The decision had been made. I had watched him walk to and from the showers with his dick swinging thru football season and basketball season and now almost thru baseball season. I dreamed about how long and big his cock must be when its hard, and just had to find out. I had tried every trick in my book but hadn't gotten to first base. So I made the final decision.
Hi to all from trainerboy. I'm a 18 year old high school senior. I've been the head trainer for out sports teams for two years so have seen most of the good looking guys in school in the nude, have had the opportunity to massage and give rub downs to some and have even given blow jobs to a few. But Arden Delta had eluded my every advance.
Arden is a model black student. Great athlete and great student. Handsome, polite and Always willing to please. But he wasn't the least bit interested in a another guy. But I dreamed of what his cock must look like when its hard and how it must feel going down my throat. I decided I was desperate and that called for desperate measures. I had messed around with my girl friend, trying on some of her cloths and we both decided that I made a passable female so my plan was to go down to the teen club that Arden spent a lot of time at and seduce him. I new the consequences would be hard. That first of all he would probably beat the shit out of me when he found out the tongue he had been sucking on was a guys. And next, all of his black buddies would know I was a slut and would probably forced me to be the bang for their gang. (A thought that didn't entirely turn me off.) But I decided I had to take the chance.
One Friday after I heard that Arden and his long time girl friend had broken up and I immediately decided that the next night I would put my plan into action. Mid afternoon next day I went over to my girl friends house and we started getting me ready. First I showered and Marsha shaved every hair off my body including around my balls and cock and my head. Next I tried on her mother's wigs and found a chestnut colored one that fit beautifully. Then she fixed me with panties and bra, medium short skirt and blouse. I had no tits and didn't want to chance wearing anything in the bra so it was just for show. Then Marsha applied makeup. When she was finished I looked at myself in a full length mirror and really liked what I saw. I hoped Arden would also. About 9 pm Marsha dropped me off at the club and my adventure was about to begin.
I walked in to the club and looked around finally spotting Arden with a group of his friends. I poured my self some punch at the refreshment table and started chatting with a couple of girls I didn't know. Then a couple of girls I knew at school headed for the girls room so I followed. I decided it was time to find out if I was going to be recognized. The girls looked at me as I walked into the room but didn't say anything except Hi. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing I had past the test. I went back out to the club just as they announced a girl's choice dance. I thought it's now or never and headed for Arden. Just as I got to him another girl approached him but I grabbed his hand and smiled at her and said "I got her first." Arden kind of laughed but followed me to the dance floor.
"Don't I know you?" he asked quizzically. "You look very familiar."
"I know we have never met," I replied. "I sure wouldn't forget meeting a hunk like you. I'm from Martinsville just here for a visit so thought I see what your club was like."
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.
I like to carry on like I'm real naughty and slutty sometimes online, and I can be too, but really most of the time I'm this quiet, shy librarian. This night though the naughty slutty side was out in full force, and I said I'd love it. Both these guys are a little older than me, Anon is mid 50's, short, average build, and Pizza3 is late 40s, tall, more muscular. Pizza3 was late 40s, tall and more muscular.
We had always had separate rooms before and I was a little disappointed because I love to do some good j/o fantasy while traveling. Gary wasn't very happy about it either. I had seen Gary naked several times on our trips, however, because we both liked to swim, and we always took advantage of the hotel pools. He always wore Speedo's, which about drove me crazy. Gary is very hot.
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.
I am a 40 y/o black guy with light complexion, about 5'10", average build. I was staying at the usual place when ever I travel there. As always at night, I was watching one of the porn channels on pay-per-view, and to my surprise they had a gay channel. I've always been curious and fantasized about gay porn, but never did anything about it. About an hour later, there was a knock at the door.
In case there is anyone left on the planet who doesn't know what a glory hole is, it is a hole cut in the partition between toilet cubicles through which you can poke your cock for the man - usually a stranger - in the next cubicle to suck. Usefully, people had scrawled messages round the holes, like SUCK ME and I NEED COCK. And it tasted as good as it looked.
My reasons for abandoning the Noble Art were that I was leaving school, starting a good job on the Stock Exchange and was fed up with a life which was limited to studying and training. My last fight was to be against Errol Collins, a black guy who I had fought on a number of previous occasions.
