The bar no longer exists but at the time, it had regular security patrols of its downstairs toilets and if they caught you up to anything, you got chucked out. I used to pop in during the early part of the evening, after I had finished work. My job at that time allowed me to dress casually, so I was always in jeans.
Wet Water Sports Evening
Feeling His Cock Throbbing Inside of Me
He is my absolute mentor, my lover, my everything and just being with him is like being in heaven. He makes me feel so complete and utterly wanted and needed in every way. To feel the gentle touch of his fingertips sooth my soul with their gentle touch, the way he whispers the things he wants to do with me and how he wants me tonight.
There Has To Be A First Time
This was me at that time. I had by now been enjoying having my hard juicy cock sucked, as well as sucking a nice hot piece of man-meat that would come through the hole to me. It was one of those afternoons that I was hot and horny, really looking forward to the taste and feel of some juicy pricks, as well as feeling my full 8" throbbing meat to be sucked on.
Polynesian Perfection
I was on vacation on the island of Oahu. Brigham Young University sponsors a very worthwhile cultural center that depicts and maintains the various cultures of the Polynesian islands. The island of Fiji captivated me most. Or rather, a young man in the Fijian village captivated me - completely.
Stranger On A Train
He was in his forties he said and was called Paul. I'd told him my name, we'd made some small talk and having found out that I was a whisky drinker he asked me to his house to help finish off a bottle. It wasn't far out of my way and I figured I could take care of myself if anything happened so I agreed. I had nothing better to do.
Dressed in Drag and Finding Trucker Heaven
That evening I took a shower, and on the spur of the moment, I decided to shave some of the hair off my body. I had shaved my groin many years ago for my darling, Bobby; he seemed to prefer a hairless crotch. Maybe my new lovers would, too. I removed all the hair from my neck down to almost mid-thigh.
The Thrill Of Discovery
Most guys must have noticed those ominous messages on doors and walls inn public loo's - and the odd one or two with telephone numbers advertising their services - and for a few of us, sitting on the Loo, perhaps having a crafty squeeze. I was going to try it. All may not be what it seems, but the hell to it, I was feeling horny and turned on by the thrill of discovery.
Ride Home in the Rain
After running a few errands, I was on my way home. The old highway was deserted except for a few cars passing by every now and then. I had just set my wipers to the mist position when the rain started to pick up to a light shower. Nothing soaking, just enough of a shower on a humid day to make the air feel even more sticky. That's when I saw him. He was not your average hitchhiker.
Solid Gold for Big Cock Worshipper
Actually, a couple of confessions. I have been crazy about cock since my early twenties. I was pretty active in those days. The more I got the more I wanted. Quite early on, I developed a "taste" for big cocks/ Oversized meat. No salami too long, no pork too thick, hard or hairy for my liking. As time went by the inevitable happened: I ran into a few whoppers that were more than dud then stud.
Plow Me in the Last Arcade Booth
The quiet streets had deep furrows of snow through which an occasional taxi or auto would creep. I was surprised that the coffee shop was open, and that so many hearty souls had ventured out for breakfast on a Saturday morning. A group of college-aged boys were huddled at the counter. They were wearing trendy club clothes, and I assumed that they were wandering home from a long night of partying.
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