My sister Karen is drop dead gorgeous, and she always got the hottest looking guys. Well when she met Jeff she fell head over heels in love. Jeff is (in my opinion) a Greek god come to life. He is 6'2" 190 and solid as a rock with piercing blue eyes and jet black hair.
Karen and Jeff got married about 7 months ago. It was a killer bash at the reception. My dad went all out because he really liked Jeff (the whole family did) and it was his only daughter. This was my first time that I saw what Karen really liked about Jeff. In the men's room I was taking a piss as my new brother-in-law strolled up to the urinal next to me. I couldn't help but sneak a peak (he was shit faced drunk, I could of drew a picture of his dick and he wouldn't have known).
My god is was about 4-5 inches soft and uncut. I was staring at it forever as he just happily pissed away. I was jealous of Karen all my life because she got everything she wanted, and now she has the perfect man too, boy was I bummed.
Jeff became like a real brother to me in the coming months. He never had any brothers or sister so he would come over to my apartment to watch football or if he needed to get out of the house. He was great and there was one thing that I admired about him more than anything else was the way he treated me. I think he really appreciated our family and how we welcomed him in. He was always telling me how much he loved us all.
It was about 6 months into the marriage that Karen had to go to New York for a week. Jeff couldn't go because of work and it was the first time since they were married that they were apart for that long. I got a call from Jeff saying he wanted to come over if that was okay with me. I told him of course and he said he would pick up a 12 pack of bud and we could watch TV. Jeff came over and we immediately began to down the brew. I am a lightweight at drinking, three beers is my limit.
Jeff on the other hand has a hollow leg and he drank the other 9 beers. This is when he started to talk to me about Karen... How much he missed her, how they fuck every night and how he is so fucking horny with out her. At this point I am not thinking about sex I felt bad for him and tried to get his mind off of it. Jeff admitted to me that the one thing that really pisses him off was that Karen doesn't like to give head. I joked with Jeff telling him that he is a lucky man to have my sister and gave him a friendly shove. Well that was it for Jeff.
Football in college, wrestling in high school, Jeff liked horse play and my gentle shove was a red flag. He pushed me to the floor and we jockeyed for position. I may be three inches shorter but I'm no pussy (plus he did have nine beers). I had him down and he got really intense and flipped me over and sat on my chest. He surprised the hell out of me, but what surprised me more was the giant hard on in his shorts. I just stared at it as he held my arms down.
There was an area on nearby Lake Travis that was known for nudity. I'd even gone there once with my wife and enjoyed the nudity. There is something about being naked in public that I enjoy a lot. It is still there and I believe you can still go nude but now its a county park called Hippie Hollow Park. I'd heard that there was a gay section of the park. Those boulders were covered with naked men.
Since I was fourteen I had question my sexuality as I would get a hard-on when I skinney-dipped with my friends. When I was in high school, I befriended a guy who was in soccer with me who was openly gay. One day he showed me what gay men do.
Trey and I were to battle it out sexually, man to man. Our little wrestling club was gonna get a match to remember. We had been meeting like this since college with some erotic matches but this was gonna be the hottest of all time. Trey is black, 5'10", 190lb, in great shape and sports an 8.5" long monster between his legs. He has a completely smooth shaved chest and public area.
Others complained about commuting, he knew, but for him it was always relaxing, particularly the homeward run. There was always the promise of a short stop at the rest area midway in his drive, and that meant the possibility of meeting someone. Someday "true love" would come along, he figured.
Sure, there was really no rush at the bookstore, with an amazing two people in the store at the time -- myself and the owner -- but it was the 23rd of December and the roads were packed with cars doing their Christmas shopping. I chose a transsexual DVD that was a steal, paid the owner/clerk, and left for home.
The Doorbell rang. It was Felix the guy that had moved next door about two weeks ago. He could not help but stare at that hunk. He had a tight pair of levis 501's on and just a tank top. He said that he has some trouble with his computer. Let us see if that is all that Felix can fix.
I prefer the shy nice-looking "geek-type", they really get me revved up. I never really had any social problems in school. I was a little quiet compared to the jocks that had big heads and big mouths; neither of which were ever put to use in something really worthwhile, if you know what I mean. I could take care of myself, I'm a big guy at 5'8" and 170 pounds of beef and muscle.
He was working in the studio part of the time, but we were able to spend a few evenings out at clubs like "Zipps" and "Hands-". We had the most amazing time a few years ago, in Cologne for Carnival (February), wandering around between the bars late, late in the frosty evening. Coming back in early spring, I recalled how wonderful a small city it really was for gay men.
