It was a grey October evening, when I decided to drive over to my sister's house to use the sauna there. She and her hubby had been out to see some theatre play downtown and I knew that probably only my nephew, Timothy, would be at home, most likely playing some video game up in his room. My brother-in-law had built the middle-sized steam room in the cellar himself about two years before and I was allowed to come over whenever I wanted to relax there as long as I could bear the 90 degrees celsius in the wooden cabin.
As I was living only a couple of miles away from there house, it took me just a five minute car ride to get there and it was approximately 8 p.m. when I arrived that Saturday evening and parked my car in front of the house. I saw some light up in Tim's room and so I decided to ring the bell instead of using the key that I had with me. I didn't want to catch Timothy in the act while doing some nasty things, like for example running around naked in the house or reading his father's playboy magazines which were only roughly hidden in some cupboard of my brother-in-law's hobby-room which was next to the steam room in the cellar.
It took Tim some 20 seconds to open me the door and he was dressed in his grey track suit when he gave me a hug and quickly explained that he was upstairs playing the PC-game that I had given him for his birthday two month ago. He asked me whether I would like to come in his room to see how he had succeeded in finding the lost treasure and how he was now fighting with the evil knight, but I explained that I had come over to use the sauna and that I would come upstairs when I had finished. I had never been thinking of Timothy as an object of sexual desire, although I was bi, but I couldn't help noticing that evening how had grown and what pretty face the blond-haired boy had. I was meanwhile still only half-a-head taller than him and he had that kind of clumpsy and skinny body that many adolescents his age are having, but somehow the first signs of manhood appeared, like the first soft pubic hair I had noticed when he, his father and me had used the sauna together a couple of weeks ago.
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Story Added: 2008-07-23
I had boxed up everything in my three room basement apt and was waiting patiently for my father-in-law Edward to arrive with his pickup truck. School was over and I was moving back in with my in-laws for the summer break and I was glad to be finally getting out of the place. I had been renting the basement of this small house all year and while the folks upstairs were nice they were just a bit too intrusive for an older student who wanted his privacy. However, it was a Tuesday morning and by 8am the upstairs was empty and the entire house lay silent above me as I sat looking out the ground level basement window watching for Edward to arrive.
The new summer breeze was cool and sweet and I sat quietly looking up at the clouds, with growing anticipation of Edwards arrival. He was a husky, 60ish, stocky bear with big, strong arms and a nice round "mature" belly. A true French Acadian, he was ruggedly handsome and he had a smile that could melt an iceberg - he was friendly and always out to help the under dog, but he tolerated no nonsense from anyone.
Apparently Edward was as much of a bull as he was a bear. My wife had commented on more than one occasion of her father's seemingly insatiable appetite for sex as her mother had confided to her that "nightly" was the norm. Also, at two different occasions I remembered him describing himself as having "a big one", but I paid no mind to his bragging until some time later when talking about "honeymoons" and my mother-in-law spoke of how afraid she was when she (a young virgin at the time) saw the size of him on their wedding night. Their honeymoon consisted mainly of him breaking her of her fear of his "big one" - he was a very kind, gentle man with no hang-ups about sex and he apparently taught her well from the beginning. A true French man's sex drive!
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Story Added: 2008-07-21
I had been Christmas shopping at a local Mall. I was ready to go home before the first predicted burst of winter weather hit the Smokey Mountains. Heavy snow flakes and blistering winds were in the air as I headed toward my Caddy in the Mall parking lot. The temperature was dropping very fast that evening & I needed to stop by the Liquor & Grocery Stores before the roads became solid ice! The Interstate route would be a faster route toward home and save me some time. I had to get home soon!
Before turning onto the ramp to the Interstate, I noticed a handsome looking "Daddy-Type" man hitching a ride. He was covered with snow and I felt guilty after being in such Christmas spirit while at the Mall. Therefore, I did what I never do! I ask him if he needed a ride. He was very accepting and we chatted on the way down the Interstate. He told me that his name was Khristoff and also told me a little bit about his life. He said that he was very glad that I stopped and was glad to meet an Angel who would be so kind to give him give him a ride!
When I ask Khristoff what exit he wanted off, he replied, "I don't know, I just want to get warm for the night because I live under the bridge near the Mall." I replied, "Would you like to spend the evening at my house?" His reply was, "Yes, If you don't mind!" I said, "what the hell, it's Christmas time, Khristoff, however, you'll have to spend the night. I'm not going to go back out in this storm once I get home!" He looked at me with a beautiful smile and a sparkle in his eyes while tears rolled down his rosy wind burned cheeks. I was trying to figure out if he was gay or straight after the looks he gave me. His long un-trimmed beard reminded me of Santa. All I wanted to do for this poor soul was to offer him a hot bath or shower, a shave, and a warm bed for the night.
