Casey’s route was a popular one for athletes in his area. On his left was a bank of earth and tress moving down into a flowing river. On his right was a street and a series of condos and cottages. Casey was always tempted to take one of the paths that weaved between the trees, but he felt too awkward about it. It was a well-known pick-up area for gay men, and the one time he’d taken the route he almost ran into two middle aged men fucking butt naked next to the path. It was just so embarrassing that Casey didn’t want to risk it again.
Today Casey noticed something he never noticed before. People were looking at him. People were staring at his almost naked body, a vision of tanned muscle perfection, jogging alongside their cars and homes. Some gave looks of lust, others just stared for the sake of it, almost blankly. He almost felt embarrassed. He realized now that he never made a habit of wearing lots of clothes. His body was always on display to an extent.
Casey thought about turning around and getting the hell away and back home, but then he thought a little more and realized that would be a really dumb thing to do. He worked hard for his body – all that time playing rugby, staying fit, and working out at the gym didn’t just happen magically. These people were enjoying his ripped bod. Let them!
Then something happened Casey really didn’t expect. He felt a movement in his balls. Suddenly he became very aware of his dick pressed up against the material of his jockstrap. Oh shit, thought Casey, I’m getting a woodie.
It didn’t take long for his dick to inflate. Casey wasn’t particularly well endowed. His penis was about five inches when hard, so it didn’t push the fabric of his shorts out too far. The jockstrap helped too. Still, Casey became extremely self-conscious and diverted to a route between the trees. Just until his woodie died down, he thought. Then he could go back to the normal path.
But his erection stayed strong. The running was just making things worse. Every time he moved his legs back and fourth his cock got more and more excited. Casey came to a halt next to a thick tree. He could see the river below. He wished he could just get rid of his boner – jerk off or something. Now he suddenly started thinking about those guys he saw fucking the last time he was in here. They were probably in their forties, but they were pretty built. Casey remembered the one screaming out about how the other one’s hole was so tight. He’d heard that an ass hole was tighter than a vagina, but his girlfriends never let him try it.
Casey scratched the part of his pants where his dick was. He moaned softly. He was sure he was leaking precum.
Casey heard footsteps and moved his hand away from his pants instantly. From between the trees came a really gay looking guy about Casey’s age or maybe a little older. He was thin with brown hair, but muscly where it counted. He was wearing a lose top and boxer shorts. If Casey had known the word twink, he would have used it to describe this guy.
The stranger walked right up to Casey and smiled seductively.
“Wanna top me?” the stranger asked. Casey wanted to say no, but he was so horny and he couldn’t get the two men fucking out of his mind. His dick needed a release.
“Turn around,” Casey ordered. The stranger turned around and pulled down his underwear to reveal a smooth perky butt. He bent down to expose his hairless pink hole, puckering in the fresh air.
Casey had never seen another guy’s asshole like this (or at all) before. He wasn’t so much thinking of it as an ass hole, but more just as an object that would relieve his aching cock. Casey whipped out his hard cut five inches and pushed it against the stranger’s ass hole. His precum managed to lube things up a little, but he realized he’d need a little more to get it in.
Casey spit a large glob into his hand and coated the guy’s hole with it.
“Yeah, get me nice and wet,” the stranger moaned.
“Shut up,” said Casey, taking hold of the guy’s hips and thrusting his dick all the way up into the guy’s hole.
“FUCK! Jesus! Owwwwwe!” moaned the bottom.
“Oh yeah!” groaned Casey. It felt fucking amazing. So warm and tight! He started pulling his dick back and fourth, fucking the twink into the next dimension.
“Yeah! Fuck me, stud!” the bottom moaned.
“I said shut up!” said Casey, grunting as his dick slid in and out of the stranger’s tight hole. His shorts were annoying him now, so he slid them down to his trainers along with his jockstrap.
Casey was now standing butt naked in the woods with his shorts around his ankles, fucking a twink with his hard cock and amazing rugby body. It felt crazy and exhilarating. And then the obvious happened: a middle aged guy walked past along the path.
