Well, I joined this fraternity when I went to college, and it was the regular old Fraternity...you know the type. Most of the guys were kind of sexist and such (although, don't get me wrong, I liked them all, and none of the guys were 'bad guys'). The problem was that, as a closeted homosexual, I did not fit in to their crowd. I had a FEW friends who were kind of unique, and who accepted my off-beat brand of humor, which was tainted heavly by that closeted homosexuality, and therefore, most of my humor missed it's point with the other people...poor me. So really, I did not fit in.
Well, it was QUITE the luck of me one day to stumble across somthing I should probably not stumbled across. I was in the room of a guy named Andy. He had borrowed a CD a couple of weeks earlier and failed to return them, as many a Fraternity borther so OFTEN does. So I went in to retrieve it. I looked on top of the stereo, and on top of his roomates stereo, and could not find them. Then I took a dare to myself (about being nosey) and looked in his top drawer. In there I found nothing but his underwear, socks, and an envelope on the bottom that was not sealed. Now, my little concience said "This is NOT right!" but I said what the hell, and looked anyway.
Inside the envelope were several names, handwritten, and on top of the list were the letters om my house, and the word "homosexuals". Now I was quite surprised to find names on that list that I had always found to be COMPLETELY straight. In addition I was surprised that Andy would leave this lying around! Needless to say I was shocked and very excited.
Later that night, I cornered Andy in the end of the hall, and told him I had been in his room looking for my CD. I said "Oh, I looked on the stero and such", then casually, "and in your top drawer...but nothing TOO interesting." Well he kind of JUMPED on that last statement.
Several times I feel his crotch pressing up against my elbow as my dentist works in my mouth. I decide to press back ever so lightly. I may have imagined it, but I think he pushed back harder...
We had to share a double bed because of another roommate. One night, I got very daring and messaged him in his sleep. I'd never touched another guy before so I felt I was taking a real chance but couldn't stop myself. He seemed to stay asleep so I moved down to his shorts and lay my hand on his cock, so slowly. I touched him in wonder and thrill because I'd never done anything like this before.
I had spent my first year of college in Minnesota at a small state school and was excited to be back in Des Moines (believe it or not) and in the big city where I could be more open about my interest in men. School was hell - there were tons of hot guys there, but I couldn't so much as hit on any of them as I would be killed instantly by the very homophobic college population.
I spent the whole weekend jerking off to my fantasies of Eric fucking me silly. I had to see him. I went to the train station and bought a train ticket to visit him at school. I could have cared less if I missed some classes. I needed his cock and cum. I purchased a round trip ticket for a train which was leaving in an hour. I went to the bar at the station. I was a real dump. He winked to me.
I was going to UCLA and to make ends meet, I was working at a market. Although I knew I was gay, I had never had any experience. Sexually I didn't even know what guys did to each other. Guess I came from a very sheltered home. After working for a couple of weeks, I was assigned to the night shift.
I bought two all lesbian and two regular movies. I was most excited about seeing the cock slide in the girls pussy so I planned to watch one of those first. I often wondered about guys and even jacked off to the idea several times. I even dressed in girls clothes and imagined being with a guy sometimes. I just ignored it because there was no way I could be gay or bi.
I had just turned 18 a few weeks before, and was still hopelessly a virgin. When my roommate Mike asked me if I wanted to go to the St. Patty's day party at his Fraternity house, I readily accepted, determined that tonight of all nights, I would hook up. Little did I know how right I was.
"Whatcha doing?" asked the fraternity brother while he eyed my exposed cock. I went to cover myself with the printout and kick the intruder in the head, when he retreated to the other stall. "Just polishing the ol' boy," I replied candidly, thinking the gentleman to have satisfied himself with a curious glance. "Ah. Whatcha using?" Apparently not. "Some story." He suggest he can help me out.
I had worked five shifts in three days and deserved a day to myself. I wanted to sleep in, but my paperboy, Ned, had different ideas. Ned was a cute 18 year old stud, muscular, a soccer player. This is the story about my adventures with him, the landscaper, college stud next door, some frat boys, random stranded motorist and the pizza boy. This was a very busy all-day sex marathon!
