I remember as if it were yesterday, in truth it happened about 10 years ago. I was in my hotel room surfing the Dallas m4m room. It was full, but as usual, no one was talking. My phone rang and took me from the computer for a few minutes. When I returned I had a lengthy Instant Message.
The message stated that the author's name was Jason. He said he liked my profile did I have time to chat? I immediately checked for a profile.....Rats...nothing there. I IMed back...."Sure, Let's Chat"
In the ensuing 20 minutes, I learned that Jason was 18 and a student at UT Austin. He said that he was leaving for Dallas soon to visit family, and asked if I'd like to meet. Although interested, I ASSumed that when I told him that I although I was good looking, and well built, that I was a 38 year old man... well you know... Most guys run like I have the Plague. Jason immediately IMed back.."Pic?" I said, "Sure, sending"
A couple minutes went by and I received another IM that simply said, "Wanna meet?" Sweat was beading on my upper lip. I was new to computer hook-ups and wondering, am I being set up? Is this kid really a cop? There was a terrible conflict between my BIG head and my Little head. Although my brain was screaming "Don't BE Stupid", my little head had swelled to it's full 7 thick inches. I simply IMed back, "Call me when you get to town" and gave him my hotel number and room. He said he'd see me in about 4 hours, and logged off.
The next 4 hours were AGONY. He had my hotel room number and pics of me. I stupidly didn't even ask his stats. I fixed a drink to calm my nerves and tried to watch some TV. That didn't help much either. I was a wreck, and still had an hour to wait.
I grabbed my shave kit and headed to the bathroom to sss. (shit, shower, and shave) I quickly took care of business and jumped into the shower. The hot water pouring from the showerhead felt fantastic. As I soaped my body I began to relax a bit, however my cock was on the rise. I thought of having a quick jerk, thinking that the prospect of Jason driving 4 hours to meet a man 20 years his senior was pretty slim. I slowing began to soap up my now hard cock....Man that feels good, I thought, as I quickly stroked my cock. My fast approaching orgasm made me almost oblivious to my surroundings. Just as I'm about to cum I hear a loud banging. Freezing in mid-stroke I jump from the shower, grab a towel and head for the door, rather pissed that I'd been interrupted.
I open the door a crack and say, "May I help you?" The response was immediate..."Hi, I'm Jason, are you Steve? I managed to stammer, "You are Early". Then, "Oh...sorry, please come in". As he entered I just stood there starring; mouth open, dick hard and face red. Again stammering, I said, "Damn, how tall are you?" Six foot seven was the reply.
The wife has no clue how strong my need to get a certain itch scratched by another man with a hard on. I get so hard my knees get weak thinking about getting laid by a man. I have only a few gay friends, but they are intense for me because we also have sex. I was going over to see Gary. He is in an open gay relationship. I don't recall Gary's partner's name, how impolite.
She gave me his number and I called him up. We talked for a few minutes on the phone about nothing really. He asked me if I wanted to come over and watch a movie with him. I said that I would and went to his apt in Garfield. He met me outside and invited me in. He was a very handsome young man, I think about 5 years younger than me. This is it. I didn't care who was on top or bottom.
I am in my mid 20's 6 ft tall and 170 lbs,and had always been straight. About two years ago I began to explore sex with men also. I am writing the experiences I have had and posting them. Let me know if you enjoy. My previous experiences had taken place at one bathhouse or a video porn emporium.
I finally felt free, free to do whatever I wanted without having to worry that someone was going find out or have to "clean up" any evidence. My parents were cool with it, and so was everyone else. I had met Franklin through a friend of mine and he seemed cool. ok I had a total crush on him. thats right 9 pack abs! I had no idea that was possible.
It was obvious it was one of thousands that had been mostly left to rot when the interstate passed it by. No self-service in this place. Matter of fact, I was beginning to think there was no service at all when a sleepy looking dude in baggy overalls shuffled toward the car.
I saw a couple of things I really wanted but I thought their wives might object if I suggested loaning a husband for sex. Outside it was pretty gloomy, very dull and grey, and slightly chilly. I was bored, really bored and was looking for something to occupy my day. Then I saw just the thing that could do it for me walking towards me from the other end of the high street.
I kick with my feet in the frothing hot spa water and my trunks ride the jet stream to the surface. Slap them onto the concrete beside the spa. Feels mighty fine to be buck naked in the hot water. The motel pool/spa room closed at ten. But when I tried my room keycard, the green light blinked and the door opened. I kept the lights off so as not to be noticed. Then I have the place to myself.
