We arrived in Los Angeles on Tuesday. It seemed like a month since my parents died even though it had only been a few days. Brad took me to my house and I gathered some things that I might need while I stayed the night with his family. My dad was due to arrive on Wednesday and we would just stay at the Brentwood house till after the funeral. On Wednesday Brad took me back to LAX to meet...
So here I was headed back to the states with my step dad's lawyer on the same plane that carried my dead parents. The lawyers name is Brad Steinman and he was kind enough to come to London and take care of all the details for me. He is in as much shock as I am I think. Now since the trip is a good half a day he took the opportunity to lay out my life for me as he saw it. "Erik, your parents...
My name is Erik Hickman. I live with my mother, Joyce Young, and her husband, Dr. Phillip Young. They have been married from the time I was about three years old. I will be a junior in high school this year and live in Brentwood, Yes, and the Brentwood in the Los Angeles area. My step father is a plastic surgeon so I guess Mom married well considering she came from the wrong side of the tracks in...
The move to Palm Springs was uneventful. After we gave the Caddie to Rick, the cook, as a part of his severance and took care of the rest of the things that had to be done before the apartment went on the market we flew to Palm Springs. Max had found the perfect home with five bedrooms, a pool and a large courtyard. The home was "U" shaped with the courtyard in the center of the "U" with the pool...
Although I had several white bandana encounters that week in which all a stranger needed to do to get submissive sex from me was to ask for my bandana, none were as strange as the one I had while I was on my way to play tennis with Ben the first time. I was strolling along, racket case under my arm, when a big black limousine, with smoked windows rolled up beside me, the driver’s window rolled...
The next morning I woke up in my bed in my mother's house in Huntsville, Texas. It took me a few moments to focus and then to realize what had transpired the day before. It felt like a dream. I lay there a few minutes with one arm over my head. I caught a whiff of myself. I realized then I was hard. A vision of Max came into my mind. What was it about him? He was a good looking man and masculine...
As I followed Mr. Shaw into his office I was watching his body move under his sports coat and slacks. He moved like a man of sport. He had a goatee which I took as a rebellious addition against allowing himself to be completely corporate. He offered me a visitors chair across from his desk. "Scott, we might as well get right to it. May I see a form of identification so I can first be sure you...
My mother was always a bit over dramatic. From as early as I could remember she over preached the bible and over judged all those around her. She was always on my ass to be the perfect child. By the time I was in high school I sort of had it. I was tired of her preaching and I was definitely tired of her telling me that every wrong thing that a man would do would surely bring him a step closer to...
Considering that he had taken to wearing nothing but underwear in his buff flatmate’s presence, and had become incredibly curious about his flatmate’s swollen genitals, Peter had not really noticed the change in his lifestyle. He was the same hardworking, hard living gym obsessed skirt-chasing banker. Sure, he only wore tight briefs or jockstraps round the flat, but that had nothing to do with...
Nick and Peter had moved in together – strangers sharing a nice old Victorian flat in the centre of town. Peter was a banker. He pushed himself hard at work and the gym, always had a string of girlfriends, and was known by all of his mates to play very hard indeed. But Nick was a more mysterious guy, and Peter was curious to know more about him. Sure, he liked his own space and that was no...
Gabe was an outrageous exhibitionist and dressed the part - when he dressed at all - ropers, skin tight 501's, and a fitted western shirt unbuttoned to his waist revealing his beautifully patterned hairy chest and a hint of pubic hair. He had the body of an off season bodybuilder. When he walked down the street his cock and balls showed clearly through his tight jeans. The rear seam cut deeply...
My Inches--Part 3 by Dick Mann Email : dkmnn@hotmail.com (comments from readers welcome) Hi, this is Phil again. You remember the high-school boy with the sweet, innocent face, the small, thin, body, and the big, BIG, cock. The one you'd give your soul to suck down your throat. Yeah, now you remember, even though we've never met. If we ever do, though, we'll have just such a great...
My Inches--Part 3 by Dick Mann Email : dkmnn@hotmail.com (comments from readers welcome) Hi, this is Phil again. You remember the high-school boy with the sweet, innocent face, the small, thin, body, and the big, BIG, cock. The one you'd give your soul to suck down your throat. Yeah, now you remember, even though we've never met. If we ever do, though, we'll have just such a great...
I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his long, fat veiny cock. I licked it clean like he said. Then he told me to lick his balls, and I did. His cock rested on my forehead as I licked his giant, hairy nuts. When I was done, he squeezed my cheeks until I opened my mouth, Then he slid his cock back in. I tasted salty liquid on my tongue, and I recognized it from when Jimmy had...
I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his long, fat veiny cock. I licked it clean like he said. Then he told me to lick his balls, and I did. His cock rested on my forehead as I licked his giant, hairy nuts. When I was done, he squeezed my cheeks until I opened my mouth, Then he slid his cock back in. I tasted salty liquid on my tongue, and I recognized it from when Jimmy had...
“Ha ha ha,” he laughed really hard, all his friends laughed too. Then he grabbed me by the hair, “touch it” he growled at me. I could see the bulge of his semi-hard cock going all the way down the left leg of his jeans. It looked huge, like a filled-up tube sock or something. I looked up at his face for a second, and he pulled my face into his crotch, holding me by the hair. “Don’t make...
“Ha ha ha,” he laughed really hard, all his friends laughed too. Then he grabbed me by the hair, “touch it” he growled at me. I could see the bulge of his semi-hard cock going all the way down the left leg of his jeans. It looked huge, like a filled-up tube sock or something. I looked up at his face for a second, and he pulled my face into his crotch, holding me by the hair. “Don’t make...
I'm writing to let you know, I'm just obsessed with driving naked. I love to ride all over town naked, and hopefully that nobody calls me in. Anyway, to start my story, I like being nude in public, and also going to public restrooms, with lots of stalls around, so I can get completely naked to handsome looking guys to jack off. I like driving beside high trucks that can see in your vehicle....
The Flying Muscle Twins are back ! (I met them…) Three years after their first acclaimed world tour, the Flying Muscle Twins are back in Paris. None of the readers of Muscle Exhib Mag who attended that show has forgotten their incredible performance on the Parisian stage. Three years ago, Paris was the last stop of a tour called “Muscles X-posed”. Viewed world wide by hundreds of thousands of...
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...
After I came down Pete's mouth I was scared for a minute. I felt a little of that teenage gay guilt at the same time. Pete must have noticed the change in my mood as he looked up at me. He scooted up so that we were face to face and kissed me lightly on the mouth. "Boy, you don't have to be scared with me. I am going to always be there for you. What we shared will always be between the two of...
PHOTO SHOOT (Part 3) by Sebastian Wallace I stood up and hitched my briefs down, kicking them to one side. My cock sprang upwards looking as hard and proud as Daryl's. Jono grinned over at us from behind his camera, looking from my cock to Daryl's as he mentally compared our organs. He chuckled, "This is one hell of a shoot... you guys are gonna be able to charge pretty much what you...
A true story about two hot bears caught in hot romance for the afternoon delight. If you are turned off by men in their forties having sex, then do not continue to read. This is my story and I am happy to share it with you. Contact me at Jacksong1944@yahoo if you would like to comment on this story. The time was 11am and I did not have anything to do until a club meeting at 9pm. Not many...
I got up to the porch and before I sat down dad said, "Damn boy it’s hot out here, I'm gonna run in and put on some shorts. Grab a beer and hang out." With that dad got up and went inside. I sat down grabbed a beer out of the tub of ice and beer my dad set out and opened her up. I had half the beer done before Dex showed up. I almost dropped the bottle. He was wearing an old pair of cutoffs that...
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