Caught Staring At Friend's Huge Dick When He Comes Out of Shower
Josh was my good friend and running partner. I had met him in college and we hung around with a group of other guys. Josh was 26, about 5'10", blond hair, blue eyes, about 170# very solid. Josh and I had always run and lifted weights together and I have never been able to keep up with him. During college, everyone in our group suspected that Josh was gay. He never spoke of dating anyone and never seemed interested in women. He had plenty of chances, having a face like Brad Pitt. We all suspected, but he was so cool and so much fun to hang around with, we didn't care. After college, the rest of our group moved away to find jobs. Josh and I were the only ones left. I got married at age 23 and now suspected my wife was cheating on me. Josh lived alone in a townhouse.
One day Josh and I were running in the park near his townhouse as we often did on warm Saturday mornings. Josh wanted to take the long loop around, which added an extra two miles.
"Josh, I told you that Connie has a bunch of errands for me to run this afternoon. I just wanted to do a quick run."
"Mike, that is just so she can get you out of the house. I'll tell you what, you can shower at my place and I'll lend you some clothes for this afternoon. That way you will save time."
It's a hard choice. I'm holding my contact add and a naked photo, but should I mail it to the gay magazine. Well, now it's done, but I have this funny feeling, it's like I regret, but it's all to late now, isn't it. The days passed, nothing happened, but then suddenly one day this letter came: It was a plain white envelope without name, but I knew what it was. It was from a Swede.
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.
m. He was with his friend Manuel who was also 19 years old but was from El Salvador. They wanted to watch some porno movies but the catch was that Manuel was straight and only wanted to see the "girlie" movies. He told his friend what I had and they agreed to come down and watch the film with me.
I was at at a bar having a few beers hoping to get laid. I usually go to an adult theater or gay bar for that and always succeed but I just felt different that night. I noticed a guy that looked to be in his late 30s and was very attracted to him. He was about 6'2", 200lbs with dark hair. I moved closer to him and saw his wedding ring and figured there was no chance.
Many were only too happy to drop their pants on request. Some did not even wait to be asked. . . . One evening I was returning from a party in El Cajon. I had only gone a short distance, when I picked up a hitching Sailor who was heading into San Diego. It was obvious that he had a hardon.
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.
The kid had his ASU baseball cap on backwards, with the bill pointing down from his very slightly freckled shoulders, along his bare back, to his remarkably trim waistline. From what I could tell, the lucky man getting serviced was good looking. The gloryhole wall concealed his body except from the sternum up. Blond Man smiled at the small crowd, glad to be the envy of the rest of us.
It was the peak of the jet age and the world looked on us as the elite of the elite. We set the standard by which all commercial flying was judged. I recall how honored I was the day I received my flight attendant wings, my first flight, my promotion to purser. Ahh yes, the past was beautiful. Our eyes met.
I guess one of the guys who moved back had owned the house but it did not sell so back he came. Let me tell you about this neighborhood, it has some of the hottest men in California. Across the street are a Dad and grown son who works on his cars all the time. Next to them is a married guy with a hairy chest who works in the yard often. He was such a turn on. WOW, I was hooked.
They were still sending Apollo missions to the Moon. I had decided to take some time off from work and drive down to Florida from my native Pennsylvania. I wanted to see one of these rockets to the Moon up close. I wanted to feel it's thunder. Sex was really the last thing on my mind.
5 inch circumsized cock. After paying for my room I wound my way through the pitch black corridors, lit only by the luminous red glow of the EXIT signs and the spillover of light from the cubicles. They had open ceilings which allowed patrons to share the moans and gasps of neighbors indulging.
Alan opened one eye and squinted across the room. Kevin stirred and rolled from his bed and stumbled to his chest of drawers at the foot of his bed to turn it off. Alan's jangled nerves smoothed with the silence that followed. Alan watched him unobserved. Alan knew, however, that looks were deceiving.
"You'll see," he said as he took off in front of me.
