He knew it. He was actively teasing me after a few minutes. It didn't take long before we both knew what was going on, and we dropped pretenses. I asked him when he got off work, and he said he couldn't wait that long. He led me inside, after looking around carefully, and we went to a small room with some huge empty shelves and nothing else. He locked us in, and things got serious. Marco started undressing, and so did I. For me it was easy, I just peeled down my cutoffs and started to lift off my t- shirt. Marco stepped up and did it for me. As he dropped my shirt, he reached down and squeezed my cock, which was already hard as stone, and gave me one of his killer smiles. Those eyes, that face, that gleaming smile, just clawed at my heard. Damn, but I wanted him!
Gay Encouner With Marco
Sucking Teenage Cock in Rest Room
All five of the cubicles were occupied and two men stood waiting. At least one was standing, peering through the gap between door and wall of the middle cubicle. The other was crouched down, looking under the door. Sam was in the second cubicle, sitting on the toilet, but like the man beside him and the other at the far end, he was watching the action going on in the third and fourth toilets.
Fucking the Young 19 Year Old Boy
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.
Collection of Memories from My Past
It's warm, I'm horny but scared. A car passes, stops a little further along. I walk past. The voice stop me in my tracks. I turn back, see a hand groping a crotch. I bend down to look in the window. A partly unbuttoned shirt reveals a hairy chest. Then a pleasant face. He repeats the phrase, then reaches between my legs.
Wrestling Moment at the Beach
I was at Virginia Beach walking the boardwalk to ease the full feeling from a big seafood dinner. Dressed in an old T and some cord shorts, sans briefs, I was enjoying the balmy, humid warmth resulting from a sunny day at the beach. I kept my eyes moving, watching for any signal that some man might send.
A Moment At The Beach
When he asked me what I enjoyed doing for a workout, I replied that a fun wrestling match between friends was the best exercise I could imagine. He turned immediately and grinned as he met my look. We discussed the TV wrestlers, their favorite holds and some of the gimmicks. After a brief pause, he asked me if I got the chance to do much wrestling these days. I said not as much as I liked since I traveled so much.
My First Experience with the California Surfer Dude
I wanted a guy - especially the cute, curly haired guys I would see at the beach - terribly, but I didn't have the nerve to approach them. I would walk the beach in Venice (the area that is gay and used to even be nude) and in a certain area off Ocean Park that used to be heavily gay. The walks would fuel my imagination and besides, I also enjoyed the exercise and fresh air.
Learned From The Reader
One of the e-mails I'd gotten was from this guy who told me he could relate to the main character very well, then told me about him and the relationship he has with two of his friends. After I'd read it, i couldn't stop thinking about it.
Walking The Dogs
I always go down with the car as it is too far to walk. I'd never encountered anything particularly exciting in there until the day this tale is about. It was my usual time in early afternoon on a week day, and the warmth of spring was finally reaching our parts with the second hottest day of the year.
Russian Straight Guide Shows His Gay Side
The Berlin wall had fallen and the USSR had broken into smaller republics. And the Russian Republic's economy was in tatters. All of this had led my company to send me to Moscow to seek out business opportunities. I had been in the capital for a number of weeks when I had the adventure I recount for you. It was a sweltering July afternoon.
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