My eighteenth birthday party was a momentous occasion; it happened to be the day when I realized I craved to have some sweet, young guy fill my mouth with cum so I could savor it before, slowly, swallowing. The catalyst, I believe, had been “Hoover’s” marathon, cock sucking demonstration.
My slightly older brother, along with some friends, were on short training course at a military base.
Upon their return, they spoke incessantly about what I thought had been an absolutely
Jason Walters, 178 pound high school senior and wrestling phenom finished showering and changing and grabbed his gear to head to the parking lot and go home. As he passed the wrestling practice room, he noticed the light was still on and the door was open a crack, so he pushed it open to see his coach bare-che
I had served six years on a 10 years sentence for possession and weapons charges without any complications or problems. Looking forward to my trip in front of the Parole board soon only for them to tell me once again that I will not be released. I’m not mad it’s just a part of life. My temper and my “I don’t give a fuck” attitude got me where I am right now.
Sorry let me introduce my self. My name is Kevin Terrell, KT to everyone but my mother, grandmother and the
I was in Dallas on a business trip, it wasn’t in the best of neighborhoods, but not the worst by any stretch it was actually more of an industrial district, mostly factories and warehouses, but an occasional hotel or burger joint.
I was staying in one of those hotels, not a bad one either. They had clean rooms and a well lit parking lot. One of my employees (Jim) and I were staying in one room and another employee (Mike) was staying in another due to his excessive snoring.
I always
Wanting to get in to better shape I decided to join a nearby gym. Moreover I was feeling the need to look at other men naked. With your experience you will know the type of young man I am. I am the one who spends longer than is necessary in the shower, stealing looks at other men’s cocks. I am the young man who is slow to get changed, sitting there pretending that there is an important message on my phone while giving long, lingering looks, at the dudes standing, holding their towels,
This is my first submission and I’m not sure where this is going. It’s a project I’ve been working on when it pleases me. I finally decided to submit it as I find I write more often if there are other people who want me to continue a story. This is also my first erotic story, though I have yet to get to that part. Any comments on my writing, good or bad, would be wonderful to hear as I love getting feed-back.
Calling the warehouse old was an understatement. Paint peeled on the
I kicked my feet in Tim’s pool, splashing my wife, Kim, and me with cool water. I leaned back, closing my eyes, soaking in the warm rays of the hot Arizona sun, recalling last weekend’s events. Kim and I had had one of the hottest sex sessions of our marriage, and it was mostly due to her.
“You got two ways you can go; jump him immediately or take the slow route. It will be up to you and how he responds to whatever you do to him,” Kim had said.
We were in our bed and she
I had just turned 21 years old and every gay male who reaches that age does what every male gay or straight will do and that is to legally drink and go out and hit the bars and clubs. That day finally came in the summer of many years ago and I hit my first gay club with some friends. We were partying it up seeing the male strip show and then having shots, drinks, and just having some fun.
As I waited in line to get a round for my buds, I was greeted by a very handsome and hot blond surfer guy
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In August 1964 I was hitchhiking up through Yugoslavia from Greece. It had been a long hot day with few lifts, and at lunchtime I found myself walking through a small dusty village. There was one shop, so I bought myself a cold drink, and continued through the village looking for somewhere to sit in the shade.
On the outskirts of the village was a large factory, which appeared deserted. I sat on the wall opposite in the shade of a tree and
“Hunter… Wake up sweetie, come on..” The soft paw on my chest is comforting, keeping me warm.
“Hunter let go of my arm. I need that.”
“No it’s my arm” I say, smiling and hugging the paw close to my heart.
“Good morning, cutie”
He’s such a charmer, even now he looks so perfect to me
“You were drooling on my fur, silly boy.”
For a moment, I just watch him talk, and after a few seconds, I realize what he has said. My