When Carl woke up he was in the house alone his parents had left for work about a half hour ago. As he lay in bed rubbing his straining hardon, he thought about what he could do today to pass the time. Summers can get pretty boring when you live in the rural south. Beale County South Carolina was no exception. His best buddy David was gone to camp for a couple of weeks and there was no other friends nearby and he didn't have a car to go anywhere.
"Fuck, I might as well go fishing" Carl said to himself. Carl got up showered then gulped down some corn flakes. While he was getting his fishing pole and his bike to ride down to boggy creek he remembered that Donnell lived down the road and he might be home. Carl and Donnell never really hung out much together even though they didn't live that far from each other. One reason was Donnell looked like he was 16 and the other reason was because Donnell was black. Even though this was the 90's blacks still had their own world and white's had their own world. The two worlds rarely mixed.
Carl decided to give Donnell a call anyway to see if he wanted to go fishing
I joined the Marine Corps at the end of my junior year. Delayed entry program. I'd had plenty of time to think about it and as the time drew near, I desperately wanted to get out of it. But the alternative was to stay in my home town. I chose to go to boot camp. It was my worst nightmare come to life. Up until then, I'd lived a life of relative ease.
I have not come out as yet being afraid of how to cope with the small minded community. A friend Paul told me about a sauna that was only for gay men I said that I could never go to a sauna on my own he told me not to worry as he would chum me. Well I was excited of the prospect but I had never had any dealings with Paul and I said that I would think about it.
I grabbed a beach towel and took off in my car. When I got there, I found his secluded little road and followed it to this huge sand dune near the ocean. No one was around but me, and I lay on my back and decided to take a nap. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew I was staring at the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I looked up further and I was now looking at a young-looking dude.
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.
Ha. I didn't believe him. Most men moan whenever having sex. In fact, according to my knowledge, every man and woman moans during sex, right? I could be wrong, but I knew he, of all people, was a moaner in bed. I knew it, because I'd always hear him moaning when he was in the bathroom masturbating. Even with the shower on, I could still hear him moan. So my roommate was a liar.
Every morning I would walk on the beach, and during the afternoon I would wander under the boardwalk, quite a different world, especially with the beach being in NYC. One Saturday morning I was wandering around under the walk in a fairly well populated area.
It happened only two years ago (I am a junior now) but it seems like a very long time in terms of how far I have come along since then. In high school, I had played sports. Baseball season was my favorite, and I thoroughly enjoyed every aspect of the sport (not least of all the great view I was afforded after practice in the showers and locker room). But, I did not do anything about it.
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.
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.
How the hell did he let himself get all out of shape? It is bad enough being gay at 63, but being gay and fat is a death knell. So he bit the bullet and headed for the YMCA. What a great facility. The only downside was that the boys had their own locker room. That was okay because Denny didn't like the idea of being behind bars. The trainer agreed and they planned a workout schedule.
I was running in The Four by Hundred and Ten Yards Sprint Relay, the last track event of the afternoon. By the time that we got on the track most of the crowd and competitors had already gone home, the weather was so bad. I was running the second leg, so after the gun went off, I waited for my team mate to pass me the baton. When he did, I ran with the rain in my face making it difficult to see.
I barely even knew the guy; he was my brother's roommate. His name was Tim and my brother threw a going away party for him. He was starting college and would be moving out next week. Although I didn't know him very well, I knew I would miss him. It was quite a party.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go fishing", Carl said nervously
"I got to fishing poles here and nobody else to go with" said Carl
Donnell thought then answered, " Well........... ok that'll be cool with me I'm not doing shit anyway"
"Cool!!! ".......I'll be there in a few minutes on my bike, Carl said excitedly
Carl had always noticed Donnell in school. while he hung out with mostly other blacks he was still friendly to whites and seemed to get along with everybody. Donnell was popular cause he was on the football team. Donnell also had a great body and the girls loved him. The guys envied him. The guys envied him because he was so popular and because he was hung like a horse. One of Carl's friends told him that he had gym with Donnell and the other guys tried not to stare in the shower. It looked like Donnell's dick was at least 8 1/2 inches his friend trey had told him. The rest of his bod was pretty nice to, rippling muscles on his stomach and a nice muscular chest, with a tight looking muscular butt.
Carl rod e down to Donnell's house and called out, " hey Donnell!"
Donnell came out with no shirt on and cut offs. His black skin was glistening in the sunlight and it made his muscles stand out. Something else also caught Carl's attention, the bulge in Donnell's crotch. Carl had never really looked at a guys bulge like that before. But, for some reason Donnell made him take notice.
"Hop on the handlebars Donnell I'll ride ya down to the creek", yelled Carl
Donnell hopped on and held the poles in his hands. They reached the creek in about 5 minutes.
"I know a cool place that's isolated and nobody fucks with ya while fishin'" Donnell told Carl.
"ok, cool" Carl said, and followed Donnell through the thick woods along the creek. The spot they reached was really isolated by the trees and undergrowth
"Lets sit here and see what we catch", said Donnell
"Cool with me", replied Carl
Carl couldn't help looking at Donnell's body. Donnell had muscles rippling all over his body and the sweat on his black skin made them glisten and stand out like they were oiled. The bulge in Donnell's pants seemed like it concealed a swollen grapefruit. Carl was strangely drawn to sight of this black stud.
After a hour of fishing and no luck for either of them, Donnell said, "Fuck it man, this is a waste there ain't shit in this creek !"
