My best friend, Jim, and I started having sex together when we were 18. By 19 we were swallowing each other's loads and fucking each other. Jim and I were both fairly hairy at 18, as were a number of guys in our class and we both liked hairy guys. I was 5'11", brown hairy, blue eyes, 165 lbs and had a hairy chest, stomach, arms, legs, ass and balls. Jim was 6', 175lbs, black hair, brown eyes and hairy.

When we were 20, we went to a cabin for 3 weeks in the summer for a vacation. The first week we spent most of the time inside, naked together. We did go swimming a few times and one night we went to a men's sauna. Since it was all men we were allowed to take off our towels and be naked in the sauna. While there 2 older men, in the mid 40's, came in, removed their towels and sat across from us. Both were good looking, Don was 46, 6', 180lbs, a lot of black hair on him. Matt was 45, 6'2", 185lbs, red hair, blue eyes with soft red hair all over his body. I went out to get some water, when I came back, the two men were gone and Jim told me they wanted us to stop over at their cabin. I asked Jim if he wanted to and he said he would like to have sex with either of the. So off we went, knocked on the door--Don opened the door, both were naked.

Jim and I ended up naked and on the king size bed with them. I was with Don and Jim was with Matt. Jim and I were giving these older guys blowjobs and we both enjoyed it a lot. I heard Don say he was going to cum and he did. What a load, right in my mouth. I heard Don say, 'god, he's swallowing my cum'. Just then Matt, the other older guy, said he was cumming, and we watched as Jim drank it all. The guys asked if Jim and I could take a cock up our asses and of course we said yes. These guys like fucking hairy young asses. I was on my back, legs in the air as Don fucked me and Jim was on his hands and knees as Matt fucked him from behind. What a sight.

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Yesterday I drank too much and today I have a monumental surge and, as is usual in these situations I have a brutal desire of sex--to eat and to be eaten.

I imagine myself adolescent, nude, in the arms of one attractive, strong and loving man. He caress me in a very sweet manner, he look into my eyes and smile. I blush and lower my eyes. He is clothed and I am entirely nude. I am seated on his legs; my face leaned upon his hairy and broad chest. His left hand wrapped me, his right hand caress me, my tender nipples, my legs, my testicles, as soon as he touch lightly my erect penis I began to shiver. He whisper in my ear words of love, my beautiful boy, my love. I feel the hardness of his penis through the trousers cloth. I insinuate my right hand under his shirt and caress the hair of his strong chest and his erect nipples.

I am very excited and at the same time I feel myself, languid, smooth, sweet, open, surrounded, and vulnerable. My happiness is his happiness, my pleasure is his pleasure, my love is his love. Now his hand caress my cheek, my neck, my movements are looking for the caresses of his hands, strong and sweet, I close my eyes, the point of his fingers raise my chin , he compel me to look at his eyes and penetrate down to the bottom of my soul, I am afraid, but the brightness of his eyes overflow me, secure me, calm me, I approach my lips to his mouth, he return to caress my cheek and smile me, he love me, I close my eyes, his warm and humid lips touch lightly my cold and dry lips, the point of his tongue lubricate the entrance of my being, he kiss me softly and at the same time strongly. I feel spasms in my penis.

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It was a typicial australian summer ..HOT and humid , it had been one of the hottest summers i can remember , everyday i would try and rush home from school to spend the afternoon drinking a few of my fathers beers and keeping cool swimming in the Pool , i always complained it was too hot but i hated it cold so i never wanted summer to end .

My dad (Robert) and i ( tom) lived alone together since mum died ,it was 3 years ago , she died suddenly in a car accident , it hit dad hard , she was the love of his life but it was just the 2 of us now , doing the best we could . dad worked in the city , he would catch the train to work each morning , stop of for a game of squash or workout with the boys from the office and be home around 6, id try hard to make dinner for us each night and if i forgot dad would order in takeout , My dad was in his 40s , fit , alittle bit podgy in the gut from the beers , short dark hair , think arms and a frown on his face like he was always worried , big think hairy legs from all the sports he did when he was younger , when i saw him swimming in the pool id admire his big think torso and his black hairy chest , quite different from my lean surfers body , blue eyes and a mop of wavy blonde hair , must have got it from mums side, sometimes id see my dads think massive cock through his wet white drunks as he swum in the pool , it would make my cock go hard and id run inside to make sure dad didnt see ...