I known this ever since my cousin made me suck him off when I was 15. I have a favorite place to go for this kind of activity too. Its the county court house. Our Current Events class took a field trip there one day and I discovered, quite by accident, a glory hole in the basement bathroom. I took advantage of every chance I could to go check it out.
He came to a bridge over the babbling brook. Underneath that bridge was a troll. When the troll heard the littlest billy goat's hooves clattering on the wooden bridge, he jumped out from under the bridge and stood in front of the little billy goat. "I'm going to eat you all up!"
This kid that I refer to as the bibleboy. He always carried a bible around until we met. First time we met my cock as almost exploding out of my work overalls. I noticed him glancing at it. He noticed how big it was and I was sure I would fuck him so hard.
Across the hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. I liked him immensely.
At 6'4 and 23, this tall youthful blond guy is already a major hunk, but what you really notice are his bright eyes* and amazing smile. Adam always has a great positive attitude, very "up", but not to the point of being bubbly or silly. Until this incident, I have never seen Adam with a hair out of place.
TDY -- temporary duty was always good to have. Having been in the army for a couple of years and being an NCO, I enjoyed those occasional opportunities that came along to go places away from my home fort. This one was going to be more of an adventure than I had thought.
After a very hot shower in the dorm room shower, I go back to my room, but as I drop my towel on the floor to grab a new pair of underwear I notice somone in bed. Did I enter the wrong room!?! A familiar voice says "Come over here!".
God it was huge, it looked like he was trying to steal a salami by hiding it in his shorts. Jeff was still very intense and just held me there until he realized I was looking at his cock. He said all this horse play and Karen being away has made him hard. I looked into those steel blue eyes and something inside me said "go for it."
I lifted my legs and straddled his chest forcing him to the ground. That caught him by complete surprise, but my next maneuver really surprised him. I grabbed his dick through the thin fabric of his shorts and told him I wanted to take care of it for him. He didn't say a word, he just relaxed and dropped his arms. I got out from under him and quickly pulled off his shorts. Man that quick look in the bathroom was nothing compared to this. It was 10 inches and fat from tip to base with a big mushroom head. His balls were huge and hairy.
I slowly jacked his dick and he just layed back and moaned. He was horny! He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head. This was my chance. I moved my head down so my lips were just above the tip of that fat monster. I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip. Jeff moaned but no reaction, this was my green light. I opened my mouth and started to suck that big monster. Jeff rose up and started to push me off, but I held fast and he relaxed..Guess he really wanted to get sucked off!.. I slowly worked his fat tool into my throat and sunk down deep on the length of his shaft. I was 3/4 of the way down the length and then took it all down my throat.
"God Damn" Jeff said. I knew he liked it. I slurped on his fat cock for a while and let it out of my mouth to get to his big balls. I slowly jacked his fat rod as I sucked one of his balls into my throat and gently worked it with my tongue. Jeff was moaning loudly now, he approved. I got bold and asked him if he wanted to go to my bedroom. He got up and asked me where I learned to suck cock like that and I told him that I knew how to suck cock but never had one like that. He smiled and we moved to my bed.
He layed back and was expecting me to suck him some more...wrong. I had gone this far so I decided to try all I could. I lifted his ass and began to rim him. He was surprised but didn't stop me. I licked his moist sweaty asshole for all I was worth. My tongue was doing it's job because Jeff was wriggling around like a cat with his tail on fire. Then I stopped and worked my middle finger in. He yelped but didn't stop me. I slowly had him grinding to my finger fucking motions as he beat off. I had him so hot I thought there was no stopping so I ask him if he liked it. He told me that he had never felt anything like this before. I smiled and told him it gets better.
I grabbed some lube and slicked up my cock. He just watched me and continued to beat off. I told him I wanted to fuck him. He looked at me kinda funny like I really didn't have to ask. I smiled and leaned in as he lifted his legs. It was a rough beginning. I am 7" and very thick..I could tell it was a little painful but we took it slow. Jeff relaxed more and more and I had my cock up his ass and began to pump him. He went nuts. "I must be hitting your prostrate", I told him. He was lost in ecstasy. He didn't care what it was that was happening he just wanted more. I gave it to him. I quickened the pace and really went at it. Jeff's eyes were open and I could see that he was lost in pleasure. He quickened his pace of jacking off. I'm gonna cum he said and boy did he ever.
Stream after hot sticky stream shot out of that big piece of meat. All over his chest and stomach. The sight of this got me to the boiling point and I came too. I collapsed on to Jeff and his river of cum. We were one big sticky sweaty mess...and we loved it. I looked at him and decided to finish off with a kiss. I gently brushed his lips with my tongue and he sucked me in. Man could he kiss. Never in my life, Jeff said, have I felt this way...that was fucking incredible. He held me in his strong arms and just rocked me as we both fell asleep. I woke up about 3 AM to the sound of the shower. Jeff was in there washing off the dried cum and cleaning up.
