Brad Tomkins had dreaded making this call all day but, he knew he had to do it. Brad was in his freshman year of college and had lost another job due to his laziness and bad attitude. He had hoped to find another job before depleting his funds but had been unsuccessful. Now he had to call his father and ask to borrow some money. It wasn't that his father couldn't afford it. He could. And Brad...
Ms. Brown and I were sitting on the couch staring at the T.V. a couple hours later when the door bell rang. Ms. Brown went to the door. I followed her. Uncle Steve was standing there out of breath. Ms. Brown introduced herself and then Steve turned his attention to me. He walked over and grabbed me in a hug and started to cry. I cried along with him. "Oh Jimmy, I'm so sorry man. I can't...
When I was in my 20’s I had an apartment with tall windows overlooking a road intersection. I stayed up late a lot and discovered that the Pepperidge Farm delivery truck left for his deliveries around 3 each morning. He kept the truck at his house. I used to jog through his neighborhood without my shirt and periodically I'd see him out working in his yard or on his car. He was middle aged and...
We sat out on the deck drinking till about five. "Damn boy I forgot about the steaks. They should be defrosted by now. You want one?" "Yeah Steve, the beer’s getting to me." I said. "Well hell you should have said something I would have gotten to it faster; got a gas grill so we don't have to wait for the coals." Steve said as he went inside. It took him a while in there and when he came...
I followed Steve to Tucson in my dad's truck. Steve was driving a dark blue Silverado Z-71 Extended Cab and I was driving dad's Black Chevy Heavy duty Duramax crew cab. The truck was mine now I guess but I was gonna trade with Steve when we got to his house because the truck was way too big for me and it would work out better for him to have the diesel. We finally got to Tucson about 2.5 hours...
My name is Jimmy. I just finished my junior year in High School. I ‘m on the wrestling team as well as track. I live with my parents in a blue collar type neighborhood in Phoenix. My dad is in construction and my mom is a school teacher at my old elementary school. It was the end of the school year Friday and my parents took off for the weekend to see my mom's aunt in a nursing home in Las...
Ruben got up and sauntered over to the girls at the bar. They seemed to have forgiven him for messing around with the little queer on the barstool. I pulled my face off the gigantic biker’s cock just long enough to see Ruben step on to the gritty dance floor, a big-breasted woman hanging on his shoulders as they swayed together under the grimy disco ball. He ground his hips into hers as the...
By Jimmy Gordon. I smelled Leon’s musty leather jacket, my face pressed against his shoulder, my arms wrapped around his taut waist as we sped through the chilly November night. His big Harley growled under us as he downshifted through a turn in the snaky road. We were on our way to Jugs, the leather biker bar in the next town. I had only heard about it, my friends telling me stories of hot...
Jake and I got up and went straight to the kitchen for the coffee. After it was made we sat and talked a bit. Still naked--it felt great to be this open. "You know you don't have to wear nothing under the uniform boy. It gets damn hot in that building sometimes. All that the handbook says is that we wear the uniform. Most guys go natural underneath." Jake volunteered. "Well I did notice...
"Boy you look hungry!" Jake said with a grin from ear to ear. I was lost in the moment. All of a sudden Jake stood up and went into the house. The arms of his uniform had untied and the coveralls were riding just above his ass. The front of the coveralls were barely zipped up anymore. A few minutes later Jake return with some chips and a jar of salsa. "Don't have much around here other than...
I believe that we are all either voyeurs or exhibitionists. The problem arises when one cannot decide which he likes better. Whatever the decision please make it and do whatever you decide to do as well as you can. If an exhibitionist, carry through when you pull it out and start stroking. Don’t be worried someone might see the whole kick is you probably pulled it out because someone was...
Spiderman 4 Please do not sue me if you are a character in my story or have a relation to a movie or television show that has been referenced to in this story, this is purely fiction, and any accidental resemblance is purely coincidental. “Hey, Jake!” calls the recent red-head Kirsten Dunst breaking out of her MJ character setting, “You weren’t supposed to get in until the day after...
