People call me Tate. I am 24 years old and live in a pretty small city in the northwest US. I have blond hair, blue eyes. I am 6'0 and about 170lbs. Oh, did I mention I have a decent cock? Now I know most people exaggerate, but I do not. I am good solid 7.5 inches and I actually measured it. Anyway here is a true story.
It was November 26, 2001. The first snow storm of the season hit the area that night and for some reason I was horny. About midnight I decide to check out the local bookstore and thought I would just jerk off in a booth to some gay porn movie. Let me explain something really quick about porn. I have seen a lot of it in my days and I am actually quite disappointed. Most likely it is budget I don't know though. I have seen straight porn and if I were a straight man I would enjoy it a lot more then I do as a gay man watching gay porn. The reason is because I am a cum lover. I love cum, I dream about it, fantasize about it and crave it constantly. Now I know many may think that swallowing is a risky sexual behavior, well it is, but so is any sex you have, even condom sex. I don't consider swallowing any more dangerous then any other considered "safe sex" activity. Gay porn is pretty much all the same.
Each scene starts out with a couple guys sucking then they move to fucking then they cum on their chest or ass. You can practically predict it every time. There is hardly ever any quality close ups especially during cum scenes. Now straight porn is alot more original and there is a lot better close ups and better cum scenes. You always see these sluttish women guzzling cum like their life depends on it yet in gay porn it seems taboo and wrong. OK, now I have explained my views on that. Then you probably wonder why the hell I was in a bookstore beating off to it. Well, as inferior as it is I still would rather watch it then straight porn just becuase I don't dig chicks.
So there I was, horny as hell, headed for the bookstore. Now I never do any cruising or get sucked off at the bookstore, I am pretty shy about approaching someone and most of the guys that show up are too old or disgusting anyway. I go maybe once every 3 or 4 months just to jerk off in a booth and maybe buy a magazine, mostly for the stories, or buy a new porn video, hopefully for originality.
This night was different. I walk in the door and I see a guy near my age, and very cute, with a little baseball cap on. He was maybe 5'9" 150lbs. He was your typical boy next door type. Just looking at him made me think thoughts about sucking and cum. Of course I am shy so I didn't make well eye contact and just sort of scooted over to the porn videos. I started browsing the gay video section and kept looking back toward the booths. I see him walk out and toward me. My heart starts pounding. Then he turns and starts looking at some sex ads on a bulletin board. I so wanted to go over there and introduce myself, but I froze.
I figured he felt the same way because he was trying to send little signals hoping I would make the first move. He cruised back to the booths and about a minute later I head back for the booths. He began to wander back toward the video area while I passed by him. There were maybe 3 other guys cruising around and I wasn't interested in either of them. I took to a booth and locked the door. I put a dollar in and watched a video til my time ran out. I then decided to leave the booth and cruise around the area again in hopes to see him again and maybe get something going on. I then noticed all the booths were empty and all the guys cruising were gone. Well, except for one booth. The booth in use was the second one from the back wall.
The booth is open a crack and I can make out a shape and hear some porn noises going on. I couldn't tell if it was him or one of the other guys. My heart started thudding again. I so wanted it to be him and for him to maybe whisper at me to come in or something. I notice the booth against the wall had a glory hole in it but I was too afraid to even go in that booth and check him out through the hole. I wandered back out hopeful that if it were him and he noticed me trying to check him out that he would come out again and show me it was him therefore sending the unmistakable message that he wanted me to come inside.
That wonderful chance meeting of eyes, the unspoken acknowledgement of "oh yea, you and me" then rushing towards a bathroom or car where penises begin bubbling merrily moments later. "And what's your name?" Ah, but he's gone, and to be honest, I don't really care about his name. Sometimes you want to be in love, sometimes not. Sometimes a man just wants another man inside.
I have done many things with Julia but never quite as much as I have with Marcus. Any of you who have shared a deep intimate relationship with another guy will understand just how utterly impelling it can be, ones whole life centres around it, physically and emotionally and if that precious relationship terminates it is easy to want to end it all.
