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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 …

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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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I walked out of the marina provisions shop carrying a bag of ice with my left hand and a twelve-pack of Old Milwaukee with my right. I peeked in the windows of Bobbing Buoys, the marina restaurant. Sure enough, there was Nate, waiting tables. I developed a yearning sensation south of the border. Mike was standing at the end of Dock C, gassing up his bowrider. He looked ready for an afternoon on the water: Cubs cap on backward, shirtless, shiny red basketball baggies and flip-flops. After the teenage dock girl finished topping off Mike’s Sea Ray, we boarded, loaded the cooler, and idled out of the marina. We were back to Mike’s secluded cove in less than fifteen minutes. Mike tossed out an anchor and pulled a rod out of a padded storage locker. …

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University was a wild time for me… I was newly single after dating women throughout school, for the first time I felt truly free. While my family were very open and liberal, I never thought I could be anything other than straight, and for the most part that suited me (I was definitely on the straighter side of bisexual.) Moving out changed my thoughts on sexuality as a whole and in my first few days, I wasted no time. Day one on campus was pretty standard, my parents and little sister dropped me off and helped me unpack. Later, my older brother joined us for dinner and we said a teary goodbye by the car, before settling in my room for my first night alone… and I was an eighteen-year-old boy. Naturally, this meant one …

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“You’re a cocksucker, aren’t you?” Mr. Stern asked calmly. “Tell me the truth.” Bob Headly swallowed hard, shocked. His eyes shifted away from his boss, down, down to the floor he wanted to disappear into. Blushing furiously, he quelled the impulse to leap out of the chair and run. He gasped, speechless, paralyzed and sweating. The silence loomed ominously. The older man sighed. “I know where you went for lunch, Bob.” He paused, amused by the accidental allusion. “You’ve been coming back from lunches so late and so often that I had to investigate.” Why, Bob asked himself, had Mr. Stern gotten involved? Had his supervisor complained? Bob continued to stare at a spot on the floor halfway between his feet and the boss’s desk. What could he say? Oh, my God, he thought. Who …

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His head was spinning from the cocktail they’d given him, and he was bound, naked, on a St. Andrews Cross, with his arms and legs splayed wide. His rigid cock was throbbing painfully, seemingly being yanked upwards with each pulse by the full moon overhead. There must have been something in that chalice… The night was dark save for that moon and the torches that lit the circle around him. Suddenly, he heard drums, and jerked his head up, alarmed. It was starting. The drums were pounding a slow, menacing rhythm, and getting closer. Grim-faced figures paced into his view with slashes of red, ochre, and yellow splashed across them, looking like vile spirits to his befuddled eyes. They marched slowly around him, in lock-step, drumming steadily, until they had circled him twice, then stopped …

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Let me tell you about my friend Tyler. You probably wouldn’t look at him twice if you saw him on the street. He’s neither good nor bad-looking. He’s neither a ripped gym rat nor an overweight sloth. He dresses himself conservatively, never keeping up with the latest fashions… Average, regular or ordinary are probably the best way to describe him in every way. Nothing would stand out or take your attention if you saw him in a locker room. Let’s say he’s not a shower. If, however, you were lucky enough to get him excited, you’ll fall to your knees and worship the most perfect cock you’ve ever seen. I am lucky enough to be one of those few people who receive regular visits from Tyler. I’ve never dared to ask him how many had …

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