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The Completed Pass

by D.B. Reed


"Douglas Reed" I answered into my phone and I began to get hard immediately as I recognized the voice on the other end of the line. It happened to me all the time. "Hey Tim, what's up?" I asked (knowing that one thing "up" was my big cock). He told me that he'd gotten together a Saturday football game with guys from the old neighborhood. "You gotta' come Doug! Tony Santelli, Jim Janowski, Patrick Flynn... they're all going to be there. What do you say?" My mind flashed back to when we were kids and would get a pick-up game together. Even back then I was so hot for Tim I could hardly stand it. I'd always try to get him on my team, have him serve as center when I would quarterback so that I could get right up close to his beautiful muscular ass and his thickly coated legs. Tim's almost two years younger than me, but you'd never guess it to look at him. As a fourteen- year old he was able to grow a beard and if we were on opposing teams I always tried to make sure that my team was "shirts" and his was "skins". Playing touch football in the vacant lot behind Eric Schmidt's house gave me a legitimate opportunity to put my hands on his hairy body on a regular basis. Our neighborhood was a real melting pot of ethnic cultures. My own four grandparents, for instance, were Polish, Italian, Swedish and German and there were plenty of Irish and a handful of Jews and even the Mitropoulos family. The five kids in our family are evidence of these various cultures. I think I got most of the Swedish characteristics from my mother. Tall, blond and blue-eyed I was still athletic in school though my football playing was limited to those back lot games after which I would go home and beat off fantasizing about Tim's hairy body. "So what do you say Dougie? Can you make it?" he asked, and I told him I would be there. I had a breakfast meeting scheduled and my wife had tickets to a matinee in the afternoon. Somehow I would get out of both of those for the chance to play a game of "shirts" and "skins" with him again. The game was to be held at a park near Tim's new apartment. The old neighborhood was still around, but it wasn't the same place anymore. Kids living there now usually carry knives or even guns. The vacant lot behind Schmidt's is now an auto salvage yard, completely overrun with rats. Tim and I, as well as Tony, Jimmy, Eric and Patrick had sort of separated after high school, each of us going our separate ways after college. Among our football group is a doctor, a school principal, a nuclear physicist, an accountant (me) and a success ful advertising executive (Tim). As for my work the rest of the week it was worthless. All I could think about was seeing Tim that weekend. Oh sure, we'd seen one another many times over the years and I talk to him often, but this would be an opportunity to get my hands on his hunky and hairy body again. By Friday I was a nervous wreck and when I took my wife of 10 months out to dinner (to make up for having to cancel on the Saturday matinee) I wasn't very good company. We went home and had sex, but it wasn't very satisfying for either of us. All I could think about was Tim as I went through the motions of love-making. There were twelve of us there, some in better shape than others after years of minimal regular exercise. Some of them hadn't see each other for years, and we needed a while to catch up on how many kids everyone had, who was still (or no longer married) and what kind of car everyone was driving. It was a beautifully warm early Fall day, Indian summer had returned the heat and humidity to the air. We chose up teams (Tim and I were the opposing captains) and I waited nervously as the coin toss determined that his team would take possession of the ball first. It was my call then as to who was to be shirts and who skins. Of course you can imagine what my choice was and Tim and his teammates began peeling off their shirts. Someone made a comment about not realizing that one of the ethnic groups from our neighborhood was gorilla. "Huh?" Dr. Eric Schmidt said, and his cousin Frank said "I'm talking about Tim. Look at him, he's a fuckin' ape-man!" The good-natured teasing continued for a minute or so, and only I didn't join in. I was so turned on by the sight of his bare (bear!) upper body that I couldn't even speak. I was immediately glad I'd worn a heavy-duty jock because I was throwing a full-fledge boner the minute he bared his chest. As an offensive player I wasn't worth shit that day, but every time Tim got the ball I was on him in an instant anxious for the opportunity to touch him. Rules of the game were two-hand touch below the waist, but I caught myself breaking that rule often. The game broke up shortly after noon, most of the guys were too out of shape to go any longer. Sanatelli had to go into work and Alex Mitropoulos (a recently ordained Greek Orthodox priest) had to go perform a wedding. Finally, everyone was gone, leaving me and Tim alone. "Wow, Sheila's going to throw me out of the house the way I smell!" I said, and Tim said I was welcome to stop at his place for a shower. "It's just around the corner, and you haven't seen my new