I was in my hotel room surfing the Dallas m4m room. It was full, but as usual, no one was talking. My phone rang and took me from the computer for a few minutes. When I returned I had a lengthy Instant Message. The message stated that the author's name was Jason. He said he liked my profile did I have time to chat? I immediately checked for a profile. Rats. nothing there. I IMed back.
Jeff, an athelete, with handsome looking face of long muscular hands that could grab a whole reproductive organ of a man, he is tanned, hazel nuts eye. Both of hunks are 18 and they are going to their national service soon, thus, both strangers went to the gym together.
At a gay bar a guy walks up and asks me "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?". I tell him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night since I had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht.
At Henlow camp in Buckinghamshire UK. Why? Because it sparked off a new edge to my life. I'd joined the services to get some life after experiencing the doldrums of civilian life and having difficulty in finding a job. But what I found was something I had never imagined, something that brought out the real me - and it was the best thing that could have happened for me at such a young age.
Another wave crashed over my head sending me tumbling under the water, as my naked body rolled close to the sand I wondered if I was cut out for these nudist beaches - again I could feel my cock start to swell as the currents pulled at my body. Jesus, I was getting another erection, being naked in the hot sun and being here on this out of the way beach was enough to get me horny.
I am a second year physics student at McGill University, I'm 23, 6'2" brown hair and eyes. I had been working out at the university's gym all winter so I developed a great hard body. I took a nice long shower. I like taking bicycle rides. I was enjoying belle Montreal and the weather was so nice.
I was doing some classified work for the Army and this was my chance to get together with other contractors to discuss the overall project. The conference was also being held at one of favorite places; an unusual military installation near the ocean. I got to be close to these macho military guys in a casual atmosphere.
Horny as hell in the Frat House. Usually I find a frat brothers underwear to smell while I jack off. Little did I know that there were others that felt the same way as me. When I catch one of them I convince him that maybe we should go further and do other things together. I would love to suck cock!
I'll spread a soft quilt or blanket on the floor so that I have plenty of room to stretch and be free; I want my fantasy lovers to have it all. How about putin' on a porn film, preferably one with young guys, smooth or lightly hairy bodies, athletic, just for some company. Love to see them sucking and fucking; if they're good they can have me, too. Ready to start the fun.
Well, we finally got through the BS and went into his room to talk about it. I told him that I would be HAPPY to have my name grace that list, so long as he like kept it rolled up in his ass or somthing, so that nobody would ever find it. Well, he said that I could be on the list as soon as he told the others about me, and as soon as I was initiated. We also made arrangments to make sure that nobody on that list knew I "stumbled onto" the list that Andy was supposed to keep secret, we just made up a story about him finding me jerking off to an "Exercise for Men Only!". Didn't want Andy to loose his job as list keeper!
It was midnight on a Saturday, and Andy told me that we were going to the secret meeting place of their group. It was at the house of one of the brothers that did not live in the Fraternity house. We went over there, and went into his basement.
Andy told me that before I was "officially" allowed to see all the people on the list, I would have to perform oral sex on him. This was to insure that I was not telling him I was gay, in order to find out who all the guys were that really were gay. Of course, Andy and I knew that I already KNEW who everybody was and that I could just blow the whistle, but I also knew I wanted in, because I was as gay as the next guy! I got down on my knees and put my lips around his cock and started to suck him off. I heard a camera snap, and then he told me to get up. "That is enough, you're in!" And so I was led into the room where all the other guys were standing. There were all the guys that were on the list, and then there was another guy...one of my pledge brothers named Pete. He was, in my opinion, a heavenly, gorgeous hunk. Nice to look at while he played volleyball shirtless up on the campus lot, in other words!
They said that tonight they would "initiate" two new people, me and Pete. They said that they were going to play a game called "Six Shooter". I had never heard of this before (like I was supposed to have!?!). They pulled out two carpet covered boxes with slanted sides that looked like saddle horses or somthing.
