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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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Just ten days after our camping trip, I picked up Bo for our first day back to school. He immediately began complaining about how much he was going to miss seeing me so much – and so much of me – since we wouldn’t be able to spend our days lying around naked. “We still have lunch and gym together,” I told him. “You’ll get to see me naked for a few minutes in the locker room.” My best friend and I had spent as much of our summer vacation as possible hanging out naked at his house and in his pool after he confessed he’d had a crush on me for years. I knew he was gay. But never imagined he was interested in me. I wasn’t gay, but was willing to help him …

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“Hello, Matthew,” came a deep and familiar voice from the phone. “I see I am not the only one who gets to ride you hard and put you up wet.” “H-hello,” Matthew said to the cell phone in his trembling hand. “Unless you want me to paste those photos all over the teacher’s lounge you just debased…” There was a long pause from the caller, which allowed Matthew to imagine this scenario in all its horrors. “You will march that chubby ass up to your classroom and follow the instructions laid out for you on your desk,” the voice said with a demanding tone.  The phone beeped three times as the line went dead. Matthew lowered the phone and stared blankly at the screen, his heart pounding in his chest. His head spun with anxious …

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I stopped by the marina restaurant to grab a to-go coffee before driving home. I had a mild alcohol buzz and was hesitant to drive any great distance. I pulled my F-150 out to the service road and immediately turned right down the lane to the public boat ramp. I figured I could park, enjoy the scenery and sober up. I got to thinking about Mike and our aquatic adventure. I would have liked our hookup to have been truly mutual, but not every guy is completely ready to suck cock and have a load spill between his lips. Heck, I was one of them just a short few weeks prior. All that having been said; I did enjoy servicing Mike’s dick. Without a doubt, it was the most beautiful specimen of man-meat I’d ever …

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*Matt* . I was just about to throw a pen I was holding across the room out of sheer frustration when my phone started ringing. I looked there and sighed in relief. My angel! “Hello, sir. Have you picked a new PA yet?” her voice calmed me down, but she could have picked another opening question… I frowned and looked at the mess around me. I hate papers! I would burn them all! Fucking bureaucracy! “No, Dora, I feel like my head is about to explode any day now. Isn’t there any chance you can postpone your labor? Just a couple of months or so.” I joked, of course, but I needed her so much that I would love for such a possibility to exist somehow. She laughed wholeheartedly. “Sorry, sir, but you are more …

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Jim Gerry and I had been dating for nearly a year now. I was staying over at his house during the weeknights, and he came to mine on the weekends. The sex was still quite good but was starting to get a little bland. We’d begun trying some different things, such as hitting the clubs once or twice a month, but neither of us were really into all the excessive noise or the rudeness of some of the people. We scoured the nearby sex stores, and that kept us interested for a while, but we needed more. It was Gerry who finally said aloud what we were both considering. “I think that we need to add a third to our play every now and again. Not making it a regular thing, but something to look …

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I was coming home one night and it was a warm night. I had decided to walk through the woods. As it was late I knew there would be a group of people somewhere in a more dense part of the wood dogging. I always wonder what they do in there. I looked online and found the group that meets here every Friday night. So I message the group lead to see if I could come by and take part. She said that I could and did ask that I take a sex test to make sure I was clean. I then send her the result. They asked for me to send two photos one a fully clothed one and a naked one. They also asked a few questions to find out what I was …

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I was working out of town on a construction site rebuilding a bridge that had gone out during some heavy rains. The 10-to-12-hour days were physically and mentally taxing. We handled the steel and concrete with ease, operated the heavy equipment moving tons of dirt, and kept the heavy traffic moving simultaneous. The push to finish had a nice bonus for early completion so we all worked to maximum plus performance. While I was the so-called boss, I was in the thick of it just the same. It was a good team of seasoned men. I had been staying with relatives but the travel to the job site was getting too much, particularly after a long day swamping in the mud and dirt. After one of these days decided to get a local hotel, but …

