He was definitely a gorgeous man. He was much more muscular than Roger expected a miler to be. But there he was, anyway: nice wide shoulders, great delts, carved pecs tapering to a minuscule 28 inch waist. And those calves. Chad felt most runners don't put enough hours in the gym. He meant that it helped a lot to enhance both endurance and power when you run.
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On The Bus
Bathhouse Nights
In there shower there might be nobody else, or there might be several men. I remember one time when I was alone with another man, when I had soaped up and had soap on my ass, he cuddled up to me and rubbed his penis into my ass crack. It felt so nice and clean and intimate! He didn't put it all the way into me, but it felt nice just to have him rub his hard, hot cock along my crack.
Gay Fuck Encounter At HMV
I pretended to be looking at some of the CDs on display on the same row of shelves where he happened to be browsing. It did not take long for him to notice me, and this time when he did I swore I could see a sly smile forming on his face from the corner of my eye. He put down whatever CD he was browsing and started to walk towards me. I pretended to be engrossed with the CD I had in my hands but in truth, my heart started thumping in excitement. The hardon which had developed from my stalking him grew even harder in anticipation. This Adonis passed me by, but as he did so, he brushed his hands against my butt which was such an erotic gesture that I almost came on the spot. I felt drunk with lust, now that I had an inkling that perhaps my feeling for him was mutual.
Visiting the New Bar Trestle
I was told that anything and everything happens at this place and being it Dallas, I was very skeptical but decided to take my friend up on his suggestion. First a little about myself, I was 24 at the time with blue eyes and blond hair, I stand 6 feet and weigh 220 lbs. I am just your average white boy who happens to like black dick and a lot of it.
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Two Old Men And Me
I still remember it as if it were last night. It was on a Friday night. I met them in a bar in the city where I live. They were about 20-25 yrs older than me. I was 30 at the time. After a few drinks and some small talk, I went home with them. They said that they were lovers and that they were looking for a sex toy for the night. Just some sport fucking as they put it.
Meeting Two Teenage Lads at Threave Castle
On a fine sunny morning I decided to visit Threave Castle. To get there you have to walk about three quarters of a mile from the car park down a path and wait to be ferried across the small river to the island where the castle lies. As I wandered around the castle, enjoying the feel of all its history, I on several occasions noticed a couple of lads of 18 exploring the place as well.
I Love To Fuck At Rest Stops And Public Bathrooms
He was big. A good half of foot taller then me, and probably 60 pounds heavier. He had a full scraggly beard and was slightly balding. He was wearing dark blue jeans, sneakers, and a red flannel. He was not physically attractive. He looked at me and sort of smiled, sort of sneered. I wasn't who he was expecting. Me, cleancut and innocent. A sissy city boy. He approached with out saying anything. Reached for my shoulder and pulled me up. He wrapped is arm around me and pulled me in. His other hand reached for my crotch and gave a rough tug. He kicked the door shut and pushed me into the stall wall. He pressed his heavy body against mine with force and began unbuttoning his flannel.
Your First Visit to a Gay Club
I'm out on the dance floor with some stranger, very cute I might add. Suddenly, I spot YOU sitting alone at a table, holding a drink, glancing around like YOU don't belong. I love shy guys. Groping my partner one last time, I thank him for a great time with a quick kiss and a little tongue.
Older for Older
In my early forties when I played with men, I usually only liked to be sucked and oral reciprocation was not part of my sexual experience. I live in New York City and there were gay baths in those days to visit, so it was easy and quick to find sexual release. I would usually check into in a bath house in the East Village, shower first, check out the swinging wet cocks, go to the steam room for a few minutes and maybe fondle someone in the misty, hot room. Then I would go lie down naked on the small bed in my dimly lit cubicle and wait for some strange man to come in.
Becoming a Cock Sucking Slut in the Leather Bar
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.
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