place anyhow". "Should we drive there?" I asked, and he said I'd never find a parking place. "Leave your car here, we'll walk". Much to my delight Tim didn't bother to put his shirt on, not until we got to the building where a doorman greeted us. "Hello Cyril" Tim said, and the black guard/doorman greeted him politely. In the elevator we didn't speak but I could feel my heart pounding due to the nearness of our bodies there in that confined area. "Wow, this is great!" I said, responding to my first look at his new place. It was very modern with open areas and no walls between living and sleeping areas. The kitchen was a gourmet cook's dream and his bathroom was about as big as my entire first apartment. "You want the shower first?" I asked him, and his answer both stunned and delighted me. "It looks big enough for both of us, don't you think? C'mon Doug it'll be like back in high school after gym class when we'd all pile into the shower stalls and take our 90 second showers". He pulled his shirt up over his head again and the sight of his lushly haired upper body gave me the courage to say "We're not going to be limited to 90 seconds are we Tim?" "Hell no, we can stay in there all afternoon or at least until the hot-water heater gives out" he insisted, and he stepped out of his shorts and jock. I did the same and forced myself not to look at him for fear that I would throw an immediate erection. The shower truly was huge, big enough that we each had plenty of room. All of a sudden though Tim said "Hey Doug, do my back will you?" and he handed me a bar of soap on a rope. "Yeah ....uh...sure" I said, rubbing the bar across his hairy back and lathering the soap. I ran my hands over the broad surface of his back, eager to move lower but not daring to. Already I could feel my cock stiffening and I was trying to regain control. Then he turned around to face me and I saw that he was throwing a rod as well. He reached down and wrapped both his hands around my hard 11-incher and told me how jealous he was. I cupped my hands around his hugely mounded hair-washed pectorals and told him how much I dug his thick body-coat. "Frank said I look like an ape" he said, and I replied "Yeah, and I love it! Aw Jesus Tim I've been hot for you since you were fourteen. I lay awake at night dreaming about running my hands and my face all over your hairy body." "Well you're not dreaming now man. This is for real! and he dropped to his knees right there in the shower and took the first several inches of my swollen, aroused cock in his mouth. I put my hands on his darkly haired head and forced him further onto my dick, realizing that I was not going to last long as excited as I was. I exploded into his face and he started swallowing furiously, then stood up in the shower and pressed his mouth to mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth and allowing me to taste my own come. It wasn't the first time I'd tasted it, but it was oh-so- much better inside Tim's mouth. I wrapped my arms around him, ran my hands down his back until I reached his incredibly hairy butt, cupped my hands around the two of the furry globs and squeezed them tightly as I pressed my still erect cock against his. I'm not sure how long we were in the shower but the water started running cool and he suggested that we move to the bed. We never made it that far, pausing just out- side the shower to begin kissing again. "Oh Jesus Doug I want you to fuck me, I've wanted that for years!" he blurted out, and he turned to put his hands against a table, presenting his hairy ass to me. "Here, use this" he said, grabbing a can of shaving gel and handing it to me. I squirted a liberal amount of it onto my hand, them smeared about half of it onto the head of my cock and the rest right into the crack of his incredibly hairy ass. "Oh yeah oh do it!" he grunted as I positioned my hard 11-incher right at the opening of his ass-hole and pushed forward. "Ouch!" he yelled and I asked him if I should stop. "You do and I'll die!" he said, urging me to fuck him and fuck him rough and hard. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this man!" he said. "Oh yeah baby, oh yeah, you've got it all!" I said once I had the entire shaft inside him. "Okay then do it, hurt me with that big fucker!" he said. I slammed into him and the sounds of my body slapping against his hairy butt sounded like slaps. The shaving get inside his hole slurped and gurgled as I rammed in and out of him. Later on, laying next to him and nuzzling my face in his furry arm-pit I mentioned how we should have done this years ago. "Guess we'll have to make up for lost time" he said with a grin as he squeezed his hand around my yet-again hard cock. "You going to mom's for dinner tomorrow?" he asked, and I said we were. "Maybe we can sneak upstairs while ma and Shelia do the dishes. Trust me, big brother, I intend to turn every fantasy fuck I've ever had with you into a reality. "How about we start right now" I said, rolling over and presenting my horny ass-hole to him He showed me how easy it was to take cock up my ass if I was hot enough for it. After all the years I'd waited for this day, I was more than hot enough for it from my hairy younger brother.


