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How My Cock Lost Its Cherry

by Richard Allen


This story was inspired by a horny reader... My best friend Derek pestered me to book a holiday with him last winter. He was a real womanizer and he just wanted to go to some place in the sun where he could get to fuck a different girl every night. The place he fancied most was Negril, Jamaica. It had a resort complex called Hedonist II and the brochure gave the impression that it was just the place to go for someone who wanted unlimited sex with strangers. I finally agreed to go with him in January. We jetted out of frozen New York City and two hours or so later we landed in sunny Montego Bay. The temperature was over eighty-five degrees and the air was more humid than Florida even. I couldn’t wait to get out off my winter clothes and take a dip in the tropical sea that lapped at the beach alongside the resort. I had worked out a lot the previous few weeks since I knew that a black guy like me would stand out in a resort patronized mainly by whites. And I just wanted to look good in comparison with the white guys. Just pride, you know. And I knew that I looked pretty good for my age, which was then thirty-five. The night before the flight, I had checked myself out carefully in my bathroom mirror. I was pleased with what I saw. I was six foot four and weighed two hundred and thirty pounds. My chest measured forty-eight inches and my waist was a trim thirty-four. My torso had a light dusting of chest hair and a love trail that went down to my crotch. I just needed to trim my crotch hair so as to show more of my cock and balls. After that I was quite satisfied with my appearance. The Hedonist II resort is separated into two areas. One is nude and the other is “prude”. I knew that I wouldn’t be comfortable walking around naked because my cock would instantly sport a hard-on at the sight of a horny guy or gal. So I didn’t plan to visit the nude side but I sure hoped that I’d get to see some naked bodies. Although I’d only been with girls, I loved to see other guys’ cocks and that was the reason that I went to the gym so much. Often after sex with a girl, I’d finish myself off to the fantasy of giving a well-hung guy a blowjob. I just hoped that it would happen some day soon. By some freak chance, I found out that I was the only black guest out of four hundred. Of course the staff were mainly black Jamaicans but they seemed to be limited in the contact that they could have with the guests. I certainly stuck out from the crowd and I was pleased that I had so many admiring glances from the other guests, both male and female. Derek and I soon got to know some of the other guests quite well. I liked one guy in particular. His name was Bill and he was about the same age as me. He was husky like a football player and well over six foot tall. He had a cute face, curly black hair and, best of all, a humorous nature. We kept each other company for most of the day. That evening, after a fantastic poolside dinner, Derek said that he didn’t feel too well and decided to turn in early. He left me in Bill’s company for the rest of the night. We chatted and listened to the steel band for a while dressed only in shorts until Bill suggested that we relax in the hot tub. The tub was huge and could take about twenty guests at a time. It was the only place prude-side that allowed naked bathing. I threw off my shorts and slipped in and marveled at the pounding of the water jets against my butt. Then Bill followed me in and, as he did, his hand “accidentally” brushed my leg. I moved over to give him more room but his hand brushed my leg again. I looked up at him and I saw his cute face smiling at me. Jeez, he had the hots for my body and my cock rapidly hardened at the thought that he wanted to have sex with me. Then Bill’s hand found my stiff cock and he fondled it. No one could see what was happening between us because of the bubbles, which was a good thing: man-to-man sex is frowned on in Jamaica. He whispered his room number in my ear before he got out of the tub and toweled off and left for his room. I hadn’t known what to say to him but now I realized that this would be the night that I lost my cherry to a guy in some way or other. I got to Bill’s room and knocked nervously on his door. He opened it and I stepped in quickly and closed the door behind me. “I...I’ve never been with a guy before,” I confessed to him. “Hey buddy, just relax,” he said with a smile, “just follow your sweet cock’s instincts. After all you came to me of its own free will.” We sat on his bed and he rubbed my shoulders to make me feel less nervous and then he told me that he would like to massage my back. Quickly whipping off my shorts, he rolled me over and, after getting himself naked, he went over to the nightstand and found some oil. He started with my neck and shoulders and then he moved on to my buttocks. Slowly but surely I began to relax. When he was finished he laid on top of me with his huge hard-on between my legs. I had never felt as horny as that ever before in my life. My nine-inch dick was dribbling its pre-cum like a tap. Then he got off me and lay on his back and I got up and caught sight of his cock for the first time. It was beer can thick and about eight inches long with a full foreskin that he pulled back so that I could see its glistening pink head. I sat beside him and kissed his neck for thirty seconds before my hand irresistibly found its way to his hot throbbing dick and grasped it. “You’ve got a lovely cock, Bill,” I said to him. “Do you mind if I suck it?” “Not at all,” he said. “That would be very nice of you,” he went on, as my face got real close to his dick. The first thing I did was to take a deep breath so that I could get to savor its smell. It was slightly musky, but manly and good. Then I tentatively licked its smooth shaft. “That’s so, so good,” Bill whispered to me and I felt an uncontrollable desire to take all of his hotrod into my mouth. I sucked him hard for a while until I could taste his salty pre-cum in my mouth for the first time. Bill’s body shivered in delight at the joy I was giving him and then I switched to suck his lollipop head. Bill groaned and moaned and told me that I was so good that he would shoot his load if I didn’t stop soon. I pulled off him and he sat up and told