Sure enough, the parking lot was empty and I got right to work. I only took a couple of short breaks and was feeling very sore by mid-afternoon. I decided that I had earned a break and went to the men's room to use the shower facilities. I was had just finished shampooing my hair when I saw someone enter the dressing area.
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.
We had been here for over six months, and there wasn't even a hint in the air that any of us would ever be relieved or furloughed within the next hundred years or so. It was a tense situation. We knew that at any moment we could be involved in a scuffle or a war. That we could even get bombed. We were just sitting ducks out here.
It turned out that I was fitting doors with a guy named Tony, well at least I would be working inside, that fact and the sight that greeted me when I arrived on the third floor where I was to work really brightened my mood up.
His eyes lingering on his tight jeans that concealed nothing from his eyes. James was wearing jeans with a loose tank top. The wind rippling it and giving sneak glances at his tanned muscular torso. James returned the look, lust dancing in his eyes, as he cocked his head to one side. Chris' manhood surged. Even the thought of James would make his dick stand up and now it did, ever more so.
He was wearing a jock under his trademark tattered jeans, but the touch of his hand still excited him. Without thinking, he hooked his fingers under his hidden balls and began to stroke the meaty outline of his cock with the crook of his thumb. But not today. John had some definite plans.
Whatever it is about them, they are the one thing that can make a long, boring highway drive more interesting and exciting. Of course, some are much better than others. The best ones are the old places with plenty of holes in them to see your neighbor. The first stall is the one I always take.
No, no, you should know now that yes, you're right. There are a few, and a very few, people who absolutely adore this job. I always thought that about the best job you get must be to work at a movie theater. Well, certainly there are better. This is just the best job you can get where the ticket prices do not apply to you. I'm Aidan, as my name badge says.
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
It had to happen the way he'd been sniffing around, like a hound dog with a mission I joked, me thinking it would be fun to have a change, and anyway I liked him, his sense of humour, everything. After the prompting that is. I took time to lick his enormous red end, but being cut it was easy to manipulate as I cupped it in my tongue, spitting on it to make it more moist.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
Let me quickly give you his stats. Jason was long a lanky, 6'7, maybe 180 pounds, with dark brown hair, brown eyes with a pleasing smile. His voice seemed rather feminine. I on the other hand am only 5'9, br, br, and 165 pounds and muscular.
I came back to me senses when he said that he noticed the shower was still running and asked to join me. "Sure", I said, and with that off came his clothes. He was pretty smooth with a nice looking cock and dark busy pubic hair. He didn't say a word he just headed for the shower. As he passed I thought "DAMN, what an ASS, I'm gonna enjoy this".
We hopped into the shower and soaped and rubbed each other's bodies. He was playing with my cock and I was once again hard. I reached for his, but he pushed my hand away and went to his knees. In one quick move my entire cock was buried in his hot mouth. As he sucked my cock he played with my balls and ass. I was on cloud 9. This young, hunky, bottom boy was driving me crazy....!!!!! He sensed that I was close to cuming and abruptly stopped sucking my cock. "Let's get out and dry off", he said. We dried off and went back into the room.
I said, "let me get us a beer from the mini-bar and we can get acquainted". I got the beer and we both propped ourselves up in bed to talk. As we talked, Jason noticed that my cock was deflating. "Can't have that", he said and reached over and began to play with my cock again. I reached for his cock again, and again he pushed my hand away and moved between my legs and began to suck me. Again, he took me all the way down his throat. As he sucked and teased my balls I could feel the cum rising in my balls. He sensed my excitement and switched from sucking my dick to licking my balls.
Never had I had a man get me this horny by licking my balls. Lower and lower he licked. Then it happened..!! His tongue touched my hole and I went wild..!! I'd NEVER been rimmed before...(or rimmed) I was going wild. Reaching for my cock, I began to jerk it as his tongue did it's magic. Without missing a lick his hand came up and pulled my hand from my cock. "Jason", I said. "I can't stand it anymore, I gotta fuck your ass."
He stopped licking and as he raised his body I noticed two things IMMEDIATELY. First, an evil grin on his very cute face and secondly, that cock I'd yet to touch was now hard and HUGE. He spoke first. "Honey, I'm ALL TOP". I responded in shock, "I've never bottomed before". The smile was quick and from ear to ear. "Tonight is your lucky night!!" With that said, he immediately began to suck my cock, differently this time, more slowly, and while teasing my hole.
I felt pressure as he began to push his finger into me. "Stop Jason", I said, I'm a top and you are too big!" I felt his body covering mine, one finger still in my ass. His tongue now teasing my left ear, as he continued the motion of his finger, He was now becoming more aggressive. He whispered in my ear as he chewed on my earlobe, "you will be begging for my cock before I'm through."