I had always been straight, until an 11.5 inch cock was waved in my face. Since that day two years ago, I have been exploring my bisexual side. I have recently posted my first few stories. This is the next of my true adventures. I went back to the bathhouse, took out a room, and headed for the showers.
He stretched out on the bed on his belly. I stood at the foot and looked down at his strong young body. His ass end was something to see! Long, firm buns with a cleavage so tight it looked like he had never been fucked before. My dick liked the sight, too. It began to twitch in anticipation.
The "why not" mode. I mean, that's not all. I have found myself grow decidedly more excited about see another guy's cock. and letting him see mine. I'm proud of mine. not saying HUGE, but. I guess sorta like the rest of me. nice and fun to be around. Perhaps, it's not different then the innocent curiosity of pre-pubescent exploration of the human form. music food, movies.
I had worked hard when I went to university immediately following school, and the results showed when I graduated from the best establishment with the highest distinctions, and Honours in most of my subjects. In fact, I had been the outstanding student that year. Also I had been asked to join the bridge club, which was indeed an honour, and I found that I enjoyed this mind game.
Both we in there late 20's, and worked hard all week except Sundays. Sundays they liked to kick back, polish off a few brews, and enjoy the park, or a hiking trail. Today was no different; they were hiking the trail up to Eagle's Nest in the Adirondacks Mountains. After a few hours they pulled off the trail to drink and rest. They found a shady spot near a clear pool by some huge rocks.
I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
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.
You know the one - I think it was started by some dude named Craig. Just for kicks ('cause I'm straight) I opened the postings for men seeking men. Thought it would be funny to see what the local queers were up to. There was a posting on the site for a glory hole. He showed enough reluctance to convince me he was a virgin to this kind of thing.
one reason because i had to use the bathroom, second reason because i wanted to read the sex writing on the walls an inside the stalls. it was obvious that men were having sex here an sucking eachothers cocks, cause there was date an times, an request, an phone numbers written everywhere.
It was alot of fun and a great opportunity to meet people. After I left for USC and schooling there, I continued my interest in skiing. USC had a ski club and I was an active member. During my junior year, me and a couple of class mates decided to spend our x-mas vacation at Telluride in Colorado instead of with our families at our respective homes. m. Our room was really just that.
To continue, I first realized I had gay inclinations in high school, but I didn't act on them (out of ignorance and fear). When I moved out of the old home at age 19, though, I decided the time had come to explore.
The kid had his ASU baseball cap on backwards, with the bill pointing down from his very slightly freckled shoulders, along his bare back, to his remarkably trim waistline. From what I could tell, the lucky man getting serviced was good looking. The gloryhole wall concealed his body except from the sternum up. Blond Man smiled at the small crowd, glad to be the envy of the rest of us.
Within seconds he has thrust his massive tool up my ass and begins fucking my man-cunt like a pro. I moan in pleasure as I concentrate on the feeling of the length of his cock gliding through my loose sphincter. He is the fourth cock to fuck my ass in the last 30 minutes. I savor the feeling of deep fucking. Then I notice his rhythm increase in speed. Faster and faster he fucks me.
About 2 minutes pass and that is exactly what happened, however, it wasn't him, it was one of the other guys and he was really trying to cruise me. He kept staring at me as I wandering around the bookstore trying to look like I was browsing, then he heads back for the booths and I guess he expected me to follow him, well fuck that, I knew the guy I was after was gone now and I wasn't about to stick around. I left the store and went home.
Now you are probably getting pissed at me for being such a wimp, kind of like how I felt about myself, wishing I made a move before he gave up and left. Well, this is the true story of what happened to me last night. Now this is when the story gets good because this is my fantasy, this is what I am hoping will happen in the future sometime.
