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Dachdecker mit Leidenschaft

by palover

Es ist Mittags an einem heißen, schwülen Sommertag. Ich stehe auf dem Dach und arbeite. Der Schweiß läuft in Bächen von meiner Stirn. Er läuft mir den Rücken herunter und durchnässt dabei mein ohnehin schon feuchtest, klebriges Muscle- Shirt. Er läuft an meiner Wirbelsäule in meine Arschritze. Ich bin 48 und für mein Alter recht Fit. Ich trage ein Kopftuch, wie man es von den Piraten...

Dachdecker mit Leidenschaft

by paloverger

Es ist Mittags an einem heißen, schwülen Sommertag. Ich stehe auf dem Dach und arbeite. Der Schweiß läuft in Bächen von meiner Stirn. Er läuft mir den Rücken herunter und durchnässt dabei mein ohnehin schon feuchtest, klebriges Muscle-Shirt. Er läuft an meiner Wirbelsäule in meine Arschritze. Ich bin 48 und für mein Alter recht Fit. Ich trage ein Kopftuch, wie man es von den Piraten kennt. Mein...

Hunky Gogo Boy And Stripper Derek Tyson

by ErectXXion

I was greeted at the door by a very hot nude male stripper for a birthday party I was invited to over Memorial Day weekend. I found out that his name was Derek Tyson and that he entertained for different private parties and events along with dancing at some regional strip clubs. I was also told that he had done several porn shoots. There were at least fifty or sixty people at the...

Kerajaan Homo

by Zakimusa

Kerajaan Homo Seperti judul di kerajaan ini Semuanya Laki2 dan Homo Dulu ketika Laki dan perempuan hidup bersama banyak masalah yang di Timbulkan oleh kehadiran perempuan sampai pada era kerajaan modern peran perempuan semakin di hilangkan, pada masa depan 132 tahun setelah itu perempuan benar benar punah karena sudah di asingkan ke planet lain, kini mereka yang tinggal laki2 semua...

Fehler müssen bezahlt werden

by m231939m

Fehler müssen bezahlt werden PROLOG Da ist es; blitzartig und ohne Vorwarnung: dieses eigenartige, schwer zu beschreibende Gefühl, dass jemand von hinten ganz nah herantritt. Man hat nichts gehört, keinen Schritt, keinen Atemzug und doch richten sich abrupt die Nackenhaare auf, durchfährt einem die Gewissheit, dass es irgendwie zu spät ist. Instinktiv lässt Mark den Karton, den...

A Sheriff of the 60's (Part Three)

by icyhot44

(I thought I had posted this years ago. I friend told me that Part Three wasn't posted. Sorry.) Just then came a knock at the door. "Surprise number two", said Jack. He left the room and went to the door. He came back with another fellow. This guy, whose name was Warren was nothing impressive to look at. Probably near the same age as Jack, about 55 but fair skinned with brown hair. He...

The Right Wing Alpha - Part 1

by teachmedeepthroat

When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...

Greg, the Excitable Wrestler, Part 3

by RobertFoley

***This story was previously posted on my blog*** The last week at work had been slightly awkward. After Greg and I had practiced wrestling at my apartment last weekend, and I had knocked him out cold three times, we sat down and talked. I advised him again not to come to tonight’s wrestling meet, as I knew he would be eaten alive and be expected to engage in gay sexual activity. The...

Scott, the Former High School Jock, Part 5

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** Scott and I walked through Manhattan. He was absolutely ecstatic with the news that he got a job in an esteemed kitchen in New York. “We have the rest of the day”, I said, “what do you want to do?” “I want to go and get drinks! In a gay bar! I’ve never been to one.” “I love that idea!”, I said as I felt Scott reach for my hand to hold it....

Greg, the Excitable Wrestler, Part 2

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** The past week had gone by so fast. Greg had been really friendly in the office, we were starting to become friends. Elsie had become suspicious, asking me if I was sure nothing had happened once I dropped Greg off at his place. I had promised Greg not to tell anyone in the office about the attempted robbery, and I had kept that promise....

Scott, the Former High School Jock, Part 4

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** I woke up. It was clearly morning as the sun made it into the bedroom. I felt Scott’s head on my shoulder and his hand on my chest. He was cuddled up so close to me, like he was scared to lose me. I suddenly remembered it was Monday and looked at my phone. Two minutes before it was time to get up. I carefully turned off my alarm and...

