When I turned 20 yrs old, my parents decided to pay for a trip down to Texas for me, as a birthday gift. When I got to Texas I checked into my hotel room, and decided to take a shower.
As I stood under the hot spray of the shower, I slowly started to rub my 8 1/2 inch cut dick, and rub my big hairy balls. After slowly jerking my cock for a good ten minutes, I worked on of my fingers up my ass, and started to finger fuck myself, until I shot a huge load of cum all over my chest, and stomach.
I licked the cum off that was on my fingers, and rinsed the rest off of my chest and stomach.
After drying off I went and put on my tights pair of briefs, and a tight pair of cut off shorts, along with a nice to tight t-shirt. I wanted to show off the muscles I had, I worked hard for those muscles.
Then I decided to go and see the sights of Texas, plus I wanted to lose my cherry. You see this was the first time I had been away from home, and now was my chance to have sex with another man. So I went in search of a gay bar, that I had heard of on the internet.
I found the bar, it was only about 20 mins away from my hotel, and went in. There were men everywhere, but what caught my eye was a man, who was about 6'5" and was wearing a cowboy hat, a tight plaid shirt, tight blue jeans, and a pair of cowboy boots.
He saw me looking at him, and he came over and introduced himself as Mark. I told Mark, that my name was Kevin, and that I was visiting the city. Mark asked if he could buy me a beer, and I said "after we have a dance maybe".
His dad had just helped him to move into his room that he would be sharing with another guy for the school year. The guy on the reception desk had told Joey that he would be sharing with a new guy to the school by the name of Sandy. Suddenly the door flew open with a bang. The two guys looked each other up and down. Sandy's track suit revealed a huge package.
This story is obviously for mature audiences, and if you are not of legal age in your state or country to read this, please do not. It involves consensual, non-safe (this is before we knew what we know), piss, and a bit of humiliation. I lived in one of America's most famous or infamous military towns.
A full 6' tall, and a full 7 thick inches at age 18, it was those fuckin' low-hangers of mine that got me the nickname "Moose". It was also "balls" that got me into more trouble than I could handle that summer afternoon as I stood on the back porch, my cut cockhead aimed at the mouth of a canteen; busily "brewing" the tea to take to Rob at the corral on the back forty.
He had only recently finished vet school and had moved to Montana to take over the practice of a retiring veterinarian, old Doc Johnson. Although Mitch was trained in large animal and livestock medicine, the whole idea of having a practice of his own in a whole new place was pretty overwhelming at first....
I walk over to you and caress the back of your neck. You jump, startled, and quickly a smile comes to face. I press my beanbag lips against yours (my wife's expression) and fuck you face with my tongue. You lose all interest in news reading. I begin to unbutton your shirt.
The next thing I knew, Mark had me in his arms, and was grinding his crotch up against mine out on the dance floor. I could feel his dick pressing against his jeans, trying to get out, and I knew he could fell mine. After dancing for a good 20 mins Mark asked if I wanted that beer yet, I said "Yes but not here, how about at my hotel room"? Well Mark let out a yelp, and said "You bet that sweet tight ass of yours, I would love to have a beer at your hotel room.' We ran out of that bar, and drove back to my hotel room, in less then 15 mins.
Once we were in my room, we grabbed each other, and started to kiss each other, our tongues fighting each other to see who would be in control.
After a while, I slowly started to work my way down Marks body, removing each article of clothing, until Mark was standing there in nothing but his black briefs, his huge hard dick trying to get out. But before I could get it out, Mark throw me on the bed, and said "Now it's my turn Kevin, to see what you have."
He ripped my clothes off until I was left with nothing but my briefs, which didn't stay on for very long. Once my 8 1/2 inch cock was free, Mark wrapped his lips around it, and slowly started to swallow my dick. Then Mark moved around so that his crotch was in my face, so I removed his briefs, and show the most beautiful cock. It was a good 10 inches long, cut, thick, and he had two of the biggest balls I had every seen. I took that big thick dick into my mouth, trying to sallow all of it, but I couldn't, it was just to big and thick. Before I knew it, I was shooting my hot cum down Marks throat.
Once Mark had swallowed all my cum, he stood up, grabbed me by my legs, and lifted them into the air. Kevin I am going fuck that ass of yours, Mark said, and with that he rammed that cock of his up my ass. I thought I was being split'n two but not for very long because I had Mark worked so much that it didn't take long for him to shoot his hot load up my ass.
After he was done fucking me, Mark wrapped me in his arms, and asked if that had been my first time. I said "yes", Mark said "thought so". With that we fell asleep in each others arms.
It was a gloomy day with dark clouds taking the joy out of life. I dragged out of bed and fed myself. I had to skip my morning wank as I was late for my research project. I hastily dressed on with my briefs, levis, a t-shirt, and a jacket. I quietly left the apartment although the need for that was out of order. I walked down the hallway to discover a sign on the elevator switch-board.
Others complained about commuting, he knew, but for him it was always relaxing, particularly the homeward run. There was always the promise of a short stop at the rest area midway in his drive, and that meant the possibility of meeting someone. Someday "true love" would come along, he figured.
We had to share a double bed because of another roommate. One night, I got very daring and messaged him in his sleep. I'd never touched another guy before so I felt I was taking a real chance but couldn't stop myself. He seemed to stay asleep so I moved down to his shorts and lay my hand on his cock, so slowly. I touched him in wonder and thrill because I'd never done anything like this before.
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.
Sutterman is a three-story building with all the rooms opening to the outside, and every pair of rooms is joined by a common bathroom shared by four residents. My roommate Mark had been my friend for some time, but he wasn't the kind of person I would have considered pursuing anything with. Joe was a different story.
I walk over to you and caress the back of your neck. You jump, startled, and quickly a smile comes to face. I press my beanbag lips against yours (my wife's expression) and fuck you face with my tongue. You lose all interest in news reading. I begin to unbutton your shirt.
I was walking down an alley to a gay bar I frequent. I've heard that things happen in the alley, but had never experienced it myself. As I was walking down the alley, someone jumped from the shadows and grabbed me. He grabbed my hands and held me up against the dirty brick wall. "You want to be fucked?" a gravely voice asked me. "Yes," I said after a moment's hesitation.
I was sitting on a park bench, enjoying being done with my senior year of high school and didn't have to work until that evening, so I had plenty of time to kill. This well dressed man was probably in his early fifties, trim, and I would have to say handsome. He just started some small talk, then began telling me that someone was writing dirty messages on the men's room wall.
Oh how I hated to go to this job, it was very good pay and all, but the people were quite a boring bunch, except one for one day when this cute guy, about twenty-five came into my office and asked me for some help with his taxes. Have a seat I told him, lets see what you have. Boy was this guys taxes messed up good, but he wasn't that interested in his tax problem, he kept glancing me up and down, glaring into my eyes.
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