me he wanted to suck my dick in return. I just sighed and nodded to him and he proceeded to give me the first man-to-man blowjob that I had ever had. He ran his tongue around the head of my circumcised penis and it was a heavenly experience for me and then he found a sensitive part on my cock shaft and kept on licking it and licking it. I just didn’t care whether I was straight or homosexual. I was just having the best sex of my life and I didn’t want it to end. All through my licking and sucking, Bill urged me on in appreciation. Several times he called out to me and said things like, “You’ve got a such a smooth tongue,” and “This is truly incredible.” He then told me that he just wanted my throbbing cock inside him. “I’ve never had such a huge dick inside me before,” he explained apologetically. “But I want you to fuck me,” he said. I told him that I wanted to do it, but he would have to tell me what to do. He smiled at me and he told me that it was no problem and I just had to go slow because he had never had such a big package of meat inside him before. He told me to just make sure that I allowed time for his insides to adjust to my gigantic cock. He found a condom and he put on my throbbing dick and he stretched again over to the nightstand until he found a tube of KY jelly. After pushing and squeezing the tube up his asshole, he got down on his hands and knees. “Ready?” he asked. “Oh hell yeah,” I replied. “Well let’s go!” he exclaimed. Bill held my cock and pointed it to his pucker. When he let go, I pushed it towards his hole and I started to force it into him but he was so tight that my cockhead gave up. “Lean forward and push harder,” Bill suggested. Suddenly, I heard a “pop” and my helmet was well and truly inside him. I pushed a little harder and the shaft of my cock began to slide into his rectum. “Hey slow down, that hot cock of yours is stretching me out!” Bill blurted out. I stopped until Bill told me that I could start again. This was a sensation that I had never had with any woman before, whether or not she was a virgin. Not only did Bill’s tube feel incredibly tight and much tighter than any hole my cock had been in before, but I felt a heat that was quite incredible. I could have cum there and then and only a tremendous amount of self control kept me from losing it. Over the course of the next five minutes, I slowly buried my dick in his ass putting it in a little bit at the time until our balls were together. Then Bill held onto the bed headboard and I grabbed his waist and I slowly pulled my cock nearly out of him. Then I pushed it back into him equally slowly. “Oh yes, fuck my ass,” Bill murmured in ecstasy so I figured out that I was doing something right. I thrust in and out of him seven or eight times and then I leaned forward across his back and I put my hands alongside his on the headboard. The whole length of my cock slipped inside him with ease. I had gotten greater penetration and Bill let me know it. “Shit, you just hit a new spot, please don’t stop. Damn that feels so good.” But I did stop for a minute or so marveling at the heat and intensity - more than I had ever realized was possible. “Oh boy, this old boy is getting fucked by a real man and he likes it!” Bill cried out. “Take his ass: it belongs to you!” With my right hand I grabbed Bill’s swaggering cock while I thrust deep inside him. He started bucking against me as I humped him. Soon I felt the beginnings of orgasm. I told him to get ready for a real man to cum inside him. Just as I got to the point of no return, I pulled almost all the way out of him and then slammed into him as hard and deep as I could. As I started to shoot, Bill could take no more and his cock let go a long stream of cum all over the bedclothes. That did it for me. Feeling his cock shoot while I was holding it caused my dick to shoot longer and harder than it ever had before. I just came and came shooting six streams of cum into him before my bursting balls shouted “no more!” Quite exhausted, I fell across Bill’s back with my cock still buried deep within him. We were both tired out and sweaty but I didn’t want to pull my dick out of him. Even as my cock got softer, Bill’s ass grabbed at my dick and held it in a vice-like grip that kept me in heaven. “That was definitely not your first time,” Bill whispered to me. “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had and I’ve had many.” “I assure you that your ass just took my cock’s cherry,” I whispered to him. “I suppose that I’m just another notch on your bedpost now. But why did you say, “was?” Is it over? Do I have to pull out now? I don’t want it to end.” Bill laughed and told me that, after all my hard work, my cock needed some rest. “I know it does,” I said smiling at him, “but, unless you’re kicking me out, the night is not over and he’ll be ready for some more action in a little while. And so will I.” Bill tried to turn over but my cock was still buried in his tight ass. “Kick you out?” he remonstrated me, “don’t you dare leave me! Just let’s clean up and get some rest so that we can pick up where we left off.” I pulled my cock out of him slowly and I thrilled at its continuing sensitivity. It twitched and shot one more spurt of cum as it left his tight hole. And then a thought crossed my mind. “Bill, does this mean that I’m really gay? I came to Hedo to get laid but something like this never occurred to me. The only way that I ever thought that this would happen to me would be in a MMF threesome.” Bill thought for a minute. “I’ll let you in on a secret,” he said. “I come here at least twice a year and get a room on my own. Then I find a guy, gay or straight, that wants to have sex with me. I don’t know whether that makes them or me gay, straight or bisexual or homosexual-but-curious. That is something that we all will have to decide when we are good and ready.” I put my arms around Bill’s hunky body and pulled him to me and I gave him a deep loving kiss. “Having sex with you doesn’t make me any more gay than my having sex with a woman would make me straight,” I said to him. “But what we did together tonight felt better than any sex that I’ve ever had with a woman.” “Get some rest man,” Bill whispered to me. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” To be continued... Let me know if this story turned you on at excaliber1021439@aol.com.


