"Is it OK if I go in the shower after you?" He sticks his head round the shower door and says
"Sure I'll give you a call" his beard is all full of water drops and as he talks some of them drip off. I can also see that his arms and shoulders are covered in hair as well. After seeing the crack of his arse downstairs I wonder to myself if there is anywhere that isn't hairy on him.
I lie on the bed expecting him to give me a shout as he passes my door when suddenly the door opens and Jay is stood there totally naked. As my eyes go up and down his body I realise that I'm staring and as I look straight up at his face, I can feel myself blushing like some teenager as I mumble my thanks. God but he's beautiful and he is fully covered in hair, I can't help noticing his back as he turns and walks out of the room and I swear that he has more hair on his back than I have on my whole body and I always thought that I was hairy. After all that's why I never felt at home in the gay bars back home.
I'm in a daze as I walk to the shower, my thoughts are of that wonderful man in the other bedroom. I get in the shower and turn it on....Ouch that's cold! I should have looked at the temperature before I got in I suppose, but at least it knocked those thoughts of Jay out of my head. After adjusting the temperature so that its nice and warm I slowly wash myself. With the thoughts of Jay in my head again as I soap around my balls and cock, I start to get an erection. Just as suddenly as the bedroom door, the shower door opens. Jay is stood there, still nude and he asks me if I'm alright. My cock is rigid now and as the shower pours down on me he gets inside.
"You look as though you could do with a bit of rubbing in the right places" he says and then puts his hand around my cock, stroking it gently.
He pushes the shower door closed behind him "Don't want to get water all over the bathroom do we? Stevie hates it" As he comes under the water I can feel his hard cock pressing against my belly, I reach out and run my hands through all that hair on his chest, feeling his nipples get hard under my fingers I squeeze them between my finger and thumb. He moans softly in my ear and nibbles at my neck, his arms are around me and he pulls me into him. I slide my hands down his wet and dry back until I reach the cheeks of his arse, my dream has come true and I run my fingers into his crack, just touching his hole. He seems to bend onto me so that the crack of his arse opens further, my fingers touch his hole just as his mouth opens up around my nipple.
His bearded mouth covers my nipple and he sucks and chews on it, I've always had big nipples, but this guy is going to make them much bigger the way that he is sucking on it. I've worked one of my fingers up into his arsehole now and he changes nipples with his mouth giving the other one as much work as he gave the first one. The water is running down his broad back in rivulets, making his hair look like a shining mat, I reach with my other hand and run it through the matted hair on his back. His mouth is working its way across my stomach heading, very rapidly towards my cock. His licking and sucking has got me really worked up now and I can feel my balls tightening as he gets nearer and nearer to the base of my cock.
The computer repair man was coming at eleven o'clock so I had time for a few hours of work. I work for a large company that helped people manage their money and much of my work could be done at home. It is nice to not have to go to work every morning in a shirt and tie. Time flew by and the door bell rang. It was eleven o'clock. I opened the door for the repair man.
I knew there was such a thing as fucking but that was not a common thing around where I lived. Anyway, I was 18 and a sophomore in highschool. I wasn't a jock but neither was I a nerd. I took phy-ed with the rest of the guys in my class. I was a little on the slim side but my penis was very well developed; much larger than the other guys. Anyway. I got in and he started the car going.
He was working in one of the clothes stores I went into. A place I usually went to to buy my designer lables. I hadn't seen him there before, but I took a good long look at him. He was about my height, 6', maybe a little taller, with short black hair, and the deepest green eyes I had ever seen. He was thin, but not too thin, just right.
Tricky Dicky was POTUS, 'Nam raged on with body bags arriving at Alameda Naval Air Station every day, and I was a long-haired hippie living in the Bay Area, actually out in a wooded part of Menlo Park at the time, and occasionally I'd make the trip to The City to sex out.
Kriss feels pretty bold that we will make the red lights. He dares me that I will owe him 100 bucks if we have to stop at the next intersections. He then ups his bet to me owing him a hot night. Hope I lose!
Lately I had been spending as much time on my asshole as I had been working on my cock. There is nothing sweeter for me then when I finger fuck myself and I had been using the long, cock sized handle I had taken from a small garden tool.
No apologies, no shame, no closets for Bobby. I knew all of this from across the bar, just looking at him, watching him talk to his friends. I had to meet him, even just talk to him for a few minutes, I was drawn to him. He was cute in a feminine sort of a way, pretty, almost childlike in his innocence....
