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Oh Andrew

“Come on, you have to have some kind of breakfast. The pan’s hot, I’m going to fix something for Andrew and me anyway, I might as well throw on a couple of eggs for you too.” “Do you know how much fat is in an egg, Dad? I don’t think so.” Chloe picked up her book bag and threw the strap over her shoulder. “Besides, I told Ash that I’d meet her for a coffee at Jitters at 7:30.” I smiled inside. That was Chloe, always had somewhere to go, someone to see. A lot like her mother, I thought. Just then the 6’ 2” frame of Andrew, her cousin walked in. It was obvious he’d just rolled out of bed. His red hair was pushed up on one side with apparent bed head. He …

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Rest Stop Pleasures, part 1

Perfect day for a break. Sunny and warm for a change. About six big rigs were pulled into the rest stop, but they rarely delivered on the promise. But there were eight cars parked, staggered along the sidewalk. How many had warm cocks ready to be stroked or sucked. I would find out. I walked into the men’s room. No one. I took out my limp cock and stroked gently. I was not feeling anything really except some boredom and growing lust. In a minute, a tall thin man, older than I was, walked in wearing loose shorts and a jacket. Only three urinals, and he went to the one by the wall. I was stroking, and he made no moves. I felt my cock stir a little, and looked up. He was staring at …

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What Are Friends For?_(1)

“I mean, girls mess around every once in a while when they’re really horny… but guys are always that horny! Why don’t they fool around with each other?” Sara asked. “Because, I don’t know… because it’s gay, I guess…” Pete answered, realizing it sounded stupid. He supposed it was mainly the stigma of having sex with a guy that kept most guys from having sex with each other. Not that he ever really fantasized of having sex with any of his guy friends. “But all I’m saying Pete, is that it would make so much sense. Guys always bitch to each other about not getting any action, when they could easily give it to each other! I mean, you suck your friend’s dick, he sucks yours. Then you’re both happy,” Sara said, like it was …

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Gay Mormon BDSM Training – Part 3

When the young Mormons arrived back at their apartment that evening, they hadn’t said a word to each other for the whole bike ride back, except for Seth complaining once that the bike seat hurt his tender bum. They each showered and Seth gargled mouthwash for a long time to get the taste of cum out of his mouth. Then they tucked themselves into their single beds with matching looks of trauma on their faces. They couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day. James pictured himself tied up to the chair, getting his dick sucked by his companion, who right now, was laying right beside him. It seemed like it wasn’t him there, it was someone else. The real James would never do anything like that, but he also always listened to …

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The Return Trip

While parts of this story are taken from real life experiences it is mainly fantasy, and if you happen to have read my previous story “Visitors from abroad”, the 1st part could make a little more sense. I apologise in advance for a long piece of non-sex action. The next 12 months passed very slowly. This was before the days of texting and internet messengers, and international phone calls cost an arm and a leg, so most long range communication was by air mail. David wrote to me a few times during the year and I managed to get a couple of replies back to him. Our messages were very polite but we usually managed to include some comment which could be taken more than one way and that frequently got me feeling horny. One …

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The Permissive Purity of Father Fontane [4]

Part 4 – Dana . It would be easy to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft knock that was soon to come to his office door. It would be harder to explain why the chief priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his office sofa. While there would seldom be a good day for such a discovery, this day could not have been worse for Father Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous morning, one he had spent with Dana, Fontane’s own grandniece and one arranged by Fontane himself. Dott parked his car and checked in with Jenni Hale at the front office. She handed him several messages and said, “Father Fontane said he wants to see you as soon …

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fun with Steve II

Home alone It has been about four months since me and Mark’s fun in the change rooms, and we have decided it would be best if no one found out about our activities, so here we are, sneaking of every chance we can to be together. This particular weekend my mum and dad will be out for all of Saturday, so I have asked Mark to come over, my parents don’t have a problem with Mark coming over but they always check on us every ten minutes so It is impossible to get a bit wild with him, we normally sit on my bed facing the door with either his or my laptop doing one of two things, gaming, or watching the latest porn clips. I was in my room playing with myself and watching …

