This is a true story that happened to me about two weeks ago. I’m writing it here for you guys to read, so enjoy. I am a good looking, ordinary, muscular guy about 30 years old. I’m not very experienced for a gay guy. I was in Florida for a few days so I thought I’d see what was happening at a local bar. A few of my friends had warned me that it was a pick-up joint, and being horny, that...
Sunday afternoon in Houston can be real hot if your ass hole is aching for a horny hard cock... Saturday night is a real bitch. I have to work on the late shift and I don’t get to bed until way after midnight. I miss the sex that I have on Friday night when I get to pick up some horny stud in Bobby’s bar. I’m a natural bottom and I always get to find a guy with a hard cock to...
Bill was a handsome twenty-something and something of an exhibitionist. He kept himself in good shape and sunbathed nude whenever possible in order to avoid tan lines. But most of the time that he went out to the beach or to some public pool, naturally he’d have to wear some kind of swimsuit to avoid the risk of being arrested. So he went shopping every spring for the latest styles, ...
My wife and I had just returned from a long trip with my parents, where we were gone for a week visiting my brother and his wife in California. The late flight back left us all very exhausted and my wife decided to sleep at my parents’ house since it was a lot closer to where she worked. I figured I’d head back to our house and get the mail and maybe get on AOL and have some dirty...
There's a heavily forested public park about 2 miles from my house that's a great cruising spot. Sunday morning is my favorite time -- not too many people around. Last Sunday I was there and it was an unusually warm spring day. Coming toward me was a guy I'd seen several times before: big, athletic, rangy, with a lot of thick wavy hair, a big mustache and aviator glasses; a dead ...
As the plane taxied towards the terminal, the immense crowd of young people – largely girls – began cheering and shouting. The plane stopped. The steps to the airplane were wheeled to the door, and immediately the ranks of police formed two lines. Buffering the long, wooden walkway, elevated 3' above the dense, clamoring crowd, they would guard the arriving, celebrity from the plane...
Tunis 1983 In all of North Africa, Tunis is certainly the best and the friendliest place for the gay traveler: the people, the sand strands, and that delicious cuisine. Think of the briqs for instance. Not so risky as certain other North African countries if you are prudent and circumspect. The men are friendly and not aggressive; the police have an eye on the security of the...
The pale-eyed young man was named Mark and he was 21 years old. This I learned as we walked the five blocks to my apartment. We had to make one stop: to buy condoms. I didn't have any at my apartment: I tend to use them up quickly! So we stopped at a 24-hour convenience store around the corner from my place. My shirt was lying somewhere on the floor of an alley, but this store was...
The object of the pub-crawl is to stay within the rules and try to make the most number of pub stops before sleep or leglessness hits you. If anyone could make it, there were 21 pubs on tour. There are the sprinters: those who have two drinks to one stop. They usually make it to about pub seven then crash; and the stayers: they drink as slow as they can and sometimes make the...
Last year I was in New Orleans at a gay bar. I was wearing a short kilt with a leather harness and black boots with no underwear. This real hot looking guy was standing behind me talking to someone else and I had my back to him talking to 3 other guys. He flipped up the kilt to see if I had anything on under it and when he saw my naked ass he started playing with it. He then...
I was at a rock festival packed with twentysomethousand people crammed in front of the stage. We were so packed that I could hardly move. I noticed this young guy right in front of me. He was a stud. His ass was touching my crotch. I thought it was just a coincidence, but it sure turned me on. My cock filled with blood and grew hard. Again his ass pushed against my front. As it was...
The young punk yelled at me. "Faggot!" Moments earlier, I had walked right by him, admiring the smooth skin peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt. What else was I to look at? The street was empty. He called again, angrier this time. "Yo, faggot!" I should have kept walking, but I stopped and turned to him. What expression to put on my face, I wondered, and settled on something cocky,...
I knew I shouldn’t have entered the alley. It was dark; it was narrow. It just didn’t seem to be the right thing to do. But before I had time to regret, it was already too late. I was being followed, and very soon a young guy came up behind me and pointed something at my back. “Okay,” I said. “Just take it easy and take whatever you want. Just don’t hurt me.” He told me to put my...
In the Computer Lab Summer had just begun. I finished my last final that Friday, and now the weekend was spread out before me. I woke up late, because I could, and cleaned myself up a bit. The day was incredible: one of those perfect early summer New England days, late enough for the trees to be in bloom, but not yet hot enough for the sun to hold you captive in the pool. So...
My favorite cocksucking scenario is as follows. I have done this several times in my town.....all thanks to AOL!!!!!! I like to find another willing guy in one of the local gay chat rooms......after a while I talk the guy into meeting me late at night, preferably outdoors in a public place, playgrounds are my favorites. I'm blessed with a thick 8" uncut cock and the "boys" usually go...
I knew I was in trouble. I should have been home six hours ago. It was already 11:00, and I knew Patrick would be worried. I started to think of a good excuse, a story I could tell him that he would believe. Car trouble came to mind, but he'd ask why I hadn't called him on the car phone. I looked in my purse. Damn! He'd paged me three times. I didn't have my beeper with me most of...
I was living in a small university town, doing graduate study on my degree. The university was very good, but it was in the Bible Belt, and the town was Dullsville personified. An aunt had died leaving me a sizable inheritance, and I could concentrate on my studies, most of the time. I'm female, and single. I had several bad relationships with men that left me with the feeling that ...
The warm sand gently cradles her body as she lays down to let the sun warm her skin. She spreads here blanket over the hot sand and smoothes the wrinkles. Closing her eyes she lets the sun work it magic, warming her soft skin. The days warm breeze rolls over her warming skin, licking the perspiration from her body causing her to shiver quietly. She shifts her legs and sits up...
Just south of the metro area there is a rest area on the interstate, which has become somewhat of a playground for me. At any given time of day you will find myriad truckers, travelers, and locals who are out to cruise for some action. Included are those who are completely blatant about their intent, displaying a big boner hanging down their pant leg in hopes that someone will see ...
About four months ago, I got on the bus and saw a young guy in his early twenties in the seat that I usually take. When I saw him, my heart jumped, my mouth went dry, and my dick went hard instantly. He was about my height, slender, with short blond hair and blue eyes. I took the seat across the aisle and one row back from him, giving me an excellent opportunity to admire this perfect...
God what an awful day! This morning, my lover and I had a huge fight over nothing at all, which ended with him throwing my portfolio at me and slamming the apartment door in my face. And he was leaving that afternoon for a weeklong business trip, so we wouldn't get the chance to talk about it (or do anything else) until he got back. At work, my boss was as bitchy as she's ever...
A Trip to Washington, D.C. I recently had to return to Washington, D.C. due to a family emergency. After chatting with so many people on line and having been stood up, I was ready to give up on any freak action in the area; until I received a call from a user of the a sexy, older guy in the D.C. area. He told me he was interested in meeting and he would treat me out. Boy, that...
Terri crammed her way onto into the third car of the Englewood-Howard subway line on her way to the Loop for work, and while it was only 7:00AM, the car was already packed like a can of sardines. After about a month of subway rides, Terri would get fed up and take her car to work, but that usually only lasted a day or two because of the horrible traffic and expensive Loop parking...
Late Saturday afternoon in the summer is the best time to hit the weight room at the local gym. Early summer hours find people drifting out by 3 p.m., even though the gym closes at 5 p.m....and the desk atendant works alone, since no one really comes in after that time. So it was a desolate gym locker room that I entered around 4 p.m. on this Saturday afternoon, ready to relax in...
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