Russ was looking forward to baseball practice. Actually, he wasn't as much looking as forward to the practice as the fact that he was going to be with Jeremy.
He got there a bit early. He had arranged a few kids who were really good and sexy (though he hadn't said that) at baseball to help him on a Saturday.
He was in his ball clothes, so he went straight to the field to start. He had also brought a change of clothes in case he got really dirty.
Jeremy, who he had not only considered the best player, but the sexiest, too, was on first base. Jeremy had this deep, almost sexy voice. He also had a beautiful hairless chest.
James, who he thought was probably a senior, a pretty good player whom Russ had thought to be well hung. He was pitching.
Finally, Justin, who had an Asian-American air about him, and also seemed well endowed. He was in outfield.
Well, not everybody, but still, I'm having to push people away pretty quick - because of my other problem, which is I'm excitable, and it's not long before I come unless I take steps to slow things down.
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.
Well two week ago I went to the Compound to relieve a little tension. I was so fucking horny to find a hot ass to fuck and a cock to play with I'm surprised I didn't fuck the attendant. I checked into my room and started the search. In the video room they were showing a hot Australian cock movie.
It started out as an innocent way to spend a Sunday morning but turned out to be something a lot more exciting. The match did not run particularly smoothly and the last thing I really felt like doing was having a shower but the large selection of muscular naked male bodies made me re-consider my plans.
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.
Xavier was fast but I kept up. He'd just broken a sweat me, I was dripping. Swerving off down into a gully Xavier suddenly tried to break away but with determination and a laugh I was soon close on his heels. I'm sure he felt the anticipation of what might be coming, running to win and running to some privacy was a thought he must have also had.
I peeled off my clothes and threw them into my locker, and walked naked to the shower room, my towel slung over my shoulder. Once there, though, I had a rude shock. The hot water was broken. So I took a quick cold rinse, and headed for the sauna. Once inside, I leaned back and let the hot moisture caress my body.
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.
As I lugged the final load to my car, I had to reflect on the muscle-fucking experiences I had during this past year. All of those hot bodies in the weight room and the occasional stare that turned into a blow job in the locker room. Men who loved the feel of my boner up their tight asses.
His name was Angel, and he was 5'10" 210 lb. Brown eyes Brown hair, his hair was rather wavy and long at the time. . . it was just long enough in the back to make a small pony tail. He thought to himself that somewhere out there that there was some one for him.
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.
I was the typical queer, I excelled at everything a boy shouldn't excel at and hated gym class. I resented everything about gym: the goddamn blue uniforms we had to wear, the prepubescent boys trying to out-jock each other, I even hated shower time. During showers, the boys would have to strip down to their nakedness and use soap.
I'm married to a 65 year old retired secondary school teacher. The past half year i'd begun to have very strong sexual urges about men which finally culminated in my acting upon them. Mainly, I had begun to provide oral sexual gratification mostly to other married men, but also to single bi-sexual men as well. his semen. I just love making a man cum by bringing him to sexual orgasm.
I report for my first day at the construction site. I head over to the site manager's cabin, to see what I should do. The site manager tells me that he will get one of the lads to show me around and that I would be able to poke about here, there and everywhere.
It was almost a year ago and I was going through a bit of a rough patch. I was swamped at work and my friends weren't up for anything that weekend. Friday night and I had nothing to do. That's when Miguel wrote me. He's a young Latino twink that I had been chatting with for some time.
Russ had chosen boxers under his loose jeans, hoping Jeremy would see it.
James pitched a normal underhand which Russ hit towards Justin, who had fortunately missed it, but recovered and quickly caught it. Justin threw the ball to Jeremy, and Russ slid onto first facing up. Jeremy was looking down at him, with a hard on which Russ noted.
"Hey, while you're down there, gimme a blowjob."
Everyone, including Russ laughed, but only Russ knew that he thought the joke was erotic.
Russ got up and went to bat again and hit more of a pop up which James missed and Russ slid, kneeling almost, onto the base. Jeremy looked down.
"What? Back already?"
Russ' hard on got more prominent as he walked back.
This time, Russ hit a double and ran to second and was in almost a split as he got there.