Nothing excites me more than servicing the cocks of straight men. If the man I'm blowing has kids - a true breeder - that is the ultimate thrill for me. This is a true story of one occasion when I was fortunate enough to get a young straight stud to fuck my mouth. About seven years ago I was driving around. It was early summer, but quite hot. I picked him up and engaged him in conversation.
This'll be four days out of the last six that the dry squeaking sounds from his bed have woken me up in the middle of the night. I can't figure out if it wakes me up because it's loud or is it that I'm so damn horny myself that when he jerks off I kind of instinctively wake up? I reach inside my boxers, take hold of my growing dick and strain to see something.
As I drove by the adult bookstore, I noticed a really hot number get out of his pick up and head for the front door. The man was in his late-forties with blondish-grey hair & thick meaty arms. He was a short dude; about 5'6" with a dark blonde moustache and a solid stocky body and as he reached the door of the bookstore, he stopped to look up and down the street.
He wore a black T-shirt and jeans but looked impeccably well-groomed because of his stylish haircut. He had jet-black hair and a deep set of brown eyes. Because of this I conjectured that he was of mixed descent, probably half American, half Chinese. I always thought people of mixed descent looked gorgeous. In front of me was the perfect specimen. It was then I realized I was staring at him.
In his hand he had my copy of Out, brown paper wrapped subscription, but the cover was exposed, revealing the issue's contents, and Brian impudently asked asked if I had more copies, as he found the sight of naked men enthralling: I have the entire collection in my closet.
Often we are unable to see everywhere a decision takes us; other times we choose not to see so we can freely experience all that life has to offer. We are too complex. A triumphant and primal experience may lead down a road of distance from the commitments that are ultimately most important to us.
The apartment complex where I lived had a fairly large maintenance staff. None of the men involved in the painting, roofing, and landscaping of the buildings, though, had his muscular body, his large blue eyes, his wide smile with sparkling white teeth, and his beach boy blond hair. Like me, he was in his late 20s, I guessed.
Roger gave the best massage I had ever had. I had previously used many females and males and without a doubt he was the best. When I left Roger I always felt great. He was small only about 5'4" and 160 pounds but had powerful hands and great technique.
At first that's all it seemed he wanted. He'd call me his ginger boy - for obvious reasons. He was a guy of about seventy and somehow really turned me on, and me? I was only twenty but as Badger would say, a real handful - and I knew what he meant. I shall never know why but he gave me the time of my life in his small front living room in Chelsea. It's funny how it all started really.
Trey and I were to battle it out sexually, man to man. Our little wrestling club was gonna get a match to remember. We had been meeting like this since college with some erotic matches but this was gonna be the hottest of all time. Trey is black, 5'10", 190lb, in great shape and sports an 8.5" long monster between his legs. He has a completely smooth shaved chest and public area.
And I decided I needed sex more often, so I decided to find someone I could trust and pay for it. Sex is sex, love is love. I decided a few years ago to go for it and get as much sex, as safely as possible, as I could. And I'd pay for it because I was tired of the bathhouse and bar pick-up scene.
We were dancing a slow dance and I did everything I could do but climb his frame. I rubbed my body on his and held him so tight we were like one person, dancing around the floor. I began to feel a little bulge against my stomach and rubbed it when ever I could without being to obvious. Arden started responding by pushing it harder and harder against me.
When the band started playing faster songs we headed for a table so we could talk. I made sure I sat next to Arden and ended up resting my hand on his leg. He turned to sort of face me and put his arm on the back of my chair. I kind of leaned towards him and suddenly our faces were only inchs apart. I wanted to kiss him so bad I could hardly hold back. Then without any warning Arden leaned forward and place his lips on mine. I just about fell of the chair. Then he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I was in heaven. Just as quickly Arden stood up and took my hand and said,
"Come on, let's get out of here. I've had just about all I can take of the crowd."
"OK," I replied. "Let's go."
When we got in his pickup, Arden looked at me and took my face in his hands and then planted a kiss on my mouth. And I mean a kiss. I was putty by the time we came up for air. His hands were all over my bra and I was just about to go for his cock when he broke off our embrace and started the engine.
"Let's find someplace a little more private," he said.
"Yes let's do," I panted.
