Note: I resubmitted this third chapter of the Summer Job story to place it in the Gay Male category where the first two chapters were placed. I hope it reaches the appropriate audience. * I had become obsessed with being a sex object. I felt like I was walking around with a permanent hard-on, continuing to think of stripping for guys hot after my body. O...
I have gone to bath houses in the past wearing anklets, wrist cuffs, and a collar with a chain. I would put the chain around my back where it would fall down in my ass and put the bottom of it around my cock. I would then make a gstring or thong like device from old cloth. I would then have a towel on only folding it multiple times and putting it around my w...
Comments, please: Bob had turned me on to something I had never imagined I would enjoy, let alone hunger for. Yet, I was so excited by what I'd done at the grocery store that I knew I would have to do it again. That night, as I watched myself in my full-length bedroom mirror, naked, hard, slowly rubbing my swollen cock, I thought of teasing and showing o...
It is 2 am and I am laying on my couch now, trying to sleep. My wife has been asleep in the room since before 9 and probably enjoying the king size bed all to herself. I am thinking s lot about Matthew, and the more jealous I seem to get of him, the harder my cock gets. I am finally dozing now when I hear a knock at the door, and some laughter. "Oh no." I t...
It was cold dark and rainy. I walked along the highway shoulder in the heavy rain, soaked to the bone. My thumb was out as cars and trucks blew past me at high rates of speed. It was like that for hours. Rain and darkness. I was just about to give up when a large semi trailer pulled over to the side a few yards a head of me. The hazard lights went on as I a...
It's difficult to find privacy when you're sharing a small college dorm room with another guy, but Gene and I had worked out some accommodations, like taking turns vacating the premises when the other guy had a hot date to bring back to the room. But then there were always those nights when neither of us had a date and we just turned out the lights and wen...
Here I am at 30 divorced and moving into my new house, in a new State, with a clean slate. Six months ago I came home from work early not feeling well. I walked into my bedroom and saw a big hairy ass moving a huge cock up and down and in and out of my wife's pussy. Her legs were dangling over his shoulders as she was screaming to be fucked harder. My wife a...