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The Vacation: Day 2

I woke up the next morning in Austin’s Arms. The sunlight streamed through a small gap in the blackout curtains of our ocean front hotel room. As I stared out at the sunrise, I could feel the strong arms of a surfer start to wake up around me. His hands started to brush my arm as his sleepy eyes fluttered open. “Well this is nice to wake up to,” he whispered as he stifled a yawn and flashed a quick smile. His eyes blinked a few times as he continued rubbing my arm, and I leaned back into his chest. We stayed in bed and watched the sun rise through the small opening in the curtains. Around 8 o’clock, I sat up, and ordered breakfast. After all, it was free. Room service brought up an …

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THE TRAINEE MASSEUR

“Did he approach you in the showers? Were you flaunting your large cock for him?” “Better still, I told him he can practice on both of us. You know I would love to watch his hands all over your naked body.” “Does he have any experience with females?” “Let’s find out.” A few days later at four in the afternoon Brian is topless in tight, white shorts and sneakers after setting up his massage table. He is a good looking twenty-five year old boy, twenty-years younger than us, with a toned six-pack body. I am naked under my short silk dressing gown while I anticipate his hands on my body. My voyeuristic side is also anticipating watching his hands on my lady’s naked body. Will she enjoy it? Where might it lead to? “I am …

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Alex – the Freeballer in the Comet Store

It’s not often you see someone with “knock-‘em-dead” looks but just last month I spotted this guy in the “PlayStation” aisle and nearly walked into the pile of boxes on the corner! He was fucking gorgeous and I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was about 20, around 5’ 7”, slim and clean-shaven, with short dark hair, not black exactly but the colour of charcoal, neatly styled with a parting – in a modern but old-fashioned sort of way. He was ever-so-slightly olive-skinned, possibly Mediterranean extraction I thought, and he was a really smart dresser – totally overdressed for the Comet Store we were both in. He wore a crisp white, open-neck shirt and a pale grey V-neck pullover. His stylish “Aviator” sunglasses were casually hooked over the “V” of his pullover. But what caused me …

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Love, sex & life of me 4: Witty Title Here

Part 4 cuz shit keeps happening! I probably have too many irons in the fire, that’s why! With… 9 regular fwbs even if I don’t spend time with one consistently, its still a couple of occasions a week I’m writing something in here. I’m no poet as you probably know by this point, this will be a disjointed “and then she was like” flow, like a chick telling you a story about her day… So buckle up! I was talking to J one day while she was over, and I asked her if we should keep any naughty excursions a secret from her husband. She said “yeah of course” without any hesitation and said we’d still need to be discreet if it was more than just the 2 of us. I asked if we should …

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Camp Ground Surprise, Part 2

This is a continuation of part I. If you have not read that, you may wish to do so before reading this one. Eric spent most of the day with us. We were riding on the boat, fishing, and swimming. We got back to the campsite around 5:00 and shortly after that Eric’s mother arrived at her site. At that point Eric went back to spend time with her. A few hours later Eric came back. He then announced that his mother said that if we would have him, he could stay with us for a few days while his mother stayed at a friends house closer to work and thus allow her to save some gas. I agreed to that and Eric ran back to tell his mother. A few moments later he was …

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Adam, Jason, and I Chpt. 5

RING!!! The alarm clock went as it brought Adam and I out of our restful slumber. As we both got up to shut out the droning of the alarm clock, I went into the bathroom to start the water since we were dirty from last night’s ‘romp’. I grabbed two towels from the closet and proceeded to wash myself under the hot water. Soon enough I was joined by Adam, who oddly enough was bright and happy so very early in the morning. I decided to answer my inquisitive thought, “Why are you so happy this early?” He replied to my decidedly curious question with “Normally I’m dirt tired, and only the thought of seeing you would get me clean and changed every morning but today, no today I get to crush those whores’ dreams!” …

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Growing Up in Gwinnett Volume 6