I am "cute" with boyish good looks. My sex life, until recently exclusively with women, has nevertheless been "fringe". I am obsessively oral active, uninterested in reciprocation, and not very adept at traditional love making. Consequently I have, with marginal success, sought out dominant women.
I walk over to you and caress the back of your neck. You jump, startled, and quickly a smile comes to face. I press my beanbag lips against yours (my wife's expression) and fuck you face with my tongue. You lose all interest in news reading. I begin to unbutton your shirt.
Like so many high school quarterbacks, he was very successful with the girls. Tommy stood 6'3" and was built like you'd expect a quarterback to be--real muscular. On a number of occasions, he'd been seen slipping serious tongue to some girl right out in the hallways of our school.
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.
I had little money, however could usually find a good time wherever I went. The two mates I was traveling with had been together for a couple of months when I joined them about six weeks ago and we all got on well together. Michael was from southern England and was a good looking guy with the usual smooth pale skin, sandy hair and good body, as he played a lot of soccer at home.
I had never really been interested in guys before and had quite a few different girlfriends at that age so I never was horny for long. I was always able to find a girl when I wanted one because I've always had a good sized cock and girls at that age are very curious. I immediately went back to sleep.
I saw Stevie's terrified stare as he watched me inch my way closer to the toy car in the middle of the dark hallway. I looked down at my size seven sneakers that no longer wanted to move. "Do it Artieor you're sleeping in the hall tonight!!" Carl demanded from what seemed like a mile away. My body began to shiver even harder as Carl kept fucking me.
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.
Then he's down on his knees and his mouth has taken my balls into it, his tongue is running in circles over and around them. He leans back, pulling them tight, and making my already hard cock spring upwards. As I look down on his head I notice that his hard prick is swinging between his legs and I know that I want that cock inside me somewhere, everywhere. His hard-working mouth leaves my balls and he leans his head sideways and grasps the base of my cock in his mouth, his tongue is still moving as he works up toward the tip of it, but he doesn't take it in, just starts working his way down the other side.
The warm water of the shower is raining down on us and I suddenly feel the urge to have a piss. I reach down to move Jay's head out of the way, but as I do he moves as well and plunges his mouth over my cock, I try to say something, but its too late and suddenly I'm pissing into his mouth. Jay squats there sucking my cock and letting the piss pour into his throat, he is gulping it down. I've always been able to have a piss when I'm hard and this time it has its advantages as Jay sucks on my cock.
Eventually I finish and Jay gets up from his squat, as he rises his hands go out and he squeezes my nipples. I lean forward and kiss those wonderful lips that are in front of me, I can taste my piss still on them, his rigid prick is pressing against my balls and as I open my legs it pushes them up against my body and slips in between my open legs. I close my thighs and I can feel that hard cock sliding backwards and forwards, rubbing against my balls on every stroke. As nice as this is, I want him inside me. So I grasp his cock with my hand as it slides out and then it is my turn to go down on my knees. I hold his balls in my hand and gently squeeze them as I press my lips onto the head of his lovely knob, pushing my tongue between my lips I work it inside his foreskin and then I press the tip of my tongue into his piss slit. Its as though its what he was waiting for, because I feel the surge through my lips as his piss slit opens to release a stream of his water into my mouth, hurriedly I gulp away at it, after all its only right to take what is given so freely.
As he finishes pissing, I suck deeply on his cock to stop it going down too much, and it doesn't take long before he is as hard as before. Still holding his balls I pull him deeper into my waiting mouth, I can feel the end of his cock entering my throat, the foreskin pulling back and that tender piece of meat sliding deep into me. I reach up with my other hand and start to play with his nipple, now tweaking it, now pinching it hard between my finger and thumb. This has the effect of making him thrust even harder into my throat. Oh my god! I want this man to shoot his load there and then, but I also want him in my arse.
Jay slowly pulls himself out of my mouth, I hold my lips firm around his prick as he does, so that I can roll his foreskin back over his cockhead. As he slips from between my lips, I realise that the water has stopped running as I look up at the showerhead Jay says
"Lets get a little bit more comfortable! I nod my head in agreement as he steps out of the shower. I follow him and he throws me a towel to dry myself of, I reach across and start to rub my towel over his hairy chest, down over his cock and balls and round to his back. "This man was born a fucking gorilla" I think to myself as I see the amount of hair on him. I look closely, but I can't see a patch without hair anywhere.
