This is a true story that happened to me recently. There was a one other time I played with Skylar, the young guy who was on his way over to my loft. It was a couple of months earlier, and he had joined another friend of mine and me in a hot three-way. The two young guys were both bottoms and I took turns pounding both of them safely. But that's not the story I'm telling today. This is a true story about a one-on-one session I had with Skye.
First, let me tell you about myself. I'm in my mid-forties, 5'8", 170 pounds of gym muscle, hard six pack, pierced left nip, and blond buzzed haircut. I'm not usually into twinks but this young man on his way over was an exception.
Skye is a cute slim guy with brown hair and puppy dog eyes. He's a grad student and probably in his mid-twenties. He contacted me when I was on line this past Sunday afternoon. His boyfriend was out of town and he was horny for some cock, so I told him to come on over. Skye was a fantastic bottom boy; cute face, slim, and a tight hungry hole. In preparation for his visit, I put out some condoms on my night stand as well as a bottle of lube. Then I jumped in the shower.
I had just dried off when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw Skye, sexy as ever. We kissed as I reached around and cupped his butt cheeks with my hands. "It's been too long," Skye said. "Then I'll have to make up for it," I replied as I took his hand and led him up the stairs to my bedroom.
Skye and I kissed standing up for a while then he kicked his shoes off and I started pulling his shirt off. His chest was hairless and my lips went straight to his nipples. He let out a soft moan as I gently nibbled and licked his boy/man nips. He somehow unbuckled his belt while I was servicing his chest and I felt his shorts hit the floor.
With and evil grin, I gently pushed him onto his back on the bed. Skye's ass cheeks are very smooth but there is a very light dusting of brown hairs in his crack. I put my nose to his crack and breathed in deeply smelling his clean young man smell. I got in between his legs and lifted them to my shoulders as my tongue darted out to graze the sparse brown pubes around his boy hole. He groaned as the wet surface of my tongue finally made firm contact with his crack and the rim of his hole.
I licked his shaved scrotum briefly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as I moved on to lick the shaft of his 7 inch cock. My tongue continued its course around the head of his dick and then I took his entire cock head into my throat as his head was filled with desire.
High cheek bones, large long faced, long flat sided nose, black straight hair, huge eyes. He was all native. Native natural beauty. He ignored me in the hall but left his booth door open as I walked down the hall and silently welcomed me as I walked in his booth. He was so macho, I was surprised he allowed me in there. He was so traditionally straight looking and acting it was a shock to me.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
Cum lined the inside of my throat and the cock in my mouth was about ready to give me another tasty load. But I was getting bored and I wanted to go back to the gay bar and have guys buy me more drinks. I was coming down from the beers I had earlier. The man standing in front of me let out a soft moan as I sqweezed on his suddenly twitching member. The man left and I decided to go too.
But I was so horny and didn't know where to satisfy my craving for cock. Even if it meant just a look at a piece of man-meat, hard and stroking. I was visiting friends and remembered visiting a hot cruising area right near a police barracks of all places. It was a great place to meet guys anytime of the year. So I headed there hoping to find someone to play with and get my rocks off.
As I went inside the building the attendant said for me to strip naked in the locker-rooms. I went into the locker-rooms and stripped naked and put my clothes in the locker. The only thing insight was a towel on a hook outside of the sauna rooms and seeing everybody was men I just shrugged my shoulders. What I didn't know was this was a bathhouse for gay men.
My father was a big man. With broad shoulders, hairy chest, an imposing deep voice, and huge hands. He stood 5'11", and easily weighed 250, of solid muscle, dark but graying hair, deep blue eyes. I hadn't really thought about sex with him, but it came to be the standard that I would measure all men by.
I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
One of the most delightful ways I find to chill with my lover is to simply pamper him and relish what we have between us. When he feels my first touch, when I brush my fingers across his jeans. Across his thighs and just gently teasing his zip tag.
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!
Nebraska to New York. Nebraska to New York. I guess I've been driving that route for over fifteen years now. It was a long trip and it was a boring trip. Long hours at the wheel of my eighteen-wheel refrigerated trailer-truck, delivering meat from the heartland to the East Coast. I had a good steady job with Macon, Mitchell and Marlin, the big meat company, and I certainly wasn't complaining.
Raoul was a big one in my life. He called himself Gary instead of Raoul. He was embarrassed about his ancestry, half Mexican half American. I always thought it was a shame. I used to tease him by calling him Raoul instead of Gary, not to be mean really, to show him how silly he was. He had a very round face.
It had been three days ago that he asked me to accompany him to "an event" at Club Rub, but mentioned nothing about what the event was. Any kind of sexual experience with Duncan was for me sufficient motivation to go long with him on this. I was right, but in ways I could not then have imagined.
My mouth enveloped his rock hard cock as I bobbed up and down on it. As he started on the road to ecstasy, I renewed my tongue's assault on his hot little hole. I swung around into the 69 position never taking my tongue away from his asshole. I put my mushroom cock head to his lips and he eagerly took it into his mouth. My cock sunk all the way down his throat as I pushed my tongue into him. Skye must had given plenty of head in his short life, because he was a skilled cocksucker.
With all the rimming, he had a thoroughly wet hole. With all his cock sucking, I had a nice slick cock. Skye pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips.