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45 Gay Erotic Stories from D.B. Reed

A Man For All Seasons

It's a perfect job for a guy like me. I let my younger brother live in my apartment most of the year, and when I'm in town he moves back in with the folks to give me privacy. Generally speaking, I'm not home much. My profession as a plant breeding specialist demands that I do a considerable amount of traveling throughout the year in order to study climate and soil conditions which

Can't Get Enough

"Richard, wake up Richard, I want you to fuck me again!" I said, shaking the well-built arms of my latest lover. "C'mon man, I need to have your big cock filling my hot ass-hole, I have to be fucked!" I said, my voice urgent with lust. "Oh please Richard" I begged, "wake up and fuck me again!" It had only been about an hour since the

Caught--At Home

She acted a little hesitant when I suggested that I drop by to visit them while I was in town. My mother had recently remarried and was very frank with me that she was concerned my arrival might cause a problem. "Aw, c'mon mom, it's only for a couple of days" I insisted, and she finally agreed to let me visit the Connecticut farm that her new husband had bought for

Caught--At School

I'll bet you figure because I spend a lot of time at school after hours that I'm a very serious student. That couldn't be farther from the truth. It's just that I can't get a ride home until later on, so I'm sort of forced to spend the extra time. Six weeks past my eighteenth birthday, I'm certainly capable of driving myself home but there's this little problem with my driver's

Caught--In The Convent

I remember Sr. Carmella being in charge back when I went to school at St. Dominic's. She had to be at least 100 years old--even back then. We called her Sr. "Cruella" at the time, for obvious reasons. Never in all my wildest of dreams did I ever imagine I'd be back at that place, but the alternative of jail seemed to be a bit harsh to handle. Okay, I got caught doing

Caught....In The Locker Room

I went to work that year with a resolve not to make the same mistakes I'd made before. After all, things were different now! I was a married man, with a newborn baby and the responsibility of providing for my family and all. My new principal (she insisted on being called Ms. McGuire) had evidently not heard of the circumstances behind my leaving my last job. Or else she didn't give

Caught...With The Soccer Jock

It was exactly a week after I took the team and individual pictures that I sent the photos to school, though Todd's went directly to his house in a plain manila envelope. Not wanting to trust it to the mail, I hand- delivered it......okay, I had other reasons for personal delivery. In the week since I'd talked the hunky high school senior (over 18 !) into posing for me for

Conan And Friends

Having successfully eluded the latest trap of Hissah Zul, Conan Zzeben and Bayu sent the dwarf Otli on his way to a family festival. The little man had invited the three others to join in the festivities but seemed genuinely please when they declined. You see, at 4 feet tall, Otli was the tallest ranking member of the tribe of dwarfs which were his predecessors. Otli's

Dario 'n Dad, Part 1

Dario 'n Dad (Part I) Even as a toddler he clearly took after his mother's side of the family, those dark curls and big blue eyes the combination of her Italian father and Polish mother's ancestry. Dario's name comes from a combination of my father (David) and my wife's pappa (Mario). He used to always say that he wanted to play basketball and that since I was tall

