I turn my head to look. The door was partly open, and I could see a tall man standing at the toilet. He turned his head and looked at me. Caught, I turned my head forward. By now, my urine had stopped and my hard eight inch dick grazed the porcelin toilet. I couldn't help it. I looked again. He was still there, standing with his back to me. I decided to really check him out. As my eyes took him in, I noticed that his shorts were a little lower on his body. He must've felt me looking, because they slid even lower, revealing two tanned, hairy cheeks. No underwear. The shorts fell to the floor. This ass was probably the best ass I've ever seen. I'm a total ass man. I need a solid, thick, hairy ass. I was transfixed.
The Guy With The Nikes
Big Dick Visior Back From Russia
No wonder he had turn into drinking. One and half of bottle of congac and whisky can make drunk the real man not to say about barely adult youth like Andriushka. We were drinking from his morning arrive till the noon. And although we stopped drink after it trying to sober, well, our disposition was nor better and the worse. The alkoholic drunkenness continued to influence on us till the sleeping, perhaps more: till next morning.
My First Taste of Cock
Thunder followed me to my place where we walked the three flights of stairs to my apartment. We went inside where I took a seat on my large easy chair and he sat down on the couch just to my right. He smiled coolly and asked, "so why do you want to suck my cock so bad, you seem too straight to do such a thing ?" I told him that it's something that I have fantasized about doing for a long time but could never get up the courage to do it. Sure, I'd chatted in the gay rooms online with hot guys for a few years now and had cyber sex with dozens of them but never for real. I just thought that I would get off by chatting with hot men in cyber space and that would be it. But my hunger for the real thing was far too over powering. I wanted the real thing now.
Coming Out In Africa
"Look here, young man...by the way your name is Nico, right?" and without waiting for an answer he kept on
Three Cocks One Evening, You Do The Math
I was instantly attracted to him, he was wearing a tight black vest that showed off his muscular arms and chest. He had short black hair, rugged features and coarse black stubble. Now I was dancing right next to him, his tanned skin glistening with perspiration, I edged closer and caught his eye.
Mall Cocksucker Waits for Young Cock in Mens Room
Next thing I know, a pair of knees is coming under the stall wall. Looked pretty good, tanned, covered with dark swirls of hair...then the "piece de resistance": a big, hard, uncut cock, in the middle of the legs. I reached down and started stroking it, really working that foreskin, finally pulling it back and rubbing my palm around the head, feeling the shaft get real hard. He seemed to be enjoying it - when all of a sudden, it (and the legs), disappear! I was just gonna chalk it up to experience and split, when I see his hand motioning to me...he wanted mine!
Soldier At Lake Belton
I left Austin about 2:00 pm for a leisurely drive home avoiding the typical afternoon Austin traffic. I took a slight detour to check out a park that has been known to be a good cruising spot. This park is on the shores of Lake Belton overlooking the dam and only a few miles from Fort Hood, one of Uncle Sam's largest army installations and home of untold numbers of hot soldiers.
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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.
The Straphanger
A human tide surges through the doors. I keep my seat since there are no aged or infirm to stand up for. The lady on my left pulls out a bible lesson to read, the man on my right buries himself in the Times stock market pages, and in front of me stands a strap-hanger whose crotch is a couple of feet from my face. New York. I love it. I'm not in the gay life, being married and all.
Sneaking Into the Adult Bookstore
For two months I had tried to find away into the adult bookstore that my buddy Aaron told me about. Every since the day he told me you could go into these little booths in the back of the store to watch porno movies and get your cock sucked, I had been dying to get in. When he told me about his first time in the store, the day after he turned eighteen, I said he was full of shit.
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