Almost a year ago I was stationed in Germany, at Ramstein. I had been there about a year and had about a year to go. My girlfriend and I were going through some hard times, she was back home in Missouri and was going through the whole separation anxiety thing, I guess. I was doing just fine.
I'm a Sergeant in the Air Rescue unit so I'm stacked. I'm about 6 foot 3 inches, Wide shoulders and extremely toned. My grandparents had been German immigrants so I fit right in except for the haircut, I even spoke the language pretty good. Now I never really thought I was gay per say, bisexual at most, but some of us guys had our fun. So since I'd been there for a year I had a week of leave coming up. My girlfriend was being a bitch so I didn't even tell her. I figured I could get a cheap train ticket to Hamburg for a week and check out the scene. I had heard it was fucking hot. Everything to do with sex and partying.
So I packed my shit, got my leave papers on a Thursday night and took off. I got into Hamburg about 9 o'clock and took a taxi to my hotel. I was staying at the Eden on St. Georg street so I wasn't far from anything. The place wasn't too bad. I came down stairs and decided to ask the concierge, or whatever she was, behind the desk where I could find some fun. She gave me weird look, like either she couldn't believe I could speak good German or she was appalled at the idea of "finding some fun". Then after a second she leaned over and asked me what kind of fun and I said the hard kind. She smiled a second and told me that whatever I wanted was around the scene located in the St. Georg area, near Berliner Tor and along Lange Reihe. But she told me that the P.I.T. on Pulverteich was good as any place to start. Best "hard" club in town she told me.
I thanked her and made my way outside. The night was cool and fresh. I walked most of the way enjoying the sights. God there were a lot of hot women and men here. I saw a couple other military guys but they were too fucked up to care about me. Before I knew it I was there. It looked hot & imposing. The line wasn't too bad and I got in about half an hour for 6 euros. Once inside I had to take a deep breath. The place was on fire. I got a drink from a super sexy bartender(fuck, everyone was super sexy)and almost had it drank by the time I got nudged to the dance floor. They had bath set up in the middle, like a shower. There had to 15 guys soaking wet and gyrating next to each other. They were about a half a second from serious fucking but man was it an awesome tease.
I danced for about half an hour with different guys and decided to go outside for a bit to catch my breath. I went out the side to the patio area and saw about 10 of the most perfect beautiful young boys lounging around. They had there shirts off and were wearing hot pants with nothing on. They couldn't have been a day over 17. I immediately got a hard on and just stared. After a second a guy came out and said it's time and they all got up and sauntered into the club. Whatever the hell this was I had to see it.
I went back in and saw that they had cleared off an area on the dance floor and saw these boys lining up. For the next half hour I saw the most exciting strip show of my life. They ground themselves into eachother, kissed, rubbed eachothers cocks, and just gave the best strip tease ever. After they were finished and several of the guys in the back too, they came out to mingle. I ordered another drink and when I turned back around I felt a arm around my shoulders.
"Ich mochte lecken und mochte Sie alle uber, von Kopf zu Zeh saugen." He said.
I'd spent most of my time sitting around the house with very little to do aside from watching television and wacking-off. As Christmas day was still a week off, my parents were still working regular hours, leaving the house at 7:00 am and not returning until 6:00 pm. The Telephone repair man shows up.
Why did I visit ? Well been having trouble down under and without putting too fine a detail on it, I have had difficulty in passing - Doc Rudge gave me a good examination on the bench, "lay on your side and lift and bend your right leg" he said. "Now I'm getting all clinical I know but to cut a long story short," said the Doc after a short probe, "you need to moderate your sexual habits. "
We started talking but by this point I was in a really bad mood and not very talkative, and I explained this to him and said that he sounded nice and that I would like to talk to him again but I was going to sign off now. So I offered him my email and my chat screen name so he could keep in contact, but then he tells me he doesn't have a computer and that he's at a friend's house.
He had only recently finished vet school and had moved to Montana to take over the practice of a retiring veterinarian, old Doc Johnson. Although Mitch was trained in large animal and livestock medicine, the whole idea of having a practice of his own in a whole new place was pretty overwhelming at first....
