I'm about 6 feet tall, about 200lbs. and hairy. Yes I'm a classic muscular bear. I travel a lot for business, and have been in Europe some 20 times in the past two years. On one of many trips to Amsterdam, I was staying at the Renaissance Hotel in Amsterdam, near the Central train station. It was late in the evening, the day had finally ended, and I was exhausted.
Overseas Travel
Topped by a Truck Driver
Just the thought of all that power behind the wheel of such a big piece of machinery made my mouth water. I think my fascination was fueled by something that almost happened but didn't when I was in my early twenties. I was working in a discount store where I had been working since graduation from college.
True Story With Hispanic 18yo in the Bathhouse
I was all soaped and shampooed up when a young (18 year old) Hispanic man entered the dressing area wearing his swimsuit and carrying his bag of clothes for changing. He looked at me just a little longer than normal as he passed the opening and placed his things on a bench beyond where I could see. My mind raced, wondering if he would come into the shower or if I should exit for the dressing area. Knowing that many Hispanics are quite shy about exposing themselves, I decided my best bet was to rinse quickly and try to get to the dressing room before he was undressed.
Paris Train Station
i went to the toilet in the main train station (this is were a lot of gay men hang about). I was standing at one of the urinals having a piss when the guy next to me looked over and started to stare at my penis, I started to get a bit nervous but also i was getting turned on by this.
Knock On The Door
I told him that my house was too messy, but that I would be happy to accompany him to his pad, he consented and so off we went.
Fucked By The Doctor
"M-Morning Dr. Ivanov. I-I'm okay, thanks!" Matt stuttered. He blushed and walked off. 'Damn! He always gets to me.' Matt thought as he shook his head.
Encounters During Night Out At The Gay Club
He reaches up and rubs his calloused hands over my pecs then he pinches my nipples. I close my eyes and throw my head back as our bodies move against each other. His rough hands make their way to my waist and then to my lower back. He cups my butt cheeks in his hands, his fingers working their way into the tears in my jeans. He finds his way to my ass crack and grins. "Mmm... Commando," he growls in my ear. I smile and lean into his ear. "Only way to be in a pair of tight jeans," I said before nipping at his diamond studded earlobe. "You got a fuckable ass." He said. I grin as he squeezes my ass cheeks for emphasis. "I know," I reply.
Poolside Encounter at Swanky Hotel
It was August, and very hot. I was staying in a fairly nice, but not swanky, hotel. I had finished my business for the day and was relaxing at the hotel pool at mid-afternoon. I had had a strong drink in the hotel bar and then swam a couple of laps to cool off. Now, I was lying on a lounge chair in my gray swim trunks, behind sunglasses.
The Spark On The Hill
It isn't because I don't find the love I want from my partner. No, it is a much different need that is fulfilled by the embrace of total strangers. This experience happened two nights ago. It has been warm recently, and two nights ago was simply beautiful, cool and refreshing, with the smell of jasmine filling the streets.
Not So Dark Room
I gathered up my camera and tripod and started toward the darkroom which happened to be in the backroom of my studio. I turned on my safe light and started to prepare the chemistry when i noticed my light was flipping on and off. I looked around, trying to focus on anything i could when i felt a hand on my shoulder.
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