He was just half a length ahead of me. I made sure I had run close to him when I got started to catch his eye. And then I would stay about 10 yards in front of him so he could watch me in my cute little shorts. I had seen him several times at the track and definitely had the sense that he was interested. So today I had worn an outfit sure to capture his interest. Thankfully he was. Yeah. Oooooh.
beginnings
The Hamstring Pull
Bookstore Threeway
As I drove by the adult bookstore, I noticed a really hot number get out of his pick up and head for the front door. The man was in his late-forties with blondish-grey hair & thick meaty arms. He was a short dude; about 5'6" with a dark blonde moustache and a solid stocky body and as he reached the door of the bookstore, he stopped to look up and down the street.
encounters
Church Organist
Not many people went there, and if I hung out in the mens room, occasionally I got to suck cock. One afternoon, a slightly chubby guy with medium brown hair about 25 came in and watched me sitting on the toilet stroking my cock. He came over to me and started stroking me and playing with my balls. He had a really nice touch and got between my legs and sucked my cock.
beginnings
Circle Jerk
We'd cyber-jacked a few times, then gotten into fantasy as well. Fantasy had the advantage that anything went, because "safe sex" was irrelevant. This Saturday afternoon I lay back in my recliner, with glycerin lube and lots of paper towels, and began another fantasy. We'd decided to meet at a hotel in the mid-West this time, and when I arrived I asked for Bob's room.
masturbation
David
I had just turned forty and I was not feeling good about the world or myself in general. As I scraped the ice off my windscreen; my thoughts turned to how life had kicked me in the bollocks at every turn and I started to get angry. Here I was a security guard at a factory that manufactured string. String! Ha. It was beyond belief. So that was my job. "David", he said. I held out my hand to him.
sci-fi/fantasy
Didnt Mean To Do It
Like a million other college kids of my age. So, what happened was this. I do a lot of stuff with conservation, don't laugh, save the planet, that kind of stuff, and I volunteered to go with a buddy of mine, John, to do some monitoring of moths in a local woodland. Usually, I sleep like a log, but I am not used to having someone else so close to me as John and I were in our tent.
encounters
Bottle In The Fridge
It was our first year at university. I had always been in the boarding house at school, basically since day one, a little seven year old off to school, back-pack securely on my shoulders, a kiss from mom and dad and no looking back. Oh, I wasn't dumped there by any means- Quite the contrary. I was only a weekly boarder. It was just that there were no good schools in our town.
college
Bathhouse Bonanza
I was 22 years old, light brown hair, blue eyes, about 5' 10, and weighed 165. It was a Saturday night in July and I was oh so horny. I made my way to the bathhouse on Halsted. After I found a parking spot, I entered the front door. The line was long, as usual for a Saturday night. There were no rooms available so I settled for a locker. I got my key and towel and was buzzed in.
encounters
Forbidden Gaysex
Sigmund Freud might have surmised that I constructed my dream through subconscious observation. But I have always thought that Freud sounds so much like fraud. Besides which, I have never met anyone with an Oedipus complex, although there are certainly plenty of motherf**kers in the world. Trust me, I work with most of them. At first he shifted nervously on the sofa, trying to phrase a response.
relationship
Away Game
Generally, we would go to the away games and come back in the same day, but once in a while we'd have to stay overnight, if it was too long a drive. I was on the varsity team as a freshman, quite a feat, but had become quite good since playing for about 12 years. We left early Saturday morning for an early afternoon game, which, after a 4 hour drive, would leave us a few hours to practice.
college
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