The doorbell rang at about 5:30 AM and I answered. A tall, dark, very young man with piercing brown eyes and an angular face with a strong nose stood at the door. He wore a tight thin tee shirt that strained against two prominent nipples mounted on muscular chest covering a large ribcage. This tapered down to a narrow waist and slim hips that barely supported a pair of beltless jeans. His...
Written by Troche Man (Troche_Man@yahoo.com), Summer 2005. Emails are greatly appreciated. One great thing about living in upstate New York is the abundance of lakes for boating and fishing. I have a small 15 foot boat that I bought from my Uncle. My Uncle was an avid fisherman. The boat is a classis (wooden hull), being almost 50 years old. It has a steering wheel and a canvas cover over...
Fishing with Joe By Pappa Jack JacksonG1944@yahoo.com The following story is a true story that happened in the summer of 1976. I have just now found the place to tell it to everyone. Thank You MOTNES for your wonderful forum. Ted and Jason grew up together but did not become best friends until their senior year in high school. When it came time to go off to college, they went in...
One might consider me a connoisseur. I am a connoisseur of cock: hard cocks, soft cocks, cut cocks, uncut cocks, big cocks, little fat ones, straight cocks, arched or curved cocks, definitely thick cocks. They say, "Variety is the spice of life". When it comes to the male sex organs, I like life very spicy. I like to look at, feel, smell, and taste well formed, animated, responsive cock. When...
I slowly peeled the seal off the miniature milk carton that had been served with my coffee, as I suddenly jolted forward on my plastic black chair, “Hey, watch it!” I called to the petite waitress who had bumped into me with her full tray of cappuccinos. Damn, I thought as a looked down at my magnolia, black pin striped shirt, which was tight against my bursting chest, I’d accidentally split the...
This story is the property of the author. All copyrights belong to the author. If you have the chance, please check out my other stories under titles with “redneck,” Toby Keith, Kenny Chesney, Tim McGraw, etc. No claim to any actual person’s sexual preference is noted here (get it fantasies). Check for more stories under www.nifty.org; section prolific authors. E-mail is kpg111061@aol.com,...
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...
The following story is true and only a few names have changed to protect the guilty. It was one of those insanely hot and muggy summer nights in Northern Ontario, the kind of night where the humidex was at 120% and not ever air conditioning could cool the body down. I was returning to Bala where I worked at a children’s summer camp as head cook. After spending the day in Toronto I was happy...
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...
While I was in college I took a summer job with a company that builds parade floats. You know those big fluffy things that beauty queens and such ride on. When the day came for our first parade, I was assigned to drive a float carrying a local television new team. If you have never been up close to a float before let me just tell you that you sit with your ass just inches off the ground and...
Walking Nude Hi. My name is Todd. This really is a true story and it happened last summer. I grew up in the Georgian Bay region of Ontario, Canada, in a small town called Meaford. It is your average little cottage town. You know the type. In the summer it’s full of hot young men up at the cottage with their families and in the winter it’s full of newlyweds and nearly dead. While out...
"Roger, we have to talk," he told me. "It's about last night..." I froze. What was John going to say? Was he regretting it? Would he ever want to speak to me again. "I think I may have given you the wrong idea," he said as I sat next to him, still naked from last night. He looked at my cock. "As you probably know, I was drunk last night, and I think I did something I regretted." My face...
I had repressed feelings for my college roommate before I came to terms with my being gay. I came out my last semester after we had both made other rooming arrangements. Knowing him to be very open-minded, we remained on friendly terms, but I did not have the stamina to reveal my feelings for him. Many of my gay friends and ex-lovers marveled at his slim strawberry blonde good looks, complete...
I had just turned 18 in May, when my father's second cousin came to live with us. I remember it well. It was a warm sunny afternoon when his truck pulled into the driveway. I was outside playing basketball with another guy from down the street. I had always looked up to my cousin Blake and he had always been more like an uncle to me, since I didn't have any. He and my father were best friends...
It was a very hot summer day. I'd spent the better part of an hour on the phone, on a local free gay line, checking out the other guys who were looking for action. The pickings were pretty slim until I encountered "C," a soft-spoken guy who said he lived near the downtown area and was looking for some cock to suck. That sounded good to me. He gave me his address - a low-income neighborhood...
My destination was Tokyo. I planned to visit the family I’d stayed with two years earlier for a year as a high school exchange student. I was just 18-years old and still hated to fly. I arrived at Narita International Airport. It was just as I remembered it - big and cool. I took a cab to the Yamaguchi house. I left my luggage there before heading out. I met up with a bunch of my old...
My destination was Tokyo. I planned to visit the family I’d stayed with two years earlier for a year as a high school exchange student. I was just 18-years old and still hated to fly. I arrived at Narita International Airport. It was just as I remembered it - big and cool. I took a cab to the Yamaguchi house. I left my luggage there before heading out. I met up with a bunch of my old...
Steve and I had been best of friends for the last 4 years. We worked in the same place, and got to know each other pretty well. We both had a lot in common, which kept us close. Our common interests, such as sports, jazz, and photography among other interests enabled us to spend a lot of time together. We would have lunch together, go to sporting events together, get together after work for a...
It was the last night of my stay in Russia. After spending the month in a small northern town, we returned to Moscow a day early, to check out all of the sites, and get good nights sleep before catching the airplane early in the morning. I would be staying in a room with my classmate Richard. Now, I had come to develop a huge thing for Richard while spending the month with him. We both knew...
I was staying in a small town in the north of Russia for a month over the summer. It was part of a university program, and I was living with a divorcee in her apartment. It was a nice arrangement, with a nice apartment, but the only major problem was a lack of hot water. You see, in the summer, many buildings in Russia shut off their hot water, to save on money. The logic is that you don’t...
Brian had a little too much to drink, he had had a hard day at work, the trial had not gone like he expected. With his new high profile he had to not only perform well in court, but also win. He had worked hard to get a top position with a well-known law firm, but in the back of his mind he also knew that his looks help out maybe a little. He had put aside long term relationships for his job...
Duty, Honor, and Foreskins Northeastern France, August (c) Copyright 1999 - 2000, Michael Edmond, All Rights Reserved "More wine, Monsieur?" I nodded yes to Jacques, as he filled my glass and smiled at me with his eyes. As I sat on the café terrace, he looked as inviting as the surrounding country. "So, isn't our French countryside beautiful in early August?" "Yes, indeed...
I was in Russia for an extended trip with my college professor and another student. The funny thing was that my teacher was completely oblivious to the fact that she selected to bring the only two gay students in the Russian department to Russia with her. My classmate and I were both well aware of each other’s sexuality. About our second week in Russia, my classmate, Richard, and I were...
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