I couldn't help giving him the once over: he was a little taller than my 5' 8" but lot stockier. He had short dark brown hair flecked with grey, a thick moustache & about three days growth of beard. What really struck me were his dark intense eyes; they were beautiful! So here I was in the woods with this hairy heavy-set daddy...I had a full afternoon of errands & chores to take care of so I knew I couldn't do anything. Oh well, he was prime material for a hot jerk-off fantasy later!
When I got up even closer to him to pass by, however, all rational thought left my head. He was even more of a stud than I could have hoped for! I probably was staring at him with my mouth hanging open because he gave me a smile that was sweet & lewd at the same time. He cupped his hairy left tit with his hand & gave it a squeeze, winked at me then turned around & headed into the bushes. He didn't even glance back to see if I was following him; he knew that I was after him like a lost puppy--my afternoon plans completely forgotten. As I trailed him, I held my pack in front of my straining shorts. He led me deeper into the brush until we came across a clearing that was private. I walked up to him nervous as hell but equally horny.
The mid-day sun had both of us slick with sweat although I know that a lot of my sweat was from excitement. He pulled his loose shirt off his bulky frame & I caught a whiff of his pungent armpits. His dark brown pelt was plastered to his stocky body; his solid hairy belly heaved as he unbuttoned his cut-offs & let them drop around his ankles. He stood before me gloriously naked except for his shoes. I was so excited I practically vibrated...I couldn't wait to lick every square inch of his bull-like body & shove that thick straining cock up my twitching ass hole but I sensed this hunk wanted to take his time--he deserved slow reverential treatment & I was more than willing to worship this hirsute stud for as long as he'd let me.
I pulled my beach blanket out of my backpack & spread it out in the clearing then, still on my knees, I looked up at him with sex-starved eyes. He ambled over to me & stood towering over me with his huge arms crossed & that wicked smile on his handsome face. I moved aside as he pulled off his shoes & socks then slowly lay back on the blanket with his hands behind his head & his huge chunky legs splayed out forming a hairy vee as his drooling fat prick thickened & stretched towards his belly button.
Since I worked during the day I took night classes and on this night I attended my Humanities class, when class was over I didn't feel like going home so I stopped by the liquor store and picked up a six pack of beer. I went driving around going nowhere in particular, and soon found myself way out of town.
We have different security guards who work different days of the week. Well, on Thursdays, there is the absolutely gorgeous black man who works from 4pm to midnight, the same shift I work. I will describe him: he is about 6 feet tall, very muscular, and he has a very tight uniform to where his muscles are bulging at the seams. And he has a huge bulge between his legs, and has a really tight butt.
Luke is 20 and comes from a money family. I think it was his dad's influence that got him into college. It sure wasn't Luke's brains. A typical dumb jock, it was amazing he ever made it even to his junior year of college, yet somehow he did. Listening to me, you probably think I hate Luke. Nothing could be further from the truth. Yeah, he's basically a macho pig, but a cute one.
Bogey could only look forward to Friday! He was tall, 6' 1" a solid 220 pounds of former college line-backer. Bogey was furry; hairs curling out of his open shirt collar and his sleeves. He had a short but flat top in mixed salt & pepper. Bogey's nuts ached. It had been DAYS since he had shot a load. On Friday he was going to an all male camp and looked forwared to sucking and fucking like crazy.
The saggy tits, no ass, basic shuffle to their walk, and other behaviors that we all know that accompany men of the elderly group. I guess there's that part in all of us where attitude rears its ugly little head and it has always done so with me. Seniors and fat men just could never get my balls burning. It seems that since I made the shift I have more opportunities with all sorts of men.
I got there early, the auto center was open before the stores opened. I was stuck waiting in the mall with the early morning "mall walkers". A strange group of johnny-come-lately health nuts, there on doctors' orders. Sort of an all-American McDonald's kid type. "Intense. " I liked his teen talk.
for a little fun and games. This is the story of my last trip there this past May. My flight was late, as usual, so I didn't get into the theatre until after 10:00 pm. Didn't really matter as there was not much activity happening. I went to both rooms showing videos and watched each for a short period and also checked out the men who were there. He was a talented cocksucker.