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65 Gay Erotic Stories from Richard Allen

A Busy Week, Part 1

A Busy Week, Part 1 I took early retirement from teaching at fifty when my dear old Dad passed away and left me the family business to run. It’s the local florist shop and I soon found out that my loyal staff could run it with little help for me. I had a lot of time on my hands. My Dad knew that I was gay, but he was very supportive: his only disappointment was that he would never have

A Busy Week, Part 2

I just love Wednesday morning: it’s when my house cleaner Dave comes over to refresh my place and take care of my laundry. I hear him let himself in at about nine and he gets busy downstairs. I stretch my limbs in bed and stroke my hard cock and feel the beneficial effects of my Tuesday night massage. Then I think about Dave working downstairs. I had gone through quite a few

A Busy Week, Part 3

I just love waking up on Thursday morning in the manly arms of gorgeous Mark. I yearn for his first deep loving kiss and, when it happens, I shudder as our early morning stubble rasps against our chins. His cock is stiff for me and I know that it’s ready to worship my body with love and desire. There is no need for words between us: I know that he wants to fuck me desperately and

A Busy Week, Part 4

Every Friday morning I drive out of town to see my Uncle Harry. The old boy is nearly eighty now and he lives in a plush care home in the country. Despite his years, he’s quite spry and a treasure to talk to. I love to hear his stories of him and my Dad when they were young and all the mischief that they got up to. Uncle Harry has always been heavily into women. Hell, he’s been