I knew I had to move fast once we stopped because his hand was going to be up my skirt very quickly. If I didn't have his cock out of his pants and maybe already sucking it the evening was going to be all over. So the moment we stopped and Arden reached for me I planted a kiss on him the same time my hand was finding the bulge in his pants. I rubbed it while he was once again rubbing my bra and as his hands moved down towards my crotch I kneeled down on the floor between his legs and started undoing his pants. His cock was hard and long and I could taste the precum as I took it in my mouth and gently started sucking it. Arden began to moan and move his hips, starting to fuck my mouth with the big black tool. I was in complete extascy, making luv to the man and cock I had dreamed of. But also well aware that the end could come at any time. After 15 or so minutes of rapt attention to his cock, he put his hands under my arms to pull me back to the seat. Then his mouth was on mine and his tongue penetrated my lips and just as quickly his hand was up under my skirt.
"What the fuck," he hollered. "You've got a cock too." "What the fuck is going on here, I cant fucking believe this."
With that he pushed me away from him and glowered at me.
"Answer me, What the fuck is going on."
I decided that the only chance I had was to be honest and point out that he was really enjoying my blow job and hope that he wouldn't beat the shit out of me so I said,
"Im Byran," as I pulled of my wig. "I've watched you all year and everytime I see you walking across the dressing room with that beautiful body and beautiful cock I've wanted to suck it and make luv to it. I've tried to get thru to you that I wanted a relationship but you didn't pay any attention to me."
"But I'm not a fucking fag or queer for Christ sake," he stated. What made you think you would get away with this, anyway."
"I was just hopeing," I replied. "I've wanted to give you pleasure so bad it was worth the gamble."
"What all did you think we would do?" He asked.
"I wanted to suck your cock and maybe drink a load of your cum, and then I wanted you to fuck my boycunt." I said.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me over to him and said "I wanted a piece of ass tonight and a piece of ass im going to get. When I get thru you may have wished you hadn't started this little game."
I knew I was about to get really fucked and fucked hard. He was mad as hell and wasn't going to be the least bit tender. He pushed me over on my stomach and practically tore my panties off. No spit, no lube nothing he put the head of his cock against my asshole and pushed. When the head entered it was like a hand grenade going off in my butt. Pain was unbelievable. Worse that the very first time. He pushed and pushed until he was completely buried in me and then started moving it in and out, in and out. It felt like a post attacking me. When it was all the way in it felt like it was coming up my throat. He hammered my cunt for about 10 minutes before I felt his cock grow and then felt his hot cum filling me. After he finished cumming he left his cock in me until it had lost its hardness. Then he pulled out and sat back to regain his breath.
"Thank you Arden," I whispered. "Was I so bad."
"No, you were pretty damn good actually."
"Can we still be friends?"
"Yeah I guess so as long as you never tell anyone about this night."
"I promise," I assured him. "And maybe we could do this again sometime?"
"I don't know about that," he said.
I had a package of hand wipes in my purse so I took a couple out and started to clean His cock.
"Well in that case, I want to continue the blowjob right now," I said. "If I'm never going to get to play with this and suck this again, I want to finish you tonight."
Arden settled back and scooted forward on the seat so I could reach his cock with my mouth and play with his balls with my hands. Only seconds went by before he was fully hard again and I was thoroughly enjoying making luv to his tool. I rubbed his balls as I sucked and licked his cock and when it was evident his climax was close I relaxed and let him settle down. Finally when both his hands were behind my head and he was fucking my mouth in rhythm with my movements his balls got hard and his cock got bigger and I knew I was in for a big load.
"Please make me cum this time. Please take my load," Arden begged.
I increased my speed and pressure on his cock as it grew bigger in my mouth. Then I felt the first hot sticky string of cum hit my throat. There was so much I almost gagged but adjusted and started swallowing. Shot after shot I gulped down. Mouthful after mouthful of delicious cum. His cum session must have lasted 20 seconds and I luved every bit of it. The Arden laid back in the seat completely drained.
"You are one great cock sucker Byran and also a great piece of ass," he panted.
Several times I feel his crotch pressing up against my elbow as my dentist works in my mouth. I decide to press back ever so lightly. I may have imagined it, but I think he pushed back harder...
Tom and Gary are room mates and lovers. Tom was tall and blond, while Gary on the other hand was short and dark. Tom looks at his boyfriend naked form and his huge penis with excited lust!
True, I wasn't interested in girls, but I thought that cause I was so dark-skinned, I was too ugly to attract a guy. Everybody was always interested in the white boys first, then the Latinos, and maybe some other guys. The black girls were all into the light-skinned brothas and well, it seemed logical that if I wasn't the only fag in school - they would find me least attractive.
