by RimPig (c) 2002 I woke up very early the next morning. My cock was harder than hell and I needed to piss really badly. I guess having all of Dad’s piss from last night plus my own, really put a strain on my bladder. Plus the fact, that when I woke up my nose was in my Dad’s raunchy pit and smelling his pit-funk from yesterday. God! There’s no fucking better way to wake up than with my body...
by RimPig (c) 2002 I guess I was about 12 when I first started noticing that all my jack off fantasies were about guys. I know now that this is not unusual. But I didn’t then. By the time I was 14, I pretty well figured out that I was probably not ever going to be as attracted to girls as I was to guys - if I was ever going to be attracted to girls at all, which I doubted. Okay, so I was...
by RimPig ¨ 2003 It was late, around midnight. My friend Anne and I had been to the antique shows in Brimfield, MA and had come down through New York City to Washington, D.C. to go to the Smithsonian. It was also my one and only experience with “The Wall”. I never wanted to go back again. The way that it affected me emotionally was something I didn’t want to experience again. We started...
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...
© 2003 "John Smith" Ed was a masculine old man I met at the bank. I had been with my prag to cash and deposit checks and as usual I was trying to check out the different dudes and had seen three good looking ones but two had fish rings on and the other one looked like he hadn’t bitten his nails in a couple of weeks but was humpy with a beard. A few other men looked humpy masculine but they had...
Gus called me and said he wanted to meet me at the state park near his house. I was given strict instructions on what to wear and the time I should be there. It was mid summer and the woods were completely covered with growth as I walked the trail I had been told to. I was sweating as I walked completely dressed in jeans and tee shirt. After walking about 15 minutes I ran into Gus standing...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk....
Jake and I got up and went straight to the kitchen for the coffee. After it was made we sat and talked a bit. Still naked--it felt great to be this open. "You know you don't have to wear nothing under the uniform boy. It gets damn hot in that building sometimes. All that the handbook says is that we wear the uniform. Most guys go natural underneath." Jake volunteered. "Well I did notice...
I have known Fernando for about 6 years and we had always met for hot times. Fern is a Spanish guy that has a cock that is at least 9 inches long and gets hard as a rock. He called and asked me over for some hot times and I agreed. It was raining lightly when I arrived and we talked over a cup of coffee. He got a package and opened it up and asked if I liked the contents. There were matching...
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...
My name is Jack. I’m 19, I go to college and I still live at home with my folks. My brother moved out when he was 18 and I was 12 so it’s been just dad, mom and me here for several years. I am gay and have always known it, but my family doesn’t. Well, my brother does, but that’s a long story that maybe I will type up for the brother section. But my mom and certainly not my dad knew that I liked...
I was reading through some of my old copies of Forum magazine when I came across a letter headed "The Art of Outdoor Peeing" in which the writer bemoaned the reduction in sightings of men and women peeing in the open air. Whilst I entirely agree that people nowadays seem to be much shyer about performing bladder relief in public places, I would suggest that you can create such opportunities for...
When I started college at the University of Iowa, I decided to live in a dorm and get a roommate assigned by the school. I thought anyone would be fine. I just wanted to settle in and study. Unlike my varsity baseball days in high school, sex was the farthest thing from my mind. It was time to crack the books. My regular athletic activities blessed me with a handsome, naturally muscled...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. ...
After I made the coffee I took it out on the deck where dad was still sitting. The boys, Jake and Tony, were still fiddling with the pool. They had since taken off their shorts though and were both in jockstraps. They still had some work to do in the pump room and wanted to be safe. Jake and Tony both came up for some coffee but then headed back down for the pump house with their cups. I...
"Let me do what you're doing to me Tim," with that dad helped me stand up. He brought me over to the deck's railing and told me to lean on it. He got on his knees behind me and started eating my ass. He spread my cheeks wide and tried to get his whole face up my ass. I couldn't believe this was happening. I loved every second of it. I couldn't see anything behind me. All I had to look at was the...
It was about noon. Tony went back to finish the caulking around the pool before Jake got back. We both left our shorts on the railing of the deck. Since he wasn't doing anything too dangerous, Tony said he liked to stay naked. I liked him staying naked too. I told him that I might as well enjoy it while it lasts also. I went inside, found some hamburger meat and decided to make the guys...
Tuesday morning, I woke up with a slight hangover and cotton-mouthed. Dad and I enjoyed some time on the deck the night before. We had dinner and beers, just like he promised. I looked at the clock and saw it was 9:30a.m. Shit! I’d overslept. Not that we were doing anything, but I never sleep past seven. I got up and put on some loose cutoffs I had in a bag. I walked out to the...
I didn't have a chance to meet up with the coach again before I left for the summer. I did call him though on the Saturday before I left. He said he would probably be going to Palm Springs for a weekend getaway at the beginning and the end of the summer. So, I gave him my cell number and we planned on meeting up in Palm Springs in a few weeks. He told me about the hot gay resorts there and...
After our trip to San Diego, I settled in for the last week of school until summer vacation. Dad said he would pick me up on Monday, so I could have a weekend with my friends before I was gone for the summer. All sports were over for the year. But, I still went to the weight room every day. Dad said he would include a weight room at the park, so we both wouldn't have to miss any workouts. ...
In the spring of 1996, I was still living with my mother in Santa Monica. We lived in one of those high-rise buildings built in the 50's. It was since retrofitted for the numerous quakes we get and seems like a sound, but dated, building. That doesn't stop it from being one of the more expensive dumps in the area. The size of the apartments gives the building a reputation as one of the...
Transvestite Cum Loads While in the navy, my ship pulled in for a port call at Subic Bay in the Philippines. It was during the time of the Marcos regime, which meant martial l law. All Americans had to be off the streets from midnight to 4 in the morning or you were locked up. No one had any problems with the rules, since it gave a reason to make a decision by midnight whether you were...
Joe was on his way to my house. I’d told him to enter through the back door, which would be unlocked. As always, I prepare for his visit with a few warm soapy enemas to clean myself up. After the enemas, I put on a garter belt with hose, bra and panties. I walked to the window to see if he’d arrived, as I took a little longer to get ready. As I got to the window, my neighbor Betty was...
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