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1312451Enjoying the ChanceHad plans to take break from work as businessman in New York City for two months. He’d deciding to travel all over USA by driving his rented car, green military jeep Cherokee sport, in the cool days. He informed his business partners that he won’t be back until he would be ready to return to work again. Pretty excited for his journey on the traveling to see what’s up with those cities. OnN{ts '2017-11-23 19:53:49'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
2312417An Encounter With A Hot PastorMy friend Innocent invited me to a new generation church somewhere at the Lagos Mainland. On that fateful Sunday, we sat in the front row. The service was splendid. The church was packed and the atmosphere was charged. From the beautiful choir’s paraphernalia to the seraphic rendition of heavenly hymns, I loved every bit of it. But the icing on the cake was when the thirty-somethingN{ts '2017-10-14 22:38:17'}Y90099Omofineboy
3312337Messy Passion IGot stress for Nahi Asho to find the potential lover. He wasn’t lucky enough to live in his city due to lack of having LGBTQ community. He had difficult time and felt stuck while can’t afford to live other city where it had a lot of gays reside. He had lousy job. He worked as waiter at Italian restaurant (Cheesecake factory) in USA. When any hot male customers were ready to order, Nahi alwaysN{ts '2017-07-14 10:40:47'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
4312290The Filthy SpyIn South California, there was new neighbor move in where it captured James’s attention when he checked out the window and saw muscly guy that carried his belongs into the Ranch-Styled house. He looked handsome and young. James just wondered if new guy was American or not because James had a difficult time with identify of his sexy appearance. “Hmm…” James thought, “I got to know about him.”N{ts '2017-05-16 18:47:13'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
5312275Don't Freak Out (Part 1)DON'T FREAK OUT (PART 1) by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === For several months, I'd been promising my son that I'd show him how two men can make love very intensely and passionately together using only their two cocks. Jake is young and bisexual but when it comes to other boys, he has made it very clear that his interests areN{ts '2017-04-23 04:02:21'}Y88536Furlong
6312185Blast from the Past... and from my Son!BLAST FROM THE PAST... AND FROM MY SON! by Robert Furlong === robert.furlong@rocketmail.com dirty-shorts.tumblr.com === Warning: contains mild scat === The night before Jake and I were going to watch Liverpool play Leeds, the tumble drier decided to break down. I had, of course, left the bulk of the laundry we needed until the night before our trip and so we had a large pileN{ts '2016-12-18 04:50:01'}Y88536Furlong
7311905Paddling outMit kräftigen Armen schwang ich das Paddel durch das grünliche Wasser des Baggersees. Es waren Ferien. Ich hatte die elfte Klasse und vor einem Monat den achtzehnten Geburtstag hinter mir. Nun wollte ich erst einmal zwei Wochen ausspannen. Das Wetter war gut. Blauer Himmel, in den Morgenstunden noch nicht allzu heiß. Ein laues Lüftchen wehte von Osten und versprach weiterhin gutes Wetter. MeinN{ts '2016-04-16 01:54:06'}Y89439RolfUdo
8311561Ridiculous IntroductionOn summer season, in Mumbai, India at afternoon, a boring Indian guy walked out from his best friend’s wealthy home. He took his rest on nice designed deck chair. He sighed like he didn’t have other thing to do. He cannot think about what he wanted to do. His other friends didn’t talk with him for several days so he lets they did their errands to completed as if they moved on like they gotN{ts '2015-06-21 14:09:20'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
9311294The Marine Claims A Straight One“Hey bud, haven’t seen you for a while now; didn’t know you were back,” the sweating stud in the white sweat-soaked sweatshirt with the arms cut out to show off his massive shoulder caps, biceps and triceps said to me, his blonde-furred muscular forearm out to shake hands.Of course I’d seen him the second I entered the gym floor. I’d fought the urge to pop a bone right then and there with theN{ts '2014-11-16 16:21:46'}Y87852billyc
10310138SUMMER SEMINAR-PART 10Part 10........................continued from part 9Thursday night, I am relaxing in my hotel room. The seminar is over tomorrow and I take the bus home on Saturday. The phone rings, it's Les. He tells me he got a job working for Ben and he has a suite not far from their office in the suburbs. He wants to take me out for dinner Friday night to thank me. He gets off at 5:00 and will take the busN{ts '2013-04-22 23:48:24'}Y86654bobapple
