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A Busy Week, Part 3

by Richard Allen


I just love waking up on Thursday morning in the manly arms of gorgeous Mark. I yearn for his first deep loving kiss and, when it happens, I shudder as our early morning stubble rasps against our chins. His cock is stiff for me and I know that it’s ready to worship my body with love and desire. There is no need for words between us: I know that he wants to fuck me desperately and he knows that I am ready to take his massive hard cock deep inside me so that our bodies become one again. He pushes me gently so that I am lying on my back with him kneeling between my wide-open legs. I look at his stiff uncut cock wagging about as he pulls my hips up onto his thighs. I look up at his beautiful Adonis face and see that look of pure love in his eyes and I feel my body tremble in anticipation. He reaches over to the nightstand and finds the tube of KY jelly. Then he pulls back his foreskin and lubes the purple head of his cock and presses it into my rosebud. Despite its size it pops easily into my love tube. It’s burning hot with desire for me. Slowly he rocks his body until, inch by inch, his cock snakes inside me. I moan and groan at the thrill of it all. I realize how his wife Roxanne must miss him every Wednesday night. He stops for a while and gives me a deep French kiss. Then I whisper to him how much I love him. He sighs with satisfaction and then he fucks me harder and harder. Being fucked by someone you love deeply is ecstatic and much more than just sex. Then I squeeze my love tube muscles down on his hot ramrod until I feel it pulse deep inside me. Mark screams with pleasure as his cock explodes and I thrill at the warmth of his cum within me. He fucks on and on until his orgasm is complete and then he pulls out of me and gets his head down on my stiff cock and sucks it in gratitude. It takes only a few seconds for me to shoot my load into his mouth and my dick tingles and tingles in bliss. Oh God, how I love this sweet hunk of manhood. We shower, shave and get dressed and take leave of each other after a loving farewell kiss. I wave to him as his car leaves the car park and then I drive home. Oh how I wish that I could spend every night with my lover boy but, when I think about his charming wife and his cute kids, I realize how lucky I am to get to sleep with him just once a week. After a light lunch, Greg phones to see if I am free to go over the modifications for the remodeling of my home. Greg’s twenty-two and a newly qualified architect. He works out of his home office on the other side of town. Of course I always make sure that I’m free for him on Thursday afternoon. I invite him over and within a short time he’s ringing my doorbell. I open the door and let him in. He’s always dressed in neatly pressed Bermuda shorts, long socks and an open necked shirt. He’s one hell of a stud to look at: short blond hair, a square jaw, blue eyes and a wide mouth with full red lips. Greg could easily make it as a model with his handsome sexy face and that hunky body of his. He’s full of enthusiasm about the project that I have given him. I know that he’s determined to make his way in our community and he just needs to have a portfolio of high profile remodeling jobs under his belt before his business really takes off. I look at his latest plans that he has spread over the desk in my study. They’re even more impressive than the one’s he showed me last week. He explains his modifications to me as I stand next to him until I get distracted by the manly smell of his armpits. My cock begins to swell as the pheromones hit me. But he chatters on oblivious of my feelings until I put my hand lightly on his cute butt. He stops short and turns and smiles at me and I kiss his smooth cheek lightly. Then he puts his arms around me and draws me to him and he begins to suck at my neck. Quite soon, I can feel his hard cock pressed against mine. No, I didn’t hire him because he was gay like me. I had thought he was straight until after his third visit to my place. Then, the next Saturday night I ran into him with a boyfriend at the stripper club that I frequent. It’s the hottest place in town. I smiled at him when his eyes caught mine and he smiled back at me and winked. I couldn’t wait for Thursday afternoon to come around again so that I could show him how much I liked him. I unbutton his shirt to expose his hairless unblemished torso and then I undo his belt until his Bermudas fall to the floor. He always wears pull away thongs and one tug at the waist exposes his eight-inch smooth hard circumcised cock. I clasp my hand around it as I kiss him again and again with my tongue in his mouth. He begins undressing me by pulling my polo shirt up over my head and then he pulls my shorts and boxers down in one swift move. I pull him towards me until our naked cocks stand upright together pressed between our hot bodies. He French kisses me quite furiously and I know that he’s ready for me to fuck him. We step out of our clothes and kick off our shoes and I lead him to my bedroom holding his stiff cock. He gets down on the carpet on all fours and I kneel down behind him and lick the crack of his ass. It tastes exquisite and, soon, my tongue is darting in and out of his musky rosebud. He moans out loud at the pleasure that it gives him. When his pucker has started to quiver in ecstasy, I get up and find some jelly and, after pulling back my foreskin, I lube up me swollen purple cock head. I kneel down behind Greg’s cute hairless ass and push my cock into him in one long stroke. He feels no pain and he sucks air as he feels the warmth of my meat inside him. Our smooth hairless balls rest together as I pause and jerk his dick. And then he starts rocking his ass back and forth so that my cock slips in and out of his tight hole. That’s his signal that he wants me to screw him hard. I begin by rotating my hips so that my hot ramrod stretches his love tube and I hear him cry out with joy. Then I lunge in and out of him until he starts rocking his butt again. A few minutes of this is all we can take and my cock creams his love tube just at the precise moment that his swollen dick sends ribbons of his love juice all over the carpet. I fuck on for a while until my orgasm is over. I pull him up off the floor and we lie down on the bed in the sixty-nine position and we suck our cocks clean. I just love to taste his spunk in my mouth. Then he tells me that he had been looking forward to me fucking him all week: kind of nice of him to tell me that. I get up and kiss him lovingly before we take a shower together. We dry off and we get into bed with each other and we talk about the house plans for a while. He is so full of new ideas that I just know that he’ll have an even more