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We lay there for a while, my cock was still in him, and we were both breathing raggedly. Nate slowly blinked, and his eyes looked at me, dazed but gradually regaining clarity. Without a doubt, I could feel his body getting tenser. He raised himself, his arms on my shoulders. I couldn’t figure out the look he had just given me before he removed himself from me. Without a word, he just sat there for a couple of seconds with his legs on the side of the bed and stood up after I lightly touched his back. Nate turned to me slightly, like he wanted to say something, but decided against it and just went to the bathroom. I heard him run the water in the sink and then, after a while, flush and shower. …

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I clearly had an itch that needed scratching. Like most mornings, I was sitting on the padded window seat of my kitchen’s bay window; feet up, an accent pillow behind my back. I held a cup of Caribou Mahogany dark roast halfway up to my mouth with one hand and my iPhone in the other. Each morning I scanned the cruising/hookup app, more out of boredom, than anything else. One profile caught my eye, “Bi-curious, fifty-six-year-old daddy, 6’ 4”, 190#, clean and healthy.” Lanky. Did that translate to a long schlong? We messaged back and forth, ultimately deciding a face-to-face meeting over a cup of coffee might be a good way to meet. We set it up for the next morning at the Oak Hill Marina cafe. He suggested he had planned on taking his …

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I have not been around lately because a new hobby I started in the new year has been taking most of my free time. This hobby isn’t for everyone; it requires good judgment, discretion, self-control and an artistic eye. Before I tell you what my new hobby is, let me first warn you: once you start, you can’t stop. Your every waking moment will be consumed by the desire to do just one more. But one more will never be enough. You’ll do another and another until you absolutely must eat, sleep or work. You’ve been warned, so I can tell you. I rate cocks online. The internet is awash with so many sites where men proudly display their junk for people to rate them. Lately, I do little more than help them out. If …

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When I got home, I followed Brandon’s suggestion, and I Googled this Doctor Moore. It turned out he’d touched off quite the scandal, at least for the school. He’d been accused of all kinds of misconduct, and an administrator had spent years covering for him, so a bunch of people had lost their jobs over it. My Google searches also brought up Jean-Jacques’s photography website. It showcased a lot of his work, and it linked to the site for Brandon’s basketball league. That sent me down a rabbit hole of its own, since I got to see more of the pictures they were selling for charity. The featured images were all carefully cropped to hide the guys’ junk, or they had basketballs strategically placed in front of their crotches, so you had to pay to …

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I dropped the Mako off at the Yacht Basin and walked the five minutes over to Doc Ford’s. I opted for an Island Mojito and the grouper tacos. I had some time to kill before my flight, so one mojito turned into three. I started thinking of Dirk. I pulled his business card out of my wallet and looked at his picture. I couldn’t believe how handsome he was and even more so, I couldn’t believe I had sucked his cock, swallowed his load, and allowed him to breed me. Just thinking of our two sessions produced a tingle in my taint region and leakage of precum into my beach-comber slacks. After my first session with Dirk, I had placed this very same card, with both his picture and contact information, on my bedside table. …

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I lingered for two or three minutes after the biker zipped up and left. As I exited the woods, I noted the Harley was gone, replaced by a newer model Nissan Maxima. The driver had backed in, so the driver’s side was adjacent to mine. The driver had his window down, his elbow resting on the sill. I offered a “How’s it going?” as I walked between the vehicles. The driver smiled, answering, “Not bad. Jake and you hook up?” l must have looked perplexed; as he clarified, “The biker, his name is Jake. He’s a friend, of sorts.” “A friend with benefits?” I laughed. “Yep, eight inches worth,” as he stuck his hand out the window. “I’m Mark.” I pumped his hand. “Frank,” I responded. Mark was a pleasant-looking older gentleman, maybe seventy or …

