I live on Windward Avenue about two blocks from the boardwalk in Venice Beach. California. I had lived there since my lover died, about five years ago. We had been together for 54 years, and now I am alone so every day I walk to the boardwalk just to have something to do.
sci-fi/fantasy
Bahman's Ring
Cuming Home After Soccer Practice
5'10", 135 lbs, red hair (ugh), green eyes. He had just come home from soccer practice and undressed in his room. The full-length mirror showed all of him. Guess I am not too bad, he thought. His chest was smooth and looked pretty strong. His pecs were starting to firm up. His nipples were not very big yet--like Carl--but he figured they would grow some more. He looked further down. More precum.
masturbation
Hot Ski Vacation
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.
college
Lie Back, Relax And Masturbate
My imagination develops the plot while I slowly and lovingly stroke my cock, bringing it gradually to the brink. One afternoon I stripped naked, grabbed some paper towels, and lay back to enjoy another fantasy about mutual jacking. In this one, I was in the hospital for prostate surgery. In real life, I have a slightly swollen prostate as do many 60 year old men, but do not need surgery.
masturbation
School Gang Forces Me To Have Sex With Them
I couldn't and still can't really believe it happened. I live in an entirely Italian neighborhood, complete with your big-shot teen street gangs. Everybody is real cool though, and no-one really messes in anyone else's business. There's just something about a smooth Italian chest that really turns me on.
encounters
Wrestling Hunks
I had just won my tenth match and had gone undefeated for the most part of the season. I had just pinned this handsome devil in 3 minutes flat. And, boy was he a hunk. I'd wrestle this kid anytime, anywhere. And, quite frankly, I wouldn't care if I had lost. But, my mind was on that kid I just beat.
athletic
My Neighbor
While moving in over a 2-day period, I kept noticing this really humpy dude two doors down from my place. He would often be sitting in a chaise lounge, or lying on a blanket on the small strip of grass that runs between the backside of our building and a long, thickly vegetated wooden fence.
beginnings
My Cousin Jared Hits Puberty and We Meet Again
Sure, it had been a while since I'd last seen him. . . maybe a few months, but he was now only a head shorter than me. Of course he'd been growing all along, but puberty sure had hit with a vengeance in those few months since I'd last seen him. Now he was a grown man and I was going to enjoy this!
friendship
Out Of The Gutter
Joey was a 20-year-old homeless man. He turned to prostitution and selling drugs to stay alive. At 35, David was a self-made millionaire. In high school he had made a major invention and turned it into a major empire. David lived alone and had never married. He had a few relationships with women, none had lasted very long and none were satisfying sexually.
beginnings & first time
How I Became A Rent Boy
I was wreathing as his strong rough hands held my hips firmly, preventing me from budging as he rammed home his huge cock. I was yelling for him to take it easy. I wanted the fuck, sure I did - but with some style, not like an animal ready for slaughter. That's how it felt, sore and hurting like hell when he shoved it in so deep. "You asked for it, Pete, lad. "Fifty Quid?" he asked.
encounters
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