I'd just returned from a long vacation in Florida. Normally, I would have been relaxed and spent after a month in the city of Miami, but this time I had spent the entire time with family. That meant no chance of any time on my own. What a drag! Well, I'd gotten home to my apartment late on a Thursday night and fell right into bed. The next morning, I woke with a raging hardon and full balls that were begging for release. Needless to say, it's hard to ignore that urge, but I wasn't seeing anyone at the time.
So I decided to head out to a place I knew I could get some action. I'd never been to this place before, but some of the guys I'd been with had told me about it. It was an adult bookstore with video booths in the back. Those booths had holes cut in the walls, those famous "gloryholes" we all hear so much about. It sounded a bit risky to me, but with a hardon like I had, jacking off just wasn't going to cut the mustard.
I showered up and cleaned all the necessary nooks and crannies first. Before getting dressed, I took a long look in the full length mirror to see what all the guys there would be lusting after. I stood 5'11", a firm muscular 180 pounds, short cut blonde hair, clean shaven All-American face, broad shoulders, smooth firm pecs, short curly blonde pubes, cut 8" cock, firm round ass cheeks, and toned legs ending in size 10 feet. I knew I looked good, and every guy I'd ever been with had gone to extreme lengths to let me know they agreed.
I wasn't really an egomaniac about it, though. Growing up I was kind of chubby and didn't have too much self esteem. I grew out of it when I went to high school and tried out for soccer. They worked my ass off, literally. Soccer was important to my life for more than one reason, because it was the first time I discovered that I liked other guys. It didn't take me long to figure out all the essentials, and for years after high school I'd been practicing my moves on and off the field.
Confident that I looked good and felt good, I headed out for the bookstore. I pulled into the parking lot about noon, and I was immediately impressed by how many cars were there. There must have been at least 15, and most of them looked like they belonged to young guys like me.
I really was only worried about seeing anyone I knew. I hadn't come out of the closet so to speak, and I wanted to wait until it was the right time for me. I can't stand all those people who think they are doing you a favor by "outing" you forcibly.
Well, I knew I had to take my chances, and I couldn't keep it a secret forever, so I headed on in. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the dim light of the place. I saw a guy standing up front at a counter with all kinds of sex toys displayed in the window in front of him. I waved a $5 bill in front of him and he motioned me over to a change dispenser.
As I went inside the building the attendant said for me to strip naked in the locker-rooms. I went into the locker-rooms and stripped naked and put my clothes in the locker. The only thing insight was a towel on a hook outside of the sauna rooms and seeing everybody was men I just shrugged my shoulders. What I didn't know was this was a bathhouse for gay men.
I made a quick check, none ot the booths were occupied since it was a bit early, so I decided to just wait it out. This place had a big room on one side, no doors, and no videos, just a very dark room where sometimes guys would just let it all hang out and wait for a cocksucker to come and do his thing. As I went through the door, my eyes caught sight of a real hunk slouched in the doorway.
I started into the gay scene by looking for men on the Internet. After I found Tom I went to his place. I walked into his apartment. He meant me in the kitchen. We moved into the living room where he put on a CD and lit some candles. We sat down together and talked a little with some touching. Tom then leaned over and kissed me. This was my first kiss. Before he took it into his warm mouth.
I went out earlier in the evening and bought a six pack to keep me warm on that cold December night while I visited chat room after chat room on the Net looking for a hot cyber date. Little did I know, this night would not be like all of the other nights alone with my PC. And apparently my online love interests thought so as well as they told me on numerous occasions.
Of course, I'd wanted to go to a City, but as the spring moved along, I realized I'd be lucky to go anywhere. Finally, I was offered a job in a small South Dakota town. Right on the edge of nowhere at all, population 3,200. I'd be teaching Freshman and Junior English, geography, U. S. Just a small U-Haul.
I've been lucky enough to have had it a few times, but most of the time it's just me, a tube of K-Y, and a dildo. Last week, that changed for one incredible night. After a week of being horny every single day and having no opportunity to act on it, I found myself alone on a Friday night; no plans, no obligations, but some spare money and a raging appetite for cock.
