Gay Sex Stories - Page 137

We had just left a club called the Cubbyhole and I was in a bad mood. We spent the night going from club to club and in that time I only found one fuckable guy. Yeah he was hot and of course I got his digits but come on, one guy in the span of five hours is pathetic. I can do better. I mean just look at me. Not to mention a 9" cock and the mutant power to make you cum with less than a thought.
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Aaron lacked that vaunted experience to get hired and he lacked the job to gain the experience. He was back in his hometown for only three weeks and he already wished that he was on the legendary `five-year plan' to give himself some extra time in the classroom. Or maybe six years might be best for him.
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All of the scarce wildlife had already disappeared into the shady alcoves along the stretch of beach. I had located a shady isolated picnic area on the tourist map, which had to be around here somewhere. After stumbling through some bushes and an overgrown footpath, I eventually found the picnic area. There was a little braai area and some crude benches.
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Sigmund Freud might have surmised that I constructed my dream through subconscious observation. But I have always thought that Freud sounds so much like fraud. Besides which, I have never met anyone with an Oedipus complex, although there are certainly plenty of motherf**kers in the world. Trust me, I work with most of them. At first he shifted nervously on the sofa, trying to phrase a response.
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TDY -- temporary duty was always good to have. Having been in the army for a couple of years and being an NCO, I enjoyed those occasional opportunities that came along to go places away from my home fort. This one was going to be more of an adventure than I had thought.
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I enjoyed fantasizing about guys I met on the Club Stroke Chat, because some are very congenial people and I'd found them very attractive. This time my fantasy was to be about "Ernest," with whom I'd cyber-jacked after finding out we both had foreskins. Then came the surprise.
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I really love fantasies, because I can do things in them that I could or would not in real life. For example, ever notice how so many personal ads read something like this: "Hot older man, 45, seeks youngster 18-25. " I don't see many ads listing a young guy in search of an old-timer. I'm 61, and the odds of finding a 25-year-old attracted to me are slim.
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I ran my finger lightly down its length, admiring its smoothness and symmetry, as Jim squeezed my cock-head between thumb and forefinger. We were both getting hard, and eager to enjoy a mutual jack-off. We'd met through my friend Phil, who was the informal head of an informal network of guys who enjoyed jacking off, alone or preferably together.
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My imagination develops the plot while I slowly and lovingly stroke my cock, bringing it gradually to the brink. One afternoon I stripped naked, grabbed some paper towels, and lay back to enjoy another fantasy about mutual jacking. In this one, I was in the hospital for prostate surgery. In real life, I have a slightly swollen prostate as do many 60 year old men, but do not need surgery.
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We were exactly the same age, 39, and fairly experienced in sexual matters. That was why we'd met as part of a loose network of guys who shared the same outlook and preferences, specifically, that mutual jacking and other forms of play were preferable to many other types of sexual expression. He sat next to me on the couch, and I felt the warmth of his thigh through the fabric of our clothing.
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