Most Read Gay Masturbation Sex Stories - Page 9

Lived with my dad in a small studio. Just the two of us. It was easier to do it together instead of hiding it all the time. My dad is a semi nudist and hung out mostly nude. I mostly had underwear on. We both slept naked though. I slept on the floor and my dad slept on the couch. Every morning I got up I could see my dad's hairy ass.
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He could feel it already; the ground was starting to incline and the group of bikers was starting to get ahead of him. It didn't take too long before the group was way out ahead of him and he fell behind. The longer they pedealed, the more farther they got ahead of him. Soon he was way behind, except for one rider he saw not too far ahead of him.
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Every now and then, though, I do find a like-minded partner to share an orgasm with me, but most of the time I have to please myself. I'm in my late 50s and over the years I've learned that as far as sex goes, getting there is half the fun. This is why I prefer long, drawn-out masturbation sessions to quick and frantic jerk-offs.
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Clay. Clay's underwear. The thought of him, and especially the thought of clay's briefs, directed Benny's hand, not to his plumping dick as it usually did. It was test of pure will to just sit there and watch as they tumbled around in the dryer.
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My gay internet friends and I lived too far apart to meet in person, but we all fantasized about meeting, and enjoying mutual jacking sessions. Now it was another Saturday afternoon, and I lay back in my recliner with some paper towels and drifted off into my fantasy world. Bob and Rick were two guys with whom I'd enjoyed gratifying jack-offs on the chat.
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I can remember planning the trip for several days, the frenetic packing and the relatively smooth plane trip to the island. The group consisted of Brian, his parents, an older sister and her friend from college, and Jerry, Brian's 18 yr old brother.
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I've raised everything from finches to macaws and loved every one of them. I've downsized my menagerie and only have an African Grey and a pair of Pacific Parrotlets. During the summer months, I keep the birds on my screened-in balcony, which overlooks the condominium complex pool. One morning, I was on the balcony giving the birds their daily dose of attention.
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The slightest touch, such as partly skinning back my foreskin when I pee, provokes intense and delicious feelings. Sometimes I even develop a pleasant mild itch in the corona, to remind me that I need relief.
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That no matter where you go in life either physically, spiritually, or intellectually you know that you will define so much that comes by this day and what occurred. That you will remember this day forever. How the little things will bring this day back to you. Like the smell of a particular cologne. The texture of a shirt under your hand. That way the afternoon sunshine is illuminating a room.
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It was a couple of October's ago, I had been vacationing in the mountains and had been to town that evening. I stopped into the local bar that advertised naked dancer's on the front neon sign. One of the gals was a hot little redhead number that kept crouching in front of me and showing me her red pubes and her snapper. She wanted the fuck for bucks and I said no as I left the place.
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