The whole day was such a blur that I can barely remember how it began. I woke up in my apartment, raging hard-on as usual. Isn't that the way these tales always begin? It was January and really god damn cold outside. It was Saturday, so fortunately I didn't have to go to class. I didn't even want to leave the building. Three below zero even without the god damn wind chill.
I had lived alone there for three months now, since my boyfriend and I split up. We didn't exactly break-up - it's just that he's in California and I'm in Illinois, so we just stopped seeing each other exclusively. Every once and a while we'd call one another and have some hot phone sex - usually we'd tell each other about our escapades and shit like that. As I got into the shower, I remembered our hot session from the previous night.
"So remember that cruising park that that skater who sucked me told me about last week?" Jason told me.
"Yeah, how could I forget?" The image that Jason had described had been engrained in my brain. A younger guy, just 18 (or so he said) with floppy blonde hair and a smooth little body, going down on Jason's tight muscular 5'8" frame, lifting his t-shirt, licking all the way up his slightly hairy chest, grabbing Jason's blonde hair and kissing him, until he returned down to suck him dry -- all of this happening at a McDonald's where the two had just met.
"Well, anyway, I went there last night. It was pretty warm, in the fifties...it was really dark, but there were lots of guys around. Most of them old, not too nasty, but I went there to explore more than to get some."
I laughed. "Whatever. You wanted it bad."
He laughed back. "Anyway, I was walking around and I kinda got lost on all the paths. All of the sudden this guy shows up in front of me. He was wearing a black hat, a black jacket, and black nylon pants. And he was black."
I had always been straight, until an 11.5 inch cock was waved in my face. Since that day two years ago, I have been exploring my bisexual side. I have recently posted my first few stories. This is the next of my true adventures. I went back to the bathhouse, took out a room, and headed for the showers.
He had scoped a guy in the gym doing some stretching exercises. He had a good, lean body, dark hair, an excellent ass, and was clean shaven. They had exchanged a little small talk, and met up later on in the steam room, where Jonny had noticed that the guy was eying him up.
A couple of minutes later, the officer pulled out a Playgirl magazine from under the sit, put it on top of the passenger sit and pulled his big dick out and started to jerk it off slowly.
I had been straight but curious all through college, but, aside from a j/o experience with a friend, I had never been with a guy. But this was my wild year, living on my own in the Big City, and I was determined to make the best of it. I had been to a couple of gay clubs before.
There was a free counseling center on campus, but the twenty-one year old senior needed to keep his "problem" a secret, even if that meant paying. Dustin would have to drop out of school if gossip got around. He would never survive the humiliation. Dustin was a clean-cut with wholesome good looks. He didn't seem at all like someone with a problem only a shrink could solve.
In case there is anyone left on the planet who doesn't know what a glory hole is, it is a hole cut in the partition between toilet cubicles through which you can poke your cock for the man - usually a stranger - in the next cubicle to suck. Usefully, people had scrawled messages round the holes, like SUCK ME and I NEED COCK. And it tasted as good as it looked.
Will and Harry were lovers and both had a younger brother each. As they catch the little bros having sex, they decide it is a great opportunity to join. This is going to be one hot foursome.
My name is John Turner a happily married man with 3 wonderful children. I have am 5'6", 140 lbs and always thought of myself as an average looking guy. For the past 5 years I have been making a good living as a Realtor. Well the other day I received a call from a Mr. Dennis Chisel saying he wanted to sell his house. I told him I would drop by later to get started on it.
I had been working out all year long and been taking a full school schedule. It was my first year of college and things had been going really well. I had decided to come back and stay with my parents for the summer to save on money. I noticed there was a new neighbor next door who must have moved in after I had graduated from high school. After a run we start talking and decide to work out together.
I went in, grabbed the beer and was standing in line when I noticed a cute guy behind me. I gave him a quick glance up and down, trying not to be too obvious. You see, I live in a "Mixed" neighborhood just outside Hillcrest, San Diego's GAY area. Anyway, he was a hot boy, with reddish hair, blue eyes and an average frame. "No I wasn't" I said. After about 5 blocks we got to his place.
On a weekend I'd take a walk through the park and they'd all be there -- loads a people loving the sun. I'd have a bit of a stare at a few of them, longer if I saw my blond guy.
Nick retorted, "Duh, what did you expect?" Their friend Brandon, who they met in Western Civ class last semester, came skating over, stopping in front of them with a spray of ice. "Well, you little fucker, you! What're you doin' out here?" Nick asked.
"Oh shit." Jason and I had only limited experience with men of color and we had always had long running fantasies about them. "What did he look like?"
"Really tall, like 6'4", big, not overly muscular but toned. Bald."
"Oh jesus, how old?"
"His drivers license said 25."
"His license?"
"More about that later..."
So he proceeded to tell me all about the hugh black man who took him to a part of the forest way off the paths. Jason wasn't specifically top or bottom, but he usually prefered top. But he had decided that he was gonna do whatever this stud wanted. The man stripped off his own shoes, pants, coat, and t-shirt before Jason could do anything. He stood there, his white jock strap holding in his cock, shimmering in the moonlight. Before Jason could stop staring, he ripped open Jason's button flies and started sucking his rock hard 7" cock. Jason moaned and moaned as he watched the man's bald black head bob up and down, his big lips sucking hard.
"I really wanted to cum right there," he said. Jason wasn't known for his self-control. "I said I was getting close, so he stopped. He got off my dick, stood up, and walked a few steps away. He peeled the jock down and I saw a huge, monster cock."
Remembering this part of the story, I got re-hard, just like I had when he told me the story. I'll admit it -- I'm a size queen. I loved to think about Jason getting to suck or be fucked by a big black cock. I soaped up my cock and remembered the rest of the story.