Justin got back quickly and looked down at Russ.
"Hey. I think he's trying to say something here."
Again laughter from all four.
This went on with Russ getting to the base in almost always a different position every time. And every time, a new comment, always sexual. They played about two hours and everyone but Jeremy went home.
"Hey Jeremy, Why don't you go home now?"
"Man, I'm sapped of energy and I'm only about a mile from here. I walked here."
Russ noted that both their clothes were dirty from all Russ' sliding.
"Why don't we shower in the locker room? Looks like we both need it and it might bring back some energy."
"okay. I got spare clothes in my bag. I didn't know you slid so much, though."
They walked to the locker room and stripped naked. By this time, Russ' hard on had subsided. They went to the showers and Russ got a couple bars of soap.
"Here ya' go," he said as he threw the soap.
Jeremy caught it.
"Nice throw."
They lathered up and Russ felt his erection returning. He quickly turned his nozzle to cold and it went back.
Russ tried to slowly look over Jeremy's crotch and saw a huge foot-long monster being lathered and slowly stroked. Jeremy looked at Russ, who had quickly turned away, but whose cock was hard.
Jeremy asked innocently, "Uh, hey Russ?"
"Yeah?," he said still back turned to Jeremy.
"Why, uh, exactly did you arrange this practice."
"I needed it."
"Any other... Special reason?"
"No."
"Your cock says otherwise. Would you care to say that again, looking me in the eye?"
Russ turned and looked directly at Jeremy's eyes, trying to will his hard on to subside unsuccessfully.
"I arranged this practice because I needed you, er, it."
"You're gay, aren't you?"
"Well, bi, more of."
"Is that why you slid into all those positions? You want to suck me?"
Russ meekly nodded.
Jeremy perked up.
"Well then... Do you want it?," he asked waving his huge dick.
Russ again nodded.
"Well, then, COME and get it."
Russ went over to Jeremy and went down on him, taking just the head and playing with it. Jeremy moaned and decided to sit on the stone bench. Russ followed and once he sat, spread his legs to let Russ at it.
Russ went down and deep-throated Jeremy, who moaned in ecstasy.
Russ then put his entire life into sucking off Jeremy, who came, moaning in exstacy, shooting powerfully and quickly down Russ' throat. His dream stud's load had a sexy, sugary quality to it.
"No one has ever deep-throated me before. They always say it's too big."
"Man. I feel obligated, almost, to do anything you say."
"I'm not gonna make you suck me. I only did all this willingly, but can you get someone who will suck my cock?"
"You're looking at him."
"You sure you want to?"
"Well, you're not that large, and you seemed to enjoy it."
"Alright, Jeremy. Any position in particular?"
"Let's switch."
"Okay."
Russ couldn't believe that the stud of his dreams was going to give him a blowjob.
They moved and Jeremy took Russ, almost cautiously, and started sucking.
Russ only had about 5 inches hard, but it got so hard it could barely be moved.
Russ could barely hold off.
"I'm gonna come," he strained.
Jeremy sucked harder and it was too much for Russ. Russ shot a good load which Jeremy took for the most part.
"Now Jeremy, stand up."
They both stood against each other and Russ initiated a kiss, eating the cum that Jeremy hadn't, snaking his tongue into Jeremy's mouth, who began to return the passionate kiss.
Well, not everybody, but still, I'm having to push people away pretty quick - because of my other problem, which is I'm excitable, and it's not long before I come unless I take steps to slow things down.
See, I'm bisexual, and most of the time I'm primarily attracted to women. But when I want good, hot sex without all the baggage, I like a nice juicy cock between my lips. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me.
I am in my mid 20's 6 ft tall and 170 lbs,and had always been straight. About two years ago I began to explore sex with men also. I am writing the experiences I have had and posting them. Let me know if you enjoy. My previous experiences had taken place at one bathhouse or a video porn emporium.
But I was so horny and didn't know where to satisfy my craving for cock. Even if it meant just a look at a piece of man-meat, hard and stroking. I was visiting friends and remembered visiting a hot cruising area right near a police barracks of all places. It was a great place to meet guys anytime of the year. So I headed there hoping to find someone to play with and get my rocks off.