Dario 'n Dad, Part 2

Dario 'n Dad (Part II) It wasn't until the next morning when I woke up that I realized he must've come at the same time. Jesus, there were mats of crusted over spunk all over his hairy body, matting the fur together and making him look like a new-born puppy who's mother hadn't bothered to clean him off after giving birth. I decided to take on that job, and

Dario 'n Dad, Part 3

Dario 'n Dad (Part III) Author's note----earlier versions of part III have not been posted, perhaps because they contained some pretty hot descriptions of Dario's initiation to man- to-man sex with a high school teacher/coach when Dario was well below the age of eighteen. All of you readers will just have to imagine that hot scenario. Hopefully removing it from

Dear John

Chance encounters? Hardly! Except for just a couple Of times, I've pretty much planned "accidentally" running into him. I first met John about three years ago. He came to student teach at the school where I was a seasoned veteran and I was immediately attracted to his short muscular build, his good looks and his personality. Also I had this deep down feeling that he might be

Down On The Farm

It wasn't easy being the only boy with 6 sisters out in the middle of Iowa farm-country. It seemed for a while there that my only good friends were the sheep I raised for 4-H. Okay, I know it's sort of kinky, but I may as well level with you right away about me and the sheep. I matured earlier than most of my class-mates at school... none of them could understand it when

For Sale By Owner

We'd lived in that house for several years and it just got too small for us. I figured it would sell immediately and couldn't believe when it didn't. Each time of the year presents a new pain-in-the-ass as far as owning a vacant home. In the winter it was the danger of freezing pipes. Spring rains brought the threat of flooding, and in the summer the lawn had to be mowed.

Former Coach/Future Lover

I took notice of him right away that first day. It was a huge lecture class that met at 8:00 in the morning and it wasn't going to be very easy to drag myself out of bed to get there. At least the weather was still nice. The professor up front used a huge screen and a PA system in order to be seen and heard before the class of approximately 300. It didn't take long for me

Happy Birthday Baby!

"Oh yeah, oh fuck me harder. Make me cum all over your big hairy chest man!" I shouted. "I want to blow my load all over your face!" I insisted, and he told me that's what he wanted to. Arching his back to drive his massive cock farther into me, he swore like a sailor or a trucker rather than a stock broker and every foul word from his mouth excited me more

Jason's Big Crush

As his huge hard cock pumped deep up into my eager ass-hole I could hardly believe it was finally happening. I lay there with my legs wrapped around him to drive him further into the dark recesses of my aching chute and thought of all the times I'd fantasized about this very moment. I think my first sexual feeling was about him. I remember being about 12 years old and looking

Late-night

I looked at the clock and realized that he was nearly an hour later than when he said he'd be there. Damn! I was so fucking horny I could hardly stand it. I couldn't wait to feel his big cock up my hot ass-hole. For all of you who are pro wrestling fans you'll appreciate the fact that he looks like an absolute double for Arne Anderson, big and blond and stocky and built like

My Birthday Present

Okay, I wasn't really born until 4:38 in the afternoon but as far as the law was concerned I was legally eighteen from the stroke of midnight the night before. This was the day I'd been waiting for four years and I wasn't going to risk letting it pass by without getting what I wanted. He came by the house every week or so to check things out. As part of their divorce

My Brother

I sat with my grandfather at the family picnic and I think he sensed it would be his last. His oxygen tank was attached to the wheelchair in order to give him a constant supply of air. "Go on Danny, go play volleyball with the rest of the guys" he urged me, but I told him I didn't feel much like it right then. This particular picnic was also a graduation party

My Brother The Black Sheep

I couldn't recall the last time I'd seen him, or even the last time he'd called home. My folks seemed concerned about him coming back to visit, though I wasn't sure why other than knowing that my brother Jack was the black sheep of the family. A week shy of my eighteenth birthday, I was the "baby" of the family, with Jack being the oldest at 33. The three girls