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One December 24th, my friend John and I went hiking on a nearby mountain. The weather was normal for Christmas in the Blue Ridge Mountains. The temperature was in the forties during the day, below freezing at night. The sky was overcast and we had decided to explore a part of the mountain we’d never seen. At this time, John and I had messed around before but we’d never talked about “it.” Our encounters had occurred during sleepovers at my house or his, after the lights were out. I’d lie in the dark, waiting, listening for the rustle of covers, the soft creak of springs, then the sense that John was by my bed. His hand would snake beneath my sheets. I would suppress a moan when his hand cupped the bulge in my Jockey …

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Fashion has always been my forte. I grew up watching those models who featured in the covers of the fashion magazines, irrespective of gender. It was when I was in middle school, I made my mind up that I wanted to get into the fashion industry. Modelling was not my cup of tea hence I opted a career in designing. As I have thought initially, the designing industry was no bed of roses. Beneath the glamour, there was the filthy face of economic politics. Now that I have established myself to a point where I was respected and appreciated in the professional sphere, I shall reveal my sexual orientation. I am man around 32. I shall proudly admit that I am homosexual or gay. Yes, I am attracted to my own gender. I was in …

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Hello to all people. Greetings and wishes again. My name is Fahim Chowdhury, Age 36 years plus, and height 6 ft 1″, weight 87 KG, lost some weight in last few months. My cock size around 6 inch. I am from Dhaka, Bangladesh. It’s been 5 months, now I am writing the second part of the story, “”. I will be waiting for your comments and feedbacks. Take care NSS. See you soon.

I started to play with my cock at the age of four when my friend Leonard wanted us to wank together – I was excited to have him holding my cock while I was holding his – he was circumcised – I am not. When I was seven I was sent to Boarding Schools and serious sex education commenced. We always had two boys sharing a bed and wanking each other off or sucking each other’s pricks. I went to a country spot, by bicycle with Harry a dedicated Homo – he and I were both naked and rubbing each other’s tools, when he said “I want to kiss you and fuck you arse” – I rejected the non cock kiss but turned over and spread my arse cheeks, Harry lubricated my arsehole with his …

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A while ago I started thinking about gay sex, and never thought that it would turn me on like it did. As time passed I got more curious and started to look online to see if I could find someone who would be interested in exploring with me, I got contact info for 4 guys and texted them all. A few days later I received a text from one of them that wanted to meet up and I gave him my address. We agreed on a time that night and I started feeling scared and exited at the same time. After work I rushed home took a shower and got ready. When he arrived I invited him inside and offered him a drink he was quite a big man and about twice my size. We …

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It was at that time when I called upon Shyaka, and we met after some seductive texts over the phone that I finally had my first anal experience and breaking my anal virginity which just felt so right. It all began after a short call with a friend of ours that we went upstairs to my room and began started our naughty stuff in the bathroom; I started off by sucking off his smooth good looking big black cock before he finally decided to put the lube on my ass to get ready to fuck me. The moment he put a lot of lube, he began to enter me, and the feeling was just so right and felt so good at the time he began to thrust his big black inside of me, I kept …

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In a moment of sudden clarity, Antiago’s eyes widened as he recognized the nature of the mysterious liquid that had been applied to his nipples. It wasn’t just any ordinary substance—it was an aphrodisiac, a potent elixir known to enhance desire and intensify pleasure. The realisation washed over him like a tidal wave, both exhilarating and unnerving. His heart raced, his mind struggling to process the implications of this newfound knowledge. The liquid’s purpose became clear; it was designed to unlock the depths of his sensuality, to awaken desires that had remained dormant within him. As the aphrodisiac coursed through his veins, Antiago could feel its effects taking hold. Waves of heat washed over him, igniting a fire deep within his core. His nipples, already sensitive and primed, now throbbed with a pulsating ache, yearning …

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When Antiago slowly regained consciousness, his senses began to awaken, and he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. Blinking away the remnants of his unconscious state, he realised he was no longer outside in the rain-soaked streets but rather inside a dimly lit room. Confusion and apprehension swirled within him as he took in his surroundings. As Antiago’s gaze travelled downward, he discovered an unexpected sight. His school uniform shirt, still drenched and clinging to his body, had not been removed or replaced, now layered with an additional layer of grime and disarray. The once see-through fabric had taken on a worn and dishevelled appearance, its original pristine state marred by the passage of time and his tumultuous journey. With a mix of curiosity and trepidation, Antiago attempted to rise to his feet, only to …

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