impressive scheme for me to see next week. I just think to myself of how many other thirty-five year old guys are as lucky as I to be in bed with a hung handsome stud on a Thursday afternoon? And then Greg fingers my asshole and I know that it’s time for him to fuck me back. He enjoys a lazy man’s fuck best of all and he gets out of bed and sits on a chair with his hard cock upright in his hand. I stand astride him facing him and I sit down on his cock so that it quickly fills my tube. I kiss his ears wetly as my tube acclimatizes to his girth and he tugs at my massive hard cock. Then I hump up and down on him fast and furiously until I feel his hot cock shoot his warm love juice deep within me. Greg screams out loud as he orgasms and I keep humping him until I know that it is all over for him. I stop and let him jerk me off until my cock sprays its cum all over his face and chest. The tingle in my dick is indescribable as he jerks it on and on. We shower again and we dry each other off and get dressed. It’s time for me to make a meal for us. Fillet steak, fries and a mixed salad are his favorite and that’s what we always have. We tell each other the latest jokes as we eat and any bit of scandal that we’ve picked up from local gossip. Then it’s time for him to go but not before a few deep manly kisses are exchanged between us. When he’s gone I clean up the kitchen and my study. He always leaves his thong behind for me to smell in remembrance of him. What a kind thought, I think to myself as I press it to my nose: pure essence of young stud! If someone were to think of a way to bottle it, he would surely make a fortune. I watch TV for a little while until the time comes for me to pick up Ms. Davis’s lads for my weekly treat of taking them to the cinema. They both work for me part time as delivery boys on fairly modest wages. I’ve been treating them for a long time and now that they’re just over eighteen, I can take them to the porno movie house downtown. They just love watching men fucking girls and other men. I know that they can’t get enough of this kind of action and, of course, I know that they would never tell their mom where we’ve been. Although they are twins, they are not identical. Jim is the taller of the two. He is over six feet tall with black curly hair and a cheeky look on his face. Billy is a mite shorter with copper-colored hair and a sexy cleft chin. Both of them have boyish bodies and they could easily pass themselves off as sixteen-year-olds were it not for the light stubble that begins to shadow their chins by evening time. I honk my horn outside their neat house and they come bounding out and get into the back of my car. As always, they’re dressed in baggy shorts and casual shirts. They flash their driving licenses under my nose as a signal that they want more porno movies and we head downtown. The porno cinema seats about two hundred and it’s rarely full. The boys lead me to the middle of the back row. We sit down with me in the middle and Jim to my left and Billy to my right and we start watching the show. The theater caters to the taste of bisexual and gay clients and the action is hot and the studs are amazingly well endowed. Within minutes my cock is raging and I know that my lads’ dicks are stiff with passion. Billy rests his head on my chest as he unbuttons my shirt and strokes my abdomen with his hand. Then I feel Jim’s hand snake up my shorts until it finds my hotrod. My cock swells even more as Jim begins to stroke it slowly and lovingly. Then I slide my hands down the waistband of their shorts and grab their hot stiff cocks. I moan with excitement as I jack them off. Jim’s is at least eight inches and thick and Billy’s is even longer and thicker. None of us is wearing any underwear and it’s so easy to slip our shorts off as we feel the need for more freedom of movement. Seconds later, both boys are kneeling beside me while sucking my cock. I am in heaven. I pull them off my cock just before I feel an orgasm building up and the lads sit down again so that I can return their favors. First I suck at Jim’s sweet meat and Billy finger fucks my ass hole. Then I turn to Billy’s cock and Jim darts his tongue in and out of my rosebud. Oh what a wonderful way to begin the evening. We pull up our shorts and I lead them to the john. I find us an empty cubicle and I sit down on the lid of the pan and pull their shorts down again. It’s time for them to stick both their horny dicks in my mouth at the same time. I love sucking them off together and it’s heavenly when they shoot their volleys of cum deep down my greedy throat. After their cocks have stopped spurting, I get up and drop my shorts so that they can take turns in sucking me off and tongue-fucking my ass hole. It’s a lucky dip as to which of them gets to drink my love juice but, by the law of averages, they each get a fair crack of the whip. After we watch the rest of the show, I drive them to my place for a few beers. When I open the fridge, I hear them stripping off in my bedroom and my cock gets stiff again in anticipation of what is going to happen next. I pull back my foreskin as I decide which one I want to fuck first. No matter how long I take, I always decide to take Jim first. He has such a slack love tube that I can get my huge cock into him with ease. He bends down on the bed and I take him from the rear and his brother Billy presents his cock to him for sucking. I hump in and out of him as I hold his hips tightly until I’m close to coming. Just before I climax, I pull out of Jim’s love tube and Billy changes places with him. Billy’s boy-cunt is so tight that it takes only a few strokes in and out of him before my cock tingles in ecstasy and my cock fills his love tube with a huge load of warm cum. He gasps in delight as I fuck him furiously until my orgasm is spent. We refresh ourselves with a few beers until both boys are desperate to fuck me. I lie down with my rosebud at the edge of the bed and both of them lube up and stand side by side with my legs on both of their shoulders. Billy rams my hole first and then Jim pushes his cock inside me. My body shudders as they begin to fuck me with a reciprocal piston-like action: as one pulls out, the other pushes in and then vice versa over and over and again and again. I scream out loud until I feel their sperm fill my love tube. They kiss me gratefully and dress for the short walk home leaving me naked with their cum dribbling out of my hole. Before I turn in, I check my email. As expected, there is a loving message from Mark waiting for me. As always, I never reply just in case Roxanne rumbles us. I just close down my computer and get into bed with my Mark-sized dildo inside me and I’m asleep within seconds. To be continued... Like it? Please let me know at excaliber1021439@aol.com.