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.
There was a one other time I played with Skylar, the young guy who was on his way over to my loft. It was a couple of months earlier, and he had joined another friend of mine and me in a hot three-way. The two young guys were both bottoms and I took turns pounding both of them safely. But that's not the story I'm telling today. This is a true story about a one-on-one session I had with Skye.
5'10", 135 lbs, red hair (ugh), green eyes. He had just come home from soccer practice and undressed in his room. The full-length mirror showed all of him. Guess I am not too bad, he thought. His chest was smooth and looked pretty strong. His pecs were starting to firm up. His nipples were not very big yet--like Carl--but he figured they would grow some more. He looked further down. More precum.
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.
How the hell did he let himself get all out of shape? It is bad enough being gay at 63, but being gay and fat is a death knell. So he bit the bullet and headed for the YMCA. What a great facility. The only downside was that the boys had their own locker room. That was okay because Denny didn't like the idea of being behind bars. The trainer agreed and they planned a workout schedule.
I got there early, the auto center was open before the stores opened. I was stuck waiting in the mall with the early morning "mall walkers". A strange group of johnny-come-lately health nuts, there on doctors' orders. Sort of an all-American McDonald's kid type. "Intense. " I liked his teen talk.
A boy stood there, 18 years old. He was beautiful, with thick black hair, straight and cut short. His features were pubescent. His brown eyes looked at me with a friendly smile. He was dressed for winter, with a heavy jacket zipped up over baggy dark blue jeans. I was in love. And soon, so he would be. "Can I help you?" I asked, with a slight grin.
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.
I've been fantasizing about you for weeks, shooting load after load on my top bunk while my roommate sleeps below, my sheets getting soaked in my cum almost twice a night. I decide upon returning to my dorm that I've had enough, and I pull up my old emails, find your number, call you and tell you to come get me now.
My parents, the people I have spent the past 18 years of my life with are leaving, and here I am, all alone! Alone in a new school, in a new city, and with a new life ahead of me. So, I wander around the dorms for a few hours, trying to make new friends. I meet a few people, hang out, and have some friends to go down to dinner with.
Young men of eighteen were called up to serve two years National Service in the armed forces. Some guys were sent to fight in wars, some to defend the last turbulent outposts of the British Empire; I was sent to Germany where I got fucked bow legged. Of all the stupid orders that I had been given since I joined the army this one was the most idiotic.
John was nice looking, 6'2 185 lbs, with black hair, hazel eyes and a body to die for. He had six pack abs with some a fair amount of body and chest hair, and a 7 inch cut cock soft. His roommate and teammate Juan Garcia, another teenage boy with olive complexion as he originally was from San Juan, Puerto Rico. Juan's stats where 6' 1 175 lbs, with an 8 inch cock.
The tryouts were only three weeks away. Erik had dreamed for years that he would get the chance to play for the national team, and yesterday the invitation came. In the mornings, Erik would run several miles, work on his skills, then run wind sprints to finish off. In the late afternoon, he would play for a couple of hours, then hit the weight room before calling it a day.
Part of my job includes being the wrestling coach. Wrestling is one of the few sports the school can afford, and has enough guys interested to field a team. Our wrestling practice room is about 20 feet by 30 feet, with no windows, and one door. The previous coach turned what was a former storage room into this wrestling room by lining the walls with wrestling mats, as well as the floor of course.
I knew I was hot for guys since I was in junior high school, but I never felt like trying anything with my friends. The one or two guys that I did know that were cute enough to want to do it with were real straight arrows and I never had the guts to any more than jerk off while thinking about them.
I kept getting boners in his class and one day he told me to stay after. He said I had an obvious problem and not to worry about it. Then he asked me if I jacked off and I said no, which was the truth since I didn't know what that meant. He told me and that got me excited.
I have a very imposing football player build, am a flawless dresser, blue eyes, dark brown hair with blonde highlights and tan olive skin. Anyway, I had my heart broken by my high school sweetheart about four months before the event I am going to be telling you about. She was my life, my little angel. I had hurt her to the point that she needed to leave me and I could not blame her.
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