"I think your right, "said Carl
"Its so fucking hot.........lets take a swim" Donnell told Carl
"You not scared to skinny dip are ya?", asked Donnell
"Hell no!" Carl returned
Oh damn Carl thought I'm gona get to see this black hunk naked. He could feel his own dick stirring at the thought. Donnell pulled down his pants. What Carl saw almost made him swallow his tongue. Donnell's cock hung between his legs like a black snake. The head of his dick was enormous and glistened with its purple head in the sunlight. Donnell's balls hung like two apples in his nutsack. Not only was his dick long but it was fat.....he couldn't even imagine what it looked like hard. He almost felt embarrassed to take off his clothes and show his 5". But he sighed and whisked off his shirt and yanked his pants down. Donnell stared briefly at him and then ran and jumped in the creek. Carl followed and jumped in behind him.
"Aw shit this water is cold!" yelled Carl
" yeah man but it feels so good!" Donnell shot back
They horsed around for almost 15 minutes.........diving and grabbing at each other. On one of Donnell's playful grabs he accidentally or at least it seemed that way grabbed Carl's cock. Carl was so embarrassed. Carl was also turned on by Donnell's hand on his dick. Carl tried to control himself but he got a raging hardon. No matter how he tried to think about something else his dick would not go soft. Then Donnell said, "hey lets get out and go back" Carl still had a hard dick and didn't want to get out of the water. Donnell got out of the water. Since he thought he would seem sorta weird staying in...........Carl got out to. Carl's boner was throbbing and bobbing when he got out the water. Donnell stared at him
"Damn dude swimming gets you all excited" Donnell giggled.
Carl turned bright red with embarrassment. But then he noticed something.........Donnell's donkey dick was starting to grow! Carl just stared while Donnell's massive cock grew like it was being pumped up. Donnell's dick got hard as a rock. A rock that looked like all of 9" with veins bulging and a big juicy purple head.
It was a humid day, not uncomfortable but warm enough for me to be wearing just a baggy t-shirt and a pair of jeans cut off at the knees. When the doorbell rang I'd just finished getting something to eat and I was standing in the toilet taking a piss. I yelled to give me a sec in the direction of the door, leaning back slightly so I could see around the staircase and work out who it was.
Paul meets a well muscled man with dark hair, broad shoulders, perfect V-shape body and tight firm buttocks. He can not wait to get himself some of that.
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.
I went to a mens room at the end of the mall, that didn't get much traffic. The place was empty so I sat in the last stall which luckily had a large glory hole. I was sitting there for a few minutes when I heard the mens room door open. Someone came in and walked toward the stalls and entered the stall next to mine. I watched through the hole as he pulled down his pants and boxers. I said yeah.
Calvin was a new student, bussed in from another neighborhood. Timothy grew up in the spacious affluent suburbs, while Calvin grew up in the hot and horny crowded inner-city -- but they both quickly realized that they shared the same interests in video games, music videos and girls. It didn't take long for Timothy to invite Calvin to come to his house one day afterschool. Timothy led the way.
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.
There were 12 of us altogether, mom, dad, 6 boys and 4 girls. Both mom and dad worked hard to keep us well fed, comfortably housed and properly clothed, but there wasn't a whole lot left over to put aside for college educations. That wasn't enough to pay for four years, but it was a start. With student loans, grants and a work-study program it would be enough. Sure I knew I was gay.
Well, not everybody, but still, I'm having to push people away pretty quick - because of my other problem, which is I'm excitable, and it's not long before I come unless I take steps to slow things down.
My sexual desires are quite normal. Nothing kinky, no animals, but just normal stuff, but I love phone sex. This is the story about me and this 26 year old guy with a fat 10 inch cock!
Usually there's a guy in each car, usually older, usually drinking and scoping out the trickle of truckers in and out. But tonight, all but one car was empty and since it was a chilly night, there was only one place they could all be. I parked, got out, walked in. None of the above.
I was sitting in my room flipping the channels looking for something good on. I was so bored, there was nothing to do. I was home alone because my parents went up North for the weekend and left me to take care of the cats. I went downstairs and got something to eat. I started making a sandwich, and I heard the doorbell ring. Who could that be I thought to myself.
Her new man was already living at her place along with his twenty-three year old son, Jason, who would soon be my step-brother. I was pleased for her. She had been lonely for a long time after dad had died and I had left home to take a job in New Jersey soon after. I asked my mom what my step-brother-to-be was like and she told he was a jock and he was into body building and wrestling.
It was in high school and in gym class we were having wrestling sessions. I had the misfortune of being assigned to wrestle a black guy who resembled a human Mack truck, big all over, and strong as a forklift. I don't remember his name, but I do remember how powerful he was, and how he allowed me to expend all of my strength before he started to seriously grapple with me.
That would include cleaning tables in the dining room, washing dishes or sweeping and mopping the floors. One of my assistants hired a 18 year old black boy named Dontazz. I had seen him a few times, but had never actually worked with him. Dontazz worked nights and I worked days. I was just getting off work and went into the bathroom before leaving. It's eight inches long when it's soft.
Puberty never really kicked in strong for me, like with other kids, my voice broke and I got pubic hair, but for the most part my body was pale and smooth looking and at 5'7" I looked young. The good thing was I did look kinda sweet and innocent so that gave me a certain kinda freedom. Michael was pretty much my complete opposite.
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