My Dad's Twin Brother

Evidently, back when they were my age my dad and his twin brother looked so much alike that even their mother sometimes couldn't tell them apart....until they opened their mouth anyway. Then the difference between them became immediately obvious, because of their almost totally different personalities. Now it's easy to tell them apart because my ultra-conservative

My Night With Les Stine

Just about the time I graduated from college and got my first job the video industry had pretty much perfected the VHS tape. What a good deal for me! I think I must've spent half my first year's salary on porno tapes, and one of my favorite male sex flick stars was a guy named Les Stine. Les looked to be in his early twenties and he loved to be fucked. In some of his

Riding The Lawnboy

I rounded the corner and drove into the cul-de-sac where we'd lived for the last 15 years and there he was. "Oh shi-i-it!" I said aloud, reacting to the sight of him behind the lawn mower. I remember being turned on by him when he was hardly even a teen-ager. No wait, he was just twelve when I caught myself fantasizing about him. Okay wait! Stop right there! That's

Set Up For Life!

".....where you will remain in custody until a date eight months from today at which time, according to the dictates of this state, you will be put to death by electrocution. May God have mercy on your soul young man". At first I just sat there dumbfounded by what I was hearing, but then as the deputies came and handcuffed me to lead me off to the state penitentiary I started

Sex And The 7-11

It's not the first time this has happened to me, and it probably won't be the last either. I was at the neighborhood gas station/convenience mart and watched as this real hunky guy left his wife (?) pumping the gas while he headed off to the store area. He looked hot! Really hot in a pair of khaki slacks (nicely filled out by a solid muscular butt) and a T-shirt that wasn't

The Barber

I'll never forget the first time he came into the shop. It was a Thursday morning just before noon and we were getting ready to close up for the day. (We're only open 'til noon on Thursday). I had the Corcoran brat in my chair, giving him his monthly buzz-cut and my partner Rob was just finishing up on Mr. Sutton, the old geyser who comes in every other Thursday for a trim.

The Bear Hunter

I know people who take vacation days on the first day of hunting or fishing season so that they can get the jump on the competition. I don't go to that extreme, because I do my hunting all year long. Being a school teacher is a great occupation for me because it gives me the whole summer to hunt for my favorite prey.....bear! Before you turn me into the game warden I

The Completed Pass

"Douglas Reed" I answered into my phone and I began to get hard immediately as I recognized the voice on the other end of the line. It happened to me all the time. "Hey Tim, what's up?" I asked (knowing that one thing "up" was my big cock). He told me that he'd gotten together a Saturday football game with guys from the old neighborhood. "You

The Diary

Yes, I remember exactly the day I found the diary. We were up in my uncle Grady's attic, where I'd just fucked my cousin Eric and was bent over this old trunk to take his cock up my hot and hairy ass- hole. Eric wasn't quite so good as his younger brother Tim or his older brother Mike, so I was easily distracted by the fact that the latches on the trunk were unlocked. I

The Graduation Party

My first day of high school was as miserable as every other freshman student's was. I was made to part my hair down the middle, to walk backward down the halls and I was forcibly removed from my own locker twice by the janitor. It was right before last period that this one big senior was bullying me and another student came up and said "Jesus Tony, what're you doin'?

The Landlord

Living in a college town has given me some opportunities I wouldn't normally have. I don't depend on the university of my livelihood so I'm not concerned about funding bullshit. There's a beautiful park in town that's lined with student apartments on one side and expensive town homes on the other. That's where I live, but the park has proven a great place to meet guys - not

The Lifeguard

"Oh yeah, Oh shit yeah fuck me man! Shoot your big hot load up my hot ass-hole baby!" I was saying, reveling in the feel of his thick blond chest-coat up against my own smooth front. Suddenly though, a voice jolted me out of my wonderful dream and back to reality. "David, David Benjamin Reed, wake up" she shrieked. "You don't want to be late for your very first day of