A Busy Week, Part 5

Max and I don’t wake up until midday on Saturday, as we didn’t get to sleep much before dawn. My cock is stiff for him and I kiss his smooth neck until he begins to stir. He flutters his long eyelashes as he comes-to and he looks at me dreamily as my hand finds his rock hard cock. I pull back his foreskin and start stroking his cock as he fucks in and out of my mouth with his

A Busy Week, Part 6 Conclusion

Young bar boy Kevin always wakes me up after a few hours of sleep. He climbs over me and he makes his way to the bathroom. He has a piss and a shit and I always hear him fart. And then I hear him use the French bidet that I had installed so that my guests can clean up their ass holes. Twenty-year-old Tom is asleep and breathing heavily as eighteen-year-old Kevin gets in bed

A Fuck In The Park

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

A Horny Hitchhiker

I was standing on the motorway slip road waiting for a free lift anywhere in the direction of Scotland. It was not my luckiest day. I had been waiting hopefully for nearly an hour and nobody had stopped. Then, quite suddenly, the sky clouded over and I was drenched with a burst of torrential rain. It was dreadful and my body was soon soaked to the skin and I felt very, very

A Horny Pickup

This story is based on a real experience that an appreciative reader shared with me. I had just turned twenty-two when my mother rang me from Florida with the news that she was getting married again. Her new man was already living at her place along with his twenty-three-year-old son, Jason, who would soon be my step-brother. I was pleased for her. She had been lonely for a long time

A Horny Teenager In The Block, Part 1

After five years in my apartment, I decided that my lounge furniture was out of date: much of it had been left behind by my former flatmate after he had walked out on me owing me a lot of money. He simply stopped coming up with the rent after he let me fuck him for the first time. I suppose it was really my fault: I got to like fucking him regularly and he knew how much my cock

A Horny Teenager In The Block, Part 2

I was resting in bed with handsome young Bobby in my arms and reflecting on the awesome sex that we had had just minutes ago. How lucky I was to have this barely legal boy to fuck and suck. My hand caressed his smooth butt as he sucked my left nipple until it was hard. Then he reached up and kissed me lovingly with his smooth tongue deep inside my mouth. I felt his stiff cock

A Horny Visit To Gay Dallas, Part 1

My passion for writing gay erotic stories has brought me into cyber-contact with hundreds of horny sweet guys. All of them have been so appreciative of my writing; their encouragement for me to write more keeps my fingers very busy. Quite a few of my readers have become good friends of mine and I rely on their advice when I’m unsure about making an important decision. I can share my

A Horny Visit To Gay Dallas, Part 2

I woke the next day with a raging hard-on and an overfull bladder. Jumping quickly out of bed, I headed straight to the bathroom and, when my cock’s stiffness subsided somewhat, I took a leisurely long piss thinking about the day ahead. This would be the day that I would meet up with Nathaniel for the first time in the flesh. I was just so hopeful of him loving me as much as he

A Hot Weekend, Part 1

The weathermen were right for once, I thought looking out from my hotel at the blue sky and sea. They had predicted a heat wave for the whole of the holiday weekend and I had taken their advice and motored from London to the Welsh coast for a short seaside break. I had had no particular destination in mind but I chose to avoid the crowds. The small village had looked perfect to me

A Hot Weekend, Part 2

After my sexy morning session with young Gareth, I went back to the hotel, took a cool shower and changed into fresh shorts and a top. It was time to eat, I thought to myself. I decided to take a tour of the area to find a nice pub. A few miles from the village, I caught site of a tiny inn at the side of a small river. It had a sign advertising bar food. I slowed down my car,

A Hot Weekend, Part 3

That evening was balmy and all I needed to wear was a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. I ate ravenously at the hotel and drove back to the pub at about nine. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. Gareth and Sion were running the bar. Most of the crowd was in their early twenties, a good ten years younger than I was. But they were very friendly and I had a good time

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 1

It was a beautiful spring morning. I took my coffee out on to the patio and sat down at a table in my dressing gown and gazed at my garden. It was very, very private being screened on all sides by mature trees and shrubs. I had turned fifty and had been lucky enough to be able to retire and live off the rents that my property investments brought in. I was still in good shape and