Then he reached behind and grabbed my bare cock and put it up to his tight hole. I felt the tip of my dick at his cunt as he sank down onto it. Passion hit me full force before I realized I was in him raw all the way to my nuts. I sat up and wrapped my arms around Skye's waist as he continued to slide up and down the length of my cock.
We kissed deeply and then I nuzzled his nips as we continued to fuck. He breathing was more of a pant and he was moaning all the while. Suddenly he cried out, "FUCK!" His cock was spurting cum all over both our chests as I slid in and out of his hole. He'd cum all over us both without either one of us jacking his cock.
I knew I needed to dump my nuts before the "playground closed" so I tipped Skye backward so he was on his back, all the while keeping my bare dick buried in him. He was still leaking cum as I pulled his legs up to my shoulders and started pounding him.
I was intent on getting my rocks off and started pounding his ass. He really started moaning because I was drilling his prostate directly. After about five more minutes of intense fucking and sweating, he basically screamed as his dick shot a couple more loads of cum out. I was close myself and asked, "Where do you want my load?"
"Fuckin' breed my ass Dan. "I want every drop of your seed!!!" I started to unload my nuts as I was in Skye's hot little ass up to my balls. I was moaning and he grabbed my ass, yelling, "Yes! Yes! I want every drop of those babies." I kept pounding him until his tight cuntlips had milked every drop of seed from me. I collapsed on him as my dick softened and fell out of him.
He was still under me as we kissed. Our sweat and his cum had glued our chests together in a sweet sticky mess. After a few minutes I got off him and once again lifted his legs to my shoulders. I wanted to taste myself mixed in with his juices. I put my face down between his ass cheeks and began to lick around his crack...each pass I moved my tongue closer to his hole which was now starting to leak my seed.
This was driving Skye crazy with lust...so much so that his cock was hard as a rock again. Ah to be twenty-something. Finally, I couldn't hold off. I pushed my tongue into his dilated asshole as I savored every drop of the load I had just gifted him. Later he told me he'd never had anyone eat their own cum out of him.
We made a date to play this weekend. I'll let you know how it goes. I think I'm going to have to put up my sling for this one.
How the fuck could we lose? We were the #1 ranked team all season. No one even came close to us. And we lost 2-3. I left the field before the rest of the team and headed to the locker room. The whole school was there. I could see the mascot and the geeky science kid that was apparently his handler. I don't know if he liked animals or just hated sports. Fuck that little bitch.
From where i come from you don't really see that many people on the streets after dark. I finally ended up with a hotel room close to Grenwich village; a place that i finally thought i could find a safe haven in the gay lifestyle. I checked into room 934 so i could grab a shower, something i needed more than anything at the moment.
He and I got along great from the start. We were a lot a like. We were both not popular and we both were picked on in junior high. I didn't "discover" that I was bisexual until I was 24. I came out to all of my closest friends. But, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think Ed was bisexual too. And when it first happened, I was as nervous as a guy could get. We watched for a little bit.
There was a free counseling center on campus, but the twenty-one year old senior needed to keep his "problem" a secret, even if that meant paying. Dustin would have to drop out of school if gossip got around. He would never survive the humiliation. Dustin was a clean-cut with wholesome good looks. He didn't seem at all like someone with a problem only a shrink could solve.
This is a true story of a straight man finding some stress relief in gay sex. I was working late and the only sauna open was a gay one. I decided to go there anyway. Met this black guy with the biggest dick you have ever seen. Now I know, I like to suck!
I always liked being naked. My mom still tells stories about how at the age of 2 thru 6, she couldn't keep me in clothes. As soon as she would turn around, I'd be bare ass and running out the door. When the family went to the beach, I thought it very natural to strip naked and run into the cool water.
There are a lot of homophobes in my house, and sometimes listening to them is annoying as hell, but there's a surprising number of gay friendly and gay curious men as well. It is on my experiences with these men that this (and possibly other) story will focus. What a shock it was to see him....
One of the most delightful ways I find to chill with my lover is to simply pamper him and relish what we have between us. When he feels my first touch, when I brush my fingers across his jeans. Across his thighs and just gently teasing his zip tag.
This is a cyber chat about the sex between an online identity called robin and one called captcook. Read it if you are interested in cock stroking and talk about anal sex and then cum swallowing.
As fate would have, it my route took me passed an old established cruising ground, which I must admit, I have stopped at several times in the past without any success. However, today would prove to be different, walking down amongst the trees I noticed it was very busy with lots of guys, all shapes, sizes and ages. Within a minute I saw a young man, not much more than 19, if that.
Working out with all those hot young guys had tired him out enough that sex hadn't even crossed his mind. But now, with their first weekend pass, thoughts of sex exploded in his 18 year old mind. He had watched the firm hunky body of Willie's climb into the bunk over his for weeks....
I really love fantasies, because I can do things in them that I could or would not in real life. For example, ever notice how so many personal ads read something like this: "Hot older man, 45, seeks youngster 18-25. " I don't see many ads listing a young guy in search of an old-timer. I'm 61, and the odds of finding a 25-year-old attracted to me are slim.
I squeezed through the crowd. That is actually the vendor's car of the train. Women don't travel in it as it is usually crowded with men. This car is particularly famous for gay activities and most of the men who travel in it, know it already. Some get into the car with pure voyeuristic tendencies. They just watch scenes like guys squeezing others' cocks or rubbing cocks against cocks.
Horny and trolling for cock on a slow night. I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, "I need to get laid, bad."
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