"I dropped to my knees and started to try to suck it. I couldn't get the whole thing. It was nearly a god damn foot. It was unreal, really. Like a god damn porn star. I sucked him hard and he just smiled and looked down at me. Finally I was able to open up and take almost all of it. He moaned. 'Shit, boy, no one's ever gotten it all in before'"
"I've never wanted to taste a guy's cum so much but he pushed me off his dick. He pulled up his jock strap and I thought he was gonna leave."
"'What the fuck?' I asked him."
"'Hold on dude.' And that's when he turned around. And I saw his ass. It was so round, so black, fucking hottest butt I've ever seen dude."
This part got me hard to think about too. If I'm a size queen, then Jason's an ass queen. He loves butts -- all of them. And for him to say that about an ass...Jesus it must have been fine.
"Seriously, Mike, I nearly came just staring. And next thing I know, he's leaning up against a tree, grinding his ass in the air, putting on an ass show. I wanted to eat it out, but he told me he wanted to get fucked dry. He grabbed my ass and shoved me towards him. I shoved my cock inside. It was tight, really tight, and the dude just growled and screamed, but then it loosened up.
This man has been fucked before. I tried to slow down, cause I didn't want to cum immediately, but he just kept begging for my cock, milking my shaft with his cheeks, and I just kept pounding him, snapping his jock strap across his butt. Next thing I know, I'm gonna cum. I squeeze his shoulders, plow deeper, he fucking screams and starts to shoot all over the tree, nothing even touching his dick, I exploded in his out and fucking slipped out, creaming all over his black butt. I collapsed onto the ground and he ran away wearing just his jock, with his pants and his jacket in his hands.
Last night, I came all over myself as soon as he started talking about the ass. In the shower, remembering this, I was rock hard and ready to cum. I shoved the soap up my butt, pretending that that black god was fucking me while Jason fucked him, breaking my butt, screwing me hard. Next thing I know, my nuts are inside me, the cock is bouncing and I cum in face. This is going to be a good day, I say as I rinse off. I don't know if I can waste it inside.
As I toweled off, I remember the rest of the story. Jason found the dude's wallet on the ground. There was a ton of cash in there, and he thought about taking it. But now he knew where his mystery black knight lived so he figured he'd return the wallet to get some more action. He told me he'd call me later on to report the details.
The phone rang. I dropped my towel and ran naked to get it.
Damn was I horny. My jeans were probably bustin' at the seams. If I wasn't so fuckin' sexed up I wouldn't be doin' what I was doin' now. Well, desperate times call for desperate measures. I mean jerkin' off could only do so much. I was driving down the interstate keeping a sharp eye out. My work schedule was real tight so it's been a while.
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.
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.
One evening, I went to swim about 10PM. Very few people were around so I had the place to myself. When I was done, I went to the locker room and then to the showers. A few minutes later, an Asian guy came in and stood at the shower across from mine. He was very thin and smooth, but had a thick black bush and a large hard cock. He noticed me looking and kept on showering. I said I wouldn't min.
I had watched him walk to and from the showers with his dick swinging thru football season and basketball season and now almost thru baseball season. I dreamed about how long and big his cock must be when its hard, and just had to find out. I had tried every trick in my book but hadn't gotten to first base. So I made the final decision.
I really didn't think anybody would answer it, 'cause I didn't think anybody was as crazy and kinky as I am, at least not around THIS little town. New York City, MAYBE, but not here. So here I am, on my way to meet this guy, out on the highway, at the convenience store. How convenient.
As I have grown older, the nights have left me more restless. Not only was I restless, but also my cock was stirring in my briefs. That's not too bad for a guy of sixty-five. Most of my life I have known I was different. In my senior years, I have become more and more attracted to men. Just to lie naked next to a man with my eyes closed and kiss him deep and fondle his cock and balls.
Monday through Friday, week after week, month after month it was the same routine. All work and no play was truly turning me into a very dull boy! Between work during the week and chores I had to do on the weekend I was left with little to no time for myself.
As an added bonus the Kenny Wayne Shephard Band was opening for them. So there I was, in the seventh row at the World, experiencing four hours of the best the rock and roll and blues has to offer. Upon leaving this blissful evening, I was grinning from ear to ear and full of energy.
He is gifted with super powers of x-ray vision, speed, strength, smarts, and good looks. He is 5'7 with brown hair, eyes that changes color, six pack abs, and amazing lips. He also have a "spider sense", but in his cast he calls it danger sense. Evan abilities came about when he turned 18 this summer. During the summer his abilities keep on growing and he also picked up karate.
Nick retorted, "Duh, what did you expect?" Their friend Brandon, who they met in Western Civ class last semester, came skating over, stopping in front of them with a spray of ice. "Well, you little fucker, you! What're you doin' out here?" Nick asked.
He was 18. I had just become 29 so figured no chance with most of the hot skaters. On a weekend I'd take a walk through the park and they'd all be there, loads a people loving the sun. I'd have a bit of a stare at a few of them, longer if I saw my blond guy.
Come 3pm though Phil stirred with the feel of Colin behind him -and when he bent his hand behind he once again felt the magnificence of Colin's firm erection. And yet, as he stroked the growing shaft and then teased beneath with the tip of his fingers, he felt perhaps he would like to try it.
I was supposed to meet with Dr. Hancock at 10 am for an interview for the post-doctoral position in his lab. I was supposed to give a seminar in front of his lab group at 11 am followed by lunch. I was scheduled to be interviewed privately by Dr. Hancock after lunch until 3 pm then a little tour of lab and other campus facilities and an informal meeting with lab group members.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
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