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It was 9:30pm on a Thursday Night. I had just left a meeting with some business associates in downtown NYC. I was debating taking the Path back home to NJ, or spending some time in the city. I wasn't really hungry, but could use a drink, so I decided to go to a bar. But where? I called my girlfriend, told her I was going to stay in the city for a few more hours, so I wished her a good night, and told her not to wait up for me. Read More...
Bottoms Up, the local gay bar in a quiet neighborhood, has now been in business for twelve years, and their business is growing very rapidly. The number of customers has doubled each year for the past three years and the bar is undergoing an expansion. The increase in business, in most part, is due to the Old Queens Gang, a group of six older men who are regular customers of Bottoms Up. The group, for a few years, have met at the bar three or four times a week. The owner of the bar and the bartenders attribute the rise in business to the Old Queens Gang. In one corner of the bar, the owner placed a table and chairs with a sign that reads "RESERVED for the Old Queens GangTues. and Thurs 3:00PM to 7:00PM -Sat and Sun. 3:00PM to 10:00PM". Read More...
I had moved back in with my folks after being out on my own for some time. I had finally come to grips with being gay and being sexual. I loved to jerk off...it was my favorite hobby. I never pegged myself as someone who was voyeuristic, but one afternoon I just couldn't help myself. It was around 11 am one weekend and my mother had left to spend time with her friends. I could hear my dad up rustling about so I decided to get out of bed and start the day. As I walked across my room I could hear the bathroom door shutting. I opened my door to see that my dad had just gone into the washroom. I figured I'd lay back down for a bit until he had finished. After 10 minutes, I started to get kinda horny...started thinking dirty thoughts (hmm wouldn't it be funny if dad was in there jerking off right now??). My dad was a stocky man, very tanned and hairy with chiseled good looks. I always wondered if his dick was nice and thick like mine was... Curious I got out of bed and crept down the hall. It was so quiet in the house that my breathing sounded like a machine. I put my ear up to the door and just started to listen...my breathing got so hard that I actually had to hold my breath...suddenly I could hear something, a wet slapping noise. At first I wasn't sure but then I knew it was the sound of my dad just pounding his wet cock. Read More...
Pushing open the heavy pinewood door, Roger Jackson was unable to prevent the chill March wind carrying a small heap of dead elm leaves into the reception area as he struggled with an armful of case notes and the two pints of semi-skimmed milk;. the latter having been jammed under the car park gate, as usual, by the milkman on his pre-five AM milk round. Using his right foot in a neat, rear-kicking movement, he managed to thrust the door back into its frame and nodded to himself as he heard the latch drop. Roger slid the pile of notes onto the receptionists desk and, safely landing the milk cartons beside them, checked the practice answer phone for any overnight messages - there were none. Turning, he gathered the milk up again and made off into the kitchen, put the milk into the fridge and set about filling and boiling a kettle for tea. This completed, he returned to the reception, picked up his precious paperwork and entered his surgery. Read More...
When I was 14, I had a best buddy whose daddy drove one of the big rigs across the country. One afternoon I went over to my buddy's house after school and his daddy's truck was parked out front. The family car was gone from the driveway and my buddy explained that his mom was staying overnight at a relative's house. He asked me if I wanted to meet his daddy. He said his daddy was in the bedroom. Read More...
It was just over two months since my neighbour Reg and I had our first suck and wank session which we do now on a regular basis. Each session just seems to get better as Reg gets more adventurous and eager to explore. Read More...
It was 1974 and I just arrived at my Aunt's summer cottage on Long Beach Island, NJ. Upon arriving a man of about 6' 4" and quite handsome came up to the car and greeted us. I was introduced by my Aunt and was happy to find out that this manly man was my 3rd cousin. His name was Bill and I felt a warm feeling come over me as I shook his masculine hand. Read More...
"George, my boy, I promise you will be very happy at Court!" Read More...
It's real fuckin special for a boy to be brung up by his daddy. There's nuthin better'n the deep love a father & son get to share with each other. The love between a father & son is the most natural & wholesome love there is. I'm proud that me & my pa are man enuff to express our love for each other openly. For all of you guys who hunger for a closer bond with your son, or more intimate contact with your father, I'm gonna describe a typical day for us. Read More...
I had been asked to join the local profession/business men club that was setup like many in the country for retired men in order to share interests, friendship and do good chartable works for the local community.
On the face of it I was flattered, because I had received both a letter and a phone call; however, I had just turned forty and I wondered if the chairman of the club knew this. It had transpired that my lovely old neighbour, who was ninety five and still as sharp as a razor, had spoken with Ken the Chairman saying that I would be a good candidate to join. The problem was my neighbour bless her had muddled my age thinking I was going to retire in the next few months, when in effect as much as I wanted to call it a day, I would have to keep working abroad in my chosen field for at least another ten years. Read This Preimum Story For Free (story opens in a new browser window)