I imagine myself heading back to the bookstore and seeing him there. A chance meeting. This time the signs are unmistakable. I follow him to the booths. He heads for the same booth the other guy had occupied. He whispers for me to take the booth next to his. I enter the booth and put in some bills. He puts his mouth to the hole and whispers, "Stick you dick through the hole, I want to suck it"
Oh god I am hard by now, I strain to unzip my pants and pull them down. My very erect cock pops free. I shove the cock through that glory hole and feel his warm mouth engulf my meat. There is something totally wild and exhilarating about shoving my cock through some glory hole and feeling a warm mouth on the other side. I could tell I was oozing a ton of precum and he keeps lapping it up. He takes his hand and starts to stroke my cock in unison with his sucking mouth driving me wild. I press my body against the wall and start fucking the hole, my thighs hitting the wall each time.
The feel of my body against that cold marble wall just made me feel dirty and slutty. I love it! His mouth and quivering tongue bathing my rod sending sensations throughout my entire body. I pound my body against the wall shoving my big thick cock down his greasy throat. I could feel the beginnings of my orgasm rise in my cock. I start moaning with the delicious ache of it. Harder and harder, faster and faster, my cock slips in and out of that brilliant mouth giving me a fucking awesome blow job.
I can tell the cum is getting ready to boil and I say in a loud enough whisper for him to hear me, "I'm gonna CUM!" And yes, he is a cum lover too because that encouraged him to really go to town on my cock. I thrust deeper and deeper into his throat and then I start shooting my load. I ram my rod once last time deep into the back of his throat and unload. I could feel my cock jump and pulse way down his throat and I feel that tremendous explosion of pleasure.
I squirt my cum for a good 10 seconds and he laps it up like it is sweet nectar. I pull my dick out of the hole and he whispers to me, "that tasted sooo good!" Still out of breath I put my face in the hole and whisper back "I want your cock NOW!"
The words were barely out of my mouth when he stood up and I could see him through the hole, about midsection down. I watch in anticipation as he upzipps his fly and down comes his pants and underwear. He has himself a pretty nice cock a good 6 inches. (hey i am being as realistic as possible, most guys are that size!)
It was already hard and I see a drop of precum oozing out of his cum slit. He shoves his meat in my face and I stick out my tongue. I lick up that salty drop of his precum and I am hooked. I can't wait to taste his thick load! My tongue roams around the head of his prick as I inhale his manly cock odor. Tasting him, wanting him. I take my hand and start jerking his cock as I suck him. I get a nice rhythm going with hand and mouth and just love every second. I could feel his cockhead in the back of my throat just beating with pleasure. He continually leaks his precious liquids and the salty taste is driving me wild.
Then he starts talking to me in that whisper "oh yeah baby oh yeah, you like that? you like my cock? do you want my sperm? you want me to cum in your mouth? do you want to feel that hot salty creamy load? yeah yeah yeah yeah" he was getting close I could tell by his breathing. He began to thrust his hips and shove that love rod deep. "oh yeah baby, that feels so good, I am gonna flood your throat with my cum! you want it you want it?" I wish I could answer but my mouth was full of salty cock. "here is comes baby oh yeah, i am fucking shooting! yeah yeah ohhhhhhhhhh yeah FUCK!" I feel the first jet of warm salty cum blast from his cock and down my throat. He begins to moan and whimper like a puppy dog as I milk his cock.
His cock erupts again and again with blasts of his thick creamy cum drowning me. He starts to withdrawal some, so his cock could rest on my tongue as he dumps the last of creamy load on my tongue. I suck on his cock until it becomes limp and he finally take it out. I savor the taste of his cum on my tongue wishing I could feel that forever, but eventually I swallow that last bit. He zips up his pants and whispers at me through the hole, "Oh man, that was probably the best fucking orgasm I ever felt" and I am very pleased and satisfied.
He take out a pen and paper and writes something down. He passes it to me through the hole and says "call me sometime, I'd love to have another suck fest outside of here maybe a 69" he has his name and number written on the piece of paper he passed to me. We both leave and I head home and fall right asleep because an experience like that totally wipes me out. And I can't wait for the next experience.