I wasn't yet tired, but being in a relatively small town, there wasn't much open. I was feeling particularly horny, though, and I knew of a spot where guys hang out and cruise for sex. I wasn't too sure if anyone would be there this late at night, but my dick wasn't taking no for an answer, so I went anyway.
My one buddy Sean showed up to the bar with a friend visiting from New York. To better set this up, I am a rather small guy with a nice body and very nice butt. OK, there were a total of five of us running around this bar for the T-dance, and having a blast. His thighs were like tree trunks.
He was starting work as the head football coach at a mid-size mid-western university. At 32 years of age, 6'2" and 180, he was different from most college coaches: he was physically fit and young. Not only did he have to get used to a new community and a new job, but his young son, Randall Jr, 18 years of age, needed time to adjust. At 5'4" and 110 #, Randall Jr.
First I was introduced to my cellmate Pete and once we felt comfortable, he began to tell me how things work in the joint. I remember going to the shower room for the first time. There was this one wall with about thirty shower heads. It was steamy but as I got closer I could see what was going on.
And if you know jocks, we like to wear jockstraps a size too small so that it shows off our ass and supports our pricks. Then there are those like Jack, he doesn't wear a jock at all, just puts on his football pants commando. You would think it hurts, but his prick is so large that the pants do well to support it. He seems to always be mad, so I normally just say 'hi' and walk on by.
I am a graduate student in a university located in a major metropolitan area. I'm 24 years old, I would say I'm fairly good- looking, and I work out regularly. The guy I'm going to talk about next didn't turn out to be my boyfriend, but he is surely the most gorgeous guy I have ever met, and the sex we had were, oh,. The swift movements of his muscular legs and arms evoked energy and power.
It wasn't as easy to find someone as I thought. There were many who seemed just to want to talk, exchange pictures and naughty cams on MSN. I almost gave up hope when about three times I arranged to meet someone and they didn't turn up. I felt absolutely gutted and realized I had been taken for a ride, that they were only using me on the net for their own kinky ends.
After going to and from school for a couple of months I noticed that a couple of boys that were both in my class lived only four houses from me. At first I thought they were twins because they were both in the same class with me. We finished our Junior and Senior year together and ended up being close buddies. Ed usually went his own way but Mike would hang out with me a lot.
I grabbed a beach towel and took off in my car. When I got there, I found his secluded little road and followed it to this huge sand dune near the ocean. No one was around but me, and I lay on my back and decided to take a nap. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew I was staring at the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I looked up further and I was now looking at a young-looking dude.
I had always been hugely talented in the domain of art, and hugely crippled in all others. I got through high school somehow, taking art classes at every single time I could, taking only the mandatory "other" ones. And then, acting on a spur-of-the-moment decision, I decided to apply for an art university in Vienna, Austria.
Shawn is about 40, single, and pretty much a loner. I had asked him to run a few errands for me, and I took him to lunch to show my appreciation. I asked how he was doing and what was going on in his life. His dad recently passed away and he was alone. He told me he was ok, but he feels alone, like there is him, and then everyone else.
I kick with my feet in the frothing hot spa water and my trunks ride the jet stream to the surface. Slap them onto the concrete beside the spa. Feels mighty fine to be buck naked in the hot water. The motel pool/spa room closed at ten. But when I tried my room keycard, the green light blinked and the door opened. I kept the lights off so as not to be noticed. Then I have the place to myself.
I lost my virginity in oh so many ways. I had a girlfriend, and I was totally into her. She graced me one summers eve by making me a man, but that is a story for another time. This story is about defining manhood. I also lost my innocence that summer. A teacher, of sorts, taught me more than I bargained for. Strangely, I had no objection to him doing as he pleased.
But each time it happened I found my self more in awe of just how damned much they seemed to love sucking my cock. It was hard to believe that they seemed not bothered at all that I wouldn't suck them off and in fact seemed to enjoy sucking me and taking my cum as much if not more than I enjoyed being sucked off.
Men's room in the fine arts school was the site of a glory hole, where I would occasionally sit in the stall where it was and try to figure out why someone had cut a hole out of the wall at this level. After a few more trips there it finally dawned on me.
