It was a very long time ago. 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.
My best friend at the time was Joe. He knew I was gay, we talked about it all of the time. I guess he must have talked about me at home.
I was very surprised when Joe told me that his younger brother wanted to go with me to Cape Canaveral. Jamie and I had hardly ever spoken much in the many years I had known Joe. But I said sure, no problem, and I invited Jamie very warmly. He was so good looking at the time, I mean perfect. Blond hair on his head and hardly any hair on his body. A perfectly lean late teen build. He was sort of built like a potential swimmer, without all of the muscle which exercise would have developed. Actually, he was perfect.
Jamie knew I was gay. I think he knew it before I did. I'll never forget the time that Joe and I were sitting in the bedroom they shared and Jamie came in fresh out of the shower, ready for bed. He stood in front of his mirror with a towel wrapped around him, dancing in the mirror, shaking his body. Then he threw away the towel and pranced to the bed with a bouncy step intended to make his erection flop up and down in plain view. As he did this he said to me "I hear you like these (looking down at himself), isn't this a nice one ?"
Now, two years later, he was 18 and he wanted to go on a two thousand mile round trip with me in my car. Care to guess my answer ?
It was late summer and it was hot. East Coast Muggy Hot. And the further south we drove the hotter and muggier it got. We started wearing less and less clothing. Soon Jamie had nothing on but a pair of cutoff jeans. They were cut very high. From time to time one of his nuts would hang out along with a bit of his pure white briefs. It was extremely stimulating for me. I remember feeling glad to be alive. I remember erections that lasted for hours while I searched for any excuse to turn my head his way. I was not in love with Jamie, I was not even sure that I liked him, but there was a very definite element of lust involved. By the time we reached Virginia I was sure I was having a good time. I was also sure it was no accident that his genitals kept appearing in my line of sight.
Anticipation can be one of the best parts of a sexual experience.
" How consummate, how polished, the remembrance brought back the words of the poet as well as other days in June. Those were when the weather suggested that I spend the day in search of beautiful natural scenes to photograph, to capture in pictures that would come close to matching the captivating words of John Keats. "And do pardon my nakedness," he added.
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.
Still inside his ass as we lay in the bed. The glow of the fire illuminated the room as the timber walls creaked with the strengthening breeze from outside. I could hear him breathing gently. He was sound asleep. My hand gently stroked his chest. I could feel it rise and fall under my fingertips with each intake and exhaling of the air in his lungs.
It's always been a fantasy of mine. I promised myself that if the opportunity ever came up I would jump for it. Well that day came three weeks ago. Don't ask what was the guy's name because I couldn't tell you to save my life. He was some guy from a club I was in. He invited me to his place and I accepted. When we got there he said he was feeling really dirty and wanted to clean up first.
Stripped down to my briefs and went to the bathroom. It was a community bathroom and as Rat walked in I started eying him up. He wants to piss and I cant resist looking at his dick. He confronts me and asks me if I enjoy looking at dick. He starts to pull and stroke his cock in front of me.
It being one of "those" Monday's the last thing I needed was to find a memo in the middle of my desk from the boss. It seems that "little Markie" was going to be joining the staff for the summer, his first summer home from college. He also had a voice that changed octaves with every other word...
Will and Harry were lovers and both had a younger brother each. As they catch the little bros having sex, they decide it is a great opportunity to join. This is going to be one hot foursome.
I was to stay for a week and then join my folks for a vacation in the mountains. Well, I thought, this'll give me some quiet time for some real good long wanks, so I packed up some clothes, my favorite porno movie and a full bottle of lub and left. He was a skateboarder and a very nice guy.
I was 18, just, and had for about seven or maybe more years been attracted to hot guys. Now I had an opportunity to find friends, lovers and, most importantly, sex. Being gay and 18 years of age I was totally gagging for it! There I was one night, chatting away in a chat room when a message popped up from a local guy. We chatted for some time and then decided to meet up.
I was almost independently wealthy. So, I bought a big house, more like a small estate. I lived alone--not having come to terms with my sexuality yet. So, I just took care of my own needs. My new place had a huge lawn, over three acres. Turns out this hot college guy is interested in helping me take care of things.
