I was 18 when I went to Harvard on a hockey scholarship. A kid from the Canadian Prairies in the big leagues. I loved hockey and it was paying my way through college. My roommate at college was a senior who played defense on the hockey team as well. Rod wasn't a bad guy but he treated me like a bit of a punk because I was one of the new guys on the team. He was sort of...
I was new to the area and moved into a nice 3 bedroom house. My job kept me busy for a while and then things slowed down enough that I could go out and see the town. I was desperate for friendship as I didn't know a soul in Akron, Ohio. I joined the fitness club about 15 minutes from my home. Two, sometimes three days a week I would go and workout at the gym and check the...
I started as a Ref in Junior A Hockey last year. I had played hockey until I was 22 and I wanted to stay with the game. One of the teams the Barrie Brulls was playing particularly rough last season and I ended up giving out a number of penalties, particularly to 3 of the defencemen on the team. The three guys were all tough guys foul with the mouth and with the play. At the...
Coach Tony Vincente barked out orders like a Marine sergeant. But the team loved him for it. Always making his wrestlers go one step beyond where they thought they could go. He even found a way for Joe to be a part of the team’s success, even though Joe hadn’t made the team. He made Joe the team manager and trained Joe to handle all the team’s paperwork, lineups, press releases,...
At one o’clock at the side door I waited, but the guys were about ten minutes late. When they showed up they were wearing tight, muscle hugging tank tops that drew attention to their enormous upper bodies. They were in an animated conversation about their game of hoops, and virtually ignored me even as they approached me. I just tagged along behind like a good mascot, letting...
It was a real hot day and I had just come back from a 42 mile bike ride. It had started out nice, actually a bit overcast but when the sun came out, it seemed to turn all the clouds to a hot and humid steam. There were a lot of hills and little shade so my body felt the heat. Especially my butt, it was hot and sore. Sweat had poured down my back and had gone down my crack and I...
Blake had moved to town a couple of years ago to take the teaching job. He was thrilled to get this job as they were few and far between for his area of “expertise” but it was something that he had always wanted to do. It was a small town in Wisconsin where the winters could be harsh but beautiful – the snow would sparkle and the ice on the lake was magnificent to look at. And...
I always loved to sail. It was something to do with the feeling of total freedom that I found in being powered along my nothing other than the wind. I learned properly in West Cork about four years ago, and since then I've loved every minute that I've spent in a boat. Two summers ago I joined the yacht club just outside Belfast on the banks of the Lough. After a year of cruising...
I don't know why but I have always had sexual fantasies about cyclists. I'm not sure whether it's the attraction of strong leg muscles, the tight asses, the lovely bulges in their skin tight bike pants, their huge biceps struggling to get out of their tops, or all of the above, but one thing or another, just the sight of one turns me on. So you can imagine the fulfillment I...
I have always fantasized about going in to a pro football locker room after a game or practice to admire and lust after the selection of cock, muscle and attitude. Well, I got my chance. I happened to be in the small town where my team has training camp and was able to score a visitors pass from some friends. I figured I would just wander in and see what I could see,...
A few years ago, right after I turned 19, I got the chance to work a summer job just north of Daytona Beach, Florida. Since I had a cousin still living within miles of the beach, it gave me a place to crash, so I gladly took the job. My cousin, Eric, was 22 and loved basketball, and wasted no time getting me in a game with him almost every free afternoon. There was a ...
I'd never admitted to myself that I was gay but in my senior year of high school it was decided for me in a big way. You must remember that in the fifties it was a whole different world for gay people. We didn't have AIDS but we had a lot of social stigma attached to being gay. It simply wasn't a wise thing to let people know that you liked looking at men's cocks let alone that...
Trent walked into the massage parlor his friend worked at. The man at the reception desk looked up blushing. "Hello, do you have an appointment?" "Uhh, yeah. Sean Lynch at 2 o'clock." "Oh, yes, Mr. Silvers. Sean is waiting for you in room one," he said, trying not to show his affection for Trent. Trent was your ABOVE average guy -- Trent had sandy blond hair, he...
Having tasted mightily of the delicious, thick, creamy white cum of the four pumped-up, lusty Lakewood Tiger varsity football studs, and shot my biggest load ever myself, I felt weak, spent, drained in the moments after superhunks: Raymond, Dante, and the tanned jock brothers Anthony and Michael had had their mighty manly way with me in Coach Perry's cramped locker room office. Yet it...
I said goodbye to Paul who was now a relaxed and happy man. He would probably head home and screw his girlfriend. I always felt proud that my clients trusted me and appreciated the private, man to man massage treatments. I certainly met quite a variety of men through my work. One of the more unusual ones was due next. Mike was referred to me by one of my gym regulars....
Well, its been an exciting day. First Paul and then Mike. You can just imagine how horny I am by now and I have one more client coming late tonight. I don't know this man. He's staying at a local hotel and I have a contact there who recommends me to a few male guests. He is selective and so when he called me for the appointment, he added: "You will approve." I pressed for more...
hope you've enjoyed my earlier massage sessions but today is my day off. I rest, relax, and head over to the gym . I'm ready for my workout ! Damn. A phone call. It's the gym. Guy with a pulled muscle wants to see me right away On his way over. Who is it ? Oh no, not that prick. Donny, "Mr Teen State." He's very big for 18, very handsome and extremely well built but...
THIS STORY INCLUDES BISEXUALITY, WRESTLING, AND S&M. NOT QUITE LIKE THE EARLIER CHAPTERS. . DO LET ME KNOW BY EMAIL IF YOU LIKE MY FICTION. fsp@ibl.bm Its unusual for me to go to a hotel to give a massage but the money was good and it was a slow week. My contact at the hotel told me to show up at 2.00 PM in suite 200, one of the best in the hotel. The client...
Being a power lifter, I have always been excited by men who can perform astounding feats of strength . So, I was very pleased to have a call from the friend of a world famous strongman. I had massaged the friend before but had not known of his pal Kurt, the German Giant. These were the facts: "Kurt's due in two hours. He has just left the doctor. An injury. He'd like a massage." I...
My nice neighbour was telling me about her nephew, Bobby, who would soon be visiting for a weekend. He had just finished marine boot camp. "And," she was saying to me, "he'll be in need of a good rest when he gets here. I'd like to treat him to one of your massages." She showed me a photo of young Bobby and it took no more for me to agree a time and "special" rate. Hot little...
Continuing the story about Bobby, the marine recruit, who was eating away at my thimble-sized nipples like a cheap slut. I was not sure how long I could take this "workout" and decided on another approach. I pushed him off me and ordered him to stand at attention. This he did in a second. He was rigid, no pun intended, and just waiting for the next command. Question time....
My contact at the hotel rang to book a massage for a Japanese guest. Because I have a hot tub, he wanted to come to my place. I was told a few details by my friend: "He's no sumo wrestler. He's short, stocky, about 30, and good looking. His English is minimal, though. Always smiling and he's on his own. No girlfriend and no group." He arrived on time, smiling, very polite, and...
The three of us were experienced street basketball players. We'd been doing it for a lot of years. We'd look for others players who thought they were as good as us and hustle some money games. We were really good when the real money was on the line, and our reputation had become pretty wide spread in our neighborhood. So we had to branch out and look elsewhere to earn the big...
I'm a professional masseur; not the type who charges old farts for a sexy rub down and not the type who burns incense, plays exotic music and talks oriental philosophy to bored suburban housewives. Not me. I offer deep- tissue sports massage to male athletes in my home, just around the corner from the all-male gym where I work out myself. Most of my clients are members...
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