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 2

I watched quite a bit of TV that evening in order to take my mind off Tim. I was not very successful. My thoughts wandered again and again to my new lover and I was perpetually horny after our afternoon encounter. I hadn’t felt as excited as this for ages. Eventually, I dressed myself in a smart casual top and dark slacks and drove down to the King’s Head. Tim was doing his stuff

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 3

I was up very early the next morning. I had already worked at my word processor for an hour before I decided to take Tim a cup of tea. His face looked boyish in his slumber and I thought twice about waking him. The noise of the cup and saucer being placed on the bedside cabinet was enough to make him stir. “Morning, old son,” I whispered to him. “I’ve brought you some tea.”

A Present From France, Part 1

How many thirty-five year old English guys were lucky enough to wake that morning with an arm around a beautiful, naked nineteen-year-old French boy? Well at least one and that was me. I clutched his buttocks and pulled his body to mine so that our stiff cocks were pressed side by side between us. Thierry stirred and rewarded me with a loving wet kiss. “I want to fuck you,” he said

A Present From France, Part 2

I was glad to hear the radio announcer say that it was four o’clock that afternoon. It was, at last, time to pick Thierry up. I changed into shorts after spraying my private parts and armpits with my most expensive cologne. Did he miss me as much, I wondered. Only time would tell. He was waiting for me as I brought my BMW to a halt. He got in and immediately started stroking my

A Singapore Sling, Part 1

The Background: Singapore’s a small island in South East Asia about three times the size of Washington DC. It has a population of four million people. Most of them are of Chinese descent with minorities of Malays and Indians. Quite a few are of mixed race like me. The country is highly developed and has a standard of living like countries in the West. It’s a great place to live:

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 1

My libido increases as the temperature soars... The weathermen were right for once, I thought as I looked from my hotel room at the blue sky and sea. They had predicted a heat wave for the whole of the holiday weekend. Taking them at their word, I had driven to the coast for sun, sand and, hopefully, some hot man-to-man sex. I didn’t have a particular place in mind but I wanted

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 2

After my sexy morning session with young Dick, I went back to the hotel, took a cool shower and changed into fresh shorts and a top. It was time for a late lunch, I thought to myself. I decided to take a tour of the area to find a nice place to eat. A few miles from the main resort, I caught site of a tiny inn at the side of a small river. It had a sign advertising bar food. I

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 3

That evening was balmy and all I needed to wear was a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. I ate ravenously at the hotel and drove back to the inn at about nine. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. Dick and Jon were running the bar. Most of the crowd was in their early-to-late teens, a good ten years younger than I was. But they were very friendly and I had a good time

A Sunny Day In Scotland

My thanks to a Scottish reader who inspired this story... Wow! It was a sunny day and that wasn’t normal in Scotland. We get the Atlantic Westerly winds most of the time; and that means rain and more rain. I got into my dad’s car and cruised around the town in the hope that I could meet a friend and go to the beach for the day. I was just over twenty and I was as horny as hell.

An End To Denial, Part 1

I was lucky to save enough from my first year's salary to take a holiday in Bangkok after my girl friend and I had finally split up. There had been something wrong with our relationship for some time but I couldn't put my finger on what was the root of the trouble between us. We just drifted apart. I was left with the feeling that I just wasn't a marrying kind of guy. Bangkok

An End To Denial, Part 2

My two new friends, Paul and Dave, took me that evening to their favourite gay disco in Bangkok. The club was a huge cavern of a place and teemed with men of all races and ages. We were lucky to get a table on one of the higher levels that overlooked the central dance floor. I ordered some beer and Paul and Dave walked hand in hand together down the stairs and began to dance

An End To Denial, Part 3

I woke up very early and I saw the huge red fireball of the rising tropical sun through the window of my room. My cock was stiff and I stroked it and looked at my new sweet Thai lover who was still asleep beside me. I rubbed his unblemished skin with my hand starting with his chest. Then my hand found his crotch. Young William's dick was as hard as mine. I stroked it lovingly.