After a week out at sea, it became clear that this had been a bad plan for two reasons. The first was that I was violently seasick almost constantly. The second was N. C. O. Jake Taylor. He could have been any of the (devoutly hated) jocks-heroes from my high school: blond, arrogant, and perfect. He didn't look any older than us regular enlistees.
I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist, hoping that the only thing he saw was my naked ass. It was no use to run, even though it was the sensible thing to do, given a choice between fight or flight. The football game ended at least 2 hours earlier and I had just finished drying the last batch of towels before deciding to take a shower myself. I was certain that it would hurt. Kiss his balls.
I had become worried that my conservative family and friends would discover that I had been sexually submitting myself to a black man. I tried but could not stop thinking about Derrick working me over with his hot black dick and gave in to my animal desires. I rang the bell to his place and to my surprise a cute 20-something blond guy opened the door. "Hi I'm Kyle. They're expecting you.
5 inch uncut black cock until my face was covered with come. I had never anticipated doing something like this,but was incredibly turned on by the sight of such a huge cock and felt I would probably never get the chance again. I enjoyed that first time and decide I wanted more. 5 inch cock.
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.
I woke up in my apartment, raging hard-on as usual. Isn't that the way these tales always begin? It was January and really god damn cold outside. It was Saturday, so fortunately I didn't have to go to class. I didn't even want to leave the building. Three below zero even without the god damn wind chill. I had lived alone there for three months now, since my boyfriend and I split up.
I bought a dollar token and proceeded into one of the video viewing booths to enjoy some good porn to pass the time. I closed the door but did not lock it just in case someone decided to join me for a while. I had just put the token in when the door opened and a blond haired gentleman stepped in and locked the door.
It had never extended to anything physical before, almost as if we weren't ready for anything like that, but now, resting on the deep piled carpet in front of a roaring log fire, in David's luxury apartment, something more was happening and we were both entering into a new and exiting phase of our relationship. "Never, in fact I have never had anything with another guy," I replied.
My reasons for abandoning the Noble Art were that I was leaving school, starting a good job on the Stock Exchange and was fed up with a life which was limited to studying and training. My last fight was to be against Errol Collins, a black guy who I had fought on a number of previous occasions.
I took a $6000 pay cut at my day job and had to start delivering pizzas to bring in some extra cash. I used to deliver pizzas in college and knew that it was a fun way to make some quick money. (Free food was nice, too!) I went back to work at my old job, at Paul Revere's Pizza in Cedar Rapids. There was a young man working there named Clint. He was about 140 pounds, age 19, and 5'7".
Ned passed on and now Danny has done the dirty on me and I am merely one of his many achievements. But I am left with memories so passionate. I often wondered why he kept saying I am his "number nine, doctors favorite". I thought it was because of the sex games he liked to play.
Monday through Friday, week after week, month after month it was the same routine. All work and no play was truly turning me into a very dull boy! Between work during the week and chores I had to do on the weekend I was left with little to no time for myself.
I haven't been to one in a while, and besides, I hadn't seen the friends in a while, either, so I figured, what the hell. After a bit, I decided to use the john. Like every hotel, the Penta had a reputation as having a couple of bathrooms where stuff went on, but I didn't expect anything, considering the nature of the event. I stroked and looked back, to show that I was interested.
Even though I had gotten a few blowjobs I had never given one but have often though about getting up the nerve to try. One Friday night after a few beers I went to my favorite one to lose a load after a hard week at work. I walked around for a few minutes to see who was there. When I turned the corner there was a guy in a suit standing against the wall. He was about 26 5'9" and maybe 180lbs.
You know the one - I think it was started by some dude named Craig. Just for kicks ('cause I'm straight) I opened the postings for men seeking men. Thought it would be funny to see what the local queers were up to. There was a posting on the site for a glory hole. He showed enough reluctance to convince me he was a virgin to this kind of thing.
His back was to me, and as I went towards the porcelain altar, he turned away from it and me. I unzipped, took out my cock, and stood there, never able to piss. There comes a moment in every adventure where not to do something is to do everything, for you stop the forward progress of the story.
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.
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