I was 18 years old when my parents left me alone for a weekend. I had been out jogging and on my way home stopped to talk to my next door neighbors. There names were Joe and Todd. Joe was about 6' 4" and very muscular. Todd was not quite as big but still very well built. They said they would come over and we would have a few drinks. I always assumed they were straight, by the way...
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Moving Day: Part II by Bob Peale © Author's Note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on the basis that the author will have unrestricted access to...
Moving Day: Part III by Bob Peale © Author's Note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on the basis that the author will have unrestricted access...
This is about my first time with a guy. I lost my virginity when I was 16 to this cute chick I was going steady with one summer, but even back then I was attracted to guys. I was 18 now. During my high school days, I used to spend most of my free time hanging out with my best friend Paul doing the usual teen stuff, getting high, getting drunk, watching porn and wanking. Paul was a...
I was walking my dog, Bob, when I first heard him playing. I live out in the country and usually you don't hear more than the chirping of birds or a far off bark - so I was surprised to hear the beat, beat, beat of drums; especially coming from Old Lady Grady's farm (well it used to be a farm, now she sells antiques). Bob and I stood at the end of her laneway and listened. It was...
FIRST TIME He had always been the heartthrob of ladies with his matinee looks and was about 30 years old but looked 10 years younger. He had always exuded this magnetism that made him the envy of everyone and he had always been the subject of my sex fantasies. When he married a pretty younger co-worker not a few hearts both male and female sighed. He was bent on leaving but I...
Tasting Donnie I woke up in the morning with a smile on my face. I had slept like a baby, tired after working the evening shift at the Tasty Treat. Billy Butler and Chuck had shown me the ropes, as they say. I learned to make hamburgers and serve soft ice cream and, after the place closed up, I learned to suck cock, but that’s now an old story (See Tasty Treat, Tasty Treat 2,...
Tasty Treat 2 I could feel the morning sun shining through the open window on my naked body long before I opened my eyes to greet the new day. I had kicked all the covers off, exposing my long, lean body to the cool early summer air, and lay with my face buried in my pillow, my hard cock pressed into the sheets. I reached a hand down between me and the sheets, and found my hard...
Tasty Treat 3 It was hard to concentrate on schoolwork, when all I could think about was Billy Butler, Chuck, and what plans they had for furthering my sexual education that evening. Billy had gotten me my job at the Tasty Treat, of which Chuck was the manager, and after work on my very first night, he had shown me some of Chuck’s porno magazines. I had never seen the like ...
This is a story about a guy I had a crush on that I worked with at a grocery store. He was a gorgeous guy, French Canadian, with a hint of an accent. His name was Marc, and he had smoldering brown eyes that seemed like they could look right through you. He has dark brown hair, spiked up at the front, and is about 6'0 tall, and from what I could see through his clothes, a pretty...
My first time was a Huge Experience for me cause I always dreamed of sucking cock so here's my story of me and my best friend Will.... It all started when we were looking at porn magazine he was sitting in the corner of his room jacking off and I was well just looking at the pictures cause all I really wanted was to see will cock..I was noisey..VERY noisey...so I started off by...
It was a normal day at school and I was in class, drama class. I was getting ready for a lunch when my classmate, Jason Mudge, leaned over and smiled at me. "What," I said. He whispered, " meet me in the closet at lunch." I thought to myself why, but then was turned on by the thought of him and myself alone in the closet. So I nodded yes and the bell rang. Everyone raised from...
I had known that I had feelings for guys for a while. My best friend, Todd, was a very good looking young man, and although I did not want to ruin our friendship, my lust for him eventually overcame this sentiment. One day, Todd and I were talking about our personalities. I had told him that he was too secretive. He said that he wasn't, but I did not agree. I told him that he...
I ended the story of my first sexual encounter of my naval career, at a somewhat awkward point. Having experienced some of the hottest sex ever with an absolute god, in the shower of his barracks room, with the promise of even more to cum as he led me to his bedroom, I was startled to near paralysis when I heard Skip’s friend Mark say, “Have fun, fellas?” We’d been caught red-handed and I...
My First Time PART I I’ll never forget the first time I had sex with a guy. Actually it was six guys, one after another- six hot college studs who stole my virginity when I was only 18. I grew up in a small town in NJ in a conservative environment. I knew I loved guys the first time I saw a half-naked athlete in one of my older brother Mike’s sports magazines. When I...
Let me tell you about myself. My name is Mitchell. Mitch for short. I have red hair, green eyes, a ruddy complexion with a lot of freckles, and am 6-foot-5-inches tall. I am 26 years old. I was raised in a strict Irish-Catholic family in the Midwest. I have been a gymnast, a student of karate, and a wrestler since I was 8 years old. I am presently working on my dissertation at a...
The next morning, I felt as if I hadn’t slept well. I seemed to remember tossing and turning, and for the first time I could remember, my sheets were dry. I felt some soreness in my muscles and decided that it was the result of holding myself rigid for the length of time it took for five people to sit on me. My thoughts still seemed to be focused on why I couldn’t remember what had...
I looked up at Ryan. He had a look of sympathy and slight amusement and even wonder on his face. I realized that his hand had remained on my penis during all of the orgasm. He drew his hand away and I noticed that it was covered with my sperm. I know I went totally red again. He saw it, smiled, and said, "Wow, Mitch. I guess you were a lot more ready than I thought! And this proves...
I awoke to my alarm clock. I was disoriented for a moment as I sat up in my bed. I couldn’t remember going to bed. I did remember talking to Ryan and drinking a lot of brandy and decided that I must have gotten so out of it that he had helped me into my apartment and into bed. As I pulled back my blankets, I realized that I was naked and wondered briefly if Ryan had helped me get...
Finally, I decided that I had to do something. I turned in at the complex where we lived, and pulled up to the front door. "Ryan, go get your drawing pad, OK?" He turned and looked at me. I had had an idea. My karate teacher, Jerry, had a house on a hill above the city. I had watched his house for him from time to time, bringing in the mail, etc. I had a standing invitation to...
"Mitch, I always thought you were an incredible man. But to shoot off like that twice in ten minutes, Wow!" "Ryan, is that something unusual?" "You’ve got to be kidding." "No, I’m serious. Ryan, you’ve got to remember. I haven’t had a conscious orgasm for years. I guess I’ve never given much thought to what it felt like or anything like that. It was just one of those things I...
The comfort that came from being in contact with Ryan’s body was satisfying beyond anything I could remember feeling. Somehow, there was a feeling of familiarity to it, a feeling that we belonged together, touching each other’s bare skin. "Ryan, I have to tell you something." "What, Mitch?" "This feels very right. I’m not sure what I expected. But this feels right, good,...
It was a 100-degrees plus day and I was on my way back to school to start the fall semester. My '79 Ford Pinto that I bought for $200 two summers ago was on its last legs. I was driving with the window down and shirtless trying to stay cool, when all of a sudden smoke started to come out of the engine. I couldn't believe. I got out and walked two miles to town, found a pay phone...
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