11310052Corporate Rivals- Part SixCorporate Rivals- Part SixAcquiescenceThe Monday following his thrashing of Mark Riggs, Jim cornered me in my office. He, like everyone else, had learned of Mark's resignation. I guess he figured he was on a victory roll and wanted to keep his momentum going.N{ts '2013-03-21 19:36:13'}Y88252Adamant
12309905Corporate Rivals- Part FiveCorporate Rivals- Part FivePecking OrderMy arrival at Simi Corp., predictably, caused a bit of a protest there which cost me two of Morgan Thaler's former water-carriers. During the first week, several of the long-timers were furtively clocking me amongst themselves as I moved about the office getting familiar with everything. I could feel their eyes and I could tell that there mayN{ts '2013-02-10 05:43:38'}Y88252Adamant
13309786Gay Campground, Part 81Chapter 81NOTE: I just finished a new layout of the campground. Also, the list of characters and the list of chapter plots are all updated. If you want any of these, just email me. I do all this for myself to keep everything sorted out.Written by jarbear1974@yahoo.com--------------------------------------------------------------------------I didn’t make any move in response to hisN{ts '2013-01-02 18:19:19'}Y85064jarbear
14309785Corporate Rivals- Part OneCorporate Rivals- Part OneClosing the DealMy company, the Thoman Group, did well this year. Up 38% year over year in revenue with a jump of 10% in profit over the same period. Perhaps more importantly, however, we bested our closest rivals, Simi Corp. We did that by taking their largest and best client away from them. I can honestly say that I can wholly claim the credit forN{ts '2013-01-02 11:05:09'}Y88252Adamant
15309665Enemies with Benefits I________The very dark night at 9’o clock on Friday in Houston, Texas, the man just arrived at his middle-sized modern house by his car, shiny gold BMW 650i convertible. His overall appearance is very muscly, curvy, and ripped as detailed. His facial shape is rectangular. He has black hair that styled to be short elegant faux hawk which make him look more attractive. He wore the white V-neckedN{ts '2012-11-23 16:31:31'}Y88179Stepiquno Toglio
16309455My first Dad - Pauls story # 2As you recall I recently told you about my first older daddy Paul, and his partner Kyle. After our 3 way on Saturday night, I received a phone call at work on Monday.It was Paul asking if I wanted to come over that evening. I agreed to drop by about 7pm.I rang the bell and Paul answered the door. We immediately went upstairs and sat down in the TV room where He, Kyle and I had our 3 wayN{ts '2012-09-10 23:58:38'}Y88043hardmatt1964
17309030Doing grandpa's caretakers brotherI went back to live with my great grandpa in 1993 when I was 27 and he was 90 to help take care of him. He also had his housekeeper Diane age 43 who took care of him during the day. In the afternoon after Diane left then Michelle and 26 year old Latina who had 2 kids came over to take care of grandpa from 3pm till 11pm. Michelle also had a 22 year old brother James and when he came over this oneN{ts '2012-03-26 20:14:09'}Y87727nudedon66
18306917Blindfolded Dad part 2Refer to my first story for descriptions of the characters.In the last installment...I absolutely loved the feeling of this incestuous frot, and gave my father a deep kiss. Our tongues slid over each other for a while before I pulled out of the kiss, planning to start sucking my dad's cock again. But as I broke our kiss my dad's blindfold slipped over one eye, revealing me!to beN{ts '2010-02-03 02:28:33'}Y85801seth!
19303791My Fucking Kid!My Fucking Kid! I came back from my run sweating profusely and steaming inside. Damn that kid. He was so fucking headstrong! I heard a grunt from the basement and headed downstairs. There was Danny, sitting back on the bench doing leg presses. His thick muscular thighs filled the leg openings of his thin workout shorts. Large corded calves pushed his feet against the leg plate andN{ts '2006-11-26 11:47:42'}Y78606mgw2
20303698Do Not Take My CalvinDON'T TAKE MY CALVIN! by pecstocky@yahoo.com Website: http://fr.groups.yahoo.com/group/Frottage_Pecs/ This story was beautifully translated into English by my friend GERARD www.heroichomosex.com for more FROTTAGE stories Brett wasn't in a good mood that day. After a terrible row with his seductive boyfriend Ryan, who wouldn't listen to reason, Brett threw him violently out of theN{ts '2006-10-29 00:15:38'}Y82183Pecstocky
