DADS CONDOM By dkscorpio dkscorpio@hPeter reached into the box and grabbed the bag inside. Opening the bag he poured his underwear and socks into the drawer. He had finally moved from his mums, after months of constant fighting she had called his dad and within the week Peter had a job at his dads shop and was moving in. His dad had divorced his mum 10 years ago, just before ...
When I was 5 my parents got divorced and I’ve lived in my mom’s house since then. Although Dad lives in the same city I only stay with him two weekends every month. I love these days! I have a very good relationship with him, because he’s very easy-going and friendly. Furthermore, my Dad is a very handsome man in his early forties, great body and a cock.... that I saw yesterday for...
"What a mess!" I thought as I looked around my son's bedroom. The boy certainty didn't like to keep his things tidy. My son was at swimming practice and I had taken the opportunity to do some house cleaning. My son had moved in about six months ago when he decided to go to the local college. I was thrilled at his decision, since my divorce I had moved away and barely saw him. Now...
This is a true story about my cousin's husband and me. My name is Chris and I was about 15 at the time. I thought that I was the hottest Latino around. I knew that I was bi since I was about 10 yrs old. I had just moved to Dallas and I was living at my aunt's house in Oak Cliff. I wasn't sure that I could ever be my self. That's until I met Jere. A tall white guy with brown eyes, ...
Years ago when I was eighteen and still living at home, my mother and brother were gone one night for some reason. Lying around in the living room with just his jockey and his T-shirt, as he often did, Dad said, "Why don't you stay in my bed tonight? There is certainly no one else around. "Sure," I said, not really thinking anything about it. Even though I had been having sex ...
I was sitting on the couch watching tv when my dad sugessted that we go to the gym, i i said sounds good. So we both went to get changed. I went to my room put my jockstrap on and my gym clothes. We got into the truck and went to the gym. We both did a pretty extensive workout, gettin pumped up and all sweaty. After we were done, i suggested we go get a shower, he said i got a better idea......
One day I hurried home from school, as I was expecting mail and needed to jack off bad! I got in my car, see some cowboys with huge bulges in their jeans walk by, and then take off to go home. On my way, I decide right away that I'm going to get my dad's porno and jack off to it on the living room couch, as my parents wouldn't come home for another few hours. I pull up, and see...
My name is Andre. I'm a twenty-two year old 6'2 dark chocolate sexy jock at a historically black college in the South. Being handsome and a star running back on the football team gets me more pussy than I can handle. I've got a steady girl and all and am the epitome of masculinity on campus. But what my homeboys, my girl, or anyone else at school knows is that I am a cum drinking,...
It was late May, and I wanted to go to the mountains, to rest for a couple of days, to breath some fresh air, to take some long walks in the forest, and, yeah, mainly to see him--my uncle Stan. I loved him since I could remember. He was cute as hell, about 5'9" and 150 lb, bearded and of course hairy. He was going to turn 40 in a couple of months, while I was 20. He was living in a small resort...
In the last episode of “Alphabet Lovers,” our oversexed hero was visiting the Scandinavian paradise of Norway; his journey through the beautiful region of Finnmark was led by twin brothers, Gunnar and Henrik Bergstrom. After one particular expedition, Henrik realized the half-Brazilian wasn’t designed to handle the cold Norwegian weather and suggested he take a warming break in the sauna. While...
One evening while sitting at home watching TV and being bored as usual, my dad came home from his patrols. My dad was a game warden, and that meant he spent long days and nights just driving around the countryside looking and listening for poachers. He stopped by to grab dinner and then head back out, but before he left, he invited me to go with him. I jumped at the chance. Patrolling with my...
I have been a nudist for about fifteen years. After buying my home six years ago I put up a ten-foot privacy fence, built a twenty by thirty foot deck, and installed a hot tub. My back yard is not very big but landscaped with lush green plants and fountains. It’s a nudist’s dream in the spring and summer. I did most of the work myself, but had some help form my neighbor and his son. My first...
Growing up in the Midwest for me was more my fate than design. My father was transferred from suburban northern New Jersey when I was two weeks into 5th grade. At this point, it wasn’t so much a culture change moving from the New York metropolitan area to the smack dab middle of the country, as it was the trauma of leaving my school and neighborhood friends. But I didn’t get a vote at the...
Rick heard the sound of Timmie's little car rolling up in front of the house. He sighed, relieved to know his son was okay. A millisecond later his anger overtook that feeling, and he walked briskly to the living room to confront the 18-year-old. Timmie opened the front door. Despite the total lack of light in the hallway, he felt the presence in the darkness, knew before the shadow fell...
Completing my final exams in the first semester of my senior year in college, I was looking forward to spending the holidays with my Dad, who lived in southern Florida. My original plan was to hang around campus for a day or two and then drive to Florida until the New Year. I had spent Thanksgiving with my Mom and her second husband up north, so I was really looking forward to some warm weather. ...
I looked down at him. He was staring at me, scanning my face for any signs that I couldn't take it. That made me feel a bit better; he knew what he was doing. Like when we were kids, Gareth would look after me. I pushed down a bit further and this time about an inch of him slid into me. I gasped with the feel of it entering my bowels, penetrating my guts. It was so hot, like a poker. The...
It wasn't an entirely restful night, trying to share a single bed with Gareth. For the first few hours elbows and knees seemed to be everywhere; every time one of us tried to change positions, to move this way or that, we'd knock ourselves into a sharp part of the other. Cocks and arses were another problem: we both seemed to be constantly groping each other. Wherever I put my hand, it...
With the onset of summer, we started using the pool at home more often. The beaches were getting crowded, all the young kids running around getting on our nerves. On one 30-degree day, Andrew, our next-door neighbour, who was the same age as me, stuck his head over the fence, and asked if he could join us. Naturally, with him being a spunk, we said yes. He arrived in a pair of...
When Linda filed for divorce, it came as no surprise at all. We really weren't happy together those last few years; we had only stayed together for the sake of the kids. Becky married and left home when she turned 19, and Kevin shipped off to college later that same year. Then came the papers. I let her have the house and the expensive car, but I took the dog and my (much) better...
Now that Pete's and my relationship as brothers had moved onto another level, we started doing many things together. There were frequent trips in the car, where we would often hold up in the same room for a couple of days, while enjoying the pleasures of summer on far-flung beaches, or going bush for several days, or staying over at Dave's place, where the fun never seemed to stop....
By late afternoon, I decided I needed a nap. I still had my brother's jockstrap on, could still feel the sticky moistness of its cup hugging my cock and balls. I went to lie down, and found myself with another hard-on, thinking about fucking my brother's hot arse, and losing my virginity to his hunky mate, Dave. I pulled my erect cock out of the side of the pouch, and clutching the...
I was in a Toronto area for some business meetings, and had a room at a small motel. In suburbia. You know the kind, with absolutely nothing going on! After a late business dinner colleagues dropped me off and I headed for the little bar in the motel. There were only a few people there, and it definitely had the smell of being a pretty quiet night. The bartender was doing his best...
Mom and Dad had left for a weekend vacation to Atlantic City. They left me in charge of the house and my little brother. He was an 18-year-old smart ass. When Dad put me in charge, the little brat protested, insisting that he did not need a babysitter. He was always a practical joker, like putting shaving cream on my hand while sleeping so that it would eventually go all over....
Me and Dad never get along with each other. "It’s the generation gap,” Dad’s always said, and I couldn’t agree more. I was 18, he was 43 and we really didn’t have that much in common: different ideas, tastes, thoughts... Sometimes we tried to talk but it always lasted just a few minutes and it hurt both of us, I know, but nothing could change that. A big generation gap indeed,...
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