The Music Salesman

In three years I'd seen him only three times, once each year at about the very same time. Vince worked for the music store which handled rentals for my school band program in a small East Coast elementary school. My regular representative (Marv) brought Vince along each year on the one night when we would sign up as many as 100 rentals in a three-hour period. Those three times

The One-nighter

She always blames our arguments on the fact that I drink too much. I always say I drink too much because she's such a bitch. We're both to blame, but the truth is that after ten years of marriage and four kids we just don't seem to get along very well. As I pulled out the driveway following our most recent blow-up I knew exactly what I wanted to do. It wasn't being drunk that

The Reunion

"Oh shit yeah, take it! Take my big hard cock up your hot ass-hole man!" I shouted as I pistoned in and out of him right there among the oak trees at the park. I'd already sucked his cock, drained him completely and then went to work on his tasty, smooth butt with my tongue. It didn't take long for him to beg me to fuck him, and we'd gotten so into it that I didn't even

The Ritual

I've started every weekday the same for the last five years. I work the midnight to 6:00 a.m. shift (but usually leave at 5:30 because I don't take a break at all). By 6:00 I'm pulling into the driveway of a house halfway between work and my own home. I let myself in with my own key and tiptoe down the hallway to the bedroom. He's always asleep when I silently turn the

The Stable

I guess you could call me the "black sheep" of the Reed family. I've done some pretty outrageous things during my life, some pretty big scams. If it makes an easy buck I'll do it though. The state thinks I run a horse-rental operation from my "office" but a second phone line that comes in gets more business. I was on that line with some woman who'd mistakenly gotten the number

The Step-Son's Visit

Yeah I could see it the minute I first met him. The kid couldn't keep his eyes off me, off my well built chest and the fact that all that hair poked out the opening of my shirt. This kid was the same as every other teenager hot for my hunky and hairy body. Well, not exactly the same because this one was my new step-brother. The last thing in the world that I wanted to do

The Summer Guest

I didn't want to appear too anxious so I let the front bell ring a second time before pulling open the door. "Hi" I said, and he said an awkward "Hello" back to me. Oh shit, he was even better than I'd imagined. He had to be 6'3" or 6'4" and I'll bet he weighs about 225 already. Brilliant blue eyes and light brown (almost blond hair) and a handsome smile on a face that didn't

The Taco Man, Part 1

The Taco Man, Part I Oh fuck! I'd done this a hundred times before. It was a lot like any other time, standing in line in a public place and I'd see a really hot looking guy. It's always been easier to cruise guys outdoors, like at the zoo or in Lincoln Park because I normally wear sunglasses when I'm outside. This time it was in the mall. We'd stopped in to pick

The Taco Man, Part 2

The Taco Man, Part II I got to Rick's apartment a few minutes early, I just couldn't wait. I pushed the button outside the door but didn't hear anything ring or buzz inside. I rapped on the door and still got no response. "Hello!" I called in through the open window, but apparently no one was home. I looked at my watch, remembered that he'd said he wanted to

The Translator

I love my job! Plenty of people wouldn't care for the amount of travel I have to do, but it's just the thing for me. I'm out of the country about 20 days per month and the rest of the time I'm off. On the days I do work I have to do something for maybe fifteen or twenty minutes and then I'm free to go exploring in whatever foreign city I'm sent to. My outrageous salary (now

The Wedding's Off!

Looking back on it now I realize that we never should've even planned to get married at all. Both of us were on the rebound - she from a second failed marriage and me from the loss of my love of several years. Stacy and I had been together since college, and had decided that we didn't need the benefit of a marriage license to legally join us. We'd just put a bid on a small house

Triple The Pleasure

The minute the new transfer student came into my first period class I thought he looked familiar. There's no way I could've known this Adam Franklin though. Still, just seeing him brought back plenty of memories. Mitch Taylor and I grew up together, he was just a year older than me and the nearness of our houses made us be best buddies whether we wanted to or not. During the summer

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