21303653PEC-FightsBrett had just signed a golden contract with one of the best go-go bars in San Francisco. He was 25 years old but looked much younger. Nature had given him all the best attributes for a young male. He was a beautiful young man with surprisingly blue eyes that had that "better than thou" look. Of course he could be allowed to toot his own horn, for, with a body like his, who wouldn't? N{ts '2006-10-14 11:44:32'}Y82183Pecstocky
22303504Ride My BellyI had just moved into a new apartment which had a membership to an on-site gym included as part of the rent. It wasn't the typical apartment complex gym. It had a complete weight room with free weights, machines, cardio equipment, mats and balls for stretching, and both dry and wet saunas inside the shower area of the locker room. Although I could have easily changed at home, I made sure I usedN{ts '2006-08-27 04:34:44'}Y82038jjay01973
23303487Stiff Competition!A Cockfight Story By Neoklawow “Your faggot ass won’t last a minute in a match with me!” Glenn shouted. “Fuck you, hard-on! Let’s get on the mat and find out!” Tim screamed in response. Both men were 27 and members of a gym where they lifted weights and worked out to tone their perfect bodies. They had disliked each other at first sight, afraid the other stud would stealN{ts '2006-08-22 16:26:50'}Y79134neoklawow
24302908Big Brother, Part 2Wow! That was really exciting getting that tattoo. I couldn't wait to get home and jerk off. As soon as I got into my apartment, I stripped off my shirt to check it out. My muscles on my chest looked great as well as my abs. Jake had given me some ointment to apply to the Eagle tattoo to keep it from getting inflamed and heal faster. I started to smooth it on my left pectoral and by doing so wasN{ts '2006-03-14 00:32:46'}Y81435robert6505
25302439Summer VacationIt was a beautiful summer and our family was vacationing at Lake George. I was sixteen and always on the prowl for pussy. As a typical 18 year old I was hard most of the time and jerking off as often as I could. I met this waiter and he took a liking to me. He helped my get hooked up with the water-ski rides and I was impressed. He was about 20 and a good-looking guy. He asked me aboutN{ts '2005-11-23 19:13:15'}Y81201dcsott1947
26302333Bottoming For My RoomieI lay on my bed in my black satin bikini briefs as my roommate, Mark, entered the room, fresh from his shower, towel around the waist. He turned his back to me as he dropped his towel and dried his crotch. I savored his near heroic form: powerful shoulders tapering to a slim waist, muscular legs joined to the waist by magnificent glutes. He quickly donned a pair of boxers from his topN{ts '2005-10-22 22:33:56'}Y78606mgw2
27301618Visiting Uncle MarkVisiting Uncle Mark MGW2 My parents went to Antigua for a week during Spring Break in my senior year of high school. They were pretty controlling and packed me off to my Uncle Mark's while they were gone. Normally, I'd have made a stink about being old enough to stay home alone, but the thought of a week with my hot young uncle changed my mind. He was my mother's "baby" brother, about 31N{ts '2005-05-28 02:20:34'}Y78606mgw2
28301580Chris and IJunior year of college was odd. I was coming out to myself and my friends and I was switching majors and living arrangements. I was living in a dorm- with mostly underclassmen. My RA, Chris, was also a junior and a beacon of maturity, well, and other things. He was pretty hot. Being kind of shy, I rarely instigated conversations with him, as I didn't know a whole lot about him. As theN{ts '2005-05-15 00:55:41'}Y77403ryan023
29301473KennyWhen I was in 12th grade, I skipped one of my classes. I thought a good place to hang out until the end of the day would be the small gym in my school, where the wrestling mats where set up for gym class. My school did not have a wrestling team. I went into the room and thought; maybe I’d take a nap. I went to the one corner of the mat and lay down, thinking I would never be disturbed. N{ts '2005-04-18 19:59:57'}Y80563pghwrestler
30300425Blue PeteI first met Pete a couple of years ago when I moved to Leeds from Southampton. He'd been working for a couple of years at the medical practice I was just joining, and, being of similar temperament and having similar tastes music, food and alcohol, we naturally became friends. I remember that he was, indirectly, introduced to me even before I got to the surgery. One of the receptionists hadN{ts '2004-08-29 08:31:30'}Y77451Sebastian_Wallace
31300311Looking Back--Gay Sex Driven, Part 02Well, that smelly night didn’t dissuade me from further exploitation—or eventually becoming a well-versed dick sucker for that matter either! Hey, you just can’t keep a hard man down, or a good man from moving on up—or something like that I guess. Well, it’s another summer night and as usually—I’ve got something important on my mind—not to be confused with impotent! Hey at 18, that damnN{ts '2004-08-06 16:40:27'}Y79612dead serious