This is a true story from the time I grew up in the rural/suburbia of North Atlanta in 1980’s. The Chattahoochee River run from North Georgia all the way to Florida along the Alabama border, snaking through metropolitan Atlanta along the way. East Jones Bridge Park is a county-run park across the river from Jones Bridge Park, which is part of the National Park Service. The river is very wide between the two parks (about 120 yards) and fairly shallow, making it a popular place for fly-fishing. When I was in high school, East Jones Bridge Park had a gravel parking lot in front of the large covered pavilion that was along the river. Off to the side of the pavilion was a small men’s room and ladies room that backed up to each other. …

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Cock Pictures 5

Another site member’s story… “Welcome to my first blog entry. I’ve been on this site for a year or so, but I just had a change of heart about something and I want to share it. “I’ve always thought the idea of sucking a man’s cock until he cums was very hot, and I did that once a long time ago, but I wasn’t prepared for the taste. I hadn’t even tasted my own, when my suck buddy shot a load in my mouth the first time. The texture was exciting, his cock throbbing and shooting was exciting, but the taste was awful. We continued to suck each other off, but we finished with handjobs. “Over the years, I would occasionally catch my load and taste it, but still didn’t like the flavor. Though this …

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Fred, Tim and I part3

Third session: Tim and I met up at a coffee shop before heading over to Fred’s place. We are trying to figure out how we can double team Fred. It’s not as easy as one would think. Due to his anatomy, anal sex is totally off the table. I’ve seen him doubled over in pain, a few hours after being vigorously finger fucked. So, gang banging his ass is out of the question. Guess that means, we’re going to have to concentrate on his other orifices. This could be fun. We agreed on a plan, time to head to Fred’s place. When we get there, Fred rings us in and we find him in his usual condition. Nude, watching porn and stroking his wonderfully talented man meat. Tim decides he will be our spokesman and …

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The Lawn Guy

It was a hot summer day. I had got up about my usual time. And as usual I was Horney. So after my m my morning coffee I put on some of favorite panties and garter belt and stockings. I also got one of my favorite toys and went to the internet to watch my favorite porn site, a crossdreeser site. I was watching facials cum shots, because I love sucking cocks and love CUM!! I heard the lawn guy out side mowing the apartments lawn. Feeling really horny I got and idea. I had talk to the lawn guy before and he seemed friendly. So when he got done with the mowing I asked him if he like a cold ice tea? Before I did that I went to a straightporn site and had …

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First Time Internet Hookup, Ch 2

There I was, laying on my back as Tom straddled my chest and fed his flaccid cock into my willing mouth. I picked up my head to be able to suck him into me. I actually sort of liked the softness of his cock in my mouth like this. I swirled and sucked his cock, almost playing with it for the moment. Then I remembered that I needed to stop just enjoying the play time and get him hard. Tom wasn’t going to leave until he came in my ass again and I needed him out of the house before my wife came home! I started sucking harder and, even though he had just shot his load a few minutes before, he began to harden. “That’s it cocksucker, make me hard. You know you want …

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STEAM ROOM DISASTER. PART 5

My nose, and mouth and lips were pressed tight in Trevor’s ass. I felt the twist on both of my nipples and I lost it. My tongue snaked out and found Trevor’s hot, steaming hole. I pushed into him. I felt the bottom drop out of my brain. This was as debasing as it could get. My tongue was in a man’s ass. Part of my brain shut down, but not the part that controlled my tongue and mouth. I rimmed and penetrated Trevor’s ass. My lips joined in, sucking on his hole. For some reason my hands were on his wet ass, spreading his tight cheeks apart, allowing me deeper entry. I tasted raw musk on my tongue and mouth. It wasn’t good, but it wasn’t unpleasant. My cock was seconds away from liftoff. …

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Across the Pond – An Airman’s Gay Sex Chronicles

Chapter 2: Across the Pond It took weeks of paperwork, delays, and the kind of bureaucratic red tape only the military could perfect—but finally, I was on foreign soil. My new assignment brought me to England, where I’d be continuing helicopter maintenance in a more specialized role. New base, new climate, new everything. And I loved it. The leadership was chill, the culture shift refreshing, and the air tasted different—cooler, older, as if even the atmosphere had history baked into it. I made new friends, kept my head down when it counted, and took every chance I could to explore the pubs, towns, and winding countryside that looked like it had been pulled from storybooks. But as much as my life had changed on the outside, the fire inside stayed the same. Even in a …

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