He grabs my hand and I'm virtually dragged along the passage into the bedroom, I'm still damp as is he, but it doesn't worry him as he pushes me onto the bed. It doesn't worry me either as I can see damp spots on him as well. Our pricks are rigid, my balls are pulling tight against my crotch. His cock must be at least a good eight inches long and one of the thickest that I've ever seen, its dripping with pre-cum now and looks good enough to eat, but its not eating that he has in mind as he spreads my legs as he lifts them over his shoulders. I can feel the hair on his shoulders on the backs of my thighs as he edges forward. Suddenly I feel the tip of his cock pressing against my hole, now I'm no virgin, but the thought of that monster going into me made me quiver, but that could have been pleasure!
Jerry and I trade glances as the coach puts us through a thorough exercise program. Finally we head to the showers together and I know I will get to see him nude.
it was around 4:00am, and there were very few cars out on the interstate. I saw a blue light, and I was pulled over by a Highway Patrolmen. He walked up to the car, he was kinda young (early 30's) very muscular and damned good-looking. He ran his hand across his cock, and when he moved his hand, the length of his cock was running down his uniform pants leg. about me splitting her apart".
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. He winked to me.
After the workout we went to the locker room together, which made us all horny. Looking at all those guys. As we arrive back we decide it is time to relieve some tension. He strokes his dick against my butt crack and then asks me to make him cum. I start sucking away.
It wasn't as easy to find someone as I thought. There were many who seemed just to want to talk, exchange pictures and naughty cams on MSN. I almost gave up hope when about three times I arranged to meet someone and they didn't turn up. I felt absolutely gutted and realized I had been taken for a ride, that they were only using me on the net for their own kinky ends.
He came to a bridge over the babbling brook. Underneath that bridge was a troll. When the troll heard the littlest billy goat's hooves clattering on the wooden bridge, he jumped out from under the bridge and stood in front of the little billy goat. "I'm going to eat you all up!"
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.
No apologies, no shame, no closets for Bobby. I knew all of this from across the bar, just looking at him, watching him talk to his friends. I had to meet him, even just talk to him for a few minutes, I was drawn to him. He was cute in a feminine sort of a way, pretty, almost childlike in his innocence....
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 try to keep fit and think I look younger than my 38 years - though I don't think it would matter too much if I didn't. Young chinese gays are only too willing to have sex with "gweilos" the local term for Europeans - the word means "foreign devils" but no-one takes offence at it.
Walkowski's lawn for years now but this was the first time he had ever invited me in. I had just killed the lawn mowers engine and was loading it back up onto my truck (somehow, even though this was the summer before my sophomore year in college I was still mowing lawns for money - go figure) when he walked over to me. "Sure is hot today. Why don't you come inside?"
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.
I was rather suprised because I was watching the finals on the Atlanta NBC affiliate - local Atlanta news live on the west coast of Mexico too. What is the world coming to? Of course the Bulls won. All I could do was sip more of my wine and sweat. Just as I had been sitting in the dark, so was he.
I saw Stevie's terrified stare as he watched me inch my way closer to the toy car in the middle of the dark hallway. I looked down at my size seven sneakers that no longer wanted to move. "Do it Artieor you're sleeping in the hall tonight!!" Carl demanded from what seemed like a mile away. My body began to shiver even harder as Carl kept fucking me.
My grandmother had died unexpectedly that morning, and my parents had to rush off to her place about 200 miles away. They said they were sorry a hundred times to leave me at Christmas but needed me to stay at home to take care of the farm. We lived on a farm about 8 miles from the town where I went to school.
Mike looked so good in his starched white shirt and tie that Jim was having a hard time keeping his cock from getting hard. He hadn't slept well the night before, knowing that Mike would spend the next two nights in his bed.
Its pleasure still is burned into my mind. Dreams will always be dreams, but I wish this one would come true. The College soccer team was at a tournament and we were playing the next day. The coach was pairing us up into rooms so we could sleep well before the big game. I was paired with a guy on the team that I wasn't particularly friendly with.
Although he was only 34, he had made fast progress in his career and was in charge of his own team of auditors. To them he was the boss who knew the answers and with whom they had to clear whatever they wanted to do. But when Keith left the office at 4:00 each afternoon his colleagues did not know that he went into a complete role reversal. You see, Keith is a boot slut.
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