Anyway, it was apparent thay were going to tie us down to these things. I was strapped to one of them. My ankles were secured at the base of one side, and I was bent over at the waist , and then my body lay flat across the top of it, and straps were put across my back. Essentially, I was just bent over this thing, and could move nothing but my arms, my head, and my crotch..
Now my head was cock level, and my ass was too. So I could see what was coming. (although not the FULL potential!). Pete was done up in the same way. Then a guy named Mark explained the rules.
"You are both going to suck off three guys. You will swallow their come as SOON as they shoot off. You will not spill a DROP. That of course is the first three 'shots' in our game. The speed at which these three men come to orgasm will depend SOULY on your skill in orally stimulating them. At the SAME TIME as you are giving these guys head, three different guys will fuck you up the ass. Your crotch is free to pump, and your ass is free to tighten down on their cock as hard as possible...and free to open up wide in order to QUICKLY accomodate each new guy. The speed at which these three guys come will depend on your abilty to, essentially, 'BE A GOOD FUCK!' Of course, with all this talk of speed, you must realize that this is a CONTEST between the two of you. The WINNER of the contest will be unstrapped TEMPORARLLY in order to allow the LOSER to suck him off. Then the winner of the contest will be restrapped to the bench, and the loser will felch all the come out of his ass. Of course both of you will be given enemas before we start. After the contest, you will both be considered members. Let the game begin!"
So there I was. Spread wide eagle and a guy shoved a thin hose up my ass and pumped me full of warm water to clean me out. I watched as they did this to Pete, as they had us arranged now so that we could see each others asses, but not faces. I actually liked watching them clean his ass out...it definatly made me rock hard, and I liked looking at his tight ass pump as the water flowed into and out of his hole. He, like me, was obviously enjoying it. I heard him moaning, and then I just put my head down and enjoyed it myself. I was kind of wondering wether or not being forced to felch him out was so bad. In fact, I wasn't sure if it was very bad at all! Then I assumed he was thinking the same thing. I guess that was the catch, there WASN'T a loser in this game!
After that the guys lined up at my ass and my head. Sombody shot off a starter pistol and the first guy put his cock in my mouth, and sombody at my ass rubbed lubricant on my asshole, and then crammed themself inside of me. I decided the best course of action was to just pump and squeeze my ass the whole time and not think about it unless sombody forced me to stop so that a new guy could fuck me.
I just decided that all my attention would focus on the large cock in my mouth. The first guy was a cross country runner. He was thin and lean, and he always walked around with his shirt off. I liked looking at his hairless chest. I like a smooth chest on 90% of all guys ( I like a clean shaven face on 98% percent of guys as well. God I hate a fucking beard, even a goatee is gross! Although there is a rare case when the unshaven look, i.e. five o'clock shadow taken to about two days old, that makes me RAGING with lust! But if I can actually PULL on it at all I am grossed out. Why am I telling you about beards?) There is rarely a case where a hairy chest turns me on (but there was, in fact, one of these rare cases in my little line!). Any way, this guy just kept telling me "Yeah, suck you bitch come on, make me fucking JHIZZ!" I seldom looked at his face, and when I did he was not really looking at me, he was just pumping with his eyes closed.
After a couple of minutes, this guy shot his load, he screamed "Swallow you fucker SWALLOW! YEAH! You get every fucking drop of my come! You'd rather eat my come than eat ANYTHING else you bitch!" And of course at the moment he was correct!
The second guy was a very miled mannered young guy. A VERY gentle and genuannly funny guy (I don't mean gentle as in effeminate, just safe to be around, he made me feel good) and he was the hairy chested guy I spoke of. He reminded me of Christian Slater. When he put himslef in my mouth he didn't yell at me or nothing. He talked to me like he was talking to a scared animal...reassuring and all. And I liked this guy so much that I honostly wanted to suck him off for nothing more than to give him pleasure. I wanted to make this guy feel so GOOD. The first guy I just loved sucking him because he was so ungodly goodlooking, and who doesn't want to suck the cock of a good looking guy? But this second guy "Jason" had always been so nice to me, and he was being so nice now, that I wanted to give him nothing but pure pleasure. He coaxed me "Come on now! You're doing good! Keep it up!" That type of stuff, and rubbed my head the whole time. I tongued the head and put my tongue in the slit as well. I heard that sucking the shaft is completly unessisary unless you are a porn star queen, and that sucking the head is the right way to go. So I just did the head, and he MOANED! I stroaked the shaft of his cock with my one hand and I ran my fingers through his chest hair with the other (pinching and rubbing his nipples as well).