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65 Gay Erotic Stories from Richard Allen

A Busy Week, Part 1

A Busy Week, Part 1 I took early retirement from teaching at fifty when my dear old Dad passed away and left me the family business to run. It’s the local florist shop and I soon found out that my loyal staff could run it with little help for me. I had a lot of time on my hands. My Dad knew that I was gay, but he was very supportive: his only disappointment was that he would never have

A Busy Week, Part 2

I just love Wednesday morning: it’s when my house cleaner Dave comes over to refresh my place and take care of my laundry. I hear him let himself in at about nine and he gets busy downstairs. I stretch my limbs in bed and stroke my hard cock and feel the beneficial effects of my Tuesday night massage. Then I think about Dave working downstairs. I had gone through quite a few

A Busy Week, Part 3

I just love waking up on Thursday morning in the manly arms of gorgeous Mark. I yearn for his first deep loving kiss and, when it happens, I shudder as our early morning stubble rasps against our chins. His cock is stiff for me and I know that it’s ready to worship my body with love and desire. There is no need for words between us: I know that he wants to fuck me desperately and

A Busy Week, Part 4

Every Friday morning I drive out of town to see my Uncle Harry. The old boy is nearly eighty now and he lives in a plush care home in the country. Despite his years, he’s quite spry and a treasure to talk to. I love to hear his stories of him and my Dad when they were young and all the mischief that they got up to. Uncle Harry has always been heavily into women. Hell, he’s been

A Busy Week, Part 5

Max and I don’t wake up until midday on Saturday, as we didn’t get to sleep much before dawn. My cock is stiff for him and I kiss his smooth neck until he begins to stir. He flutters his long eyelashes as he comes-to and he looks at me dreamily as my hand finds his rock hard cock. I pull back his foreskin and start stroking his cock as he fucks in and out of my mouth with his