One day at training a gym day was made compulsory for our 2 month training schedule before we went to south africa on an athletics tour in the summer of 99. A few of us had stayed extra hours (most of the other guys had left around 9pm). Watching Peter pump iron was so sexy, turning me on incredibly.
It was my old friend Paul who I was expecting to accompany me that evening. I'm in my thirties but I'm still rather trim and handsome and I have a wide circle of gay friends. None of my friends could come so I decided to go alone and I dressed up in my smartest suit and drove to the railway station and took the train into London.
Coach Debor was wearing his skin tight white pants and showed us how to use all of the equipment. He noticed me staring at him the whole time. and I wasn't watching his arms. During lunch that day, I got a pass to go down to the lockerroom. Coach was there waiting for me and he told me that he saw me staring and that he was gonna teach to stare at him. All he was wearing was a towel.
Don't get me wrong, the weathers not always like this in the UK, just when we get rain we seem to get lots of it. I decided to stay in and get some work done on the computer and had spent most of the day working on digital photos in PhotoShop or writing stories. At six p. m. I put a meal in the microwave and heated it, then went into the lounge to eat and watch the local news and weather.
I had just broken up with my girlfriend and I was drunk and horny. I was surfing the net and came across an interesting website. An online cruising site for men. I created an account. I was instantly overwhelmed with the number of men searching for sex. I immediately became interested in this man who said he was 20 and was a threesome partner with a 40 year old man. I began messaging them.
They seemed like all American frat types and were very friendly. I asked them about the frat row, etc. They talked about the parties and so on. I got a tour through their frat house and the place was mostly empty. It was late so I guess the guys were out or asleep. Somehow we started talking about gays...
As fate would have, it my route took me passed an old established cruising ground, which I must admit, I have stopped at several times in the past without any success. However, today would prove to be different, walking down amongst the trees I noticed it was very busy with lots of guys, all shapes, sizes and ages. Within a minute I saw a young man, not much more than 19, if that.
The dormitory I lived in was a temporary building , with very small individual rooms, and with a community shower on each of the two floors. One of the first people I made friends with was a guy named Tom. We would get together after we were through studying and shoot the bull for about a half hour, then head for the showers. I had bunk beds, and Tommy slept in the upper.
At a gay bar a guy walks up and asks me "How's it hanging tonight, Dude?". I tell him that rigid and hard was a better description than "hanging". He laughed and said tonight was my lucky night since I had been invited to participate in an orgy aboard a yacht.
I put my money in and got quarters in return. The sign at the entrance to the video booths section said "quarters only- one person to a booth- no sexual acts..." so on and so on. What a load of bullshit! Like the owner didn't know what went on there. From what I'd heard from other guys, this place was a regular orgy sometimes! I was about to find out that they were absolutely right!
As soon as I got back to the booths, I saw several guys pretending to look at the movie listings. They were really checking out other guys. I saw a few guys that looked good, so I sort of gave one a knowing glance and stepped into an empty booth. He was a young guy, maybe 23, lean and dark with long black hair and dark eyes, a nice looking package between his legs, and a great smile. The booth next to it, which he was standing next to, was empty also.
I noticed that he started to enter his as soon as I went into mine. I dropped a quarter in the slot and soon heard him do the same. By now, I was pretty well adjusted to the dim light and I could see that there was a gloryhole carved into the stall on either side of me. I saw a finger in the hole to my left, the same one that they guy I'd been eyeing had gone into. It didn't take me long to get his intention, and I pulled out my quickly hardening cock and stuffed it through the hole for him.
He immediately began to suck on it with long, slow strokes, getting it nice and lubed up. He sucked on it like that for about 5 minutes, then changed to a quicker pace. I was almost ready to cum when he stopped and pushed my cock back through the hole. It was soon filled with his own impressive tool, and it was fully hard and at least 8 and a half inches! I didn't hesitate to put it in my hot mouth and start slurping away. It was delicious!
This was one of the hottest cocks I'd ever sucked, and he seemed like he could last a long time, too. I sucked him for what seemed like 10 minutes, and he pulled out his cock this time and put his finger through again. I was about to put my cock in the hole when I heard him ask me to come over to his booth. I didn't need to be asked twice, even though I really liked the feeling of anonymity. I pulled my shorts up and went over to his door.