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Story Added: 2008-07-19
Ronny was his name; a handsome 45-year young bear type of a guy. He was the owner of Holland and Son, Inc., a modular home re-locator service. Nick was his son, a chip off the old block at 25 years old. As I remember, it was the week of Thanksgiving that my life was drastically changed forever. I needed to have a trailer moved about 20 miles to a more accessible location for my rental property. Due to Hurricane Katrina, most of the movers were working for FEMA and claimed to be unavailable for up to two months. I ran across an ad in a local paper for Holland and Son, who was about 50 miles away from my original location. I decided to give them a call and see if they were available and if so, how much it would cost.
The price was reasonable and they were available. The date and time was set for the move. I made sure that everything was ready for their arrival. When the two of them got to the trailer, they jumped into action jacking the trailer up and untying the tie downs. Both men had a huge bulge in their jeans that could not be overlooked.
Ronny was a clean, but unshaven brawny man. I enjoyed watching him at work. I am sure that he noticed my admiration. Everywhere he went, I was close behind him to ask or answer question. He was easy to talk to. He had a great smile and deep blue eyes. Both of the men filled out their jeans with a beautiful ass.
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Story Added: 2008-07-17
Adam Higgins loved the summer. Not just for the warm weather but because both his parents worked and when they were gone he had the run of the house. This being the first summer after high school graduation Adam knew that there wouldn't be many more summer's this free & easy. With that thought in mind he decided to make the most of this one.
During his high school days Adam always managed to keep a lean well defined build due to his many extra curricular activities on many of his school various sport teams and thankfully to good genes. Not to mention the fact that he had been blessed with an amazingly round, perky, bubble butt that just seemed to call out and beg to be ogled. But, this summer Adam decided he wanted to put on a little more bulk so he bought himself a set of weights and a bench and set them up in the garage.
To Adam's way of thinking this accomplished two things. Number one he would get a good work out and number two he'd get to perform for Mr. Hopkiss. Mr. Hopkiss was Adam's neighbor. He was about 50 years old or so and Adam found him incredibly sexy and had determined that by the end of summer he would get his older neighbor into bed. Whenever Adam Swam in the pool or laid out in the sun there was Mr. Hopkiss watching and leering at him. But, he never showed any signs of approval or disapproval. Adam always assumed that since he always took the time to look that he must be interested. So, Adam being a good exhibitionist never neglected to give his old neighbor a good show. And since the Higgins garage faced Mr. Hopkiss' back yard Adam could workout and tease his neighbor at the same time.
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Story Added: 2008-07-15
I'm a 19-year old bottom that has been doing older guys since I was 14. Last week, I was really horny and I hadn't seen my regular guy in almost three weeks. I was able to hook up with this older married guy on the Net. He was married and described himself as 37, 6' 3", 240-pounds and in good shape. He sounded hot and lived about 20 minutes from me. So, we agreed to meet.
I met him in a mall parking lot and got excited when I saw his truck pull up. He was dark and had a hot goatee. He motioned for me to climb into his pickup. So, I locked my car and climbed in his truck.
We talked for while. He asked if I liked sucking cock. I told him I loved it, especially big older guys like him. He asked if I'd been fucked before and I told him plenty of times.
He was rubbing his crotch while we talked. So, I reached over and asked if I could help. He said sure. So I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out.
He was half hard. I got him rock hard in no time. It was a well over 7-inch nice cut cock. I stroked his cock as I took him in mouth and I started to taste the pre-cum that was leaking out. He kept telling me to take it deeper and held my head down as he fucked my mouth.
I didn't take him long to start cumming in my mouth and I was lovin' it. He held my head down as he got off in my mouth, there was so much I thought I was gonna choke on it. He told me to clean him up good and make sure I got it all.
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Story Added: 2008-07-13
My name is James Smith. I am a freshman in high school in New York city. I am about 5'9' tall with blue eyes and dark blonde hair.
One afternoon after walking home from school, I opened the door and walked up to out apartment, 3B. Im used to going home and having nobody being home so I when I walked into my room I was surprised to see my dad in there along with six other men. My dad was sitting down with them surrounding him. He looked uneasy so I started to leave the room and go get help, but one of the men got behind me and shut the door. "Sit down," my father said. I moved over and sat down on my bed. I wanted to know what was going on, but I didnt dare speak. I was starting to become intimidated and started to drip with sweat. "James," my father said, "remember that time..when I lost my job and we didnt have any money for awhile." I did ,but it clearly wasnt a question to respond to. "Well we needed money James. I went to these gentlemen to take out a sizeable loan. Unfortunately the money is due and we just dont have it." I was so scared for my father right now I didnt know what to do. I thought they were just trying to dehumanize him in the eyes of his son. It wasnt working though, I just felt sorry and helpless. "For the next couple hours, youre going to have to do whatever they tell you. If we do everything right theyll let us go and well never have to worry about it again." His eyes were swelling up as if he was going to cry. I just sat on the bed. Helpless, I nodded my head. They tied my dad to his chair and the biggest one came over and sat on the bed next to me.