After a couple minutes of that, he shot his load, and said "Good job man!" and ran his fingers through my hair. Before the next guy came up. I took a brief moment to look and see that the other guys were kinda paired up...but Jason went off by himself...I had hoped he was not hitched!
The third guy was pumping my ass now and then the third guy put his dick in my mouth as well. He wasn't too nice either way though. This was Andy, and he shoved himself all the way into me, deep throaghting himself. "Yeah man, you WILL give me head!" And proceeded to satisfy himself without much of my help other than me keeping a vacume on his prick. I decided to try putting a finger in his butt hole. I have found that doing this to myself while jerking off is GREAT. And he must have as well. He shot off quicker than the others. Of course I was glad, I did not like having his dick in my mouth as much as I did Jasons. So Andy pulled out and went away. But there was still some guy pumping my ass. I was praying he would hurry up and come so I wouldn't have to lose (although losing was not so bad!). But before he came sombody yelled "Six Shooter!" and I realized that Pete had won. Bummer...no pride in losing.
So they untied Pete and he came over and THOURGHLY enjoyed his blowjob (as much as I enjoyed giving it to him!) and then, after he came, they put him back on his rack (not tying him up though). They untied me and I went over to take care of cleaing out his ass for the SECOND time that night. I put my lips to his ass hole and started to suck. They told him to force it out (it was practically dripping out) and I tongued all around hiss ass and inside as I did it. I was of course not opposed to this at all. I actaully enjoyed it a lot.
I did not realize it at first, but as I was sucking the sweet hot come out of his quivering ass, two warm arms wrapped around me and massaged my chest, nipples, and then gently guided my head into Petes ass. They also helped me keep Petes ass cheeks open. After they were all satisfied I had swallowed the last drop of come out of his ass, I was told to stand up. The same arms that had guided my head, helped me stand up, and then wrapped around me. I was told to stand the direction I was. Of course me and Pete were BOTH facing the same direction. The same guy that told us the rules of the game told us we were now initiated into the group, and that they would tell us everything about themselves pretty soon (like which guy in our Fraternity house had decided to start this little group!). Then he told us we were dismissed.
After that, I turned around to see who was holding me, who had helped me stand up and such. It was Jason, of course. I pressed myself into his warm chest, and he put his arms around me even tighter and whispered into my ear "You know just about everybody in this room has come...except you. Lets go upstairs and take care of that." And then he kissed me full on the lips and we walked hand in hand up stairs to a room in the back of the house.
Kellie's brother Todd informed me that she had to work until 4 because her relief was sick. Todd was just about ready to go swimming and he asked me if I'd like to join him. I didn't have a swimsuit and I told him so. He had a few extra swimsuits and we went to his bedroom. All he had were Speedos and I was a little shy about wearing them. But he didn't. I told him I'd like a shower.
I've always told him I find my boyfriend, the corrections officer, attractive in his uniform. Seeing him in it turns me on incredibly. One day I showed up at his house and he was dressed in his uniform and I was immediately turned on. He didn't say anything as he walked up to me, grabbed me by my arms and spun me around to face the wall. "Arms on the wall and spread your legs, boy," he said.
I had a lunch meeting with a client which lasted until about 2 p. m. The three glasses of wine with lunch had me relaxed, as well as the commitment of more business from my client. After bringing my client back to his office, I stopped at a casino to change clothes in their bathroom. I also lubed up my medium butt plug and pushed it in. It was my first visit. He shot one hell of a load.
The exterminator came and tented my house and said I had to go somewhere for three days. He said I should go with just the clothes I was wearing, so I went to my neighbor and told him to keep his cat away because the gas would kill his cat. He asked where I was going to stay and I said I was going to a motel nearby. He suggested I stay with him. I thanked him but I didn't even really know him.