It was slightly open, and as soon as I got to it he opened it up all the way for me. I quickly stepped in and resumed sucking his rigid cock while he shut and locked the door. This went on for a while longer, licking his cock and sucking on his hefty balls until he was moaning in ecstacy. After 10 minutes or so of this, he pulled it out again and told me he just had to fuck me. I obliged gladly, and pulled my shorts off all the way. I bent over while he licked and sucked on my tight sphincter. It felt so good, but I wanted his cock in there.
"Fuck my ass, man" I told him. He didn't say a word, but got up and pulled out some lube and proceeded to grease up his fat cock. Then he rubbed the head all over my ass and started to press it into my hole. God, it was so big and hot! I was worried about the size, since I hadn't done this in over a month, but he took it real slow and easy until I was relaxed enough. When I was, he jammed it in full force and kept jamming it back and forth with the same urgency. Al the while, he kept panting and moaning, while whispering about what a hot ass I had. It didn't take long before he had shot his load deep into my bowels, continuing to stroke until every last bit was out of his softening cock.
It was fantastic, but I still wasn't satisfied. After he thanked me and left, I saw another cock pushed through the hole to my right from the booth I had just exited. I greedily sucked it in, and it was even bigger than the last guy's cock, but not as long. It was maybe only 7 and a half inches, but it was thick as my wrist! My jaws hurt after a few minutes of sucking on that monster, but I wasn't about to give up on it.
He pulled out before long and motioned for me to join him back in his booth. This was just too good! This guy was a bit older, maybe 30's, but he was still hot. He had short cut brown hair, and he looked like a professional of some sort. I thought I'd seen him before, but I couldn't place him. But his body and cock were just too nice to ignore, so I went down on him again, and before long he was begging to suck me off. I let him, and was he ever an expert cocksucker! He had me ready to explode within minutes, but he didn't let me.
He pulled off my cock moments before I would have shot my load, and then he quickly spun me around and pushed me over until I was grabbing my ankles. Before I could say a word he jammed his fat dick up my ass and started working it like there was no tomorrow. I was in pain at first, but it was too damn hot to protest. He fucked me good and hard for a few minutes, but then he stopped as if something was wrong. I asked him if he was ok, and he answered by telling me to look at the gloryhole to my left. Again, I got the feeling like I should know him, this time by his voice.
I looked where he told me, and there was another beautiful cock waiting for someone to wrap their lips around it. This one was a dark chocolate black man's dick, and it looked every bit as tasty as chocolate. I looked back at the guy with his dick in my ass and he told me to "suck that big black cock" through the hole. Well, I didn't want this to stop for anything in the world, so I did as he said and moved over to put the gloryhole cock in my mouth. It was a little smaller, maybe 9" long, but not as thick, but it was one of those perfectly formed dicks that just look good enough to eat.
So I devoured it alright, and before long I felt the monster cock go up my sore ass again. I was getting fucked at both ends! I couldn't believe it, but this had always been a big turn-on for me! I was just beyond expressing my excitement, so I just sucked and fucked with all I had! The next thing I knew, the huge dick in my ass was spasming and spurting hot loads of cum into my insides. A few seconds later, the cock in my mouth began to shoot its manly load, too. Three loads of sperm in me in one afternoon! I was in heaven! The cock in the other booth pulled out and I never saw who it belonged to, but the guy behind me thanked me for the best fuck of his life.
He gave me a card with his name and number on it, and I was surprised to find out that I knew who he was. He was a local newscaster, and one of the hottest men on tv. He recognized me, too, because he had been a sports broadcaster when I played in high school! He told me he had always thought I was the hottest guy on the team. Needless to say, I used that phone number, and we've had many more "anonymous" encounters at the bookstore, among other places.
I like to carry on like I'm real naughty and slutty sometimes online, and I can be too, but really most of the time I'm this quiet, shy librarian. This night though the naughty slutty side was out in full force, and I said I'd love it. Both these guys are a little older than me, Anon is mid 50's, short, average build, and Pizza3 is late 40s, tall, more muscular. Pizza3 was late 40s, tall and more muscular.
