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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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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 …

My New Personal Assistant: Chapter 1 – Have You Picked A PA Yet? Read More »

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 …

Very Good Friends – Adding Another Read More »