He raised up just long enough to grab the lube. I felt his finger leave me, only to re-appear in my freshly lubed ass. Again he sucked my cock as he continued the gentle motion in my ass. I laid there, eyes closed, dick throbbing and writhing on the bed from all of the sensations. My eyes flew open as I felt a second finger enter me. I moaned in unexpected pleasure as it entered. Jason, obviously excited by my moaning and writhing body, chuckled and said "two down and two to go". With that he went back down on my cock and began a more aggressive fingering of my ass. I was begging. "Jason, PLEASEEEEE suck me off, I can't stand any more of this teasing...!"
He looked up at me still fingering my as and said, "I don't suck guys off, as he shoved more roughly with his fingers, are you ready for my cock in that hole yet? I managed to pant a "NO". He went back down on my cock. As his lips slid down my shaft I felt another finger slide in my ass and I let out another big mmmmmmmmoooooaaaannnn.... I begged again for him to suck me off saying that I can't take any more fingers much less his dick. He pulled of my dick again and smiled a very evil grin. "Yes you can, I slid two fingers in last time, you already have 4 fingers in your ass!" "YOU ARE READY, get on all fours, NOW".
Shocked but EXTREMELY horny, I complied... Now, . I'm on all fours wondering what has just happened. One short hour ago I was dreaming of plugging his ass, now this 18-year-old hunk with a 9-inch cock, has me on all fours with four of his fingers in my ass. I feel his fingers leave me. Again I moan. I hear a package tear and the familiar sound of a condom being filled by a big cock. But this time, I'm not wearing the condom. My mind is racing.....I'm still on all fours but on the verge of panic as I feel the shifting weight on the bed as he moves behind me.
A slap on my right ass cheek brings my mind back. He says to relax as I again feel 4 fingers enter My mmoans betray my protests. Jason says" Anna cum"? "OH GOD YES", I reply. "You want my cock in your ass" came his response. "Yes, anything.... JUST LET ME CUM"! "You have to ask for it", he says as his fingers twist and poke in my hole... "Ok, OK, please fuck me, just let me cum"! He laughed and said, "I told you I'd have you begging for my big cock.."
The fingers were instantly gone..... replaced by the spongy head of his dick...I felt the increasing pressure....then it happened....the head entered my ass. I heard an enormous groan...and realized it was me. My breaths were coming rapidly, my heart was racing...."FUCK...I can't believe I took that big cock." "Go slow I said.... let me get used to......" I never finished the sentence. A hard slap landed on my ass cheek and as my brain registered the pain of the slap, Jason's dick entered me completely as his body simultaneously pushed me onto the bed. In two seconds I was pinned to the bed by his body with over 9 inches of cock firmly planted in my ass. The moan from my mouth was surely heard throughout the hotel. "Gotcha", he said as he gabbed his dick for emphasis.
My breath was returning to normal, and my body had relaxed a bit. "Back on all fours Jason said, as he pulled be back into position. "You are gonna LOVE this", he said. He began to slowly fuck my ass. As Jason began to speed, up the length of his stokes got longer. I reached for my dick...I had to have some relief. He said' "Don't touch your cock"! Please I begged...I HAVE TO GET OFF.... You WILL...and with that he started Jack Hammering my ass..... "CUM", he said...."I'm gonna fuck the cum out of your balls" My lungs were sucking air like an old style locomotive...my mind was in overload from the sensations.....AUGH......I cried as my cock exploded...My dick was spraying cum all over the sheets beneath me. With each of Jason's thrusts I shot another load...five, six, maybe more fired from my balls...
Exhausted, out of breath and still moaning I fell to the bed under the weight of Jason's body coming down on mine. I laid there panting, Jason on top of me.... still impaled on his cock. Shock registered in my now recovering brain.... JASON HAD NOT CUM YET... I ASSumed he would quit (To be continued)
I had been working out all year long and been taking a full school schedule. It was my first year of college and things had been going really well. I had decided to come back and stay with my parents for the summer to save on money. I noticed there was a new neighbor next door who must have moved in after I had graduated from high school. After a run we start talking and decide to work out together.
Sitting down to eat my meager meal after work one day the phone rings. I pick it up with my customary improvised macho "Hello. " "Good evening Mr. Collins, I'm calling from the American Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. " "I see, I replied in less than macho voice already kicking myself for not having the moxy to just tell him to piss off.