I quickened my stride to keep up with Josh. It was actually a pleasure to run behind him. He always wore tight lycra shorts and I could see every contour of his tight, chiseled ass every time his foot hit the pavement. I stayed close and kept my eyes on his hot ass. I was feeling good, and probably could have passed him today, but why?
"Ha, ha. I win again," he said.
"I'm always one step behind Josh," I said with a grin.
"Yes, why is that," he asked playfully.
Back at Josh's place, he took a shower first while I waited in his room. He had hung many pictures of us in college around his bedroom and I gazed at each one as I drank some water.
"I'm done in here," I heard him shout.
I headed towards the bathroom door and opened it. Josh was standing there naked, drying off. His cock hung low and heavy. It must have been about 5 inch limp and dangling between a set of big balls. His pubic hair was trimmed and neat. His hand waved in front of his dick. Damn, I'd been caught looking.
"You can use the shower now Mike."
I got in the shower and closed the glass door. Josh left the room. I had begun to fantasize about his cock. I wondered what it tasted like. As I lathered myself over, all I could think about were the images of his chiseled ass in front of me and that beautiful cock dangling free, just a couple feet away.
All of a sudden, the bathroom door came open. "Do you have enough hot water in there Mike?" The glass shower door swung open a moment later.
"It seems fine," I said, embarrassed. Josh looked down. I hadn't realized that I had become hard as a rock.
"What are you thinking about in here Mike?"
Instinctively, my eyes zoomed to his cock. He was still naked and completely dried off now. I slowly raised my eyes across his chiseled abs and smooth, muscular chest. He was inching closer as my eyes raised. By the time I looked at his lips he was one inch way. He stuck his tongue out. I opened my mouth to accept it. I kissed him deep. Our tongued danced a hot passion that subjugated the steam in the room. He reached around and squeezed my ass. I reached in front and felt his cock. It was now getting so hard. I had never done this before, but it felt so right. He shut the water off and guided my out of the shower. I stood naked before him. He toweled me off slowly and erotically. After getting on his knees to dry my legs, he put my cock in his mouth. He put the head in and zoomed around it with his tongue. I could feel the tip of his tongue probing my piss hole and then back around the head. He grabbed my ass and pulled me all the way into his mouth. In and out of his mouth. I looked down at Josh on his knees, sucking my cock. It felt so good. Why didn't I think of this sooner?
Josh stood up with a smile and led me back into his bedroom. "Lie down on the bed."
He had stacked two pillows up and when I lay on them my neck was propped forward. I moved to take one away and he stopped me. He came over to me and I assumed he would continue sucking me as I lay on my back. Instead, he quickly straddled over me and pushed his big cock right into my mouth. I was shocked at first, but it tasted so good. He had grown to at least 8 inch and quite thick. Tasting Josh was something that I secretly always fantasized about. I had always wondered what it would be like to suck him. He placed his hands on the wall behind my head and began to face fuck my mouth. I lay still and let him completely take me. I was his cocksucker and he knew it. His cock would hit the back of my throat and I would gag at first, but after a few strokes, I relaxed and was able to take more of him in. Soon he was burying his big, beautiful cock into my mouth at a rapid pace. I could feel his balls slapping against my chin.
Suddenly he stopped and backed off. I thought I had done something wrong. He reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of ky. He put some on his finger and moved the finger to his ass. He smiled at me as he moved down my body and sat on my erect penis. My dick went all the way up his ass on the first stroke. He let out a moan and started to move up and down. His ass was so tight. This felt so much better than fucking my wife's sloppy pussy, especially after she'd been fucked my the UPS driver that day. Josh squeezed his ass around me and moved up and down quickly. Every few strokes, he would stop and slide back and forth a couple of times. It only took a few minutes of this until I was ready to explode. I cried out to Josh that I was about to cum. He sat all the way down on me and I exploded deep within him. It felt so good. I was completely spent.
