Dammit. 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. Ya know, sticky beer on the floor with popcorn and peanut scraps stomped in. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer. Next to me sat some overweight hick with a bushy beard, John Deer hat, plaid shirt, jeans and a humungus beer belly. He smelled nasty too.
He spoke to me first, "Getting on the train headin north?"
"Uh huh, gonna visit a friend of mine" I replied.
"A girlfriend?"
"Nah."
A minute or two later he said to me that he was heading home, back to his wife in Washington.
"I had to come down here to get some ass, if ya know what I mean." He winked to me.
I winked back and said "Yeah, well maybe you'll get some more before you see her again." What was I thinking? Well, obviously I wasn't. My dick was. This dude was old and not very attractive. He placed his firm hand on my thigh nearest him and said "I got a sleeping cabin for the long ride. Wanna join me?"
Minutes later they began boarding the train and once we headed out of town I headed towards the sleeping cars where my new friend was waiting for me. I knocked on the door and he let me in. This buddy of mine was already half naked. He was wearing a t-shirt that was too tight and heavily beer stained plus a pair of ratty old boxer shorts. He offered me a beer and I downed it fast.
I sat down on the sofa and he asked me if I liked to suck cock. Hell yeah fool! I grabbed his boxer waist band and pulled him to me. I took out his flabby old cock and began to lick it up and down. I jacked him off a bit while sucking on his balls and underside. He slowly grew hard and I shoved him in my mouth. I was hoping for something big but he was just about five inches hard. Oh well, I'd get Eric's monster tool later tonight.
I could tell that my man was about to cum, fearing that he wouldn't have enough to fuck my ass too, I took off my shoes and pants, slid down the sofa a bit, spread my legs wide in the air and told him fill my ass with his juice. He mounted me with my legs over his shoulders and slid up easily. I told you he wasnt very big. This fat old man wasn't even thick. He pumped my ass for no more than a minute and I felt his cum dribble into me. This fool was spent.
Suprisingly he woke from the dead and told me that he wanted me to fuck his ass hard. He got on all fours on the floor. I could smell his stinky ass and I buried my face in the hairy mounds. I licked him a bit, spit on my rod and worked the head in. His hole was filled with my saliva so I jammed my six incher deep inside his wanting ass.
It felt so good to fuck an ass again since Eric won't let me. I could care less what this guy looked like. After five minutes or so I withdrew, pumped my cock a bit and let my cum fly all over this dude's ass cheeks. Being the good guy I am I eagerly licked my cum all up. I gave the man a deep passionate kiss, left him panting on the floor, dressed and took off. I would see Eric in a few hours.
"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.
I had a huge list of things that needed to be fixed up around the house and I'd been putting it off for too long. Thankfully, the store was nearly empty and as I made my way thru the maze of aisles, I tried to concentrate on filling my list and getting out of there. He was probably in his late 40's, about six feet tall and at least 270 pounds.
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.
I gather the most pleasure from having a nice hard cock in my mouth and a man forcing me to suck it. To understand why this is you have to look at where it all began. It all began when I was just thirteen. I spent the summers with my mom at our cottage in the valley. The cover read "Slaves to Cock".
We had only chatted online until then, so I didn't really know what to expect. Shit, it turned out that he was even cuter than I expected. His sexy blue eyes and long blond hair turned me on more than I expected. We shook hands and moved quickly through the airport to the taxi stand where we caught a cab to my apartment. After what seemed an eternity, we arrived back at my place.
I was taking the subway home, and found myself alone in the subway car. It was 2:30am and at the next stop, a thin guy in his 30's got on and sat across from me. He was wearing a tee shirt and gym shorts. As we rode, I looked him over. He had hairy legs and from the way he was sitting I could look up his shorts and could see his cock resting against his leg.
If you've been reading these stories, you know all the guidelines. This is fantasy. So enjoy. I go to work every morning around 7:30am. I stop in this store to buy a newspaper, a pop and a bag of chips for lunch. I know great lunch, well im not a big lunch or early morning eater. At my age 50, you have to keep in shape, which I do. Im 5'10 170 pounds shaved head.
He passed to row of lockers separating the washroom from the main corridor and pushed open the door. At the entrance was a row of sinks and then to the left was a row of urinals to the left and right followed by the cubicles. Ken immediately noticed all the graffiti and had started to read some of it when his eye caught sight of movement in the stall to his left.
We get along very well and often joke that if he were gay, we'd be a couple. He's a hot guy in my eyes, mid 30s, 6 foot, 180, very hairy chest and belly (slight beer belly), doesn't work out but plays sports and has an average build. One night we went to a party and got rather drunk, because his place was within walking distance and neither of us could drive he invited me to spend the night.
I had an experience a couple years ago that I keep thinking about and I want to tell it now. My work often took me om home and on this particular time I was headed out for what I thought to be a two day trip. When I got to the area I got a motel room and then headed out to the work location.
The quiet streets had deep furrows of snow through which an occasional taxi or auto would creep. I was surprised that the coffee shop was open, and that so many hearty souls had ventured out for breakfast on a Saturday morning. A group of college-aged boys were huddled at the counter. They were wearing trendy club clothes, and I assumed that they were wandering home from a long night of partying.
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.
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