In my final year as a eagle scout I get to room with this drop dead gorgeous blackhaired hunk of a man. He is hung like a horse and as I find this hidden clearing with a pond near our camp site I think it is a perfect opportunity to see if I can convince him to go skinny dipping with me ;)
Pulling my hand from under the sheets, I brought it in to my body, running up my smooth, bare chest before slapping the snooze on the alarm clock. It was Friday and university classes were out for the week, allowing me, a newly turned 20 year old student the chance to catch up on some deserved sleep. Halfheartedly, I pulled myself up into sitting position.
They were still sending Apollo missions to the Moon. I had decided to take some time off from work and drive down to Florida from my native Pennsylvania. I wanted to see one of these rockets to the Moon up close. I wanted to feel it's thunder. Sex was really the last thing on my mind.
Together we discovered masturbation; experimented with each other's growing cocks and looked at each other's body for hair that was supposed to grow. We were typical boys with a quest for manhood. In Junior High we joined a youth hockey league. By now our experimentation had ceased, but I couldn't take my eyes of his developing body.
He learned horsemanship on the great, black Arabian stallion Bucephalus, a gift from his devoted father. He succeeded his father at the age of twenty, quickly quelled rebellions throughout his father's dominions and went on to create the greatest empire the world had ever seen.
Nice idea, but my dick had other plans. After all, it was Saturday night, the place was full, and I was horny. So I tossed my clothes, wrapped up in a towel, and went off in search of sex. Now, I'm not a bad looking guy. At 25 years old, I still have a full head of golden brown hair, which goes nicely with my lightly tanned body.
He was a handsome fellow, tall and well built. He must be around 24 thought Robinson. His long, straight, black hair framed a very handsome face that had a strange beauty about it. Robinson felt a strange and almost forgotten urge stir in his loins. Little did he know that he would soon meet Big Dong.
I turned around and there was one of the boys, all sweaty and breathing hard. I just about blew a wad in my pants! I just got told that he wants to lick and suck me all over! Holy Shit! He said that he worked for an agency called "Haus jungen Mannes" (The House of Young Men) and that it was a special club where they got to chose who they would have as patrons. He told me he had seen me outside and that he always wanted to be with an American military guy.
I was in shock so he led me outside and said that he would bring a buddy of his along too if I wanted. I just asked how much would it cost me and he said 500 euros. Which was no problem, I saved all of my money anyway. So the other kid, who was just as hot as the other met up with us and they said that they could come to my room or I could go with them. I said my money is in my room so why don't we go there.
I go them into the hotel no problem, they were used to it I guess and we got in my room. As soon as I got my money out and put it on the table They pushed me into the bed and they started to do a whole other strip show just for me! I had to spread my legs and rub my aching cock or it would've exploded.
They stripped to their speedos and then jumped me. I laid back on the bed and they ripped my shirt and jeans off in about 2 seconds. One (his name was Jon I think) started French kissing me and rubbing my dick and the other (Max) started licking up my legs and massaging my balls. Jon straddled my chest and stuck his meat in my face. For being 17 or 18 years old he had a nice cock. It had to be 8 inches! I started sucking on like it was the last cock on earth. He started moaning extremely lod. Max finally had licked and kissed up to my cock and he stared sucking on it. I couldn't take it. I blew in less than a minute. He swallowed of course and kept sucking. Of course I got hard again. After about 6 minutes Jon started bucking and he blew a huge wad in my mouth. I swallowed all I could but some leaked out the corners of my mouth and he leaned down and licked it off of my face. They both got off of me and Jon and I sandwiched Max's dick in between our mouths.
He said, Why don't we have a fuck train?"
So we both said, "Hell yeah!" and I got in the middle Max got in front of me and Jon behind me.
I hadn't had anal too many times and Jon noticed so he spit on his dick and shoved it in real slow. Max's ass looked tight but not too tight so I just stuck my 8 and a half inch cock right in and we all started fucking.
We did that for a while then Jon and Max switched and after about 20 minutes we all were getting ready to climax so I pulled out of Jon and Max pulled out of me and I laid down. They got on opposite sides of me and we all started jacking off and with some loud grunts and moans we all shot our loads. Max and I shot our cum onto my stomach whil Jon shot his load all over my face. They sort of plopped down on me on either side and our juices coated our bellies. So we spent the next ten minutes making out and licking the cum of eachother.