After my last spurt, Josh bent forward and my dick fell out of his ass. He moved forward and once again plunged his cock into my mouth. After one or two strokes, I felt his penis expand even more. He pushed to the back of my throat and started to spurt warm, wet cum deep into my throat. I thought this would freak me out, but I swallowed all of it heartily. Josh kept his dick inside my mouth until the last of his cum had been drained. He pulled out and lay down beside me.
"How did you like that Mike?"
"I loved it. I've been waiting for it since the day I met you."
I'd been married almost 20 years and at age 40 had practically forgot how good man sex was. Maybe it was "midlife crisis," who knows, but I found myself thinking suddenly about things I hadn't thought of much in years, like, how damn good it felt to have a nice big cock in my ass! Other thoughts came too, like fantasies of being spanked, and a candle dripping hot wax on my round smooth ass.
True story from my experiences in a gay sauna. After undressing and wrapping a towel around my waist, I went downstairs for some hardcore cruising. This late 20s well-built black guy catches my eye. I want him, lets see if I can get him to fuck me.
I woke up in my apartment, raging hard-on as usual. Isn't that the way these tales always begin? It was January and really god damn cold outside. It was Saturday, so fortunately I didn't have to go to class. I didn't even want to leave the building. Three below zero even without the god damn wind chill. I had lived alone there for three months now, since my boyfriend and I split up.
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.
Men's room in the fine arts school was the site of a glory hole, where I would occasionally sit in the stall where it was and try to figure out why someone had cut a hole out of the wall at this level. After a few more trips there it finally dawned on me.
A three day weekend was up, and I looked forward to having the free time. Passing near a park on my way to a house, I heard a footfall behind me. "Hey dude." I turned around. Behind me there was a dark-haired man with a trim moustache. I'd seen him around. He smiled. "I've spotted you at the Gold Mine.
He was BEAUTIFUL - 5'10, swimmer's build, silky blond hair, perfect white teeth, and an absolutely smooth tanned bod. Paul always wore either tight worn and faded jeans or nylon running shorts. Both sets of outfits showed his tight little ass and nice package. He was an instant hit with the girls and an ongoing fantasy to me.
Both we in there late 20's, and worked hard all week except Sundays. Sundays they liked to kick back, polish off a few brews, and enjoy the park, or a hiking trail. Today was no different; they were hiking the trail up to Eagle's Nest in the Adirondacks Mountains. After a few hours they pulled off the trail to drink and rest. They found a shady spot near a clear pool by some huge rocks.
Joe lubes the plug and a finger. Joe works the lube into is waiting asshole and wonders what would Tony's cock feel like. Joe slow inserts the plug feeling his muscular ass tense and as the plug pulls into place deep in his hole. Joe pulls on his underwear then pulls them off and pulls on a jockstrap. Tony misses his pickup but it will not be back from the body shop for several days.
At 6'4 and 23, this tall youthful blond guy is already a major hunk, but what you really notice are his bright eyes* and amazing smile. Adam always has a great positive attitude, very "up", but not to the point of being bubbly or silly. Until this incident, I have never seen Adam with a hair out of place.
After a very hot shower in the dorm room shower, I go back to my room, but as I drop my towel on the floor to grab a new pair of underwear I notice somone in bed. Did I enter the wrong room!?! A familiar voice says "Come over here!".
In the middle of the night I wake up and notice that Charley is having a nightmare and kicked away his covers. He lays there stark naked and I figure I should go wake him up and release him out of his...
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.
It seemed all of his time went into his new job and had little time, nor opportunity for outside play. Mike was a 27 year old, stood about 6 foot tall and was a solid 200 pounds. He considered himself straight, but that would soon change. Mike, fully worn from the toll of the move and work, accepted. That evening, Mike was desperate to meet a new female companion.
I wailed into the bed sheets as he slammed his hard cock deep inside my virgin ass and grunted with each blast of hot cum as he humped it into me. My whole body was shaking in spasms as the lust, the heat of his passion took over my entire being.
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