Once inside Mike opened a can of beer and asked me if I wanted one. I had never had any alcohol and really did not like the smell of beer but since we had become very good friends I agreed to have a can of beer with him. We both took a seat on the small couch in his little living room and were having the usual small talk as we were drinking our can of beer. We had finished our can of beer and I started to feel good due to the alcohol consumption and I could see that Mike was quite relaxed as well. The house cat was sitting on Mike's lap and he was petting it while we were talking and now he was on his second can of beer. I still had no idea of Mike's wonderful surprise. In my mind I had planned to stay only a few more minutes and then head back to my apartment.
Mike's Surprise
Molested And Liked It
Laying on my back, I was half passed out, half trying to stop the room from spinning, when I felt his hand on my crotch. I was in no position to protest when he slipped his hand between the whole in the front of my shorts, and grabbed my manhood. Strangely, I had no objection to him doing as he pleased. I quickly became hard as a rock, and he began to jack me off. I have to admit, I was liking it. Then, all of a sudden, his mouth had replaced his hand. I was liking that even more. In my stupefied state, I remember thinking that I owed him somehow. Pleasure him as he was pleasing me now. For some reason, I was an asshole, and didn't return the favor. I guess I was a little freaked out and all.
More Bacon Please
It was Bud Light. Bud tastes so good in California and so horrible back East. I put my legs across him. He put his right hand on my left leg. It felt wonderful. I wanted to kiss him again but instead I put my hand on the back of his neck. Fingers in Bacon's hair, stroking, touching, curling it, sending electrons whirling through me. I took a sip of beer, cold to my hot, smooth, my hand fell onto his leg. OK, I put it there.
Mr Blake's Adventures
One night, when we were jerking off, we were standing in the shower one next to the other, and I moved constantly, until I was right in front of him when he was about to cum. Since he closed his eyes to imagine a girl in front of him, I stood in front of him so that he would shoot his load right on my abs. That felt like heaven to me. He gave me five heavy shots of his hot cum right on my abs and his cum went down to my dick. I used his cum to jerk off my own cock, and of course, I complained about what he had just done to avoid him thinking of me as a gay or weird man.
Mr Cosetti's Spongebath
Charlie filled the bowl with warm water and walked over to Mr. Cosetti's bed. Mr. Cosetti sat up in the bed waiting for Charlie's skillfull hands. Mr. Cosetti watched at Charlie's warm, tanned hands unbuttoned his pajama top. Charlie was certainly a handsome man, at 25 he was well built, 6'2"; large, muscular arms and chest; his abs were to die for, a trophy from years of hard work; his legs were like those of Roman Gladiators; and his ass, what an ass, two round mounds of pure muscle packed into green hospital scrubs. Mr. Cosetti's aging manmeat became very hard despite his recent stroke every time that Charlie gave him a spongebath.
Mr Smith's Wicked Big Dick!
I was game, and we went to a local tavern. It was pretty quiet there, and we sat in a booth and had a few beers. Mr. Smith was very good at making me feel relaxed and comfortable, and he was fun and friendly to talk to. I found myself telling him all sorts of things, and he was a very good listener. We got pretty friendly, and the talk turned to girls, sex, you know, and next thing was Mr. Smith inviting me to come over to his apartment where he had some good hash he said. He didn't need to twist my arm, I was busy in my mind with fantasies involving me and what looked like a healthy bulge in his pants.
Mr Walkowski
The problem always was, though, I had trouble saying anything back to him. He was so hot. He had wide, muscular shoulders, with beautiful bicep arms and a back that tapers to a trim waste. His chest was developed with a bit of hair and below were abs that were slightly obscured by his stomach. He had thick dark brown hair, flecked with grey and sharp, probing blue eyes. I always managed to cover, but I was so powerfully attracted to him that my brain truly had difficulty functioning.
Mutual Jackoff with Coworker
"It makes jacking off much better, too, with all that skin," he continued. Nobody else was in the men's room to overhear his remark, which didn't surprise me, as he was one of the few unmarried guys in the company besides myself.
Mutual Oral with Married Man
Almost 40 years ago, we were very innocent and the expression "safe sex" was unknown. Sex between Maryann and myself had never been as enjoyable as I thought it should be, mainly because of lousy foreplay. I didn't like the way she handled my cock, stripping the foreskin back and rubbing it hard on the sensitive tip with her dishpan hands.
My American Friend
Oddly enough, life seemed to carry on as normal, school, work, out with my friends, totally forgetting my friend Dan's visit. "Hey James," said a familiar sexy deep voice. "Hi," I replied a bit puzzled. "It's me Dan, from NY," he said making me smile. "Hey, how are you doing? You still coming soon?" excitedly I replied. "Sooner than you think, it's this weekend. I hope you're still going to crash with me at my hotel, that way we can party a little longer." He said assured of himself.
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