I thought he would want to bolt out of there. He must have sobered up and realized his brother-in-law just fucked him. I wanted to die. Jeff saw I was up and opened the shower door. "Room for one more" he said.
I was bored, so I went out to the pool to catch some afternoon sun. Lying there in the warm sun, I began to doze and had a wonderful dream. In my dream I woke from a lazy nap, and went back inside my house. There was still nobody home, so I decided to fix myself a snack and watch TV.
Why? Who knows, but I did. So did several of my buddies. Prior to that, I had a normal teenage life. You know; school, trying to get laid, chores, trying to get laid, dances, trying to get laid. Anyway, I was pretty willing to try most sexual thing. On several occasions, my next door neighbor and semi-best friend Tommy would sneak into the room over his garage and look at Penthouse magazine.
Others complained about commuting, he knew, but for him it was always relaxing, particularly the homeward run. There was always the promise of a short stop at the rest area midway in his drive, and that meant the possibility of meeting someone. Someday "true love" would come along, he figured.
I am secretly gay, but am too scared to tell anyone, as our society today would basically pummel me if I was to come out. So my fantasies stay to myself, and I talk to no one. I'm a very quiet kid, lots of friends, surprisingly mostly girls, but I'm majorly in love with two of my best guy friends. Greg and Matt. Greg is a junior, 145 pounds, 6' or so. Well that's where the fun started.
My friend Harvey picked me up at the gas station just after 10 that special morning. After filling up my tank, I drove over to park beside his pickup truck. I got out of my car and walked around his truck. Getting into the cab, I slid in to sit on the seat besides him. After saying a few words, he started the engine and we drove down the road heading to our favorite place, the park.
After working every night on my home, on Friday nights, I would go to the club for some drinks and relaxation. This guy I knew for a few years was sitting at the bar and naturally I sat down besides him. We talked about nothing. After a few drinks, he asked if I got that car I was after.
I parked went in, relieved myself, and saw a note on the wall, check out the little red pickup in the lot. As I left I saw a red pickup parked near by with a man sitting in it. I walked over that way, turned and walked slowly by, very close. The man was smiling at me and I smiled back, then looked down in the open drivers window to see his hand holding a very nice big cock.
Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
When I arrived in California, everything was such a shock to me. I had only been in town for a week when I discovered that a guy could go down in the basement of this X-rated movies house less than three blocks from the bus station and see hunky young guys down on their knees, sucking off rows of men. I was meeting and meating other gay guys openly, and I was having the time of my life.
Randy is twenty-two and as you would expect is in incredible physical condition. He has boyish good looks, but his most outstanding trait is his outgoing personality. Randy is about 6' tall with a head of thick sandy colored hair.
We had just left a club called the Cubbyhole and I was in a bad mood. We spent the night going from club to club and in that time I only found one fuckable guy. Yeah he was hot and of course I got his digits but come on, one guy in the span of five hours is pathetic. I can do better. I mean just look at me. Not to mention a 9" cock and the mutant power to make you cum with less than a thought.
I had begged and pleaded with the residence life staff for a single room, but the dorms were already overcrowded, and they denied my plea. The previous year's roommates had been horrible. They were mean, messy, miserable, and did nothing but make my "home life" a living hell. My new roommate didn't move in until the third week of classes.
No apologies, no shame, no closets for Bobby. I knew all of this from across the bar, just looking at him, watching him talk to his friends. I had to meet him, even just talk to him for a few minutes, I was drawn to him. He was cute in a feminine sort of a way, pretty, almost childlike in his innocence....
Sutterman is a three-story building with all the rooms opening to the outside, and every pair of rooms is joined by a common bathroom shared by four residents. My roommate Mark had been my friend for some time, but he wasn't the kind of person I would have considered pursuing anything with. Joe was a different story.
After the workout we went to the locker room together, which made us all horny. Looking at all those guys. As we arrive back we decide it is time to relieve some tension. He strokes his dick against my butt crack and then asks me to make him cum. I start sucking away.
I checked out the wanted ads and nothing was available. I picked up an alternative newspaper and saw an ad for guys to appear in porn films. I'm a chubby guy and didn't think of myself as a porn star, but the ad said all body types needed, so I called and made an appointment. When I got to the office, I filled out an application and showed proof that I was 18.
Men's room in the fine arts school was the site of a glory hole, where I would occasionally sit in the stall where it was and try to figure out why someone had cut a hole out of the wall at this level. After a few more trips there it finally dawned on me.
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