There was a free counseling center on campus, but the twenty-one year old senior needed to keep his "problem" a secret, even if that meant paying. Dustin would have to drop out of school if gossip got around. He would never survive the humiliation. Dustin was a clean-cut with wholesome good looks. He didn't seem at all like someone with a problem only a shrink could solve.
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.
Back in the mid-west town where I grew up, there was no such thing as peep show booths. Yet there I was, walking the streets of downtown San Diego, my cock drooling and the need to jack off. I stepped inside and instantly smelled the disinfectant. As I put my dollars in the token machine I began to second guess if my aroused state was worth being there. No matter.
God, it was fun though! Let me tell you about it diary so that I have it down in black and white to remember forever. Now, although I do love sex with men, I love sex with girls too, and not all my straight friends know about my gay side. Last night though, it all came out. Bill, Tim and Ben were over at the apartment I shared with Jeff, who was away.
So I headed to a grocery store that I usually shop in. I was standing at the cucumber display trying to decide which one would be suitable. I picked one up that was seven inches in lenght and had a nice thickness to it.
The Panthers had knocked the Flyers out of the Stanley Cup playoffs. It was almost a shutout, except for one goal on the Flyers' part. Just as I was walking into the locker room, I noticed a few players from the varsity ice hockey team watching me with what looked like evil grins on their faces.
It is a story containing discipline and sex between consulting adults. Both participants are men. If stories like this offend you, please read no further. If you are under age you do not belong in this newsgroup. The advertisement in the *net* personals caused me to become aroused instantly. I responded the ad, and began a dialogue with Paul that lasted several days. We similar fantasies and desires to explore those fantasies.
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.
Here it was, Tuesday afternoon before Thanksgiving, everybody else was packing up, heading home to a fantastic holiday, and he was stuck in Oxford, Mississippi, with nothing better to do than watch blurred cable television, and count the tiles in the ceiling of his dorm room.
I'm married to a 66 year old retired secondary school teacher. The past nine months i'd begun to have very strong sexual urges about men which finally culminated in my acting upon them. Mainly, I had begun to provide anal sexual gratification mostly to other married men, but also to single bi-sexual men as well. no, into loving a man with my body. his semen. He so needs me.
As I have grown older, the nights have left me more restless. Not only was I restless, but also my cock was stirring in my briefs. That's not too bad for a guy of sixty-five. Most of my life I have known I was different. In my senior years, I have become more and more attracted to men. Just to lie naked next to a man with my eyes closed and kiss him deep and fondle his cock and balls.
I looked at my watch: right on time. The Hunk made his way to the men's locker room in several long strides, bouncing on every step as if he had springs in the soles of his sneakers. They were nice, squeezable melons, attached to one hot looking dude by the name of Mike. Miserably. Real careful.
He had scoped a guy in the gym doing some stretching exercises. He had a good, lean body, dark hair, an excellent ass, and was clean shaven. They had exchanged a little small talk, and met up later on in the steam room, where Jonny had noticed that the guy was eying him up.
Trey and I were to battle it out sexually, man to man. Our little wrestling club was gonna get a match to remember. We had been meeting like this since college with some erotic matches but this was gonna be the hottest of all time. Trey is black, 5'10", 190lb, in great shape and sports an 8.5" long monster between his legs. He has a completely smooth shaved chest and public area.
The little old ladies that worked at the Castro Street alterations shop knew their clientele: picky, exacting queens for the most part that wanted every garment to either hide a flaw or accentuate an asset. In my case, I always had them take in the seat & legs as I spend way too much time in the gym doing squats to cover up the results in an ill-fitting outfit.
I have been bi for 5 years now. I have had a good share of great times with guys but the best time happened about year and a half ago. I have always been very discreet and no one knows I am bi. I started to go to a gym that a lot of bi and gay guys go to. I never wanted to do anything there case I am discreet and co workers go there. But I noticed a guy checking me out.
Jeff, an athelete, with handsome looking face of long muscular hands that could grab a whole reproductive organ of a man, he is tanned, hazel nuts eye. Both of hunks are 18 and they are going to their national service soon, thus, both strangers went to the gym together.
He had scoped a guy in the gym doing some stretching exercises. He had a good, lean body, dark hair, an excellent ass, and was clean shaven. They had exchanged a little small talk, and met up later on in the steam room, where Jonny had noticed that the guy was eying him up.
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