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Years ago I lived in a small neighborhood in Iowa. One evening my neighbor from across the street came over to introduce himself. His name was Frank. During our conversation of housing costs and rude neighbors he asked me if I lived alone at which time I told him I was gay. He didn't seem offended or disturbed by my confession, but simply nodded his head in agreement. As the months went by Frank often came over to talk while I worked in my garage or in the backyard. One day while his wife was at work, he came over to chat with me while I refinished a bookshelf. While I worked we made small talk about other neighbors and his job. Frank was in his late fifties, about six feet tall. Not thin, but with a small gut, and a neatly trimmed beard. What I noticed most about Frank as he walked up the driveway was his huge bulge, and the way his package bounced up and down in the light colored tan shorts he often wore when he visited me. While we talked, he would cross his legs at his feet as he leaned back against the workbench that lined the back wall of my garage. This forced his cock and balls to push forward and up, stretching the fabric of his shorts to form a huge bulge which perfectly outlined his cock and balls. I could easily make out his thick, long cock, and equally proportion sized cock head as it arched over came to rest below the biggest pair of balls I think I have ever seen. I could see the top of his white briefs above the sides his shorts, and I often thought about how much I wanted to be those briefs, and how those pair of white briefs obviously had their work cut out for them having to cradling his impressive man meat that I fantasized had to weigh at least a pound. I know Frank was aware at his ample package, and on several occasions he saw me looking at his crotch and would just smile. I never apologized or quickly looked away ... I wanted him to know I was looking.

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It was last summer. My partner had invited his son that had just graduated high school to spend the summer with us. We all got along great. Cliff and I were betting that his son was gay, just like his father. Because sometimes we thought that he was watching us or at least trying to catch us having sex. He did his damidest to try to catch either one of naked in the shower or changing.

One night Cliff had decided to go out to the bar to go out drinking, but I had to stay home because I had to work on a project for work. I thought that Doug was asleep in his room when I had taken my break. I had gone up stairs to the kitchen and grabbed a few beers, I wanted to take a break and relax a little bit. I started to drink the beer and before I knew it, I had a good buzz going on. I decided to look at some porn on the computer. My dick was hard and wet from looking at all of the hot men and reading some fantasy stories. I was wearing just a pair of old shorts with no underwear. My dick was sticking out dripping pre-cum. I started to play with it, rubbing the pre-cum on the head of my dick making myself feel good. I thought that I was safe, Doug was in his room sleeping, and Cliff was out drinking, I was so horny that I started to jack off. It felt so good to play with myself. I haven't done it in a long time, because of lack of privacy.

The next thing I knew, Doug was standing at the office door. Watching me play with myself. He was wearing a pair of 501s that were un-buttoned. He had a soft belly, pale white skin, and his dick was hard, he was playing with and his nipples while he was looking at me.

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We came into my cabin. We had been sun bathing on the top deck of this cruise ship, and now it was time for something else.

I told Ray I'd better shower and he could join me if he wanted.

Suddenly he looked a bit shy like he wasn't sure this young man really would be interested in him if I saw him naked. But I was.

"Don't be shy, sweetheart," I said as I kissed him on the lips and started taking off my clothes.

Ray followed my lead and started undressing. Not that we had much on it had been a hot day in the Caribbean.

Ray is cute with his clothes on, but his naked body really turned me on. I had only met him this morning and this was the first time to see him nude.

He's beautiful.

Once naked, he looked at me and smiled at me. His smile is wonderful.

In we went, to the shower room, which wasn't very big so we ended standing right next to each other with very little space around us.

Therefore it was more natural for us to soap each other rather than ourselves. Soon it was more about kissing and fondling than getting clean.

I pushed myself against Ray and fondled his buttocks while I explored his mouth with my tongue.

Ray was doing the same thing to me. I caressed him all over the place. His buttocks. His balls. His cock. Back to the butt.

He liked when I gently rubbed my soapy fingers against his butt crack, not entering all the way but teasing him, like "don't worry, we'll get there yet".

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In July, the company I work for has an excellent picnic for us. Its a small office of about 70 people. Family and guests are invited. Close to 150 show up, and there is alot of food. The usual company awards are handed out and anything to congradulate employees. We have lots of games and contests and prizes to win. Everyone is casual and talking and laughing. What great fun it all is.

Well, I am looked at as an inspiration to the company so others look up to me. I played my part in all the fun and made others feel relaxed and enjoying themselves. This one teenaged boy, handsome and very intellegent, begins to hang by my side. I talk with him alot and he really impresses me. I almost get a hardon from his attention to me. I know I want to have sex with him, but damn, here we are at the company picnic no less.

