Dutch came first. It was a particularly busy and boisterous night in the Dick Hut, tucked in the back shadows of an alley off the Nuuanu Stream in the heart of Honolulu's red light district. The sign over the door actually said "Richard's," but that's not what everyone called it. Naval ships were in harbor, more than ninety of them, I was told, and all of Oa...
Let's see. How do the lyrics go? The bitch is hot, he's ready to thrill, So give him inches, and fuck him well. My version of the tune, of course. Don't tell the Scorpions. Time for a break from our cross-country rumble. For the guys, it's a piss break, or a fuck break, or just any fucking kind of break they want. We're off the interstate now, though not...
We always enjoyed running together. We both hated indoor tracks, but always loved being outdoors, running through the woods, a neighborhood or a park...but, of course, the shorts and lean, toned bodies could certainly be a major factor. Eric and I had numerous bouts of running-sex; usually we made it home, but on several memorable occasions we couldn't wait...
Convention Connection (This is a quick jack-off story, and every word is true. Enjoy! Hope you'll check out my other stories.) Somewhere around twenty-five years ago, I had a really hot time at a convention in San Antonio, Texas. It was hard to connect back in the early days of the internet, and I went to the convention hopeful of some fun but with no real...
"H Ring" I was laying there in his arms, nearly exhausted from his fucking, and he leaned over me with a grin. He had a silicone rubber ring in his hand—much wider than required by any finger—holding it for me to see. He turned it over and showed me there was a silicone nub on the side—in the form of an H. He stroked my belly lightly with his fingers while...
"Hop on!" Tank is holding out his hand to me. I've had a secret crush on my friend since we met. His beauty goes deeper than the physical reason we all call him 'Tank'. I get tongue-tied when he's in the room, let alone this close to me. "I've never..." He smiles and flicks back his hair. "Just hop on. You'll love it! My bike is my freedom." I reach for hi...
"It's Saturday." "Yes." "You've been here nearly two weeks now," Sam said. He was sitting next to Danny at the dining table in his and Ruth's apartment above the bar while Sally fed Danny a late lunch. It was Sally's apartment too, the young man realized. It had taken him several days to figure out that Ruth and Sally were lovers. Maybe both with Sam too,...
He had become obsessed with me. The party was large and boisterous, and our eyes met across the room and he gave me a brilliant smile. A short time later, he sat down beside me with people swirling all around us and put his hand on my thigh and gave me that brilliant smile again. I tipped my glass to show I needed a refill and glided away from him, not wanti...
It was when I threw a match in the third round of the U.S. Open that I fully realized I was obsessed by him. I wasn't afraid of going up against the young Miguel Herrera—the heartthrob of the tennis world groupies they had nicknamed the Argentine Firecracker. I had beaten him all three times we had met on the pro circuit the last two years. It was because I...
Of course I didn't mention anything about that to John and I imagined when he woke up he probably thought he had cummed in his sleep, but the sight and feeling of his cock that night stayed with me for a while. From there on I tried my best to catch him asleep again – just so I can try to repeat the experience – I really wanted to feel his fat cock in my han...