A Busy Week, Part 6 Conclusion

Young bar boy Kevin always wakes me up after a few hours of sleep. He climbs over me and he makes his way to the bathroom. He has a piss and a shit and I always hear him fart. And then I hear him use the French bidet that I had installed so that my guests can clean up their ass holes. Twenty-year-old Tom is asleep and breathing heavily as eighteen-year-old Kevin gets in bed

A Fuck In The Park

Sunday afternoon in Houston can be real hot if your ass hole is aching for a horny hard cock... Saturday night is a real bitch. I have to work on the late shift and I don’t get to bed until way after midnight. I miss the sex that I have on Friday night when I get to pick up some horny stud in Bobby’s bar. I’m a natural bottom and I always get to find a guy with a hard cock to

A Horny Hitchhiker

I was standing on the motorway slip road waiting for a free lift anywhere in the direction of Scotland. It was not my luckiest day. I had been waiting hopefully for nearly an hour and nobody had stopped. Then, quite suddenly, the sky clouded over and I was drenched with a burst of torrential rain. It was dreadful and my body was soon soaked to the skin and I felt very, very

A Horny Pickup

This story is based on a real experience that an appreciative reader shared with me. I had just turned twenty-two when my mother rang me from Florida with the news that she was getting married again. Her new man was already living at her place along with his twenty-three-year-old son, Jason, who would soon be my step-brother. I was pleased for her. She had been lonely for a long time

A Horny Teenager In The Block, Part 1

After five years in my apartment, I decided that my lounge furniture was out of date: much of it had been left behind by my former flatmate after he had walked out on me owing me a lot of money. He simply stopped coming up with the rent after he let me fuck him for the first time. I suppose it was really my fault: I got to like fucking him regularly and he knew how much my cock

A Horny Teenager In The Block, Part 2

I was resting in bed with handsome young Bobby in my arms and reflecting on the awesome sex that we had had just minutes ago. How lucky I was to have this barely legal boy to fuck and suck. My hand caressed his smooth butt as he sucked my left nipple until it was hard. Then he reached up and kissed me lovingly with his smooth tongue deep inside my mouth. I felt his stiff cock

A Horny Visit To Gay Dallas, Part 1

My passion for writing gay erotic stories has brought me into cyber-contact with hundreds of horny sweet guys. All of them have been so appreciative of my writing; their encouragement for me to write more keeps my fingers very busy. Quite a few of my readers have become good friends of mine and I rely on their advice when I’m unsure about making an important decision. I can share my

A Horny Visit To Gay Dallas, Part 2

I woke the next day with a raging hard-on and an overfull bladder. Jumping quickly out of bed, I headed straight to the bathroom and, when my cock’s stiffness subsided somewhat, I took a leisurely long piss thinking about the day ahead. This would be the day that I would meet up with Nathaniel for the first time in the flesh. I was just so hopeful of him loving me as much as he

A Hot Weekend, Part 1

The weathermen were right for once, I thought looking out from my hotel at the blue sky and sea. They had predicted a heat wave for the whole of the holiday weekend and I had taken their advice and motored from London to the Welsh coast for a short seaside break. I had had no particular destination in mind but I chose to avoid the crowds. The small village had looked perfect to me

A Hot Weekend, Part 2

After my sexy morning session with young Gareth, I went back to the hotel, took a cool shower and changed into fresh shorts and a top. It was time to eat, I thought to myself. I decided to take a tour of the area to find a nice pub. A few miles from the village, I caught site of a tiny inn at the side of a small river. It had a sign advertising bar food. I slowed down my car,

A Hot Weekend, Part 3

That evening was balmy and all I needed to wear was a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. I ate ravenously at the hotel and drove back to the pub at about nine. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. Gareth and Sion were running the bar. Most of the crowd was in their early twenties, a good ten years younger than I was. But they were very friendly and I had a good time

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 1

It was a beautiful spring morning. I took my coffee out on to the patio and sat down at a table in my dressing gown and gazed at my garden. It was very, very private being screened on all sides by mature trees and shrubs. I had turned fifty and had been lucky enough to be able to retire and live off the rents that my property investments brought in. I was still in good shape and

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 2

I watched quite a bit of TV that evening in order to take my mind off Tim. I was not very successful. My thoughts wandered again and again to my new lover and I was perpetually horny after our afternoon encounter. I hadn’t felt as excited as this for ages. Eventually, I dressed myself in a smart casual top and dark slacks and drove down to the King’s Head. Tim was doing his stuff

A New Gardener Brings Me Joy, Part 3

I was up very early the next morning. I had already worked at my word processor for an hour before I decided to take Tim a cup of tea. His face looked boyish in his slumber and I thought twice about waking him. The noise of the cup and saucer being placed on the bedside cabinet was enough to make him stir. “Morning, old son,” I whispered to him. “I’ve brought you some tea.”