They said they had an awesome fuck and wanted to know if I could go anymore because I had their services all night. I was ecstatic! So I suggested we take a shower and see what happened. We went into the bathroom and all got into the shower and proceeded to not only clean eachother but fuck again in the shower too. After that I told them my cock couldn't take anymore so we went to sleep I eachothers arms.
I woke up and told them I would be there all week andthey told me that if I wanted they could alternate between themselves and two other guys the rest of the week. It would only cost me 400 euros a day. Of course I said yes and had so much sex the rest of the week I don't know how I ever went back to base!
Heres my fantasy. Im at the gym getting ready to hit the showers when all of a sudden a cavalry of black guys walk in and begin to tear off the clothes revealing their hot bodies and even hotter cocks. To them, Im an outsider, being white with a six inch cock instead of these huge man mountains, all of whom have massive throbbing black members. Another black man massages my cock underneath.
My name is Marco; I'm 20 years old, 5'11" tall with red hair and green eyes. I'm not what you would call handsome but I make a reasonable living as a photographic model working mainly for mail order catalogues and have modelled everything skiwear to thongs (I have quite a healthy package between my legs so I get to model quite a bit of underwear).
Did for me too. We had free Disney channel last weekend and so I caught an English Import. Dickens' "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe". Hadn't seen it since when I was a kid, but it kindled memories. Ones I'd kept on the back-burner. Like that time I walked into that little boutique in San Rafael, with the unusual merchandise:I'd recieved their flyer. Green flourescent paper, Ugly Black Type.
The city lights twinkled in the distance, and as I looked out, I felt his strong body standing just behind me, desiring me, and I wanted to nestle myself into his embrace and feel him melt into me. The vibe radiating from his strong chest and loving precense was so strong I could feel it beaming against my back, my skin tingling with anticipation. But not yet, I was nervous. Mmmm. Yumm.
We started talking but by this point I was in a really bad mood and not very talkative, and I explained this to him and said that he sounded nice and that I would like to talk to him again but I was going to sign off now. So I offered him my email and my chat screen name so he could keep in contact, but then he tells me he doesn't have a computer and that he's at a friend's house.
I wouldn't believe it if I read it but it happened just the way that follows. I was 20, a sophomore at UCLA and during the previous couple of months I had come out of the closet with a bang. Anyway I went home to Newport to visit my parents and see a few old surfing buddies. One of those was Bill.
Not that the chilly temperature seemed to matter to the inmates who danced, laughed or wept in the day room. The more acute cases were confined to padded cells so they could not hurt themselves. Othere were physically restrained with soft leather gloves to stop continual masturbation. A few were encased in strait-jackets, their faces purple as they tried in vain to escape.
I also never realised they also happen in UK universities. But now I have my own story to tell and although it isn't as worse as some I have read I think you may enjoy it, surprisingly I did, and still am enjoying it. I'll tell you a little bit about myself before I launch into the story. My name is Jake, I am 18 years old and I have just started on a Computing Degree.
So long in fact, that the immortals of old had ascended and those that replaced them had never realized tranquility could end. And so when the darkness came, only the King of the Immortals felt fear. For fear was an emotion of old and as such, had long ago been lost. Even when the fauna took to the shadows and returned mutated with a thirst for blood, fear was not found. Uncertainty. Confusion.
They paid the expenses so what did I have to loose. I packed everything that I owned in a '72 Chevelle (that shows how much I owned) and headed south! I arrived two days later at the apartment my company had arranged for me. It was like a scene from Paradise Island.
It was late and we just finished putting the tent up. We were getting ready to go to sleep when my friend went to close the tent windows and he was wearing nothing and he was very hard. I was in my sleeping bag and just seeing him got me very hard. He was just walking around the tent not saying to much.
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!
For the record, it was not the military academy, the one located over the Hudson River outside New York City, but it was a military academy. As this is a work of fiction, it matters not which one it was, but if there are other graduates of this institution, they might recognize the location based on some of the incidents.
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.
Right in front of him, the first thing he saw was the tin of boot polish with the ripped remains of his denim shorts next to it. The mountain of boots he'd started cleaning were next to it, waiting to be polished off.
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