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Hiking Club Offer

He was generally pretty even-keel, careful with money, good student, dedicated athlete (swimming, body building, running, bicycling), and he had turned out to be more than a good roommate. In fact, although I liked his shoulders, his athlete's good looks, and his tanned, long legs, he was basically very real, not into himself, and pretty much unaware of his male beauty. He'd be gone overnight.
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Science Fiction Story Mazed

In his hand he had my copy of Out, brown paper wrapped subscription, but the cover was exposed, revealing the issue's contents, and Brian impudently asked asked if I had more copies, as he found the sight of naked men enthralling: I have the entire collection in my closet.
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Mall Glory Hole Encounters

I went to a mens room at the end of the mall, that didn't get much traffic. The place was empty so I sat in the last stall which luckily had a large glory hole. I was sitting there for a few minutes when I heard the mens room door open. Someone came in and walked toward the stalls and entered the stall next to mine. I watched through the hole as he pulled down his pants and boxers. I said yeah.
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Neighborhood Theater

It was a small town movie house, the only one in town. A local family ran it, two elderly sisters, one middle aged brother. By this time the theater wasn't for first line movies. these you had to go to see two towns over, but they did still show double headers of good movies. This incident happened on the first night I went there.
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Horny Hitch Hiker

It was not my luckiest day. I had been waiting hopefully for nearly an hour and nobody had stopped. Then, quite suddenly, the sky clouded over and I was drenched with a burst of torrential rain. It was dreadful and my body was soon soaked to the skin and I felt very, very miserable. The rain stopped leaving my long blond hair bedraggled. I was only twenty-two and stood six feet two tall.
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Short Story About an Experience with an Older Guy

The following is one experience I had with an guy of about sixty years of age. I once went to a video arcade and saw an older guy go into one of the booths. A light at the top of the booth came on indicating that he put some money into the slot. No one else was around so I decided to see if he had locked the door. It opened, so I asked him if it was OK if I joined him and he said yes.
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First Cocksucker With Hunger In His Eyes

He picked me up hitchhiking, and I knew from the moment that I slid onto the seat why he had picked me up. I was returning from visiting my girlfriend at college. He was cruising for boys. I knew because of his eyes. They were wide open, as if they saw everything about me, but behind them there was only lust and begging. As soon as I he looked at me, I knew that I would let him.
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Hitchhiker And Trucker

So I packed my stuff up and left for my uncles house. I was walking about an hour and a half making great time when a trucker pulled ahead of me and asked me if I wanted a lift. So I asked him where he was going and his answer was close to my uncles house only about a mile away. So I accepted his offer and hope in. We made small talk for the first couple of miles.
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Hockey Trip

I dream of playing all the time, even still to this day. My only problem is that I tend to dream about the guys on my team. I love to shower after we get off the ice. The cold temperature in the arena seems to make certain parts shrink a bit but when they hit that hot shower its like a desert after a good rain. Dicks growing back to normal length are such a turn on for me. Well it didn't work.
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Mr Kims' Stripper

Mr. Kim was finally finished with his evening meetings, and the darken streets of Philadelphia became his only chance for escape. In Korea, he would have went straight home to his wife and son, quietly ate dinner, read the paper and went to bed, to stare at the ceiling till the whole thing started over the next day. It could never be spoken though. Not in Korea. He wanted to be controlled now.
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