He was always a studious, bookish lad given to long-winded speeches about rather esoteric matters. He was shy and reserved, but I found that rather attractive. As might be expected with any conversation with Brad, we spent about 3 hours talking. "Yes," I said, "You are very cute. I looked at his firm butt and flat stomach....
I knew there was such a thing as fucking but that was not a common thing around where I lived. Anyway, I was 18 and a sophomore in highschool. I wasn't a jock but neither was I a nerd. I took phy-ed with the rest of the guys in my class. I was a little on the slim side but my penis was very well developed; much larger than the other guys. Anyway. I got in and he started the car going.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
Jimmy meets the son of his land lady and they end up going to a sports complex near by. There I meet plenty of people interested in what I have to offer.
Josh and Clay had partaken in the occasion net sex leaving themselves in a sticky state, but it was finally to happen, they would finally be together for the first time. As Clay boarded the plane he thought of what would happen when they finally meet in only 30 hours time.
As good as they were, I didn't know how special this day would turn out to be. Just off the food court of the terminal was the Mens' Room, a rather large Mens Room. It had the noisy double doors, and the main restroom was subdivided by having the twelve urinals and matching washbasins in the front portion, and trough the archway to the rear was the four sit-down stalls.
I returned to the club, took a room and headed for the showers. There were a lot of men cruising, but little obvious going on. I noticed that many men sat in their rooms reading but with the door open. I was still new at this and unsure of etiquette for meeting etc. Guys were walking by and looking in.
He felt really good this morning. He lied there wearing only a tight pair of workout shorts. His hands started to feel his chest. His fingers grasped his rock hard nipples and twirled the little hairs around them. He felt every muscle in his chest, perfectly smooth and perfectly developed.
Since I worked during the day I took night classes and on this night I attended my Humanities class, when class was over I didn't feel like going home so I stopped by the liquor store and picked up a six pack of beer. I went driving around going nowhere in particular, and soon found myself way out of town.
He had all the money and all the power. He could see for himself that white teenage boys his own age had smooth fair skin, with soft whiffs of blond and brown hair on their body. Their skin flushed red on winter cold days and developed a healthy tan under the summer sun. Set against their blue eyes and blond hair white boys were exceedingly colorful to him. Jerome longed to be close to them.
There was an area on nearby Lake Travis that was known for nudity. I'd even gone there once with my wife and enjoyed the nudity. There is something about being naked in public that I enjoy a lot. It is still there and I believe you can still go nude but now its a county park called Hippie Hollow Park. I'd heard that there was a gay section of the park. Those boulders were covered with naked men.
The office made me nervous, it was completely in white. I had come here because my friends had recommended this place as having the best masseus ever, well that and the fact that the guy was suppose to be this major hottie. I told the hot receptionist that I had an appointment for a full body massage.
I known this ever since my cousin made me suck him off when I was 15. I have a favorite place to go for this kind of activity too. Its the county court house. Our Current Events class took a field trip there one day and I discovered, quite by accident, a glory hole in the basement bathroom. I took advantage of every chance I could to go check it out.
m. in the evening, and it's been a long hot day. I had arrived that afternoon, and the journey from the airport to the hotel was very long. It was nice to be back, and the hotel was cool and welcoming. You arrived at reception and asked for me, and soon you were at the door. Warm smiles, both of us pleased to meet at last, after the many messages by e-mail. Later, we shall eat. You hesitate.
Before ya' get too many idea's about me I'll tell you this; I've got a girlfriend, we fuck, we fuck alot but theirs one thing, one place I mean where she won't let me go and that's her arse. I'm a faithful guy, maybe I'm kidding myself but the way I see it if I fuck with guys thetas not really being unfaithful, it's just gettin' what I need.
One evening, I went to swim about 10PM. Very few people were around so I had the place to myself. When I was done, I went to the locker room and then to the showers. A few minutes later, an Asian guy came in and stood at the shower across from mine. He was very thin and smooth, but had a thick black bush and a large hard cock. He noticed me looking and kept on showering. I said I wouldn't min.
