I had been there about 30 minutes cruising the crowd when a guy I knew slightly came in, sat down next to me and said, "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?" I told him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night. I asked him what the hell he meant and he told me that he had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht that was moored in the yacht club marina. He went on to say that he had been told that it was owned by an older retired guy who regularly invited 10 to 20 young gay studs for an orgy that at least went on all night and sometimes into the weekend as well! He said that this would be his first time there but that he had been told that he could bring a friend along with him.
Gay Yacht Orgy
Getting to know my Dentist
We got to talking and it turned out Steve was going to Paris in about two months for the first time. Since I had lived in Paris for three years, I offered to lend him some material that would let him get around the city easier once he got there. When he returned from Europe, Steve talked about his "friend" that went with him. He never mentioned a gender but I assumed it was a female. However, the more he talked about his friend, the less sure I was. Then he told me that his friend's name was "John" and they had been friends since childhood. John lived in New York and they didn't see each other often. I then realized two things for sure -- 1) Steve wasn't married and 2) He was not living with anyone. I started to hope...
Gaysex with the UPS delivery man
"You know, I haven't had a toke for, oh, maybe five years, certainly not since I got married." I was acutely aware of the ring; it was probably the third or fourth thing I noticed about him the first time I'd seen him. "I have to agree, it beats drinking."
Hot Hunk Shave
John put his arms back on the arm rest and when the barber stepped to the side of the chair John started kneading the barber's balls. The barber leaned over & chewed Johns nibs a bit before he started the chest and belly clipping. It was a finishing clipper- as close as it gets without a wet shave. John atempted to get up from the chair after the belly was done down to the bush line. The barber pushed him down, John protested mildly but the barber was not done. I had not seen the arm rest straps but quickly John was secured to the arm rest. The barber made John spread his legs while he applied a hot wet towel to his crotch and balls.
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.
Delivery Man Cometh
"But I miss Marcus so very much" I heard myself saying so pitifully and when I nudged my face into Julian's shoulder I felt a certain presence that was so enduring He was a good deal taller than I, about Marcus's stature so it was easy to imagine, standing there as I was, that it was Marcus and it seemed natural and as if by instinct I let my hand wonder. But then suddenly realising I apologized profusely, went to remove my hand with a jumble of words which tried to explain how that happened.
Gay Sex in the Sauna
I entered my small dark room and began to undress. Once inside the dress code is "towel only" or less! I wrapped the towel around waist and tried to decide if I wanted to cruise around the rooms or stay in mine with the door cracked. Staying in my room sounded like a good start! I dimmed the light to almost darkness, layed back on the bed and took a deep inhale of a popper. What a rush! I leaned forward and cracked the door a bit and layed back to make sure there was enough light and space to see in.
Getting Fucked at Adult Bookstore
I stopped in at a local adult bookstore. I have always been into guys but never went very far. That all changed tonight. I walked back to the booths and picked an open one, I placed the money in and sat back to enjoy some hot porn. When the door opened to the both next door.
Mirror Image
I thought about this; the guy getting sucked was still here, but could I just go down to the end stall, did I have the nerve. I didn't I found, but I did have an idea. I made the right noises, hiked up my pants, then left the stall like I was leaving. If anyone was heard to be coming in the restroom I would have immediately turned back to the stall, but they didn't, so I went to the inside door, opened it, stayed inside and let it close. Then in a second or two, I again opened the inside door, then I went back to the stalls....just like I had just come in. I went right to the end stall and locked the door.
All Day Sexathon
He reached down and pulled my drawstrings and I stood up, taking them off. He stood and we kissed. I held him tight, fulfilling a long time fantasy of mine. He turned me around and I got on the floor on my stomach. He spread my legs and knealt between them. His cock was raging and I couldn't wait to feel it inside of me. He put the tip in and found that I wasn't as tight as he had thought. (As I said I had been a bottom for many years.) He fucked me hard! The harder he fucked, the more I screamed for more.
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