“Yeah, ride him cowboy!” the man called. Casey wasn’t even embarrassed. His body looked incredible all sweaty and pumped as he was fucking the twink stranger. Let this guy look if he wanted to. The man kept walking, looking back every now and then to catch another glimpse.
Casey was close.
“I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, pumping the twink much faster. The sound of his balls slapping against the twink sent Casey over the edge. His entire body began to vibrate and his muscles tightened more than ever as he unloaded inside the twink. He could feel the cum rushing through his hard cock into the twink’s hole, but he never saw any of it.
Casey pulled out, panting. The twink got up, turned around and smiled. Suddenly Casey became extremely self conscious, standing naked in front of this guy. His dick quickly deflated down to about two inches and he pulled on his jock and shorts.
Casey gave and awkward wave and ran away, back to the normal path by the road. He was relived, and although his body was looking more pumped than ever now, he wished he had a shirt.
Johnny lived with his father. He was eighteen, with jet-black hair that framed his face in a long fringe. He was a runner – thin and toned, unlike his father who was quite a bit more bulky. Rudy had an impressive physique for a guy in his late forties. The father and son had just finished watching a particularly sexual episode of their favorite show on a Sunday afternoon. Johnny
Johnny was really horny. He hadn’t jerked off in almost a week because every time he tried to do it in private he thought about how incredible it had been when his dad had forced him to cum outside in the garden. Masturbating inside was ruined! There just wasn’t that same sense of masculinity and hyper sensation indoors. One day Johnny’s dad was out buying groceries, so he decided to
Matthew was in his bedroom, pants down, anticipating a weekend away with his father and super hot uncle Todd. They were going to the family weekend house in the mountains to have a guys’ weekend away. Matthew’s father was ready to leave and had called Matthew three times from downstairs, but Matthew had other plans. “What is taking you so long…” Matthew’s father stormed into the
Matthew smiled to himself. This was the first time he’d ever set foot on a beach without wearing a tight speedo that showed off his dick. He was walking with Ridge and Fred, the former a classmate who does extramural photography classes, the latter his assistant for the day. Ridge had heard via the grapevine about Matthew’s exhibitionist tendencies, and figured he’d be the perfect subject
Almost the entire wall in Matthew’s first story room facing the road was a floor-to-ceiling sliding glass door. There used to be a balcony, but the previous owners had removed it for some reason. One of Matthew’s favorite activities was waking up in the early morning, opening the curtains, and jerking off in the moonlight looking out at his neighborhood. It was about 04:00 when
Matthew stood on a bench in the locker room in front of the entire senior swim team. He wore his signature light blue speedo, at least two sizes too small to show off his four inch flaccid penis and plump sack. Matthew’s body was perfectly muscled and defined – a swimmers build with a little extra from the gym. His long blond fringe and blue eyes made him look like a grown-up Ken doll. In
Matthew had just finished packing his dad’s convertible. His parents and sister were away for the weekend and he’d decided to go and visit his hot uncle Todd in the next town, about three hours drive away. Matthew wore a pair of bright yellow running shorts with white piping to accentuate his toned thighs. Normally he’d wear a pair of crisp white Calvin Kleins under them, but today
Matthew was sitting on his uncle’s chair in the lounge completely naked and masturbating his rock hard dick. It was somewhere past midnight, but Matthew couldn’t fall asleep. He was so turned on by the fact that he was spending the weekend with his incredibly hot uncle Todd. Matthew had made his bed on the couch in the living room, stripped down, and started jerking his dick to the
Matthew was driving to his grandparents’ house. He knew his grandfather would be there alone because his mother and grandmother had gone off to their weekly book club meeting. He was wearing a tank top and running shorts to show off his defined biceps and muscular legs. A while back his grandpa had seen him jerk off in the middle of the night and told his grandpa-aged friends about it.
