It had to be. I knew Ron was messing with Pete. I recognized the tell-tale briefs in my flat mate's laundry basket. They weren't mine because I wear boxers, and they weren't Ron's because he wears a thong So Pete was cheating on me and sharing his briefs with Ron. He never did that with me, so what were they into? Me thinking I was Ron's one and only shag-m...
The two then got up and left leaving me a quivering mess wanting, no, needing to cum but having no way to do that yet... ...It took a while before the need to cum forced me to get off the cot and roam the halls searching out more cock. The exhibition with the bears raised my profile and soon the number of suitors that followed me had my mind swimming with...
I went to my favourite sauna and after stripping down, adjusting my very tight cocking went to the balcony and smoked some very good weed before cruising. In the maze area there were a lot of men and many were crowding around in the dark watching a couple fucking really hard and fast, I decided to kneel nearby and start fluffing the line until one man asked...
To my amazement he took his dick out of his shorts and began stroking it, an enormous long thick snake capturing my attention. I tried to look away but had never imagined anything like it and my eyes kept returning. Cupping his large hand loosely around his prick, he rubbed it casually, lying back on the sofa. Soon his prick was hard, the skin shiny when h...
Of course, returning was unavoidable. In as short a time as possible, obviously, meaning that today's trip was going to be the third in just two weeks. The foggy mid-afternoon, in the upper 40s, proved that fall was moving on to winter. Riding the 20 minutes or so to the sauna, the idea of its warmth became enticing, even during such a short ride. The entire...
"I really do worry about you. When did you eat last?" "Please, please, don't stop," Marc whimpered between pants. "Finish me, please. Don't make me wait." "Now you want it," the dance master laughed. "We'll see how badly you want it." The two young men were lying on a pile of old costumes in the dark corner of the back of the stage behind the wings. The d...
Years ago I decided to try going to a different bath house, it was bigger, they claimed it was also better more men, more variety, supposedly hotter guys, what did I have to lose by trying right. So I headed in, the place was big, not as clean as the other one I usually went to, I took a locker and slowly stripped, I had about three guys watching me get nake...
I avoided Ayden the best I could when he came down to the lobby to eat. There was no way I could make small talk, not after I'd watched him masturbate. The more I think about it, the more certain I am that he didn't seen me. I'm not sure if that's good or not. At least if he did know, I would have a reason to switch rooms. As it is, it would just seem like I...
I'd been feeling distinctly uncomfortable for some time now, at least an hour, but I had no way to get home. I looked down at my Jack & Coke, that my last 8 bucks had purchased, and then over at my ride. He was "otherwise engaged" and by that I mean he was fucking some man in a gimp mask who was strapped to a leather sawhorse. I quickly looked away, desperat...
I liked them small—short, but otherwise perfectly formed. And the stripper was all of that. I'd stopped in Orlando on my way down to Key West for my usual winter gay cruising fix, having been told that Orlando was a secret Key West. Parliament House at Orlando's Rock Lake, on North Orange Blossom Trail, had been recommended to me, and thus far it was panni...