Not many people went there, and if I hung out in the mens room, occasionally I got to suck cock. One afternoon, a slightly chubby guy with medium brown hair about 25 came in and watched me sitting on the toilet stroking my cock. He came over to me and started stroking me and playing with my balls. He had a really nice touch and got between my legs and sucked my cock.
Call him what you will - cock, prick, pecker, cherry-capped dangler, knobbly ape - he is the source of most of the pleasure of my waking hours. And in fact of many of my sleeping hours too. I swear he never sleeps. How many times do I wake up to find him up and throbbing, stabbing the mattress, demanding my attention once more? He is so faithful. Sometimes I chide him gently.
Found an Adult theater & a couple of bookstores with video booths. One of the bookstores had had some really big booths & several had glory holes. I settled in watch a hot film of several men with one lady, & took a look through the glory hole next to my bench. I saw a guy stroking a real nice medium sized cock. He saw me & moved over so that I could get his cock.
Yesterday, several freshman had moved into the hall. I live on a first year floor, but I'm a junior. Anyway, there were about five new people. I was sitting in my room, and one of them knocked on my door. I told him my name and offered him a seat. I have a single, so we talked for a while.
So I figured I'd just check it out. I went to some particularly wooded but obvious fuck fest type locations. No luck. I came across one area that was open but had a canopy of trees and completely surrounded by the trees to make it a natural privacy area. I pulled out my cock and started to jack off a little. Man I wish I had that guy on top of me. I stopped and said nothing.
True story from my experiences in a gay sauna. After undressing and wrapping a towel around my waist, I went downstairs for some hardcore cruising. This late 20s well-built black guy catches my eye. I want him, lets see if I can get him to fuck me.
How could he possibly not know who he was or where he came from? He also had no idea if he'd ever done anything to get in such good shape. Long legs, tight buttocks, tapering to a slim waist and flat hard stomach. The Amnesia was not able to take away his desire for men though.
I was horny as hell, but a trip to the back room wasn't even worth the effort it took to get past the groping hands. What Frankfurt lacked in European beauty, it made up for in good gay bars - with lots of US Military attendance. The Army crowd often took notice of my tall, muscled, frame. They must have come into the bar while I was in back. John was up for another beer and I ordered him one.
This is a true story, and before I begin, let me describe myself: I am 5'8. 18 years old, clean shaven with short blond hair, and very full lips. I've been living in the West Coast with my parents for 5 years when this incident occurred.
They seemed like all American frat types and were very friendly. I asked them about the frat row, etc. They talked about the parties and so on. I got a tour through their frat house and the place was mostly empty. It was late so I guess the guys were out or asleep. Somehow we started talking about gays...
Stefan had just brought Archie from his mansion to inspect the newly furbished summer house in his massive acreage Rubin's estate. Stefan knew that the lord was interested in him, beyond what was normal. The Lord had already said that he thought his broken English accent sex and very attractive.
Sometimes I get really horny, like today, and I go trolling around the aol chat rooms. This one time a guy wanted me to shit in his mouth, which I agreed to do.
Craig was pissed when he went to bed last night. It wasn't so much that he had to work this summer; in fact, he'd planned to look for a job anyway. It was his dad saying it will make a man out of you. He was right though, but not as he intended.
Of course i noticed everything about him right off the bat. He looked to be about 19 with cute boyish looks very dark short hair about 5'11" 150. He had on a polo shirt over a white undershirt and a pair of black nylon Nike warm-up pants that definitely caught my eye. I looked up and he smiled. Strange I thought as he handed my card back. Ugh i thought. I told him no. I moved my hand back.
Some memories last a lifetime and will be repeated and enjoyed. The value of a Best Friend can never be overstated. Sharing life's experiences, milestones and pains. Rick and I were best friends since the day we met.
My name is Dennis. I am 21 and have brown hair and hazel eyes. I weigh 135 pounds. I work at Ameristar casino. I was off for a few days. I woke up in the middle of the night to go pee and stuff. I decided to get on my computer and see who was on Gay. com. In the Omaha room there was only one person. I thought I might chat with this person because it was only 2:00 am.
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