A Present From France, Part 1

How many thirty-five year old English guys were lucky enough to wake that morning with an arm around a beautiful, naked nineteen-year-old French boy? Well at least one and that was me. I clutched his buttocks and pulled his body to mine so that our stiff cocks were pressed side by side between us. Thierry stirred and rewarded me with a loving wet kiss. “I want to fuck you,” he said

A Present From France, Part 2

I was glad to hear the radio announcer say that it was four o’clock that afternoon. It was, at last, time to pick Thierry up. I changed into shorts after spraying my private parts and armpits with my most expensive cologne. Did he miss me as much, I wondered. Only time would tell. He was waiting for me as I brought my BMW to a halt. He got in and immediately started stroking my

A Singapore Sling, Part 1

The Background: Singapore’s a small island in South East Asia about three times the size of Washington DC. It has a population of four million people. Most of them are of Chinese descent with minorities of Malays and Indians. Quite a few are of mixed race like me. The country is highly developed and has a standard of living like countries in the West. It’s a great place to live:

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 1

My libido increases as the temperature soars... The weathermen were right for once, I thought as I looked from my hotel room at the blue sky and sea. They had predicted a heat wave for the whole of the holiday weekend. Taking them at their word, I had driven to the coast for sun, sand and, hopefully, some hot man-to-man sex. I didn’t have a particular place in mind but I wanted

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 2

After my sexy morning session with young Dick, I went back to the hotel, took a cool shower and changed into fresh shorts and a top. It was time for a late lunch, I thought to myself. I decided to take a tour of the area to find a nice place to eat. A few miles from the main resort, I caught site of a tiny inn at the side of a small river. It had a sign advertising bar food. I

A Summer Heat Wave, Part 3

That evening was balmy and all I needed to wear was a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. I ate ravenously at the hotel and drove back to the inn at about nine. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. Dick and Jon were running the bar. Most of the crowd was in their early-to-late teens, a good ten years younger than I was. But they were very friendly and I had a good time

A Sunny Day In Scotland

My thanks to a Scottish reader who inspired this story... Wow! It was a sunny day and that wasn’t normal in Scotland. We get the Atlantic Westerly winds most of the time; and that means rain and more rain. I got into my dad’s car and cruised around the town in the hope that I could meet a friend and go to the beach for the day. I was just over twenty and I was as horny as hell.

An End To Denial, Part 1

I was lucky to save enough from my first year's salary to take a holiday in Bangkok after my girl friend and I had finally split up. There had been something wrong with our relationship for some time but I couldn't put my finger on what was the root of the trouble between us. We just drifted apart. I was left with the feeling that I just wasn't a marrying kind of guy. Bangkok

An End To Denial, Part 2

My two new friends, Paul and Dave, took me that evening to their favourite gay disco in Bangkok. The club was a huge cavern of a place and teemed with men of all races and ages. We were lucky to get a table on one of the higher levels that overlooked the central dance floor. I ordered some beer and Paul and Dave walked hand in hand together down the stairs and began to dance

An End To Denial, Part 3

I woke up very early and I saw the huge red fireball of the rising tropical sun through the window of my room. My cock was stiff and I stroked it and looked at my new sweet Thai lover who was still asleep beside me. I rubbed his unblemished skin with my hand starting with his chest. Then my hand found his crotch. Young William's dick was as hard as mine. I stroked it lovingly.