It was alot of fun and a great opportunity to meet people. After I left for USC and schooling there, I continued my interest in skiing. USC had a ski club and I was an active member. During my junior year, me and a couple of class mates decided to spend our x-mas vacation at Telluride in Colorado instead of with our families at our respective homes. m. Our room was really just that.
We had met in high school, we were on the same basketball team. When the whole team would shower I would try not to look at their, you know, dicks but I really had no interest in the other teammates, Rudy was by far the most good-looking guy I had ever seen! Blue eyes, light brown hair, a great face, and a nice body to go with it! He was probably about 6' 1.
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.
He liked the look of his pee coming out, he liked the feel of it exiting his body, the feel of his bladder loosening and his muscles relaxing. The water made a dark spot on the tree in front of him and flowed down the trunk pooling up by the roots. He started pumping his meat slowly.
I haven't been to one in a while, and besides, I hadn't seen the friends in a while, either, so I figured, what the hell. After a bit, I decided to use the john. Like every hotel, the Penta had a reputation as having a couple of bathrooms where stuff went on, but I didn't expect anything, considering the nature of the event. I stroked and looked back, to show that I was interested.
Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
My eyes followed as he moved and began to lift the weights. Pretty impressive. He was pretty strong, stronger than me. I noticed his shoulder were also broader than mine, though it was difficult to say for sure with his loose clothes. I wanted to get to know him.
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.
I report for my first day at the construction site. I head over to the site manager's cabin, to see what I should do. The site manager tells me that he will get one of the lads to show me around and that I would be able to poke about here, there and everywhere.
Generally, we would go to the away games and come back in the same day, but once in a while we'd have to stay overnight, if it was too long a drive. I was on the varsity team as a freshman, quite a feat, but had become quite good since playing for about 12 years. We left early Saturday morning for an early afternoon game, which, after a 4 hour drive, would leave us a few hours to practice.
Often we are unable to see everywhere a decision takes us; other times we choose not to see so we can freely experience all that life has to offer. We are too complex. A triumphant and primal experience may lead down a road of distance from the commitments that are ultimately most important to us.
Still on my knees, I grabbed my bottle of suntan oil & started to massage his thick shoulders & that fur-covered barrel chest. He let out a low growl as I poured more warm oil all over his hard belly & crotch then began kneading the rest of his massive body. I purposely bypassed his cockmeat to oil & massage his legs & worked my way down to his big sexy feet. As I rubbed his right foot, I raised it to my lips, kissed the sole then slipped his big toe into my wet mouth. Another horny moan rumbled out of him & his dick twitched while I continued to suck & nibble each toe while running my hands along the backs of his legs towards his sweat slick pucker hole.
Releasing his foot, I continued exploring his body with my hands: I worked my oily fingers back up to his shoulders & massaged his arms. I re-greased my hands then began to roughly tickle & pull at the dark swirls of fur in his armpits. He smelled strong & manly as my tongue shot into the dense dark forst of curls & lapped up the briny sweat from his pits.
He was enjoying the treatment--he remained completely passive but continued to groan in that sexy baritone while I gave his gorgeous body a complete massage & tongue bath. I began to zero in on his hot crotch & thick cock with my hands & mouth. Grabbing his huge fuzzy balls in one hand, I pulled them downward making his engorged dick jump up then slap wetly against his oily belly. Pre-cum oozed out of the purple head & with a lusty moan I slowly engulfed his burning cockmeat into my hungry mouth. He let out another loud growl & with complete abandon I began to deep-throat that veiny uncut sausage. I released his greasy ball sack & let my slippery fingers delve towards his hairy crack...with that thick meatstick planted firmly down my throat, I tickled his furry pucker for a moment then slowly wormed one finger into his oiled manhole.
