My name is John; I'm a sophomore in high school.... 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. He's got red hair) I think it is a major turn on. Matt well has an angel, who is my closest friend; if only he know I was gay, he would probably never speak to me again. Matt with black hair 5'6", gorgeous! Well here's a little about me so your not questioning anything, I just tell everyone how I look so they know, I'm 5'6", brown hair, green eyes, 4-1/2 inch dick, cut. I don't know much more about matt and Greg until later on in the story.
I was never one for gym class, but I always love being in the locker rooms, the must of guy sweat, the smell, and the thought of what would go one with all those hunks showering together after school during sports, how could you not get a friggin boner! Well I'm in the school's marching band, and that is really the only other way I get to be in the locker room, as after performances were in the locker room changing. Well yesterday, we got back real late around 9 or so, school was out for vacation (thanksgiving) and not many people thought it was needed to change cause they were all just going home.
Well that's where the fun started. I never was able to shower in the lockeroom because I would either get hard near the guys, or I had to need to. Well today was different I was soaked in sweat and I didn't think anyone would be in there.
So, I finally got the courage to go and take a shower at school, (this is a big step for me), as I would be alone so if I did pop a boner I could jack-off and that would be the end of it.
I walked in the locker-room, as it was all quiet with no one in there, I set my change of clothes down, got out my towel, got my locker open, and walked the ten feet o the shower with just my boxers on, I was so happy, as I could finally shower in school, and I didn't have any worries. I walked, being a rookie tried to figure out how to turn on the friggin shower, which to describe is a big tiled floor, with spickets and knobs all around. I finally figured it out, then I striped and did my thing, washed basically stood for a while. But damn I was think about all those guys that were in there just a few minutes before, wow I was hard in an instant. So what the hell why don't I just jack-off, who cares. That was my biggest mistake, I took the soap bottle got my dick nice and slippery, I was caressing it, making my odd moans, even saying names of guys id like to fuck.. "...oh matt...oh Greg..." I was nuts. A minute later as I'm stroking away, I hear "John!", I quick turn it was Matt, I'm like oh my gosh! He was looking at me with my boner, staring at it. I'm just thinking to myself in the dead silence, he heard me moaning his name while jacking off, I miswell tell him I'm gay, it can't hurt anything else. So I told him, he just stared at my boner. Then walked away. I was now going soft, so I started to finish up showering, all upset as I am thinking I just lost my best friend, but a minute later, something reached around me and grabbed my dick, I quick look, it was matt, completely naked, hard, and horny as hell. So I go along with it, why not I'm in love with this kid its like a dream come true.
We started, with the hot water streaming down on us, we kissed for seemed like forever, although it was drolly only a minute or two. Then our hands were wandering, I got the idea to go down on him, and suck my first cock, I did and it tasted so good, he was in complete ecstasy. But I suddenly stopped, I said "there'll be more later." Then by now we were laying on the floor, water still covering us. I flipped him over, and started rimming out hiss tight little clean, asshole. I'm thinking what has come over me, I've never done this before. Well I got him so lose you could drive a truck on in there, then he got up and started sucking my dick, it felt so good, I was about to blow my load right then and there. He got down, and said it was my turn, so he got doggy style and I started to fuck him right up his nice lose asshole. It felt so good to be fucking him. We apparently were making a lot of noise, because all of the sudden I heard Greg says "guys what are you doing?...." We jumper so high it wasn't even funny. He walked around the corner and looked, both of us with boners, he just looked and walked away. I was so scared.
Matt told me not to worry, figure it out later. So we got back down and were fucking doggy style all over again, me sticking in and out of matt, it was so good, I could have stayed doing that forever. In the mean time of me fucking mat like crazy, I felt something in my ass, it was a tongue, then a finger. I looked it was Greg, 6 inches hard with his peachtree hair covered dick. He ate my hold while I fucked matt, all in unison. Then he got up, and had me suck that beautiful dick. I was fucking mat and feeling his dick, while I was sucking Greg off, how else could it was been so perfect.
Then Greg stopped, and I kept fucking matt. All of the sudden I felt something on my ass, it was his dick, back and forth, but not in me. It felt so good, then I felt it go in me, it just slipped in, wow it felt so good, I was moaning, my dick being serviced as well as my ass! I loved every second of it. We fucked, yelled, moaned, it was great. Finally after fucking in unison for hours, we creamed all over each other, I was sucking the cum out of matt, while Greg was sucking it out of me, and matt out of Greg. It was great!
That got me an introduction to her husband, John. Karen's a good-looking woman, but Johnny has handsome as a model. He's a physical therapist and I seriously considered breaking my leg to get him to massage my body. Of course, I didn't do it. What I did do, instead, was fantasize about John's naked body.
