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  • sissy bottom boy
  • I would like to take the time to tell you about an experience I had a few years back. I was 18 years old living at home still in school and quiet innocent, I had not so much as even kissed a girl. Read More...

  • park rangers
  • I was still in high school when I purchased my first car. I began cruising the parks to convene with other guys for immediate sexual encounter or friendship. I discovered that one of the local park zoos had many acres to explore, with secluded bushes, forest area, and several obscure public restrooms for private rendezvous. Read More...

  • ride the pony
  • As I set on the cabin back stairs, I observed a dark figure on the porch of the cabin next door, and the blinking of a small flashlight. I realized it was the neighbor Connor. He was beckoning for me to come over. I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to his back porch where he was setting naked, in the dark on a lounge chair. Read More...

  • hot piano man
  • I moved to Fort Lauderdale some years ago after my first visit to this gay paradise. New York was the greatest place on earth to live; I still miss it a lot. But the long hard winters became a bit much for an older guy like me and I just love the Florida climate: no snow and ice suits me just fine. Read More...

  • breakfast with gus
  • I had left Adel Georgia in the morning with a goal of making it to the Kentucky border before stopping for the night on my homebound journey from vacationing in Florida. The day was hot and humid. I thought I would never get out of south Georgia with its seemingly endless expanse of boring countryside. I reached Atlanta in the early afternoon and knew that from then on the views afforded me from my car would improve with each passing mile. I drove, alone with my thoughts enjoying the countryside and measured the passing miles by when it was necessary to find a new radio station that satisfied my on desire for classical music. I have found that in the deep south you are lucky to have one station to choose from and as that fades out you are lucky to find another fading in, but thanks to National Public Radio it is almost possible to travel accompanied by old friends and good music. The day of traveling oozed by smoothly until I reached Knoxville Tennessee. With storm clouds on the horizon, I got caught in a massive traffic jam caused by a combination of rush hour, road construction and an accident where three different sections of interstate converged into one lane. Two hours and one and a half miles later, I was back on the road, determined to make it to the Kentucky border before calling it a day. I drove on into the mountains of Tennessee, wary of the storm clouds and occasional flashes of lightning playing around the peaks of the surrounding mountains. Read More...

  • bait and switch
  • Dave and I weren't ever lovers but we were regular fuck-buddies. We were college roommates and when I say we were regular fuck buddies I mean that hardly a night went by that we didn't get off at least once. At a minimum we jacked off together every night, usually it involved some fucking and sucking. We were both on the football team at a small college that had a piss-poor program. I chose the school because I desperately wanted to spread my wings a bit and sow some wild oats. I thought I could do that easier away from home. It wasn't that far away, only about 50 miles from home but Dave and I hit it off right away and just fell into the sex thing. I don't even remember how we first had sex, we just seemed to recognize something in each other and before we knew it we were in bed together. Every once in a while we would drive into Denver to hit the bars. This was 1973 and the bars could get pretty wild. We would usually start out with some pot to get loosened up and then hit the bars. Not really stoned but it took the edge off, lowered my inhibitions, and made me horny as hell. Sometimes we would drive the 50 miles into town naked in the car. Our favorite thing to do was to pick up hitchhikers naked or jack off for passing trucks. On this particular night, we got to the Triangle Bar at about 11:30 at night, it was a Saturday. I was wearing nylon running shorts and a muscle shirt (remember the tiny running shorts of the 70's?). Dave was wearing cut-off sweat pants. They were cut off quite high and of course neither of us had anything on underneath. This was before the days of liners and neither of bothered with jocks when we were cruising for sex. We both had a fairly wide streak of exhibitionism. There was no way we could hide a hard-on but then why would we want to? We were half-stoned hot 20 year olds in a gay bar looking for sex on a Saturday night. You might as well make your intentions clear and there was nothing subtle about us. If we didn't find what we wanted at the bar, we'd spend the night at one of the baths and get off having sex together in front of everyone. Read More...

  • tearoom dad
  • I graduated from high school in 1979. My parents divorced when I was in the second grade and Dad moved away to a larger city a couple of hundred miles away. I saw him occasionally but only when he came for short visits. I never went to his house. That summer, my mom was finally going to marry her longtime boyfriend, a certified SOB, and everyone knew that it would be a disaster if he and I lived under the same roof. It was decided that I would live with my father for the summer and then start college in the fall. I don't remember whose idea it was for me to move in with Dad but it was wonderful. 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...

  • my friends dad
  • When I was 18 and a senior in high school I had a friend named Kyle. Kyle's parents had divorced a few years earlier and he lived with his father. Kyle's father was a cop on the local force and worked the overnight shift. He would let Kyle pretty much do as he wanted on the weekends, as he knew if anything bad ever happened he would hear about it first. Well I got into the habit of spending weekends at Kyle's house where we would go out until late and come home and have the run of the house. My parents assumed we were not getting into trouble, because Kyle's dad was a cop. Read More...

  • josh, jensen, me and doms dick
  • It was July 4th just ten days ago when I discovered that there is nothing boy left to me. By that I mean that I am a young man, and there is nothing left to me bodily of sexually that is little boy anymore. This epiphany came over me on this years annual "guys weekend". This is a weekend that my brothers and I have taken every summer since I was about ten. It has always been so much fun, because I am an avid outdoorsmen, and so are my three brothers and together we always have a lot of fun, but for me and my brother Dominic this camp out would be Extra Fun!

    It all started on a Thursday night when my brothers all met at my house to prep for the upcoming weekend. Every year we pick a place to meet and get ready for the upcoming three days. My brothers Josh, 41 (the oldest), Jensen, 36 (the second oldest), Dominic, 34 (the second youngest), and I, 24 all get together at one of our houses and pack, plan, and eventually shower and get ready. (We also have a sister, that's five in all ... my poor mother!) Our wives all think this is hilarious because we are all grown men, but we act like we are about 14 on our camp weekend. Anyway, it all started that Thursday night when we were getting ready for our ritual groom & bath. I have a huge walk-in shower in my basement gym, so basically all four of us were able to shower at the same time. It was when we were undressing that I noticed my brother Dom watching me. I looked at him and he was kind of smiling a devilish little grin.Read This Preimum Story For Free (story opens in a new browser window)