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Though Beau and I were busy with work and family, we made a point to get together for pizza and beer every Thursday evening. Our wives found the ritual endearing, so they tolerated it without complaint. Now that it was October, night descended far more quickly, and it was already dark when I entered the restaurant. “Sorry I’m late,” I told my friend. “Shit got crazy just before I left work. You know how it is.” “I sure do. And it’s no problem, Dennis. I ordered our usual.” Beau wore a t-shirt and jeans, while I was still in business casual. I poured myself a glass of beer from the pitcher on the table, then took several big swallows. I noticed Beau regarding me with a raised eyebrow. Though he and I were the same …

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I jiggled my pocket change as I awaited my ride to the airport. I’d be giving a presentation on the conference’s first day, but after that, I was free the rest of the week to go to any of the other lectures as I so desired. My presentation will be on the exciting subject of “Statistical Quality Control in the Service Industry.” I had spent a lot of time trying to make a normally boring (nerdy) subject, but really interesting, and entertaining. I had given the presentation to my classes and I got laughs where they were supposed to be. I thought I was ready for whatever came along. Boy, was I wrong. My wife walked up to me and gave me a hug like we were in a “Cialis” commercial and said, “How will …

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I practically ran back into the building. I saw Nicky first thing. I asked him, “Hey, kiddo. How about you stay with Sarah tonight, okay.” He smiled, and said, “Sure, Daddy.” I took him over to Sarah and told her, “I am going to need you to watch Nicky tonight.” She said, “Ok, no problem.” I patted Nicky on the head and told him, “You be a good boy for Sarah, ok? Then tomorrow I will take you shopping, so you can use the gift card Mark got you.” I didn’t even wait for a response from him. I was running for the door. Mark was sitting in his car, waiting. I opened the passenger side door and got in. He asked me, “So, can we go to your place?” I told him, “Sure.” Then …

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A couple weeks after our beach trip, Bo started bitching and moaning about going out of town again. He loved the feeling of being anonymous. He could be more himself, more effeminate, more the way he is when we’re alone without worrying about the wrong people seeing him. At the beach, we were on our own in a foreign landscape, and that made all the difference. I had started working on my dad about letting us go camping alone on the family’s property. And it had taken a full two weeks to wear him down even after getting my mom involved. But he finally agreed I was responsible enough to go camping without him. Bo’s parents were fine with him going with me. They always seemed to trust me more than their own son. He …

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I drove home, grabbed a Narraganset out of the frig, and hit the shower. As I pulled off my cargo shorts, I saw the large wet spot of cum. Although Tim had done a yeoman’s job of releasing my tension, my balls still needed to drain the residual reservoir of jizz. I turned on the shower and chugged half the can of ice-cold beer. I developed an immediate brain freeze. It served me right. My mama had always told me to sip my RC Cola or pay the price. I shampooed my scalp and applied a liberal amount of Dove body wash from head to toe. I started thinking about Tim, my first cock sucker. He was an attractive soccer dad. Did he have a nice cock? What? I had never thought about another guy’s …

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Disclaimer – Any and all statements painting homeless people in a negative light are purely for the purposes of this story. Please view and treat them with respect irl. It had been five months since Luke embraced depravity and fully gave himself to the fat old man, Frank. Five months of being fucked mercilessly, and slobbering his tongue all over his fat, saggy body. Five months of licking his pits clean and being buried under his fat while he got face or ass fucked. Five months of Frank cumming down his throat or up his ass while he himself came without ever having to touch his dick. It had been Five months of depraved bliss. Today was no different. He had just finished taking a nice, hot shower after an exhausting night at his TV …

College Stud Laying Under To Get On Top – Ch. 05 Read More »

Luke was sitting in class, totally spaced out. How could he possibly listen to what his professor was saying when he was stressing out from having to go and meet Frank Goodwin in his home in less than two hours? Not to mention, it was taking all his willpower to block out the thoughts creeping into his head. Last night, he jerked off to the memory of Frank’s assistant walking in on himself bent over the desk, getting plowed by the old man. After ejaculating, he immediately felt disgusted with himself and the thought of what happened. He was determined not to give it any more thought than he already had. As soon as the professor let them out, Luke hurried back to his apartment just a few blocks away from Campus, and cleaned himself …