An End To Denial, Part 4

After breakfast, we lounged around the pool for an hour or so. We chatted about the previous evening and I began to realize that they both had the hots for me. I was beginning to want to know them better. I stood up and slipped off my shorts to reveal a black see-through pair of boxers. I was playing up to them. Then I dove into the pool. When I came out, I could see Paul and Dave

Ben Takes My Cherry

This story was inspired by a reader who likes my work... You’d probably think that a forty-seven year old married man like me with two teenage kids would not be a reader of gay erotic stories on the Internet. But how wrong you’d be. I surf at each opportunity when my wife and kids are out of the way. I just love to feel my seven-inch cock getting hard when I read about all those

Black Bobby And His Lad, Part 1

[NOTE: This story is a sequel to A New Gardener Brings Me Joy in the Older/Younger category...] My new partner had landed himself a good part in a touring play that meant I would be alone for two whole weeks. Work-wise I wasn’t very busy and I was getting lonely and bored. I desperately needed something to occupy my mind and, hopefully, someone to occupy my body. The weather

Black Bobby And His Lad, Part 2

The next morning, I woke up at the sound of Bobby slamming the door of his pick-up truck. He was off for the patio materials, I thought as I opened my eyes. I saw Terry smile at me and I smiled back and put my arm around him. Terry snuggled up and kissed me. “Thanks for last night,” Terry said. “You were brilliant. I loved every minute of you.” “Me, too,” I said. “No one has

Brother-In-Law

This story was inspired by a reader’s first time with a man... I was raised in a small town close to Savannah, Georgia. It was a good place to grow up in: you know, a friendly courteous community where everyone had time to care for each other and hardly anything bad happened. My dad had died suddenly when I was three years old and, luckily, my mom was able to look after me and

Chance Encounters In London Town

Chapter 1: On With The Show The phone rang and I picked it up. It was my old friend Paul who I was expecting to accompany me that evening. “I can’t make it tonight,” Paul said apologetically. “I’ve come down with a very bad migraine. I just have to go to bed and sleep it off if I can.” “Don’t worry mate,” I replied, “I’ll go on my own if needs be. Get your head down and you’ll

Energy Supply, Part 1

Energy Supply, Part 1 Energy comes in a variety of forms... I am American and I’m gay but shit, that’s not to say that I go for every piece of ass that comes my way. I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of

Falling In Love With My Teacher

Part 1 “My father was so pleased with my examination results that he gave me a hundred pounds,” I said to my best mate Joe. “You deserved it, Billy,” Joe replied. “You were the only one in the form to get A grades in all subjects. He must be as pleased as Punch with you.” The results had come in the post that morning and brought the suspense to an end for both of us. We were

Finding My Way, Part 1

This story is based on what a sweet young reader shared with me over the Net. I grew up in New Jersey in a comfortable family. My sis and me had every advantage: our folks were professionals and they had the earning power to send us to the best schools. I suppose that we were “preppies” from day one. We were born with silver spoons in our mouths but I knew that I had a secret

Finding My Way, Part 2

The last semester of the year was a real grind. If I didn’t pass the end-of-year exams at my pre-med school in Ithaca in upstate New York I’d have to repeat the year and that wouldn’t please my Mom and Dad. I wasn’t going to have much time to pick up horny guys that term, I thought to myself. My ass was going to ache for cock for weeks on end. Gradually I got on top of all my

Football Crazy

It was Sunday morning and I was up much earlier than usual. I had rashly promised the coach of my local pub’s football team to substitute for an injured player. I put the kettle on and I got into my tracksuit and packed my kit. Then I sat down and drank a few cups of instant coffee as I thought about the game with apprehension. I hadn’t played for a year or so and I didn’t want

Fucking In Public Places, Part 1

My partner Dave and I went downtown last weekend to visit our favorite stripper bar. It’s the hottest place in town. You have to be a member to get in. That’s how the management gets away with the raunchiest performances that go all the way. We’ve gotten to know Mario, who works out the routines and the music for his horny stripper guys. He’s nearly seventy now but he is young at