Pulled over by the hick sheriff with a happy ending. The huge 6 foot 4 and 240 lbs cop wears his beige uniform and asks me if I like what I see. He caught me eying him up. I say that I do and my cock is throbbing.
Two spoiled rich kids share a room at preparatoryschool. Both are probably just gangling under-developed teenagers, but begin to find each other more and more attractive from a sexual perspective!
A full 6' tall, and a full 7 thick inches at age 18, it was those fuckin' low-hangers of mine that got me the nickname "Moose". It was also "balls" that got me into more trouble than I could handle that summer afternoon as I stood on the back porch, my cut cockhead aimed at the mouth of a canteen; busily "brewing" the tea to take to Rob at the corral on the back forty.
Now, a good dick is simply, one not being sucked on at this moment. That tells you I may not be too picky. Anyway, as years went by, one of the brothers moved away up into a mountain area near where I like to camp. When would I go up into the woods from time to time I'd see him in the local town. Here is a story about one of those times.
Of course, I'd wanted to go to a City, but as the spring moved along, I realized I'd be lucky to go anywhere. Finally, I was offered a job in a small South Dakota town. Right on the edge of nowhere at all, population 3,200. I'd be teaching Freshman and Junior English, geography, U. S. Just a small U-Haul.
The hot breeze of the evening fanned my face and added to the erotic moment. I daydreamed about our encounter and could almost feel his heat, his body close to mine. That summer, I was getting ready for University and had come up to spend a few days at my folks summer cottage. A little swimming and fishing would rest me up and prepare me for the work ahead.
In his hand he had my copy of Out, brown paper wrapped subscription, but the cover was exposed, revealing the issue's contents, and Brian impudently asked asked if I had more copies, as he found the sight of naked men enthralling: I have the entire collection in my closet.
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.
He had been picked on by just about everyone in his grade. He was a shy kid with brown hair and brown eyes. He was kinda athletic but nobody cared. Jack got into a bunch of scuffles. They were never really serious. He always just tried to fight back as best as possible. Which wasn't very good. Billy was a janitor at a gym downtown. He washed the locker rooms after the place closed. Billy was 18.
Though the tuition was a little bit high and the school was very conservative, I got more than my fair share of cock. A lot of Daddy's little rich kids liked getting their young dicks sucked and I didn't mind doing the work. Basketball practice was on every Friday afternoon at 12:30. The whole locker room used to reek of jock sweat and clothes were always littering the benches.
I'm all tense and exhausted from the brainpower I have just expended. I walk into the sweaty locker room and the steam immediately fogs up my glasses. I'm at my favorite part of the workout. Hehe. I set my duffle bag on a bench. The locker room is pretty empty. A few swimmers in their Speedos and thick legs walk by nosily, slapping their naked feet against the wet gym floor. Darn it.
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.
At 32, I had become accustomed to familiar surroundings and friends of many years. But, like most other people not being born into wealth, you travel to where you can best earn the most decent living. I hadn't expected so much work to be needed in moving into our new house. The first week in our new home had me doing the typical husband deeds, mostly carpentry and landscaping.
I stayed there with a British friend who had worked in the States a few years previously, which put a severe cramp on my sex life as he didn't appreciate me bringing anyone back to his tiny flat in London. So much for the fuck sessions I was hoping for with some hot Europeans.
Peacefully, not waking me up. Your smell was still there, in our bed, surrounding me like a good omen for the days to come. I took off my clothes slowly, pretending you are there. I closed my eyes and touched my lips with the tip of my fingers. Gently. I played with the lobe of my ear, as I left the other hand explore my chest. Caressing, then pinching one nipple. Yes, as if you were there.
I walked around for a while in the video booth room and there wasn only a couple of guys there looking for the same thing i was, to service some horny guy. I decided to go into a buddy booth and was sitting there for a while stroking and watching this hot guy getting banged by six guys and this guy just comes into my booth and closes the curtain.
I was always fascinated by young guys (18-21) with big cocks. Being always horny about this guys, I was searching the net for pics and videos with that content. However, when you are horny, you never have enough so I planned to create my own site with such content. The most difficult part was to find the models, since I could not pay them.
Everyone was hyped on the bus ride back to the school. When we arrived, and went past the cheerleaders as we stepped off the bus, we walked into the already smelly locker room. As we took off our pads, I looked around at all the other guys stripping down and walking into the showers, soaking in the moment, for it will be the last time until next season. 5" soft.
This is a true story, and before I begin, let me describe myself: I am 5'8. 18 years old, clean shaven with short blond hair, and very full lips. I've been living in the West Coast with my parents for 5 years when this incident occurred.
My reasons for abandoning the Noble Art were that I was leaving school, starting a good job on the Stock Exchange and was fed up with a life which was limited to studying and training. My last fight was to be against Errol Collins, a black guy who I had fought on a number of previous occasions.
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