My dick was limp now, but it was wet, and sticky. It was Friday night. A basketball game at school. I'm a passer, but for the first time in my life, I was a shooter. I shot the winning basket and the crowd went wild. Trace Sanders smirks at me as we head for the locker room. Trace is the usual star of the team. We're both Juniors, 18 years old. There's been a little competition between us.
For the record, it was not the military academy, the one located over the Hudson River outside New York City, but it was a military academy. As this is a work of fiction, it matters not which one it was, but if there are other graduates of this institution, they might recognize the location based on some of the incidents.
The War itself was over before I was old enough to join up. So, I went to work on the Williamson farm. Now, at age 29, I ran the spread almost single-handed. The 'almost' mentioned above was the Williamson's son, Billy. Although only 16 he was a very willing worker. Billy was small for his age which meant I did the bulk of the work. I liked to be kept busy. Less time for thinking, that way.
I'm a student at an Ivy League College, and I stopped into the gym for a little relaxation after work. There were a lot of guys around, including two beautiful French boys with big round asses and nice uncut cocks, sitting in the sauna. He had penetrating blue eyes, and looked shy.
Jared's flight was to arrive at 3:30 and his plane to Europe was to leave three hours later from the international terminal. That gave us enough time to relax and act out some of our nasty fantasies. You see, Jared was a big fan of my stories and we kept in touch trading ideas. He wrote me once to tell me that he would be in my area and suggested we meet.
That first night we decided to stop in one of the Carolinas to sleep. I pulled over in some rest area that was full of trucks. We found a place away from the trucks and parked for the night. We were in my Plymouth Valiant. It was a dirty ivory color and it had a slant six engine. I wanted to suck his cock.
Jamie was nervous that first night. Abruptly he took his sleeping bag and ran to a picnic table fifty feet from my car. Sigh. Oh well, I knew the tension was there. I knew it was not my imagination. I knew something interesting was going to happen on this trip. I slept on the backseat of my car, dreaming of Jamie all night.
In the morning we set off south again, more sweating in the heat, more sexual tension, more long and awkward silences. We arrived in the Cape Canaveral area just at dusk and found a nice spot to park the car right along the smooth white Florida beach. We could see the rocket clearly. "Jamie ?" "What?" "Look, there's no picnic tables here, I know you don't want your sleeping bag all full of sand. I've got a big blanket in the trunk. Why don't you sleep next to me tonight ?"
He looked at me for a long two seconds, I thought I saw a smile flash quickly across his sweet, boyish face. He nodded 'yes' very slightly. I got an erection.
We bought a watermelon and shared it. We laughed as I had one heck of a time carving it with my pocketknife. I started to tease him.
"Here sexy, have another piece."
"Don't call me sexy!"
"OK Honey."
"Cut it out!"
"Alright Jamie, but you know I really think you're attractive."
Across the little bay the lights all around the spacecraft were bright with a promise of what was to come, but first I wanted to make Jamie cum. Finally we decided to call it a night. I spread the blanket while I tried to keep the bulge in front of me out of his view. Jamie rolled out his bag as I did mine.
He climbed inside his sleeping bag and took off his cutoffs. He held them up in front of my face.. "Smell good ?" Next he took off his jockey shorts and held them up for me to see. I was so hot thinking of his naked body inside that sleeping bag. I wanted to crawl inside there with him. I wanted to touch his smooth, silky skin. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything before in my life. But he seemed only to want to tease me.
Jamie curled up inside his sleeping bag, lying on his side, his back towards me. I rolled over onto my stomach and tried to calm down for a while. I could hear every breath he took over the sounds of the waves. I focused on his breathing, he was not asleep. I rolled over onto my side now, just behind him. My breath was moving the tight little curls of golden hair on the back of his neck. My hand seemed to come out of my sleeping bag all on it's own, almost without my knowing what was happening my hand was gently rubbing his ass through the green fabric. Now both hands. I cupped an ass cheek in each hand and I felt him press back against me, soundless, firm, wanting more.