In my final year as a eagle scout I get to room with this drop dead gorgeous blackhaired hunk of a man. He is hung like a horse and as I find this hidden clearing with a pond near our camp site I think it is a perfect opportunity to see if I can convince him to go skinny dipping with me ;)
I was a bit nervous placing an ad on the Internet looking for satisfaction for this fantasy, but after a brief email relationship with Bill, the only respondent, I felt ready to go through with it. I now had a guy who was going to let me do this, then I'll never have to seem him again after that.
A place in Reno, Nevada that is clean and well taken care of. A gay bathhouse with private rooms, two glory hole rooms, a steam room, and more. I was taken there by a good friend of man named Bobby. He was more than a friend, he was a fellow bisexual married man, who had allowed me to accept my bisexuality, and had also been the first man I had been with sexually in years.
I try to keep fit and think I look younger than my 38 years - though I don't think it would matter too much if I didn't. Young chinese gays are only too willing to have sex with "gweilos" the local term for Europeans - the word means "foreign devils" but no-one takes offence at it.
Having turned 33 this year, I have had time to enjoy sex with several older gentlemen of all sizes, colors, and tastes. I met one of my favorite Tops a few months ago during Southern Decadence here in New Orleans. The Friday night before Labor Day arrived. I put on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and hiking boots and hit the Quarter.
He loved watching their smooth dark skin as they skillfully dribbled the ball with their lean, muscular arms. The only problem was he had little in common with any of them. While the black boys dominated the basketball court, Danny spent most his time performing on the stage in theater. Some of the theater productions required heavy choreography. He struck up a conversation with the lean, mus.
00, very hot, humid day, sudden very heavy downpour, me, in my van, driving along a suburban road. It had just started to rain, it was one of those sudden heavy showers, then I saw him, a young lad walking along my side of the road trying to be brave and not seek shelter. I pulled into the curb and stopped just ahead of him. Hop in, Ill drop you off, save you getting any wetter.
That wonderful chance meeting of eyes, the unspoken acknowledgement of "oh yea, you and me" then rushing towards a bathroom or car where penises begin bubbling merrily moments later. "And what's your name?" Ah, but he's gone, and to be honest, I don't really care about his name. Sometimes you want to be in love, sometimes not. Sometimes a man just wants another man inside.
Prior to that I knew the basics, but little more, since I lived in a smaller town just outside the city. The daily commute wasn't more than about fifteen minutes, which was tolerable. I always drove a cube van, just a delivery truck like couriers use, and I usually drove alone.
I took a gander at the pictures of rent boys to see if there was a guy I felt I could be with. Jason was so much like Kev, you could almost say he was a double. On meeting Jason at a destined place he was curious to know how I found him, when I said he was furious because he had given up being a rent boy a year back.
I didn't bother me because we didn't had a lot of contact. He was a shy guy and we never hung out a lot. After a few days alone in my apartment on the campus I got a message from the campus administration that I would have a new room mate next week. I prepared his site of the room and cleaned the shared bathroom. Sunday evening just after dinner there were some knocks on the door.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
One day Dan, the 3rd baseman of our school team and a real hunk, caught me watching him as we changed after a late workout. He started harassing me about it, saying he'd seen me staring at some of the guys before. He said if I wanted to see his crotch so much, I should get on my knees where I could see it up close. He said he was gonna tell everyone I was a faggot unless I suck his cock.
They all knew what a tease I could be, especially with the men, so it came as no surprise that I started teasing someone else. Ed was one of 'the group'. He was about 5'10", 140lbs and had short, dark hair. He was half italian, on his fathers side I think. He had a cute face, and a gorgeous bum. It was the latter that started it all. I don't think he heard me.
The saggy tits, no ass, basic shuffle to their walk, and other behaviors that we all know that accompany men of the elderly group. I guess there's that part in all of us where attitude rears its ugly little head and it has always done so with me. Seniors and fat men just could never get my balls burning. It seems that since I made the shift I have more opportunities with all sorts of men.
Sick of only having been with men who wanted to blow me, I finally find an online date who is into some anal action, but he wants to fuck me and I was never a bottom... before...
He has had a great impact on my life. We have met two times now and I am very much in love with his kind and gentle ways of making sensual, erotic love to another man. I am that lucky man. Following my first meeting with John, I found it difficult to keep my mind on other things.
Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. I guess I've been driving that route for over fifteen years now. It was a long trip and it was a boring trip. Long hours at the wheel of my eighteen-wheel refrigerated trailer-truck, delivering meat from the heartland to the East Coast. I had a good steady job with Macon, Mitchell and Marlin, the big meat company, and I certainly wasn't complaining.
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