He encouraged the finger fucking by spreading his legs even further apart & I took advantage by slowly pulling my thick finger out then shoving two digits into his burning hole. He was rumbling a steady stream of moans & I knew that I would be getting my first taste of bull cream real soon: I shoved both fingers as deeply into that greasy pucker as I could & felt his ass ring tighten then felt his already straining dick swell in my mouth & blast its first shot down my gullet. I backed up quickly so only the swollen head was in my mouth & let his salty milk fill my mouth. I savored his cum & swallowed each spurt hungrily.
As he came down from his orgasm, I slipped my fingers out of his hairy butt. I continued to suck & lap at his dick & balls while he lay back panting with his eyes closed. He didn't pull away so I continued to run my tongue the length of his fat tube steak. I sensed a twinge in his meat then realized with delight that he was thickening into another firm hard-on. As I continued to lap at his cock, I once again ran my hands all over his slick, sun-warmed body. His massive frame was a complete turn-on for me & I pulled out all the stops: I suctioned his prick back to full hardness then released it & began chomping on his furry nutsack.
Slowly, he sat up then got to his feet while I continued to nibble & slurp at his dick & balls. He looked down at me on my knees as I continued to worship his body. We made eye contact & held our gaze as he once again gave me that sexy lewd smile. Somehow I knew what he wanted & I was more than willing to oblige my hirsute god. Releasing his cock, I laid back on the blanket with my straining cock sticking straight up.
He stood with one foot on either side of my head then slowly descended until he was squatting over me with that moist furry pink hole spread open just inches above my hungry mouth. He grabbed the suntan oil & began to pinch & rub my chest & nipples as I stuck out my tongue & lightly made contact with that sweaty hole. He again moaned loudly--I knew this was a hot spot for him. Lifting my head, I alternately teased his crack with my moustache & eager tongue. Tasting the hairs between his cheeks, I circled his twitching hole with my fat wet tongue while a steady growl rumbled out of his hairy gut. I reached up & placed my hands on his hips & guided him lower until his musty ass completely covered my face as I plunged the entire length of my tongue deeply into his manhole.
I was so engrossed in feasting on his butt that when I felt his moist lips wrap around my aching dick I practically jumped. He expertly devoured my cock & soon had me panting & tongue-fucking his asshole with a vengance. I flet his mouth release my dick then felt him sit firmly back onto my face. I jammed my tongue even deeper into him getting a good taste of buttbeef then felt my chest being splattered with boiling hot jism. He bounced his chunky ass on my face as he whacked himself off & covered my chest & stomach with his steamy load. I continued to eat out his ass until he heaved himself off of me. I lay there panting & staring up at him as he leaned down to shove his tongue into my panting mouth.
We hungrily kissed for a few minutes before he broke away, grabbed the nearly empty bottle of sun-tan oil & lubed my nearly bursting meat. I thought he was going to jerk me off but after a few strokes he suddenly spun around & quickly engulfed my burning rod up his hot butch asshole! I was insane with lust as I slammed up into that meaty rump. He fucked himself on my cock -- it only took a few seconds before I was shooting my pent up load into his hairy clutching chute. As I fucked him & emptied my jizz into his ass, he scooped up the globs of cum he shot onto my chest with his thick fingers & shoved them into my mouth. As my spasms ebbed I continued to nurse on his cum-covered fingers. We stayed that way for several minutes: him sitting on my still solid dick while he continued to feed me his ball juice.
As we slowly worked our way back to the main path, I leaned against his strong solid body. We made our way back to the parking lot & when we reached his car we stared silently at one another. He finally spoke--our first exchange of words--& asked me what my name was. When I told him my friends call me Buddy, he spoke the words I was hoping to hear: "Well Buddy, you wanna continue this back at my place?"
He had broad shoulders and medium-cut hair. He was talk, dark and handsome. However his most striking feature was his big and thick cock. He was a poor Indian construction worker, who sweated all day in the hot sun to earn just enough to cover his own bare necessities. At 22 years old, Abdullah had already had sex with lots of men.