Matthew is a tall, blonde, perfectly built 18 year old swimmer. He loves to show off his body to other (usually straight and uninterested) men. Saturday mornings Matthew got into the routine of driving down to the coast and having a jog by the beach. He wore a white t shirt which ended just above his waistline, and a tight light blue speedo that fit him properly when he was twelve.
Matthew’s plan had worked. He was sitting on the little elevated bed in his doctor’s office. His grandfather had brought him after Matthew got the old man convinced that he experienced great pain when ejaculating. Doctor Robin was probably in his mid fifties, grey and distinguished looking. The type of doctor you feel comfortable around. Matthew was sure the man was probably really
Matthew pulled up at a red light in the big black SUV his parents had gotten him for his 18th birthday party. He was thinking about how last week he’d cemented his name in locker room history when he’d openly jerked off onto a towel in front of the entire swim team. His mind wandered to what his grandpa had told him about his days on the swim team, when things were a lot more free.
The studio was open-plan: A long rectangular room with a white wall on one end and a glass wall separating it from the street on the other. At the doors sat the secretary, a blonde woman in her late twenties, and a studio assistant, a brunette guy in his early twenties. Matthew, 18, blond, built, beautiful, walked in and announced to the secretary that he had appointment with the
Matthew walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a glorified hand towel. It was too small to cover his perfectly toned swimmers body. The towel seemed to cling on for dear life, creating a slit that exposed Matthew’s upper thigh muscles as he walked. Matthew’s family was on holiday at a hotel by the beach. Matthew’s dad, mom, and sister had rooms on the other end of the hotel,
Matthew sat on his bed, naked and almost shaking with fear. He looked down at his penis. He hadn’t seen his dick this small since he’d taken a swim in a freezing lake a few years ago. His flaccid dick had shrunk down from its usual four inches to two. He put his finger around his thick shaft. It was almost hard from being so compact. The reason Matthew was so scared was because he’d
Matthew planned on making the most of his last day at the hotel. His family was off playing golf, so he was by the pool. The 18 year old swimmer with the extra toned body was a sight to see. He sat on a lounge chair wearing a tight light blue speedo that showed off his full nuts and limp four inch dick. His body was flawless and pale, reflecting the harsh sunlight. Every so often
Four 18 year old guys were hiking through the mountains in the middle of nowhere. Matthew, the tall blond built exhibitionist was with two of his friends from the swim team. They both had brown hair, were slightly taller than Matthew and in great shape but a bit leaner than Matthew because of their height and because they didn’t supplement their swimming with gym sessions. The
Matthew was away for the weekend at an adventure resort with his father who was offering the owner, his best friend, some business advice. Matthew was pretty stoked: he got his very own log cabin to stay in. And best of all, Matthew discovered, the cabin had an outside shower which was on a bank of earth overlooking a forest and one of the main paths that lead to where the activities
Teasing Mr Ryan has been a slow work in progress, starting since Matthew had just begun to show off his body to random straight guys. Mr Ryan was his best friend Mason’s dad. He was a skinny, tall, slightly awkward-looking middle aged man. (Mason was pretty hot in comparison to his parents. Matthew had no idea where he got his looks from.) Matthew always noticed Mr Ryan’s stares when
It was just past midnight, and one of Matthew’s grandfather’s friends was leading him through the halls of the old age home. The 18 year old swimmer wore a sleeveless shirt and running shorts to show off his incredibly toned body which he pumped often at the gym. He was excited for his first act of giving back to the old aged community. Everything had been planned. The old men in the
Matthew felt like he’d stepped into a really hot porn movie. He was standing in the swim team locker room, watching a row of ten guys standing butt naked jerking off onto towels held in front of them by his own team mates. It was the final step in their initiation – one Matthew had insisted on as captain. Each of the naked guys had a really hot swimmers’ body, and they were getting
Matthew had just stepped out of his morning shower. His hard muscles were bulging and his alabaster skin was glowing to match his golden hair. Wearing only a towel Matthew walked from the bathroom towards his bedroom, only to be stopped by his mom. “Matthew,” she said. “We need to talk.” “What’s up, mom?” “I know your secret,” she said. “And you don’t have to be ashamed.
