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Teasing the Guy with My Sweaty Muscles

I met Greg last night. I had seen him there before. He's about 30, slender guy but really tight. His abs are awesome, you could bounce coins off them. So he was cruising me last night, I was doing my upper body routine and working up a nice sweat, so I stripped out of my shirt. Greg was watching me big time.
3.8 athletic

My Roommate Starts Lifting Weights

I had gained 30 lbs. of solid muscle since graduating from high school two years earlier and, despite my definite academic bent (I was double-majoring in history and classics), there was nothing I liked better than to spend time hitting the weights in the gym. Well, almost nothing.
4 college

Summer Swim

I have always loved the country - sun, clean air, nature, are the sure elements to make me feel better. This summer, though, I had an experience that I would like to share with you. I am now forty years old (way over the hill!!), but with training and regular exercise, I still remain quite fit. I am six feet tall with black hair and a good strong body.
3.2 beginnings

Whole Truck Load

I'm doing pretty good with a prosperous shop and reliable employees. I'm also a biker, I love my Harley's, and I'm considered a RUB. Harley bikers slang for "Rich Urban Biker". I'm not rich by any means, but I can afford to mess around with couple of Harley's in my stable. Besides Harley's, I like Cock, big ones, let me rephrase that, "big hard ones".
3.9 friendship

The Storage Unit Fuck

Mike looked so good in his starched white shirt and tie that Jim was having a hard time keeping his cock from getting hard. He hadn't slept well the night before, knowing that Mike would spend the next two nights in his bed.
3.3 friendship

Noticing a Familiar Face on the 12.30 Train

Something about him said I knew him. I did! I'd met him on the train that Wednesday years before. I made sure I always traveled by that train on as many successive Wednesdays as possible. I was eighteen and growing rapidly camp in the homophobic environs of Sydney town that 1952.
3.7 encounters

Taken

I'm as straight as an arrow, but something that happened when I visited Branson seven years ago, has been bugging me to death. Maybe if I go public with this one time, it'll go away and quit haunting me. It started in the lounge of a large hotel. Being a liquor salesman, I enjoyed talking to prosperous-looking, professional men sitting beside me at the bar.
3.3 encounters

Doing The New Daddy

It was quite an adjustment. I mean I'd spent nearly my entire adult life living with him and as one half of a couple. Now at the age of 32 I had to start over and learn to cope as a single individual. I talked my company into transferring me to another location so that I could get a fresh start.
3.4 beginnings

Peek Hours at the Gym

My boss was "The Big D"-Danny Barrett. A big, blond, open-faced bear of a man, he was a good-natured guy, a divorced father of two kids, both in college. For all the world he reminded me of the guy who used to play Wojo from the old "Barney Miller" series, but with a lot less hair on his head, and eyes that I thought were a lot bluer.
3.1 athletic

Big Cock Hot Cock Bodybuilder Rape

I had gone out the night before to the local club and saw the same old crowd. The music was dull and I just couldn't seem to get into the mood to party. Everywhere I looked I saw the same faces and wondered why I bothered. The kind of guy I would really like to get my mouth on would be a nice jock with a big cock, but my chances of that ever happening where next to nil.
3.3 athletic

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