“He has beautiful cock,” I said, practically drooling. “Uh-huh,” my fellow voyeur said as he pursed his lips and turned up his nose. “But, he smells a bit.” The plump prissy queen, then summarily left the viewing room after his evaluation was finalized, in a plume of designer cologne. Goodness knows how this evaluation got conducted before I arrived in the room. From the muted and reflective light of the television screen...

The company I worked for had several factories dotted all over the place. After ten months, however, I had never been sent to the smallest of our tool producing plants. There was an ongoing joke at the company about visits to this godforsaken plant in the middle of ‘hick-land.’ Unsurprisingly, I eventually got sent to this small town on a three-day, two-night visit. I worked in the computer division of the company, and se...

The scent of sex wafted through my nostrils as I unzipped Glenn's jeans, the musky smell growing as I fished out his cock. Matted pubic hair, damp with the juices of his recent escapade, was further proof. He'd fucked his wife, or some other whore, before getting in touch with me. With his good looks, beautiful cock and insatiable libido he had a stable of willing mouths and holes at the ready. I had to admit I was jealou...

I had never been squeamish. At school, I had a friend who had lost his left eye in an accident as a child and had a prosthetic eye. Spooky as this was to some kids, it didn’t bother me. Another story I can relate to concerns the life-partner of a friend of mine. He had lost his right hand in his youth when it got amputated after a snakebite. The missing hand also never fazed me. People with missing fingers and other unfor...

I stared, rapt at the junction of lips and cock shaft as the stubbly cheeks swelled and collapsed, tongue circling beguilingly around the veined velvety hose fully erect and building to its pleasure and mine. I caressed my swollen shaft in my shorts, building again to the plateau, tantalizing myself with aching balls and tortured cock as the precum soaked my boxers. I had jacked and held, jacked and held, jacked and held...

Those few weeks that followed Sean and I having a mutual masturbation session were a blur. I went out on a few dates with girls, but I couldn’t get the sight of Sean stroking his hard cock out of my mind. During this same time period, my parents bought me a computer for my bedroom and, eventually, my college dorm. My heart skipped a beat when I discovered the world of online pornography. Thoughts of Sean jacking off in fr...

"That's where guys go to suck dick," Ashley blurted out. "What?!? Where the hell did that come from?" I laughed. "The boat launch we just passed by. Yeah, at least that's what I've heard. That's what the kids said back in high school, at least. A couple friends of mine even swore they saw our math teacher down there. That, and my parents always told me to steer clear of it if I was out wandering by myself. Between them an...

That banging is starting to annoy me, the roofers working on my neighbor's house constantly banging away. I'm still working from home, log on at 8.30, and plow through my usual workload. I can get through it pretty quickly and be on to my now normal housework. I do a wash, Monday, and Thursday weather permitting, hoover upstairs and down once a week, and have the dishes out the way before my wife gets home. She has had to...

My senior year of High School was quite an experience for me. It seems that once I turned eighteen, many new doors opened for me. I never had a problem getting a date, having a girlfriend, but it seemed that I couldn’t keep a relationship. I often preferred hanging with friends on the weekends rather than taking a girl out.One of these friends was Sean. We got to be friends during our junior friends. In school, we were be...

I rolled over and watched Paul get dressed. He was a short guy with blonde hair and so delightfully built. I watched him pull up his underwear and remembered how wonderful he tasted. Four straight nights after meeting at that small underground gay club and the entire weekend. I wasn’t used to so much time together with one person, especially one as perfect as Paul.Hi, everyone. My name is William, Bill to most, and I have...

I found myself in San Diego one weekend a few years ago on a discounted weekend getaway and was feeling up for some play. A Grindr hookup the first night with a chubby young bottom was nice. But being a versatile guy, I never turn down an opportunity to bottom myself. After checking out the sites, I found something up my alley. I noticed an ad in a gay directory I had from a guy in his late forties offering a massage/pros...