Horny College Boys, Part 1

It was a beautiful warm and sunny June day and I was looking through my window at the fine view. I had been lucky in getting a room of my own in the university hall of residence that overlooked the sea. My desk was covered with open textbooks from which I had been taking notes. June was an examination month and I was studying the current module hard. I had worked solidly all

Horny College Boys, Part 2

I wanted to know more about my horny new freshman friend as we lay in each other’s arms. “When did you find out that you liked blokes?” I asked him. “When I was eleven,” he replied. “My cock got stiff when I was in the swimming pool changing room looking at an older boy’s huge dick.” “Did anything happen between you?” I asked him. “No,” he replied. “It was quite some time before I

Horny College Boys, Part 3

“There goes your new boyfriend,” Ben said teasingly as we ate our supper in the refectory that evening. “What do you think of him?” I asked him, looking up at Tom as he walked to a table opposite us. “He’s quite a dish. I like the bulge in his shorts. He must have a huge cock,” he replied. “Shall I ask him over?” I asked him after a pause. “He’s on his own.” “It’s Saturday

Horny Young Harry, Part 1

That Friday afternoon was a hot one and I sat at my patio table overlooking my very private garden. The neighbourhood was very quiet with most people still at work. How lucky I was, I reflected: my business largely ran itself and I only had to get involved with strategic decisions. Much of my time was free for me to enjoy myself. And I certainly had no trouble doing that. I sat

Horny Young Harry, Part 2

After making passionate love to my young next-door neighbour Harry all day, we had met four eighteen-year-olds in the pub celebrating the birthday of the youngest of them. Birthday Boy and I had jerked each other off in the loo and I had suggested that they all come back to my place. We left the pub in a state of excitement wondering what was going to happen between us... My lounge

Hot Piano Man

This story is dedicated to a talented gay piano player whom I’ve gotten to know through the Internet... I moved to Fort Lauderdale some years ago after my first visit to this gay paradise. New York was the greatest place on earth to live; I still miss it a lot. But the long hard winters became a bit much for an older guy like me and I just love the Florida climate: no snow and ice

How My Cock Lost Its Cherry

This story was inspired by a horny reader... My best friend Derek pestered me to book a holiday with him last winter. He was a real womanizer and he just wanted to go to some place in the sun where he could get to fuck a different girl every night. The place he fancied most was Negril, Jamaica. It had a resort complex called Hedonist II and the brochure gave the impression that

Hunky The Hustler, Part 1

I was only nine when I had woken up in bed and saw my uncle jerking his huge cock off next to me. I’ve been jacking off ever since. I come from a poor family in the East End of London where kids had to share a bed with another member of the family. Years later, after I had turned eighteen, my uncle found my gay magazines in our bedroom. He soon took my virginity when he came

Hunky The Hustler, Part 2

I didn’t wake up the next day until the middle of the afternoon. What a night, I thought to myself as I remembered my last fuck. My cock was as stiff as a poker and I wanked myself off as my mind pictured the gorgeous guy whom I had shagged the night before. It was not often that I had fucked such a handsome twenty-two-year-old four times in one night. I massaged my huge balls with

Hunky The Hustler, Part 3

I was on the hustle again after a few nights off the game. I had stayed with a friend on the South Coast during the short June heat wave that passes for an English summer and had had a wail of a time. My friend’s flat had a private rooftop sun bathing area that we had made full use of. We had sucked and fucked each other until we were sore and I had a wad of Polaroids to remind us

I Just Needed A Break, Part 1

What a hell of a mess, I thought on the outbound holiday flight. It hadn’t been really my fault, after all. Why couldn’t Chris have behaved more reasonably? Surely, he could have forgiven just one indiscretion in a relationship, which had lasted over five years. What on earth had got into him to walk away like that? What had been achieved? I took off for a break in Tenerife, a

I Just Needed A Break, Part 2

The weather in Tenerife was great that morning and I decided to get some sun. I was pleased to find that the roof of my hotel provided a nude sun bathing area. When I got there I found that there were separate areas for men and women. I soon stripped off and rubbed myself all over with sun barrier. Then I lay down on my back for a full hour soaking up the sun. Eventually, my