Greg, the Excitable Wrestler, Part 1

by RobertFoley

***This story was previously posted on my blog*** “I told him the file is on the bottom shelf. I have it right here.” I snapped out of it. For maybe only a few seconds I had been staring at my new co-worker Greg. His khaki chinos were tested to the limit as I saw him walk to a file cabinet directly in my eye sight from where I was sitting at my desk and bend over at the waist. It felt...

Scott, the Former High School Jock, Part 3

by RobertFoley

***This story was previously posted on my blog*** I woke up and the second I realized what day it was, I smiled. I jumped out of bed and did everything I could to look my best. I tidied the apartment and made sure everything was just right. I walked to Bravo Food Market, which was right next to my apartment building. I bought the things I could remember Scott liked to eat and drink....

Dylan, the Sexy Suspect, Part 3

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** I realized I woke up smiling. I felt relaxed and at ease. I opened my eyes and noticed I was spooning Dylan. There was something so very comforting about not waking up alone for the first time in a while. At the same time I was surprised about enjoying myself so much last night. I had definitely temporarily forgotten why I had met...

Dylan, the Sexy Suspect, Part 2

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** I woke up and looked around the room. I stretched my body without getting up. The duvet was tenting by my crotch, but I ignored it. Yesterday had been a pretty good first day. Five of the hockey guys stuck around in the cafeteria to have a few drinks, and get to know me. Or at least, Josh Roberts, a fake me. Ed, Aaron, James, Brandon,...

Scott, the Former High School Jock, Part 2

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** Scott dropped me off at home and said he genuinely hoped he would see me again while I was here. This time we did exchange phone numbers. He gave me a hug while we were still seated in the car. It was slightly awkward, but also nice. When I walked into the house, I saw that my sister Louise and her husband Robert had arrived from...

Dylan, the Sexy Suspect, Part 1

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** “Southwick?” “Yeah. It’s in the Southwestern part of the state. South of Springfield. Less than a two hour drive.” “Well, all right.” That’s about how the conversation went. At 92 degrees (33 Celsius) it had been a hot day. With my sunglasses on and the AC blazing, I was driving along the Massachusetts turnpike. The sky was a...

Neal, the Live Model

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** Usually I loved walking through one of the many parks in Columbus, Ohio during spring. But today, mid-April, spring definitely had not sprung yet. At a chilly 37 degrees (3 Celsius) I walked through Thompson Park and noticed a severe lack of leaves on the trees and even some leftover snow. I had brought my camera to take some pics to...

Derek, the Suited Trainer

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** --- I walked out of my house and dragged myself into my car. Monday. What an awful day. I drove out of Powderhorn Drive onto Whitegate Lane. First on the agenda this morning was chest day at the gym. I had been working out since I was 18, building myself quite the body now at age 27. I would classify myself as muscular, maybe even a...

Scott, the Former High School Jock, Part 1

by RobertFoley

***This story was posted previously on my blog*** I was well aware that it was a five hour drive, but every time it bit me in the ass how boring it really was to drive for so long. Visiting my parents upstate for my Mom’s 50th birthday was something I gladly did, yet partly dreaded. Going back to Elizabethtown, New York, was quite the culture shock from my Long Island apartment. Apart...

Training The Nude Model (Halloween Interlude)

by jayman1

I was nearing the end of a long pose during the Thursday evening drawing class at my university modeling gig. The evening drawing classes is typically attended by part-time students or middle age women and gay men looking to ogle a half naked model. The instructor for the evening class usually ops-out full nudity, so I typically end up in a shirtless pose or with some type of drape...

Juan, the Spanish Lifeguard

by RobertFoley

Looking out an airplane window never got old. Seeing the blue sky while flying above the clouds had a beauty about it, yet at the same time the view was also quite surreal. I looked to my left and saw my sister Katie sleeping in her seat. It was because of her we were on our way from Cleveland to the island of Gran Canaria, Spain. After working as a manager of a hotel for the last ten...

Messy Passion III

by Stepiquno Toglio

Walked inside the porn industry where Kyai’s friend worked. Kyai wanted to show Nahi what they do it for a various living to experience and learn about how they working. Nahi found it so heartbreaking as if he cannot believe what he saw. Nahi preferred his love relationship to with one person, not multitudes. It would be too much for him if he did. To meet Kyai’s friend, they just had introduced...

Matt, the Fainting Musclebottom, Part 16

by RobertFoley

“Ssshhh… we have to be quiet for Mum”, Matt said, as he stumbled through the door. In the taxi ride from The GPO to his mother’s apartment, he had been an unbalanced, mumbling mess. I was quite drunk myself, but I felt like the sober and responsible one compared to my boyfriend. Matt tried to tip toe to the guest room, but bumped into a chair and fell over. “Oh no!”, he said, laughing....

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