Now I guess there are really not too many guys who would be sympathetic to my carping about overdoing it—that is performing “the beast with two backs” on a marathon level. And truth be told, I was having the time of my life—even though I was beginning to be concerned about my continued performance level. Damn Rodrigo had a libido that would rival any species of monkey—or any oversexed biped...
It was a wet rainy Friday afternoon and of course it was also my day off of work so I was homebound watching television. After an hour or so I got bored watching the TV so I got up and started some light cleaning. I dusted and put away some dishes from the dishwasher when a commercial for a movie that was opening up that day came on the TV and I did want to go see it anyway so I decided that...
Ho Jo’s Ho “Oh if the walls could only talk…” or “Man, I’d sure like to have been a fly on the wall…” Yep, we’ve all heard one, both or something similar. I’m here to tell you (1) they do, and (2) I was. Working for a bi-coastal company, I travel from time to time…be it business within our company, or to various conventions and trade shows. What it all boils down to is that I make it to...
David, Part 3 My heart skipped a beat. The man I had fantasized about was moving toward me and he was naked. I took it all in quickly. His abs were solid, his chest the same and his waste had not changed from when we were kids. What had changed was the size of his cock. His cock used to me smallish and not real impressive. The years had been kind to him. I remember as a boy when we changed...
Embarrassed but not at all disappointed that David had noticed that I had definitely noticed him, I pushed a clipboard off of my desk onto the floor. I bent over and picked it up placing it in front of my crotch. “Man it has been so long, I thought you moved to England” I asked. “Mom and Dad did but I stayed here in town with my uncle and aunt. Mom and Dad are still there but come back once...
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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,...
Terry and I had been lounging in the living room watching TV on a lazy Sunday night. Terry was my room mate, straight, but he loved to tease the hell out of me. He was 28, 6’, 185 pounds, slender but muscular build. He had a fine physique which he showed off by wearing tight jeans that showed off his cute ass and fat crotch. My dimensions are about the same, only less muscular and a couple of...
This story is meant for the mature and like minded gay man that has had experiences as a young man. If you’re into it read on. As a young man I did not have many male friends, manly because all of the neighbors’ kids, that were my age, were girls. My older brother on the other hand had many male friends and no girl friends his age in the local vicinity of our house. Most of the time I...
Lunchtime Snack, Part 6 Sunlight shown through the verticals and hit me in the face. I quietly untangled myself from my bench-mate who was sleeping soundly. I peered over Rodrigo’s head and glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand—7:45 am. I was worn out, but not really tired. It’s really kind of odd how you can trick your body if you don’t recall what time you made it to sleep! I...
Lunchtime Snack, Part 5 Well now, I’ve just gotta tell ya…after my long hiatus from sex, not entirely voluntary on my part, I was very pleased at the ease which the two of us “fit”. I guess it’s really true what ‘they say’ that sex is like riding a bicycle—one never forgets. Thank God—my equipment responded splendidly. I didn’t have to ask Rodrigo if “it was good for him” and judging from...
Lunchtime Snack, Part 1 Well, it’s quite possible that you won’t believe the strange set of circumstances that came about for me. It all started about three weeks ago and quite frankly, I wouldn’t have believed the possibility of this happening myself—that is if I hadn’t been a willing participant. I usually take a quick lunch in my office, as our company’s lunch room is notorious for...
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,...
I guess that being tired from my trip as well as being able to spend time in my own bed took its toll. I slept right through until a splash of sunlight hit me in the face. I was momentarily startled and quickly leaned over to check the time. 7:30 AM. I usually would already be at the office by now. I bolted from the bed and hit the showers. I threw back my pills and chased them with a half...
Well to start this story, I'm from a really big family, in which this doesn't have to deal with any of this story, but I just thought I would start with a story that ends all stories.... (LOL) Anyway, I started feeling really down about myself after my two marriages. I can see myself as a happy person in both of my marriages, but there was something that wasn't there to make it completely...
O’Hare Part 3 David’s jaw dropped open as if to say “are you serious? I looked at him and laughed. Justin who had not left the room yet walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot tub. I could hear it rumble as he walked out of the door. As he went to leave the room he turned to us and spoke, “The tub is on and warming up if you feel you would like to use it. If you would like there are...
We had taken off to the west and made the wide turn to the east. While the plane was banking slightly to the left…this afforded a great view of metropolitan Houston...and accordingly, Carter was busy looking out the window. Usually I prefer a window seat if all things are equal. I’ve flow a lot, but always like the view—plus you don’t have anyone crawling over you to either stand in the aisle...
Lunchtime Snack, Part 2 I was kept very busy in Houston, and Thursday afternoon came quicker than I thought. As I stepped on the plane at Intercontinental Airport, I felt an anxious tingle between my legs. Things had went rather well, and on top of everything else, I’d been upgraded to first class, which meant that I’d be getting some sort of dinner as well. That was icing on the cake,...
Ruben got up and sauntered over to the girls at the bar. They seemed to have forgiven him for messing around with the little queer on the barstool. I pulled my face off the gigantic biker’s cock just long enough to see Ruben step on to the gritty dance floor, a big-breasted woman hanging on his shoulders as they swayed together under the grimy disco ball. He ground his hips into hers as the...
By Jimmy Gordon. I smelled Leon’s musty leather jacket, my face pressed against his shoulder, my arms wrapped around his taut waist as we sped through the chilly November night. His big Harley growled under us as he downshifted through a turn in the snaky road. We were on our way to Jugs, the leather biker bar in the next town. I had only heard about it, my friends telling me stories of hot...
The room was deathly quiet as Jim Conner faced his wife across the table. She sat in her robe, staring down into her cup of coffee which she held with both hands. “Why?” he asked quietly. When she didn’t answer right away he hit the table with his open palm. “WHY dammit!” he yelled. “I don’t deserve to come home to see some guy coming out of our bedroom. Not after eighteen years of...
Spiderman 4 Please do not sue me if you are a character in my story or have a relation to a movie or television show that has been referenced to in this story, this is purely fiction, and any accidental resemblance is purely coincidental. “Hey, Jake!” calls the recent red-head Kirsten Dunst breaking out of her MJ character setting, “You weren’t supposed to get in until the day after...
I had always gone for the type of guy who was a few inches taller than me, usually with dark brown hair. So, when I met Josh, I was immediately taken by his good looks. He was 5' 11", 155 pounds, average build, and the sweetest personality. And, he was the first guy at school, me being new and all, who took an interest in me. We used to play around a little, nothing too serious, but it was...
Pa...PP..Pas...(oh, this is hard) Mike! We laughed. Okay, Mike, I will try. Mike said, "Thanks Bill." I found I wasn't as sleepy as I first thought, so I knew what I had to do. I explained to this minister, I mean, 'Mike' what I was convulsing. "Mike," I said, "I was sexually molested for a number of years since age 8. I have been to doctors, to psychiatrists and I am better now, but...
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