32299877Ancient Princeton Rub: A Little Greek HistoryIt's the same routine after every Greek history class. I'm sitting in my dorm room with my pants at my ankles, Greek history book on my lap and olive oil bottle at my side. I always loved Greek history. To tell you the truth, it was the Greek statues and photos that always got my attention first. The Greek and Roman sculptures are amazingly lifelike and feature some damn beautiful men. N{ts '2004-04-16 18:40:13'}Y78325rooster
33299876Anthony's Parting Gift - A Frottage StoryMan, I thought I was good at soccer. But, these guys were great. They have been playing soccer most, if not their whole lives, and it showed. I am part of a small neighborhood soccer league in Los Angeles. There are about seven teams in the local area. We practice on weekends and play two games a week, on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The guys that I play soccer with range from age 20 toN{ts '2004-04-16 16:10:18'}Y78325rooster
34299662Frottage in the MorningMy name is Brad and I work on the 87th floor of the Empire State Building, so it takes forever to get to work in the morning. But I use the time to good advantage. When I spot an attractive guy I use the "dead hand" technique. This means placing the back of my hand against his cock in a crowded elevator. Usually he will instinctively shift position. But on those occasions when I find a "live"N{ts '2004-03-09 13:36:22'}Y79166Brad Hollas
35299625Army Buds, Chapter 1Author: Mr. Arousal Chapter 1: A Weekend Together The acting Platoon Sergeant called the platoon to attention, did a smart about face, rendering a hand salute, and gave the morning report, “All present or accounted for, Sir!” That’s how the first day of training started for Class 119-A at Fort Sam Houston, Texas, on that mild Monday morning, April Fool’s Day, 1968. All the traineesN{ts '2004-03-05 00:00:39'}Y77258Mr Arousal
36299358The GymPart 1 I have been working at the gym for about two years and I would have to say that it is an excellent way to meet and watch hot guys. I normally just work as a professional trainer, but seeing how I am only 26, not a lot of people hire me. So I usually get the older people who don’t know how to use the equipment (the weights—unfortunately not mine), or the teen boys who just want toN{ts '2004-01-23 04:52:07'}Y78988muscleclad112
37299357How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 6B Caleb's Day ContinuesChap 6B—Caleb’s Day Continues Controlone With no further ado Riff pulled Caleb up toward the head of the bed. The two men shared a pillow as Riff spooned behind Caleb. When Caleb felt Riff push the length of his cock up between his butt cheeks he wanted to squeal, but he withheld that response; instead Caleb reached behind with his right hand and pulled his butt cheeks further apart, soN{ts '2004-01-23 03:21:02'}Y78493controlone
38299072How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 4: Dotties, Part BAs Bryce continued to babble C took his foot off the prostrate man’s cervical vertebrae. C turned once more toward the others and pointed one finger at them. They knew instantly to stay put till he was far, far away. -------------------------------------------- C put his arm around Riff’s waist and guided him to Dottie’s parking lot. He led Riff to a stretch limo. The driver racedN{ts '2003-12-03 08:51:16'}Y78493controlone
39299017How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 4: That NightChapter 4—That Night controlone It took Riff an hour to calm himself enough to do any work. He was exhausted and happy and very confused. He couldn’t think about anything but C. C was in his head; C was in his heart; C was everywhere. The more Riff thought the more he wanted to be with C; to love him; hell, to worship him. He’d never felt anything like this. He’d never imaginedN{ts '2003-11-21 23:15:13'}Y78493controlone
40298995Made Into A SubIt all started when I was 21 and going to the local beat where men go to get off. I really only had one thing in mind when I went there that night, and little was I to know how real the adventure would be for me. I rolled up late in the evening and by the number of cars parked in the lot I knew for sure that it would be a good night. I wandered into the bushes and waited, feeling my dickN{ts '2003-11-16 03:32:41'}Y78699sub boy143
