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Letting Him Down Easy Pt. 03

by vikkihawe000 on Dec 2, 2019
Gay Male

"Checking in," Jessy said to the hotel clerk. "Reservation under the name 'Jessy Smith.'" The woman with the frizzled hair looked concerned for a moment, but shook her head. "Here you are, first to arrive in room 3320. How many keys would you like? 2?" She said glancing up at Eli standing next to her. "Five," Eli corrected her. "We're having a few friend...

How I Became a Cock Whore

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My heart raced and my nostrils flared as I stood wide eyed and nervous before them. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air and my mouth watered. My eyes were affixed to the spectacle before me and I slowly lifted my shirt over my head. My hands trembled as I nervously fumbled with my pants pushing them, and my underwear, down my strong muscular legs allowing...

The Cocky Coxswain Pt. 01

by somebody123 on Mar 31, 2020
Gay Male

All through high school, I'd been obsessed with rowing. It was my primary mode of exercise and the sport that I watched religiously. There was just one problem—I wasn't tall enough or strong enough to be much of a rower myself. At 5'5" and 130 pounds, I never grew into the man and rower that I hoped to be. Instead, I'd been relegated to the role of coxswain:...

Curious Craig

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"This will be good right here," the man said as he stood behind a tree well off the beaten path of the little park he had taken me to. I didn't know the man's name, which shows how naive and stupid I was back in 1971. Of course, life wasn't quite as dangerous as it is today, or at least it didn't seem it to me back then. When you're 18 and curious, having d...

Jesse

by xdress2nite on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was 18 and living on my own in the southern US. I lived 8 miles from town, where I could drink and hopefully get laid. Since I didn't have a car I usually had to hitchhike. Being that it was always warm out, at night too, I wore my blue jeans and a denim vest. No undershorts it was just too hot. I stood six foot tall and weighed 125 lbs. My blonde hair was...

Mr. Right Now Ch. 05: Fred Pt. 02

by KenJames on Jul 27, 2020
Gay Male

It's Sunday afternoon and I'm waiting for Fred. Last night, I met him at a gay nudist party. We had sex in front of a bunch of naked men. Today, it's just going to be us. The doorbell rings. I sing, "I think we're alone now / Doesn't seem to be anyone around" as I get up and cross the living room floor. Fred's a big black bodybuilder with skin the color of...

Better and Bigger

by robinhead on May 29, 2018
Gay Male

I woke up Sunday morning feeling rested, relaxed and complete. Dawn was still sleeping. I slipped on some jeans and a t-shirt. Dawn stirred a bit. I padded out to the kitchen. I opened a sliding glass door on the way. To let the cool spring air in. I grabbed a Keurig pod and a coffee cup. The sky was a bright and brilliant deep blue. The breeze was cool. I w...

How Big is Yours?

by betawood on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Jim and I were long time friends. Met each other working at summer camp in high school and went to the same local college. Jim was a preppy kind of guy while I was a lot more casual. We had both had long time girl friends and always did our best to flirt with whoever we could. In the past at summer camp and the Friday trips we would play a game similar to th...

Forcing the Issue

by Curiousbislut on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It all started with a phone call, a call that would change my life forever. I had been playing on a web site for about 6 months, writing erotic stories and talking with women that made my cock so hard I thought it make put a hole in my pants. I was a married man, so I knew I shouldn't have been there without my wife's permission. But I felt trapped in a se...

College Crush

by joepalance1 on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

He was not particularly ripped or muscular, but when he stood in the doorway with just a pair of shorts on, my cock jumped to life. Maybe it was the way he confidently stood with more weight on his left leg, one hand on his hip, the other holding the door frame. I could see a small brown tuft of hair in his armpit and this image of him burned into me. The ro...