I hadnt ever thought of having sex with a teenager but he was turning me on big time. I decided, I would find out if he was interested, so I went to the restrooms across the park and went into a stall. I sat down and before too long, someone entered the rank smelling room and went to the stall beside me. I looked and I knew the shoes, it was the boy. I was ragging hard now and didnt know what to do. I sat there and just waited. Wanting him to make the first move. I knew his dad, and his dad was not ok with gay men. I knew I wanted to plant my seed in the boy and not cause any problems at work.

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Kyle was awakened by a loud "THUD". He shot straight up in bed. "What?"he garbbled still half asleep. He looked around his room trying to focus still partly unaware was where he was. As he awoke he realized he was in his own room and that something had awoken him. He had heard a noise, that's right a noise. But was it real or just part of a dream? Maybe it was his Father. He glanced at his alarm clock and saw it was nearly three in the morning. His Dad had probably been in bed for three hours or so already. Oh, well since he was up he'd check and see if Dad was okay.

Kyle and his Father, Jeff lived alone for the past ten years since his mother's death. It had been an auto accident and it hit Kyle hard. He had been 9 at the time and now was suddenly without a mother. But his Father did an excellent job filling in. No it wasn't exactly the same but he knew that his Father loved him and had tried to be both Father and Mother to him.

And Kyle's Father had something to be proud of. He had raised a fine young man practically on his own. Kyle was now 19 years old and was getting ready to start college in the fall. He was the classic All American Boy. Good grades, good looks, he had it all.

While in High School Kyle had been the captain of his swim team so, he had a tight lean well defined swimmers build. One thing that no one could help notice about Kyle was his perfectly round bubble butt. No matter what he wore it seemed to protrude and get noticed by everyone, woman or man. Not to mention wavy sandy brown hair and piercing baby blue eyes. Plus he had one of those perfectly chiseled jaws with a smile that light up a room.

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It was a beautiful spring morning. I took my coffee out on to the patio and sat down at a table in my dressing gown and gazed at my garden. It was very, very private being screened on all sides by mature trees and shrubs. I had turned fifty and had been lucky enough to be able to retire and live off the rents that my property investments brought in.

I was still in good shape and guys often told me that I looked not a day over forty. And I had more than my share of guys. I loved all types of men but the young ones gave me my biggest thrills.

Last night had been memorable: The young college boy down the road had come over unexpectedly and we had sucked each other's cocks and fucked each other endlessly. I put my hand down my shorts and jerked at my ten-inch dick until it came in my hand.

Everything in my garden was sprouting and the grass had already grown a little too long. Time to hire a new gardener, I thought to myself. The old boy that had looked after my garden for the last few years had finally retired the previous autumn.

I went in to my study and reached for the yellow pages. There were lots of advertisements for garden maintenance but one stuck out from the rest. It was headed "Actors at Rest" and the text explained that all the firm's staff were actors who were resting between jobs.

A very well spoken guy answered my call immediately. I introduced myself and asked whether it was possible for someone to call that day; it certainly was. The pleasant voice at the other end of the phone said that Tim could come around at eleven and gave details of the hourly rate. It was quite acceptable and I gave my address.

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The banging on the door worked its way into Haken's head like a rotten, throbbing tooth. "Alright!" he bawled out, throwing back the matted, filthy furs he slept in. Where the hell was the bitch? "The World ain't ending is it?" he said, drawing on his trousers.

The banging got louder, like maybe the man on the other side had decided to dance on the door. "You fucking better have a Gods-cursed good reason for -", Haken said, yanking the door open. The words died on his lips when he saw Diogo and Valak.

"Bright morning to you," Diogo said, smiling cheerily and walking past Haken. Valak followed, tall, silent and deadly.

"Find the bitch," Diogo said to Valak.

"Right," he said, disappearing into the darkness beyond the tiny room.

Diogo sat on a chair, tilted it back on two legs and put his black boots up on a rickety wooden table. He looked Haken up and down, a tall thick man whose bloated belly showed the ale he packed away every night. His sleep bleary eyes were squeezed down to tiny points in the bright morning sunlight streaming in from outside. His scent filled the small room, stale liquor, piss and a nearly overpowering odor of sweat. Great oily drops rolled down the sides of his face as he stood looking at Diogo.

There was a thud in the other room, followed by a small, yipping cry, then Valak's low, grating voice saying, "No you don't, bitch."

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