41298991How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 3: His ReturnChapter 3—His Return controlone@adelphia.net On Wednesday morning Riff and Caleb stayed in bed playing till almost eight, then they got up and showered together. They went to Denny’s for breakfast. Before the girl took their order Caleb went to the counter, got three quarts of orange juice and two glasses, and brought them back to the table. He smiled at Riff, “I know how this looks,N{ts '2003-11-15 10:33:50'}Y78493controlone
42298978Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 3And the creeps continued to degrade him at every chance. They slapped his face and punched his balls and tore at his nipples as they fucked his mouth and ass. Then they rolled him onto his back and continued in that position. When these two finished two more came and took their place. Scott was soon covered in sweat with welts and bruises beginning to show everywhere. They went on like thisN{ts '2003-11-13 19:25:53'}Y78493controlone
43298977How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 2: Riff's New LifeRiff Branson was a junior executive at Emperor International Cruise Lines (actually three separate lines with 46 ships). He had a law degree but spent most of his time riding roughshod over the Cruise Line’s advertising department. He supervised six men and women who kept the Company constantly in the public eye. They arranged all the normal advertising, scheduled dozens of events, arrangedN{ts '2003-11-13 03:11:00'}Y78493controlone
44298966How I Got Under Your SkinHow I Got Under Your Skin Controlone We met one dark night in a loud gay bar just outside Miami. I came to visit you a week later. You were sitting in a chair in your living room watching TV; some insipid program about other people’s lives, movie stars, pretty people. It was a hot, humid Saturday night in June; you had the A/C on low. You were sitting there in a blue pocket t-shirt,N{ts '2003-11-10 02:55:24'}Y78493controlone
45298946Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 2Day 4—Part 2 For his part Fat Sam blamed Scott for ruining his slave trading empire. He swore that someday he would have his revenge. Fat Sam moved his business interests into other areas of human depravity, and of course he made millions. For three years Fat Sam kept tabs on Scott. When he got word that Scott regularly crossed the border to play with a combo in a Mexican cantina SamN{ts '2003-11-07 06:15:50'}Y78493controlone
46298939Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 1Day 4, Part 1 As C walked toward the airport terminal James followed, half walking, half skipping, two feet behind his left arm. The boy couldn’t stop grinning. The pilots and flight crew were twenty feet behind them, bringing up the rear. As they were about to enter the building a square shouldered man, 5’9”, 160 lbs, green eyes, with a shock of brown hair that stuck up and seemed toN{ts '2003-11-05 05:41:35'}Y78493controlone
47298741Getting Off After WorkPatrick was a bartender at a club not far from my work. I had seen him around the neighborhood in the past. He was amazing looking. One evening, after work I stopped in his bar, and was pleased to see him behind the counter. There were only two other men inside, off to the back, talking softly. He motioned me over, and I ordered. He was quick to start conversation, and we hit it off rightN{ts '2003-09-30 05:12:33'}Y78508Jockman
48298734Well, One Has To Start SomewhereWell, One Has To Start Somewhere Thinking back on my early experimentation with sex, as I became “aware” of my body and its needs, pleasures and methodology of gratification, I recall that I was always both interested and thankful for my discovery of frottage. At the time, I’d never even heard of the word, and certainly wasn’t an authority on the subject. It was just that age of sexualN{ts '2003-09-29 14:14:00'}Y72425Sparky
49298685Hot Frottage Session: Clash Of The TitansHot Frottage session: Clash of the Titans “Huge” is the only way I could describe his thighs, like tree trunks, monument pillars, these things were amazing. “He” is a body builder I met at my local gym a couple months ago. He was 6” 2 235 lbs of pure black muscle. His muscle had that soft puffy look like an off-season bodybuilder before they cut down on their carb intake beforeN{ts '2003-09-24 21:08:00'}Y77894boomer
50298264Hot Frottage Session: Let me Show You SomethingRamel was a good friend of mine for as long as I can remember. We used to hang out just about every other day when we were younger. Now we see each other about once a week. Ramel was gorgeous; he grew up from the old soup bowl haircut he had when he was younger and skinnier. Now he's about 5’10’ tall, a deep dark tan, and jet black buzzed short hair. He has a super sexy goatee to go alongN{ts '2003-06-25 20:41:16'}Y77894boomer