Greg and I were both disappointed and relieved. With his aunt and uncle in the cottage for the weekend and not us we would be able to go to the camp I worked at and finish our day of sex and pleasure. I was disappointed because I wanted to be taken on that perfect 1950’s chrome rimed, melamine table but relieved because now I would be able to finish the day perfectly in my own bed at the camp and...
Greg begged me with his eyes to enter him. His ass was wet from my long tonguing. He wanted it and he begged me to fuck him. I moved in closer and pushed my raging fat hardon at the entrance to his body. I looked deep into his eyes as I bent over his body. “Are you sure you are ready for this” I asked. He squinted in the sunlight and nodded his head yes. With one flowing movement I thrust the...
Part 2 It took a while for me to recover from a very much near death experience and an unbelievable orgasm on my part. Greg on the other hand recovered quickly. After sharing a very long hot and salty kiss with me, he sat back in his seat and gave a sigh of relief. I asked him, “You okay?” “Yes,” he answered, “but when you slammed on the brakes it shoved your cock further into my throat...
Now just in case you got the wrong website this story is about two guys doing it, so if that offends y'all get back to a straight site, "K"? This happened to me today and I am a better man for it. Any gay or straight or bi guy that lives in York Region Ontario and needs a blow job, has got to know about the two meeting places. One is on Aurora side road @Warden and the other is on Kennedy at...
I answered their ad from the Internet and agreed to meet them at the local adult book store. Once there and in the back room, there were about twenty guys roaming and looking for action. The place is an open sex playground for gay and bi men. Some choose to do it in the privacy of the booths and others would form a group and have fun on the couches. I had met with them before at their house, but...
After I made the coffee I took it out on the deck where dad was still sitting. The boys, Jake and Tony, were still fiddling with the pool. They had since taken off their shorts though and were both in jockstraps. They still had some work to do in the pump room and wanted to be safe. Jake and Tony both came up for some coffee but then headed back down for the pump house with their cups. I...
"Let me do what you're doing to me Tim," with that dad helped me stand up. He brought me over to the deck's railing and told me to lean on it. He got on his knees behind me and started eating my ass. He spread my cheeks wide and tried to get his whole face up my ass. I couldn't believe this was happening. I loved every second of it. I couldn't see anything behind me. All I had to look at was the...
It was about noon. Tony went back to finish the caulking around the pool before Jake got back. We both left our shorts on the railing of the deck. Since he wasn't doing anything too dangerous, Tony said he liked to stay naked. I liked him staying naked too. I told him that I might as well enjoy it while it lasts also. I went inside, found some hamburger meat and decided to make the guys...
Tuesday morning, I woke up with a slight hangover and cotton-mouthed. Dad and I enjoyed some time on the deck the night before. We had dinner and beers, just like he promised. I looked at the clock and saw it was 9:30a.m. Shit! I’d overslept. Not that we were doing anything, but I never sleep past seven. I got up and put on some loose cutoffs I had in a bag. I walked out to the...
I didn't have a chance to meet up with the coach again before I left for the summer. I did call him though on the Saturday before I left. He said he would probably be going to Palm Springs for a weekend getaway at the beginning and the end of the summer. So, I gave him my cell number and we planned on meeting up in Palm Springs in a few weeks. He told me about the hot gay resorts there and...
After our trip to San Diego, I settled in for the last week of school until summer vacation. Dad said he would pick me up on Monday, so I could have a weekend with my friends before I was gone for the summer. All sports were over for the year. But, I still went to the weight room every day. Dad said he would include a weight room at the park, so we both wouldn't have to miss any workouts. ...
In the spring of 1996, I was still living with my mother in Santa Monica. We lived in one of those high-rise buildings built in the 50's. It was since retrofitted for the numerous quakes we get and seems like a sound, but dated, building. That doesn't stop it from being one of the more expensive dumps in the area. The size of the apartments gives the building a reputation as one of the...
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