He saw a 24 hour truck stop at the upcoming exit from the interstate and veered off up the ramp. He could get some coffee and something to eat. Maybe that would help get rid of the highway hypnotism. And he would call Sally and tell her that he might not make it tonight. "Well, good luck.
I had, in truth, been thinking about my sexuality for quite some time. I often fantasized about being dominated by another man. It took a fight with my girlfriend to propel me into acting on my fantasies. It started while online in a m4m chat room. As luck would have it, it didn't take long for me to begin conversations with a local man. I eagerly suggested we meet as soon as possible.
I was nervous, scared and excited all at the same time. One of my biggest concerns was who my roommate would be. Would he be some weird punk-rocker, a geeky over-achiever, or just a nice guy I could really get to know? I was relieved when I met Brian. He was a tall, handsome guy with a slim build.
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
The owners are very cool about not harrassing patrons who go into booths together to suck each other's cock, etc. He went into a booth, and I could see under the door that he was lowering his trousers. I tried the door to see if he had locked it, and he had not.
A 21-year-old gay male, I was - to be quite blunt about it - incredibly hunky, possessing not only rugged good looks (dark curly hair, steely blue eyes, the classic square jaw) but a drop dead gorgeous, gym-toned body, 6'2" tall and 230 lbs. of solid muscle. "Are you visiting relatives in Kalanisi?" he said, wrinkling his brow. "Why, no, of course not," I answered.
That tied it one-one. Rob knew the strategy for the time remaining. Be passive and unmovable until Brown became frustrated and began to be foolish, and then reverse him to win the match. Brown wrapped his right arm around his waist and flattened his hand on Rob's stomach. Quickness.
My eyes followed as he moved and began to lift the weights. Pretty impressive. He was pretty strong, stronger than me. I noticed his shoulder were also broader than mine, though it was difficult to say for sure with his loose clothes. I wanted to get to know him.
"Beach" is a generous word to describe this place as it's mostly boulders with patches of sand to lay out. There's a series of trails & quite a hike to get to the beach but it can be well worth it. The park rangers occasionally patrol but because the surrounding area is heavily wooded & a lot of action can still take place there.
He's about 5'11", has short brown hair and brown eyes that will rock your world if he smiles at you. Brian and I are in the same service organization at the medium sized university I attend in the Mid-West. He's the classic "farm-boy" stud, only he isn't a redneck.
I had watched him walk to and from the showers with his dick swinging thru football season and basketball season and now almost thru baseball season. I dreamed about how long and big his cock must be when its hard, and just had to find out. I had tried every trick in my book but hadn't gotten to first base. So I made the final decision.
I knew I was horny, though, and decided to go check out that theater on Kings Highway that everyone is always talking about. I procrastinated for a while, doing some shit around the house, and finally got there around 3 PM. I thought the place would have been quiet on a Wednesday afternoon, but I guess a lot of people took the day off from work or something, because it was pretty crowded.
My story takes place in Virginia I was working at a camp there and I decided to take a day off and go for a walk in the country side. I walked by this house and noticed that there was this hot older man naked sitting on the porch when i saw him i could not take my eyes off of him.
So I was 20, a nice looking young guy, good shape, light brown hair, hazel eyes, a sensitive face, lightly hairy chest, 6" cut, big balls, and a lovely smooth round ass. I was somewhat experienced, I'd been with a few guys, mostly sucking guys off in high school, had a couple guys top me, you know, nothing real long term or intense. Then I started working for Mr. Smith.
I had just lathered up my head when I heard the large wooden door to the entrance of the shower area creak open. I knew that someone was coming to join me in our community showers. There were about eight shower heads located in one fifteen by eight-foot tile shower room. There were no partitions or stalls for people who wanted privacy.
Unlike other Universities where everyone joins the Greek system, here there was some definite pressure not to join. Since there was this us versus them mentality swarming about it could get sortta rough sometimes. There were bars where everyone hung out and then there were the frat bars.
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