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Summer Vacation

by dcsott1947

It was a beautiful summer and our family was vacationing at Lake George. I was sixteen and always on the prowl for pussy. As a typical 18 year old I was hard most of the time and jerking off as often as I could. I met this waiter and he took a liking to me. He helped my get hooked up with the water-ski rides and I was impressed. He was about 20 and a good-looking guy. He asked me about...

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Bottoming For My Roomie

by mgw2

I lay on my bed in my black satin bikini briefs as my roommate, Mark, entered the room, fresh from his shower, towel around the waist. He turned his back to me as he dropped his towel and dried his crotch. I savored his near heroic form: powerful shoulders tapering to a slim waist, muscular legs joined to the waist by magnificent glutes. He quickly donned a pair of boxers from his top...

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Visiting Uncle Mark

by mgw2

Visiting Uncle Mark MGW2 My parents went to Antigua for a week during Spring Break in my senior year of high school. They were pretty controlling and packed me off to my Uncle Mark's while they were gone. Normally, I'd have made a stink about being old enough to stay home alone, but the thought of a week with my hot young uncle changed my mind. He was my mother's "baby" brother, about 31...

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Chris and I

by ryan023

Junior year of college was odd. I was coming out to myself and my friends and I was switching majors and living arrangements. I was living in a dorm- with mostly underclassmen. My RA, Chris, was also a junior and a beacon of maturity, well, and other things. He was pretty hot. Being kind of shy, I rarely instigated conversations with him, as I didn't know a whole lot about him. As the...

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Kenny

by pghwrestler

When I was in 12th grade, I skipped one of my classes. I thought a good place to hang out until the end of the day would be the small gym in my school, where the wrestling mats where set up for gym class. My school did not have a wrestling team. I went into the room and thought; maybe I’d take a nap. I went to the one corner of the mat and lay down, thinking I would never be disturbed. ...

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Blue Pete

by Sebastian_Wallace

I first met Pete a couple of years ago when I moved to Leeds from Southampton. He'd been working for a couple of years at the medical practice I was just joining, and, being of similar temperament and having similar tastes music, food and alcohol, we naturally became friends. I remember that he was, indirectly, introduced to me even before I got to the surgery. One of the receptionists had...

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Looking Back--Gay Sex Driven, Part 02

by dead serious

Well, that smelly night didn’t dissuade me from further exploitation—or eventually becoming a well-versed dick sucker for that matter either! Hey, you just can’t keep a hard man down, or a good man from moving on up—or something like that I guess. Well, it’s another summer night and as usually—I’ve got something important on my mind—not to be confused with impotent! Hey at 18, that damn...

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Ancient Princeton Rub: A Little Greek History

by rooster

It's the same routine after every Greek history class. I'm sitting in my dorm room with my pants at my ankles, Greek history book on my lap and olive oil bottle at my side. I always loved Greek history. To tell you the truth, it was the Greek statues and photos that always got my attention first. The Greek and Roman sculptures are amazingly lifelike and feature some damn beautiful men. ...

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Anthony's Parting Gift - A Frottage Story

by rooster

Man, I thought I was good at soccer. But, these guys were great. They have been playing soccer most, if not their whole lives, and it showed. I am part of a small neighborhood soccer league in Los Angeles. There are about seven teams in the local area. We practice on weekends and play two games a week, on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The guys that I play soccer with range from age 20 to...

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Frottage in the Morning

by Brad Hollas

My name is Brad and I work on the 87th floor of the Empire State Building, so it takes forever to get to work in the morning. But I use the time to good advantage. When I spot an attractive guy I use the "dead hand" technique. This means placing the back of my hand against his cock in a crowded elevator. Usually he will instinctively shift position. But on those occasions when I find a "live"...

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Army Buds, Chapter 1

by Mr Arousal

Author: Mr. Arousal Chapter 1: A Weekend Together The acting Platoon Sergeant called the platoon to attention, did a smart about face, rendering a hand salute, and gave the morning report, “All present or accounted for, Sir!” That’s how the first day of training started for Class 119-A at Fort Sam Houston, Texas, on that mild Monday morning, April Fool’s Day, 1968. All the trainees...

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The Gym

by muscleclad112

Part 1 I have been working at the gym for about two years and I would have to say that it is an excellent way to meet and watch hot guys. I normally just work as a professional trainer, but seeing how I am only 26, not a lot of people hire me. So I usually get the older people who don’t know how to use the equipment (the weights—unfortunately not mine), or the teen boys who just want to...