The stars were very clear in the night. A gentle breeze with the smell of salt was wafting across us. My left hand moved around to the front of his bedroll. His cock was hard and large. I squeezed it as I drew even closer to him, my nose now against the back of his neck. The smell of dried sweat and ocean on his skin. Male and strong, young and beautiful. I could not believe it was happening. I took my hand off his cock and put it on his left shoulder. As I pulled him back toward me I lifted my head, he rolled over onto his back, my face just above his now, I kissed him.
His lips were soft and sweet, our breath mixing between us, I slipped my tongue into his mouth as my hand went inside his sleeping bag. Warm, cotton, cozy, plaid, male, passion, his erection in my hand. We kissed and kissed and kissed. Some people walked down the beach, between us and the water, I heard them talking but my face never left Jamie's lips. His arms around my neck now, pulling me close. I'm stroking his cock very slowly. I roll over, pulling him on top of me, his naked chest half out of the bag now, his skin against mine. Both of my hands on his smooth little ass. Musky, sand on my cheeks, Jamie moaning now, thrusting his hips against me, my hands on his ass, squeezing, caressing, wanting to be his for tonight, wanting his pleasure and joy.
I roll him over again on his back, out of my sleeping bag, naked under the stars, I unzip his and fold it away from the beauty of his body. We kiss again, he pushes me down hard, he climbs on top of me. Not a word is spoken but there are lots of sounds. His lips against mine, the waves, the birds, distant machine sounds, cars on the highway, him moaning, my breath dances across his silky cheeks. I can't take much more of this. I reach down between us and put my hands on both of our cocks. I stroke us together. He is wet with precum and it drips down onto me. I slide down beneath him until I can put my tongue in his navel. My fingers lightly on his balls. Just a bit of hair there, boyish, young, sweet, horny, just an inch further down and the head of his cock looms above me, shining and wet, big wave hits the shore, my lips caress just the tip as my tongue darts around tasting his maleness.
Hands on his ass again I pull him down until his cock hits the back of my throat. He is on his knees, his arms outstretched holding him up, most of the sky is blocked from my view by his body above me. Thrusting now, fucking my mouth, faster, harder deeper, I take all of him down deep into me. His pubic hair keeps pressing against my nose as he thrusts harder, faster, harder, faster. In the starlight his cock is shiny and wet as it slides in and out of my face. My nose is now filled with the scents of our passion, my breath, his cock, moistness all over my face. He starts to grunt and moan still louder then he thrusts deep as can be and I feel his whole body tremble and shake. Warmth in the back of my throat, salty, pleasure, Jamie, dream boy, he is cumming.
He keeps pumping more and more inside me, I feel it in my throat, he starts to pull out and I catch the last few drops on my tongue. Sweet Jamie, lovely Jamie, I have given him what he wanted but could not ask for. No need for teasing anymore. He collapses on top of me. His cock still in my mouth, softer now, relaxed, sweaty. My fingertips dance in patterns on his perfectly smooth little ass, lightly, tenderly.
A crowd woke us up in the morning, gathered to watch the launch. We were both still naked, huddled together in his bag. Quickly we grabbed our shorts and it seemed no one had noticed two young guys sleeping naked together. We stood up and looked at each other and I just started to laugh. Someone had a radio, the countdown was running down.
The launch was a testament to the awesome power of science. A rumble from a mile away you could feel inside your chest. Spears of fire as hot as Jamie's cock. The crowd went away finally leaving Jamie and I alone again on our beach. Another night, we used my bag, Jamie's was all sticky and sand inside.
There were about ten guys in the room, most just sipping their beers, waiting for something to happen, watching the porno movie that flickered on the wall while the music pounded. A couple of other cocksuckers were down on their knees giving head to guys who were standing against the wall. But that night nobody in the room turned me on and I was getting bored.
Cold where we live, its warm in Costa Rica. There are nice little villas that one can rent right at the beach that are cool. Birds and monkeys will be cavorting in the trees, and flowers are everywhere. Hot, humid weather always makes me horny, which Ryan is counting on, I suppose. He wins. We are walking along the beach at about midnight.