On my way home I would pass a K-Mart that almost always had some kind of action going. I'd been having sex with guys for a couple of years already, and at the time of this incident, I was a sophomore in college. I had an average build, standing at 5'7", a little afro, yea, I'm black, a cute face and "bed-room" eyes as they say.
For a long time since my first having sex with a man, I had been fantasizing about being with different men. I never have chose to label myself as either gay or straight, but always tried to keep my adventures my secret. One night, after a party, I wasn't in the mood to sleep, so I bumped around on-line for a while. Eventually I found my way into the local gay chat room.
Lately I had been spending as much time on my asshole as I had been working on my cock. There is nothing sweeter for me then when I finger fuck myself and I had been using the long, cock sized handle I had taken from a small garden tool.
I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
So I figured I'd just check it out. I went to some particularly wooded but obvious fuck fest type locations. No luck. I came across one area that was open but had a canopy of trees and completely surrounded by the trees to make it a natural privacy area. I pulled out my cock and started to jack off a little. Man I wish I had that guy on top of me. I stopped and said nothing.
I knew & so did you. You couldn't make it easy for for me could you, Stud? You had to strut around, and make a big show of kissing as many girls as you could get yr hands on before coming my way.
I really wanted to have sex with a black guy, but I never had the opportunity. I hang with black guys, but they are all straight. I love cock. I met Leon through these same friends of mine at a barbecue. He was somehow related to one the guys I hang out with. He was six foot two and weighed about 200 lbs. He was very built and had dreads in his hair which was a major turn on.
We had met in high school, we were on the same basketball team. When the whole team would shower I would try not to look at their, you know, dicks but I really had no interest in the other teammates, Rudy was by far the most good-looking guy I had ever seen! Blue eyes, light brown hair, a great face, and a nice body to go with it! He was probably about 6' 1.
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.
Working as a flight attendent from New York to Frankfurt I notice this passenger. He was so handsome-tall, brown hair, high-cheek boned with deep blue eyes and manly tanned face. His moustache accented his perfect smile.
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.
I had to get some miles to lose all the party pounds that I've gained during the week end. Not that I was a slob or anything, gyming 4 times a week. However, I just wanted to sweat. I was wearing a drifit singlet with black running shorts with high slits at the side. I'm on the muscular side as oppose to the lean build, but love to show off my ripped tighs. I ran by the beach near my place.
I am secretly gay, but am too scared to tell anyone, as our society today would basically pummel me if I was to come out. So my fantasies stay to myself, and I talk to no one. I'm a very quiet kid, lots of friends, surprisingly mostly girls, but I'm majorly in love with two of my best guy friends. Greg and Matt. Greg is a junior, 145 pounds, 6' or so. Well that's where the fun started.
In this story the waterpolo stud and I learn how important it is to be able to kiss the guy you love, hold hands and of course have passionate love. Playing with each others cocks is also part of what makes life a dream come true.
It wasn't as easy to find someone as I thought. There were many who seemed just to want to talk, exchange pictures and naughty cams on MSN. I almost gave up hope when about three times I arranged to meet someone and they didn't turn up. I felt absolutely gutted and realized I had been taken for a ride, that they were only using me on the net for their own kinky ends.
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.
Of course there was the typical teenage period when he became a bit secretive, but he gradually learned that getting caught wanking would not get him into trouble, and when he was found out smoking dope, his punishment was more understanding than he had expected. As a result, he doesn't seem to have a problem asking me about things like the best way to shave his balls.
It was a small town movie house, the only one in town. A local family ran it, two elderly sisters, one middle aged brother. By this time the theater wasn't for first line movies. these you had to go to see two towns over, but they did still show double headers of good movies. This incident happened on the first night I went there.
You slept very late after yesteday's hike, and now you walk to the showers, enjoying the mingled smells of balsam and fir, wood smoke and frying bacon. The building housing the showers is small. There are only two stalls and a reversible sign on the door for Men or Women. You knock on the door, getting no answer, you go in.
My new god my priest. I had sex at a funeral home. Exciting scary but oh so good. After getting caught fucking inside a empty casket with another man by the preacher I was in the biggest journey of my young life.
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