Karl On The Prowl

Last night, I was being shagged to madness by my horny black pick-up. My mate had an enormous stiff cock that lunged in and out of me as I bit the pillow. I felt my mate’s balls clang into mine at each inward stroke and I groaned with joy. My own cock was burning in his hand. I was close to cumming but I wasn’t quite there yet. We had met at a gay bar in the West End. I had been

Lucky With Guys

I sat at my desk in my bedroom trying desperately to work up the enthusiasm needed for me to complete my assignment. I had just turned nineteen and had started to study at the local university. The next three years were going to be a hard slog, I thought to myself. After half an hour, I decided to take a shower to liven myself up. When I returned naked to my bedroom, I opened my

My First Time With A Guy

I knew that I was gay from the first time that I saw my uncle naked. I was about ten at the time and I was staying the weekend with my mother’s younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full-length mirror. “Sorry,

On With The Show

The phone rang and I picked it up. It was my friend Paul. “I can’t make it tonight,” Paul said apologetically. “I’ve come down with a bad migraine.” “Don’t worry mate,” I replied, “I’ll go on my own. Get your head down and you’ll be okay tomorrow.” I tried to call a few friends whom I knew would be interested in going with me but they were not at home. I then dressed up in my

Reaching For The Stars, Part 1

I slowed down at the security gate of the North Country Royal Air Force base and got out of my car. I handed the security officer my letter of invitation. It gave me clearance to enter the base in the name of the Wing Commander. The gate was raised for me and I parked outside the main building where I was met by a senior officer. My mission was to low-fly in a Tornado fighter over

Reaching For The Stars, Part 2

Robert was the first to wake up and he realized that he only had half an hour before he was on duty at the base. He woke me up and asked me to take him there. We dressed quickly. David stirred as we were leaving. “You can have a lie-in if you want, Dave. I’ll be back in half an hour,” I said. “Thanks, mate,” he replied, “I’m not on duty until this afternoon.” I dropped Robert

Reaching For The Stars, Part 3

I had dropped Robert off at the RAF base at nine thirty and thanked him for all he had done for me during my visit. I promised him copies of the photographs that I had had taken during our low flying experience of the previous two days and a copy of my magazine article after publication. “Please look me up anytime you find yourself in my area,” I told him as we shook each other’s

The Black Centrefold

I had spent the previous night shagging a boyfriend to death in his London flat and I was waiting for a train to take me home out of town. It had been a night to remember and I still felt horny for my mate’s tight ass and huge dick. I had a half-hour to wait and took the opportunity to take a piss. By chance, I found myself pissing next to a tall black guy. The hairs on the back of

The Horny Hardhat, Part 1

After working at home all morning, I made myself a quick lunch and then drove a few miles to a building site. A mate of mine in Australia had asked me to give him a progress report on the construction of a new house that he was buying before he returned home. I parked my car and soon found plot twelve. Things looked as if they were progressing well. The brickwork and roof were

The Horny Hardhat, Part 2

I spent the rest of the afternoon preparing a meal for Robert and myself. He was coming over at six for an evening of loving sex. From time to time, my cock stiffened as my memories of the afternoon flashed through my head. The doorbell rang at six sharp and I let him in. I saw that he had really dressed up for the occasion. He looked impeccable in a yellow open-necked shirt with

The Horny Hardhat, Part 3

Later that night we went to Robert’s chosen venue in a taxi. The only clue he had given me as to the type of place he was taking me was his insistence that we both wear shorts without underwear. Then the taxi driver made a comment that excited me. He warned us that if we didn’t want to find ourselves taking part in an orgy, we should leave before midnight. Robert smiled at me and

The Horny Hardhat, Part1

After working at home all morning, I made myself a quick lunch and then drove a few miles to a building site. A mate of mine in Australia had asked me to give him a progress report on the construction of a new house that he was buying before he returned home. I parked my car and soon found plot twelve. Things looked as if they were progressing well. The brickwork and roof were

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