Oldest Gay Beginnings Sex Stories - Page 27

It sits at the base of the cliffs which make up both sides of the Golden Gate into which flows the waters of San Francisco, just to the west (that is, the ocean side) of the Golden Gate Bridge. Baker Beach is a strip of sand at least half a mile long, but never more than a hundred feet deep. One end is the family beach, easily accessible from a paved parking lot.
3.6 3384 words 15 mins

I usually sat on a bench at the edge of the park and visited with people as they passed by. It helped me get over the feeling of being lonely. My divorce was finally over and needed time to think and restore my 35 year old life into some kind of order.
3.4 1808 words 8 mins

The burning fire of his explosion of cum still sending its flames into my body. My thoughts raced through my mind, wondering how this had happened, how I could let another man penetrate me like this, how I allowed myself to be used in such a way.
4.3 2559 words 11 mins interracial

And I had gotten to know all the regulars that shuffle in and out. You'd really be surprised at how few non regular people come into a place like this. The same old farts with their coupons and their special requests. The same business men and women who need it fast and usually have no regard for you.
3.4 3453 words 15 mins

A time when sex was for sale in city parlours. This was an illegal activity so part of the profits went towards bribing the authorities. An evening newspaper published adverts in their Personal columns offering forbidden delights 'down queer street'. Horny punters soon worked out what was on offer and called the advertised telephone number. I worked in one such parlor at the age of 18.
3.6 1831 words 8 mins historical

I've been married for almost 40 years, and have two grown boys, one who's been married for over 4 years. At 5'4", and 140 lbs. , I'm not a big guy, but I'm fit and trim from my regular workouts with weights, exercise, walking, etc. I'm balding somewhat on top, and what hair remains is moderately gray, but my body hair is still mostly black.
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He was angry when I called him, as I knew he would be. For an English professor he sounded trite today. I told him, "What do you think? Out all day, five days a week, hammering and sweating. Real work, unlike some people." Gary had a perverse pride about his lack of formal education. He was smart, though. Smart enough to know how to make me laugh, smart enough to sting with his words.
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I still sometimes don't believe it actually happened. Well, anyway let me tell you the story and you will see what I mean. My name is Karl by the way. I stand about 6'2" tall and I weigh somewhere around 208lbs. I've been told that I'm an attractive man. I guess I can see why. Though I am a very big guy, I have a friendly face and big smile that I don't mind sharing with people.
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I looked up and saw a man standing there smiling at me. I had seen him walking down the sidewalk before and could not help but notice him He was about 45, three or four years older than me. He usually wore a short sleeve shirt and skimpy walking shorts. His arms and legs were hairy and he had a small, neatly trimmed beard.
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The day was about to arrive. Tomorrow afternoon, Friday, he was to fulfill the desire upper most in his mind for the last five weeks. That is, finally see Scott face to face and celebrate his new-found buddy's twenty-third birthday at the same time. It was going to be a ball, a real ball, come to think of it.
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