This was intense. Matthew walked into the sports hall to find just about every senior boy sitting on the stands in anticipation. In front of them stood Coach Walden and the new guy who had held his towel for him when he jerked off in the locker room in front his team mates last week. He knew this was what the gathering was about: the coach had told all the senior boys they’re encouraged to
This is the final chapter in the Matthew saga. ____________________________________ A knock at Matthew’s door woke him from a deep sleep. “Come in!” he called. In walked his dad, Andrew. He was wearing a lose shirt and baggy shorts – his usual pajamas. “Son, I need to talk to you. Do you mind?” Andrew asked. “Not at all,” said Matthew, still a little sleepy. “What’s up,
Matthew had been getting much braver when it came to acting on his exhibitionist fantasies. It was partly because he didn’t care as much about his reputation because he was leaving school and town at the end of the year, and partly because every time he exhibited himself it turned out great. Matthew was ready to take thing to the next (and ultimate) level: his dad. Matthew had
After a recent episode with his father, Matthew had become braver than ever in living out his exhibitionist fantasies. The fact that he had a swimmers body that he worked to amplify at the gym was probably the reason he’d never gotten in trouble for his escapades. Well, that and the fact that he was the most popular guy at school. Matthew could not say the same for his popularity in
Driving to his grandpa’s house in his black SUV, Matthew couldn’t help but wonder what the urgent text massage had been about. It had just said to come over as soon as possible, so Matthew drove to his grandpa’s house in his shorts and vest after swim practice, enjoying the cool wind on his arms from the open window. Once inside the house, Matthew found neither one of his
Matthew was naked in his bedroom, doing push ups. He was getting really excited about his cousin Greg coming to town and staying with his family for the week. Greg was Matthew’s favourite cousin, two years his senior at twenty, tall and defined like Matthew, but with jet-black hair where Matthew was light blond. Matthew thought Greg was fucking hot, and though Greg was straight, he was
Cousins Matthew and Greg were humping the ground in Matthew’s front yard, secluded by bushes from the road. Trying out Greg’s latest creative masturbation plan, the two guys had dug dick-size holes in the ground under the grass, filled it with a little water, and were now fucking the earth like two jack rabbits. Both guys were wearing loose vests, their shorts and underwear pushed down
It was 2am when cousins Matthew and Greg snuck out of Matthew’s house butt naked. Greg was always up for a wild jerk-off game and wanted to end his stay with a bang. “Alright. We run around the block jerking until one of us cums,” said Greg. “Whoever cums first gets to tell the other guy where to cum – it can be anywhere.” “Awesome!” smiled Matthew, his dick already rock hard.
Casey was doing his daily run. It was an especially hot day, so he didn’t bother with a shirt. The 18 year old rugby jock jogged only in a pair of black running shorts that stopped mid thigh. He wasn’t very tall, but he was extremely well built. He had the body of a rugby god, perfectly complemented by a tan from many runs like this one. Casey’s route was a popular one for athletes in
Trip wasn’t very smart. Most people thought he was quite thick. He just wasn’t the kind of dude that thought stuff through, and it often resulted in him ending up in awkward situations. Like that time his family moved into the new house with the shower that didn’t have a curtain or frosted window. The house was newly built and the see-through shower window looking out onto the front lawn
Trip wasn’t very smart. Most people thought he was quite thick. He just wasn’t the kind of dude that thought stuff through, and it often resulted in him ending up in awkward situations. Like the time his dad knocked Trip awake at 5 am on a hot summer morning. Trip was sleeping butt naked on top of his sheets, a thin layer of sweat on his bulky body. Trip’s dad entered the room.
Trip wasn’t very smart. Most people thought he was quite thick. He just wasn’t the kind of dude that thought stuff through, and it often resulted in him ending up in awkward situations. Like the time his family was looking after his parents’ friends house in the mountains. Trip woke up late and rolled out of bed completely naked, his six inch morning erection pointing out from between his
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