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Story Added: 2008-07-11
I was in a really bad mood, for the second time in as many weeks my central heating failed, and as it was October, although the weather was not freezing, it was just cold enough in the house to be uncomfortable. I phoned the heating engineer and stated my problem; they assured me that an engineer would be with me that morning. I asked that they should not send the previous engineer as he had assured me that the problem had been solved.
In the meantime I switched on the emersion heater, shaved and had a bath. The bath warmed me and put me in a better mood. I had the radio on and decided to make a cup of coffee. I was feeling human but wished the engineer would turn up fix the problem. Then I would be able to get on with the weekend that has just began.
Minutes after, my wish was granted, in more ways than one. The doorbell rang. When I opened the door my heart jumped into my mouth. This amazingly good looking guy was standing there with a smile on his face. He told me he was the engineer and could he come in and look at the boiler and electrics. I was so taken aback by this vision of loveliness that I could only nod. At the same time I realized my cock was going on a horn and I was only wearing boxers and a white towelling dressing gown. Because it was a narrow hall way I had stood back as he came in and now I pressed past him to take him into the kitchen. He may have felt my cock brush past him.
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Story Added: 2008-07-09
Hello my name is Tom; I am from Long Island NY and enjoy being with men over 60 and doing it outdoors, there are some beaches out here on the Island that cater to gay men and I am glad to have found some and some older men who do enjoy having a younger very horny guy like me for some hot fun. And I like to be watched and dream of someday be filmed with some older men at least 3 at once.
I have always liked men over 60 that is because my first experience and all my other ones had been with them.They know how to make me feel great. Here is my fantasy but I do know these men personally.
One day I was sunbathing nude at a beach called Tobay Beach, while laying there with a nice hard on an older man named John came up to me and started to watch me JO this got me hotter. Then he just came over knelt down and started to work on my hot fat cock. When hard I am 7 1/2 inches and nice and fat, not cut.
He started sucking and licking it nice and slow, just stopping before I came. Then worked on it again always stopping just in time; this was driving me crazy. As he was doing this I noticed 2 other older men watching and stroking each other, this really got me going, so I motioned to them to join in.
One got down on his knees in front of my face and stuck his cock to my mouth which I took in and started to make love to it and he started to work on my nipples. The other positioned himself under Johns mouth and started to work on my ass with his mouth, while John just kept on sucking it. Boy this was driving me crazy, all i wanted was for this to never stop. he slipped fingers in me while rimming I was moaning and begging for them not to stop and told them to enjoy me as they want I just wanted to be their sex toy slut.
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Story Added: 2008-07-07
I was 22 years old and stationed on an aircraft carrier in Alameda, California; across the Bay from San Francisco. It was a Friday night and I was horny and fed up with the military attitude. I just wanted to get away and get a good fuck in the process. I hopped in my car and drove across the bridge to San Francisco, simply known as The City by those who love it.
I parked and walked a couple of blocks to The Stud, a popular dance club in the heart of The City. I could hear the dance tunes blasting out of the doorway a block away. I paid the $3 gate fee and proceeded straight to the bar and ordered a double Southern Comfort and Coke. I gulped half of it down and waited the few seconds for the liquid fire to subside and be replaced with a slight swimming in my head. I could feel the joints and muscles of my arms and legs relax and the headaches of military life melt away.
Now I was ready to be social. I then slammed the rest of my drink and ordered another. I turned away from the bar and looked around to see who and what had shown up tonight. It was busy, but nowhere near as busy as it would get over the next 2 hours, as it was only about 9 p.m. I often suspected that the two huge leather-clad studs that worked the door had huge levers hidden somewhere to cram the guys in, like the Tokyo subway system has.
There were young guys and old daddies, leather studs and drag queens, guys playing pool and guys playing pocket pool. Around the corner at the end of the bar I could see two hot young studs sitting closely, one whose right hand was hidden below the level of the bar, but the rhythmic up and down motion of his bicep indicated that he was giving his partner a hand job. Every once in a while the guy getting jacked would tilt his head slightly back and suck in a deep breath, obviously enjoying a flash of electricity running through his throbbing cock.
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Story Added: 2008-07-05