I worked for a termite and pest control place then so I worked with all men. The usual talk was about sex with women and how great pussy is. I've been with some women but prefer to suck cock. No one knew my secret so I just talked crap with them. There was a guy named Jimmy that was very openly gay so no one liked him. We had different jobs there so I only saw him breifly in the mornings.
Of course, I'd wanted to go to a City, but as the spring moved along, I realized I'd be lucky to go anywhere. Finally, I was offered a job in a small South Dakota town. Right on the edge of nowhere at all, population 3,200. I'd be teaching Freshman and Junior English, geography, U. S. Just a small U-Haul.
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 am a 22 year-old college student, 6'1", 165 pounds and have a completely smooth and tanned body. As usual, I had woken up at six o'clock for my daily jog around the city. I enjoy exercising and keeping my body rock-hard because of the attention that I get (of course). I came back to my apartment, showered, dressed and left to my summer job.
He had a hiker heading to New Orleans, and he was going to Denver. I was going to Jackson, and agreed to take the hiker that far. We stopped and he got in my truck. Brown curly hair swept across his face, and his body was firm and compact. He was 18 years old and this had been his first time away from home.
His final summer vacation before senior year of high school. Matt was one of the hottest guys in class, and he'd spent the entire summer by the pool, working on a tan to die for! Being a co-captain of the soccer team, he'd also spent the time in the gym working on his powerful legs and rock-hard abs and chest. At only 5'9", he packed all 160 pounds full of muscle.
I had never really been interested in guys before and had quite a few different girlfriends at that age so I never was horny for long. I was always able to find a girl when I wanted one because I've always had a good sized cock and girls at that age are very curious. I immediately went back to sleep.
I had finished my exams after my second year at college the day before, and felt well pleased with myself. I decided to spend what little money I had left on a trip to the nearest beach, mainly just to watch some of the cute ass out there. So there I was a slightly disheveled figure waiting for a train.
I always liked being naked. My mom still tells stories about how at the age of 2 thru 6, she couldn't keep me in clothes. As soon as she would turn around, I'd be bare ass and running out the door. When the family went to the beach, I thought it very natural to strip naked and run into the cool water.
After going to and from school for a couple of months I noticed that a couple of boys that were both in my class lived only four houses from me. At first I thought they were twins because they were both in the same class with me. We finished our Junior and Senior year together and ended up being close buddies. Ed usually went his own way but Mike would hang out with me a lot.
Since I was quite attractive, with not such a great face, but with a wonderful bod which I'd show off in tight tight pants with no underwear, I used to get a lot of sexual offers. I started my sexual career when I was thirteen in a manner I might someday relate here. I was hitch-hiking in South Carolina.
My best friend Charlie (a girl) and I were planning on going out for a night on the town, stopping at a few of our favorite bars along the way. We donned our warmest coats, gloves, scarves and hats (very carefully to avoid mussing our hair) and left, locking the door behind us.
I'll spread a soft quilt or blanket on the floor so that I have plenty of room to stretch and be free; I want my fantasy lovers to have it all. How about putin' on a porn film, preferably one with young guys, smooth or lightly hairy bodies, athletic, just for some company. Love to see them sucking and fucking; if they're good they can have me, too. Ready to start the fun.
Besides, he's already gotten his, cumming inside of me while making those crazy whimpers. We're on the job site see, outdoor work in mid-July and the air is fire hot every single blessed day. My divorce went through a decade ago & I've never been attracted to guys. But this boy, he must be 20, is just utterly beautiful. All day long, watching him without his shirt and in those shorts.
I love the buff, well built, smooth stud men that look like they walked right out of a magazine. Ted was a mechanic. He had rough and calloused hands. He was always dirty and greasy. He was balding and his hair was buzzed short. He was attractive, but not in the model men sort of way. He did have the most amazing, ice blue eyes.
I was pretty sure of Dave's inclination sexually from the first time I met him. In the small kitchen there were lots of opportunity to bump and rub against each other. After one uneventful night of feeding people Dave offered to give me a ride home. I agreed and told him we could have a drink/cocktail once we got to my Apt. I shared my Apt. "Cool I'm staying up and finish my drink" I said.
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