I dream of playing all the time, even still to this day. My only problem is that I tend to dream about the guys on my team. I love to shower after we get off the ice. The cold temperature in the arena seems to make certain parts shrink a bit but when they hit that hot shower its like a desert after a good rain. Dicks growing back to normal length are such a turn on for me. Well it didn't work.
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Hockey Trip
Date with Black Highschool Student Arden
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.
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Honeyboy
I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist, hoping that the only thing he saw was my naked ass. It was no use to run, even though it was the sensible thing to do, given a choice between fight or flight. The football game ended at least 2 hours earlier and I had just finished drying the last batch of towels before deciding to take a shower myself. I was certain that it would hurt. Kiss his balls.
athletic
Gay Love Begins and Lasts
The hot breeze of the evening fanned my face and added to the erotic moment. I daydreamed about our encounter and could almost feel his heat, his body close to mine. That summer, I was getting ready for University and had come up to spend a few days at my folks summer cottage. A little swimming and fishing would rest me up and prepare me for the work ahead.
beginnings
The Glory Hole Encounter
I made a quick check, none ot the booths were occupied since it was a bit early, so I decided to just wait it out. This place had a big room on one side, no doors, and no videos, just a very dark room where sometimes guys would just let it all hang out and wait for a cocksucker to come and do his thing. As I went through the door, my eyes caught sight of a real hunk slouched in the doorway.
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Gloryhole Neighbor
When I arrived in California, everything was such a shock to me. I had only been in town for a week when I discovered that a guy could go down in the basement of this X-rated movies house less than three blocks from the bus station and see hunky young guys down on their knees, sucking off rows of men. I was meeting and meating other gay guys openly, and I was having the time of my life.
beginnings
Georges' Arrangement
The fellow mentioned is George Jones (honest , but not The George Jones. George was my introduction to sexual bliss while I was in that area, a sort of " country rake " known by one & all if you needed to get a blow job from 'heaven'. that was Georges' specialty, and he was known far & wide there abouts. I didn't know it then, but this was one of Georges' favorite 'pick-up' places.
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Gay Boy
At least, I was pretty sure I knew who he was. We'd agreed to meet here to look each other over, and he was dressed as he had described. He glanced around. He must have changed his mind and headed for the door. My heart sank. But then, he stopped about halfway and turned again in my direction. He looked as if he were debating whether to come over. Finally, he headed in my direction.
beginnings
Full Gay Service
Damn! After a two hour workout, my arms and legs ached; all I wanted was to get home, take a hot shower and collapse in front of the television. I pulled into the first service station I came across and pulled up to the "Full Service" island. I was exhausted and in no mood to pump my own gas. Sitting behind the wheel, I watched as the husky attendant came jogging up to my car.
athletic
Gay Yacht Orgy
At a gay bar a guy walks up and asks me "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?". I tell him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night since I had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht.
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