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How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 6B Caleb's Day Continues

by controlone

Chap 6B—Caleb’s Day Continues Controlone With no further ado Riff pulled Caleb up toward the head of the bed. The two men shared a pillow as Riff spooned behind Caleb. When Caleb felt Riff push the length of his cock up between his butt cheeks he wanted to squeal, but he withheld that response; instead Caleb reached behind with his right hand and pulled his butt cheeks further apart, so...

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How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 4: Dotties, Part B

by controlone

As Bryce continued to babble C took his foot off the prostrate man’s cervical vertebrae. C turned once more toward the others and pointed one finger at them. They knew instantly to stay put till he was far, far away. -------------------------------------------- C put his arm around Riff’s waist and guided him to Dottie’s parking lot. He led Riff to a stretch limo. The driver raced...

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How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 4: That Night

by controlone

Chapter 4—That Night controlone It took Riff an hour to calm himself enough to do any work. He was exhausted and happy and very confused. He couldn’t think about anything but C. C was in his head; C was in his heart; C was everywhere. The more Riff thought the more he wanted to be with C; to love him; hell, to worship him. He’d never felt anything like this. He’d never imagined...

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Made Into A Sub

by sub boy143

It all started when I was 21 and going to the local beat where men go to get off. I really only had one thing in mind when I went there that night, and little was I to know how real the adventure would be for me. I rolled up late in the evening and by the number of cars parked in the lot I knew for sure that it would be a good night. I wandered into the bushes and waited, feeling my dick...

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How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 3: His Return

by controlone

Chapter 3—His Return controlone@adelphia.net On Wednesday morning Riff and Caleb stayed in bed playing till almost eight, then they got up and showered together. They went to Denny’s for breakfast. Before the girl took their order Caleb went to the counter, got three quarts of orange juice and two glasses, and brought them back to the table. He smiled at Riff, “I know how this looks,...

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Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 3

by controlone

And the creeps continued to degrade him at every chance. They slapped his face and punched his balls and tore at his nipples as they fucked his mouth and ass. Then they rolled him onto his back and continued in that position. When these two finished two more came and took their place. Scott was soon covered in sweat with welts and bruises beginning to show everywhere. They went on like this...

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How I Got Under Your Skin, Chapter 2: Riff's New Life

by controlone

Riff Branson was a junior executive at Emperor International Cruise Lines (actually three separate lines with 46 ships). He had a law degree but spent most of his time riding roughshod over the Cruise Line’s advertising department. He supervised six men and women who kept the Company constantly in the public eye. They arranged all the normal advertising, scheduled dozens of events, arranged...

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How I Got Under Your Skin

by controlone

How I Got Under Your Skin Controlone We met one dark night in a loud gay bar just outside Miami. I came to visit you a week later. You were sitting in a chair in your living room watching TV; some insipid program about other people’s lives, movie stars, pretty people. It was a hot, humid Saturday night in June; you had the A/C on low. You were sitting there in a blue pocket t-shirt,...

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Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 2

by controlone

Day 4—Part 2 For his part Fat Sam blamed Scott for ruining his slave trading empire. He swore that someday he would have his revenge. Fat Sam moved his business interests into other areas of human depravity, and of course he made millions. For three years Fat Sam kept tabs on Scott. When he got word that Scott regularly crossed the border to play with a combo in a Mexican cantina Sam...

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Face In The Mirror, Day 4, Part 1

by controlone

Day 4, Part 1 As C walked toward the airport terminal James followed, half walking, half skipping, two feet behind his left arm. The boy couldn’t stop grinning. The pilots and flight crew were twenty feet behind them, bringing up the rear. As they were about to enter the building a square shouldered man, 5’9”, 160 lbs, green eyes, with a shock of brown hair that stuck up and seemed to...

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Getting Off After Work

by Jockman

Patrick was a bartender at a club not far from my work. I had seen him around the neighborhood in the past. He was amazing looking. One evening, after work I stopped in his bar, and was pleased to see him behind the counter. There were only two other men inside, off to the back, talking softly. He motioned me over, and I ordered. He was quick to start conversation, and we hit it off right...

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Well, One Has To Start Somewhere

by Sparky

Well, One Has To Start Somewhere Thinking back on my early experimentation with sex, as I became “aware” of my body and its needs, pleasures and methodology of gratification, I recall that I was always both interested and thankful for my discovery of frottage. At the time, I’d never even heard of the word, and certainly wasn’t an authority on the subject. It was just that age of sexual...

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