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  • staying with uncle gary
  • I hadn't seen him in fifteen years and was very surprised at what good shape he was in at his age. Having just arrived to stay for a week, I went into the spare bedroom to change into some shorts pants and a t-shirt. I left the bedroom door open as was surprised when, standing completely naked, I heard a sound at the door and there stood Uncle Gary. Read More...

  • gay sex blamed on wifes
  • Husbands blamed their wives for causing them to have gay sex. The question is: Are they cheating on their wives? Read More...

  • fantasy
  • I liked reading superhero comic books. Dad says that I am too old for them, but I don't want to stop reading them. I love the stories and also the stories I make up with the characters. I imagine myself locked in a clenching struggle against all those masculine muscles. I get hard thinking about Superman's cock of steel. I blast off picturing the training Batman gives to Robin. Read More...

  • shop sex
  • Shit, I think I'm fuckin' goin' nuts. Goddamn, who'da thunk it would happen to me. I was always straight as a freakin' arrow all my life. The fuckin' fag had to come into my life... Read More...

  • iced flip side
  • I had had my eye on Aleksey since the skating season began. He was the new partner for Tonya in the ice pairs division, and he was sheer sex on ice. He was all dark, brooding good looks; muscle and power and with curly black hair on his arms and legs and swirling around his pecs and diving in a wide path down into his leotard. He wore his jet black hair long, in a pony tail, with a few strands loose across his face, only seeming to hide his piercing eyes and sensual mouth, making them all the more desirable. Read More...

  • dreams realized
  • So when did I first figure out that I had a reality warping, make come true type of "witchy" power? One day I was at the mall and I saw a beautiful, Tom Welling, look a like guy talking to another guy, older but nice looking. I could tell that the two would never get together and I was sitting there wishing something would happen that would allow a meeting when all of a sudden a wallet appeared on the mall food court table where I was sitting. The ID was of the hot, younger guy. Then I see them talking and one paid for the other and the rest I guess is history, when I see them later leaving the mall together. *Note* this story is continued in a story called, Redneck at the Mall Food Court; I mailed the guy his wallet back. Read More...

  • inventory night
  • Let me start by saying ever since I can remember men have turned me on--hairy men more than anything. Also let me describe myself. I'm 5'6" about 150 lbs blonde hair blue eyes, glasses. I'm a bit nerdy too. That's why I never went openly gay until I turned 18. Throughout my pre eighteen days I had always been attracted to this guy Joe. Read More...

  • learning from daddy and grandpa
  • As I drove back from the nursing home, where I had just come from visiting my father, I was suddenly overcome with a rush of memories of all the loving wonderful times I had had with my beautiful father. My mother had died when I was six, and I was their only child. My father was pretty shaken up over the death, and having to raise a child on his own, so my grandfather a recent widower himself came to stay with us. Soon those initial bleak and depressing days turned into wondrous explorations of the special love that can only be shared between a father and his son. It all began on my seventh birthday, Daddy and Grandpa agreed that on such a special day I should be allowed to stay home from school. I had woken up late, and as usual these past few months I had woken up with my little cock all hard. I slipped my hand into the bottoms of my Batman pj's and touched my 4 inch woody. I liked to touch it, and after rubbing my hands over my little cock and balls, and rolling it back and forth against my hairless crotch, I would love to pull my hand out and smell it. I really liked how it smelled. That is pretty much all that I would do, I liked to touch it, and smell it but I wasn't sure of what else to do. Once I had shined my flashlight on it under my covers and waved it around, and a few other times I had undressed and rolled around in a pile of dirty laundry. Once I had even found a pair of Daddy's boxers in the pile, and smelled them. I put the slit of the boxers up to my nose and breathed in deeply the smell of my Daddy's cock, it was different then the smell of my hairless crotch, it was stronger and richer then the my smell, but I liked it. I started to get a strange tingly feeling in my belly and I found a hard crusty spot on my Daddy's underwear and smelled that too. That was the best thing I had ever smelt in my life at that point, I didn't know all the wonderful smells and sensations I would soon enough be experiencing. Read More...

  • an older man
  • My boring office job is driving my crazy. So is my sexless marriage. My wife is beautiful and my best pal, but somehow the sex drive seems to have dropped off the page of our life together. Read More...

  • the local club
  • 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)