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“Just kill me now!” Ty shouted to the universe and whatever deity deigned to listen. He sprawled on his couch dejected. The phone in his hand held the evidence of his utter defeat. Just three days ago his boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend, texted that it wasn’t working out. Michael had said that he wasn’t in a “good enough place” to give Ty what he needed. Whatever that meant.   He’d had tried to call Michael to get clarification or to apologize for his mood swings. Beg. Anything. There was no answer, nothing. They had been together for about eight months. He thought it was going well, but they couldn’t even make it until Christmas. Apparently, Ty was shit at knowing if a relationship was going good or not.  He tried to keep it together, but anyone that …

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I’d spent an hour or more in the gym, my attention on this young maybe 19 year old slim Adonis, my eyes roaming over his skin tight leggings, admiring the deep curve of his ass, and the visible outline of his cock. After he caught me looking a few times in the wall to wall mirrors, I realised he was flirting with me. The way he stood and bent while he worked the weights, his leggings strained over his buttocks, his legs apart soon had my own shorts getting uncomfortably tight. He seemed to go out of his way to walk right by me on his way to the locker room, his hand ‘accidentally’ brushing against my thigh, and in seconds I’d finished up and was right behind him. As I came into the room …

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When I retired a few years ago, my wife encouraged me to take “a good long walk” every morning. I enjoyed the exercise, and among the various four- or five-mile routes I took, I found a few that included parts of the county park near my neighborhood. The park was a particularly pleasant place to walk, with well-groomed paths, a playground, sports fields, and a varied landscape. And there were always people around, involved in various activities or just walking, like me. The path I enjoyed most wound through a rather heavily wooded area of the park. Though it was a lot less busy there, I would occasionally pass people on the path or see someone sitting on one of the benches in the shade of the woods. These were invariably older guys like me, …

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The fading light of the summer day settled gently through the open upstairs bedroom window. It was a warm evening, but not sticky with humidity. Nathan was at his desk absentmindedly fondling himself while watching something on his laptop. He had the house to himself, as the rest of his family had gone to see a movie that did not interest him. Before he realized it, Nathan was fully hard and stroking himself. After reaching under his waistband for better access to his growing need, Natan redirected his browser to a site more adult in nature. The sex cam website loaded and once he had navigated to the side of the site with men, his precum started flowing. He watched a few guys show off, usually older and hairy, but he found himself wanting something …

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My cock was in his mouth, he had slipped his hand under the lycra of my speedos and was fingering me, my hand was down the front of his husband’s speedo. He had cum a minute earlier, so it was a cummy mess. With a pat on his head, I pulled my cock out of his mouth, just in time. I threw four good ropes of cum over his hairy chest. Sliding my forefinger up the base of my cock, I gathered up the last of my load on my finger. He wanted it, so I stuck my finger in his mouth. Where my cock had been twenty seconds earlier. Just another day on the beach in the middle of an Aussie summer. Down under, December and January are the middle of summer, but it …

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My wife Lynn and I are really not very compatible; it’s kind of amazing that we got married in the first place. And ironically, I think it was my sex drive that was the catalyst. We were young then, and she loved my attentions; it was an ego boost for her to know I was always ready, willing, and able, and besotted with her sleek and supple body. But, in many ways, we’re polar opposites. And not in a complimentary or an opposites-attract kind of way, either. You see, she’s a moral and emotional pillar of strength: “Do the right thing, regardless of the consequences.” And she doesn’t give a damn what other people think, either, “Fuck ‘em if they can’t take a joke!” is another of her axioms. I, on the other hand, am …

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I swim regularly. Different pools have different characteristics in many ways. The main Olympic pool in my area is the most diverse of all, though, until recently, I never noticed. I got there, changed, did my set, showered and then went home—purposeful if even mechanical routine. Last summer, I took a day off work and was in no hurry. I got to the pool, took my time, did my set and then took a long shower – something I never do. Being a weekday, it was pretty empty, so I was almost alone. That was until a fit-looking dude stood in the shower next to me and started lathering up. I was surprised at his choice of showers, since all the others were available. I tried not to pay too much attention to him and …

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