An End To Denial, Part 4

After breakfast, we lounged around the pool for an hour or so. We chatted about the previous evening and I began to realize that they both had the hots for me. I was beginning to want to know them better. I stood up and slipped off my shorts to reveal a black see-through pair of boxers. I was playing up to them. Then I dove into the pool. When I came out, I could see Paul and Dave

Ben Takes My Cherry

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Black Bobby And His Lad, Part 1

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Black Bobby And His Lad, Part 2

The next morning, I woke up at the sound of Bobby slamming the door of his pick-up truck. He was off for the patio materials, I thought as I opened my eyes. I saw Terry smile at me and I smiled back and put my arm around him. Terry snuggled up and kissed me. “Thanks for last night,” Terry said. “You were brilliant. I loved every minute of you.” “Me, too,” I said. “No one has

Brother-In-Law

This story was inspired by a reader’s first time with a man... I was raised in a small town close to Savannah, Georgia. It was a good place to grow up in: you know, a friendly courteous community where everyone had time to care for each other and hardly anything bad happened. My dad had died suddenly when I was three years old and, luckily, my mom was able to look after me and

Chance Encounters In London Town

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Energy Supply, Part 1

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Falling In Love With My Teacher

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Finding My Way, Part 1

This story is based on what a sweet young reader shared with me over the Net. I grew up in New Jersey in a comfortable family. My sis and me had every advantage: our folks were professionals and they had the earning power to send us to the best schools. I suppose that we were “preppies” from day one. We were born with silver spoons in our mouths but I knew that I had a secret

Finding My Way, Part 2

The last semester of the year was a real grind. If I didn’t pass the end-of-year exams at my pre-med school in Ithaca in upstate New York I’d have to repeat the year and that wouldn’t please my Mom and Dad. I wasn’t going to have much time to pick up horny guys that term, I thought to myself. My ass was going to ache for cock for weeks on end. Gradually I got on top of all my

Football Crazy

It was Sunday morning and I was up much earlier than usual. I had rashly promised the coach of my local pub’s football team to substitute for an injured player. I put the kettle on and I got into my tracksuit and packed my kit. Then I sat down and drank a few cups of instant coffee as I thought about the game with apprehension. I hadn’t played for a year or so and I didn’t want

Fucking In Public Places, Part 1

My partner Dave and I went downtown last weekend to visit our favorite stripper bar. It’s the hottest place in town. You have to be a member to get in. That’s how the management gets away with the raunchiest performances that go all the way. We’ve gotten to know Mario, who works out the routines and the music for his horny stripper guys. He’s nearly seventy now but he is young at

Horny College Boys, Part 1

It was a beautiful warm and sunny June day and I was looking through my window at the fine view. I had been lucky in getting a room of my own in the university hall of residence that overlooked the sea. My desk was covered with open textbooks from which I had been taking notes. June was an examination month and I was studying the current module hard. I had worked solidly all

Horny College Boys, Part 2

I wanted to know more about my horny new freshman friend as we lay in each other’s arms. “When did you find out that you liked blokes?” I asked him. “When I was eleven,” he replied. “My cock got stiff when I was in the swimming pool changing room looking at an older boy’s huge dick.” “Did anything happen between you?” I asked him. “No,” he replied. “It was quite some time before I

Horny College Boys, Part 3

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Horny Young Harry, Part 1

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Horny Young Harry, Part 2

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This story was inspired by a horny reader... My best friend Derek pestered me to book a holiday with him last winter. He was a real womanizer and he just wanted to go to some place in the sun where he could get to fuck a different girl every night. The place he fancied most was Negril, Jamaica. It had a resort complex called Hedonist II and the brochure gave the impression that

Hunky The Hustler, Part 1

I was only nine when I had woken up in bed and saw my uncle jerking his huge cock off next to me. I’ve been jacking off ever since. I come from a poor family in the East End of London where kids had to share a bed with another member of the family. Years later, after I had turned eighteen, my uncle found my gay magazines in our bedroom. He soon took my virginity when he came

Hunky The Hustler, Part 2

I didn’t wake up the next day until the middle of the afternoon. What a night, I thought to myself as I remembered my last fuck. My cock was as stiff as a poker and I wanked myself off as my mind pictured the gorgeous guy whom I had shagged the night before. It was not often that I had fucked such a handsome twenty-two-year-old four times in one night. I massaged my huge balls with

Hunky The Hustler, Part 3

I was on the hustle again after a few nights off the game. I had stayed with a friend on the South Coast during the short June heat wave that passes for an English summer and had had a wail of a time. My friend’s flat had a private rooftop sun bathing area that we had made full use of. We had sucked and fucked each other until we were sore and I had a wad of Polaroids to remind us

I Just Needed A Break, Part 1

What a hell of a mess, I thought on the outbound holiday flight. It hadn’t been really my fault, after all. Why couldn’t Chris have behaved more reasonably? Surely, he could have forgiven just one indiscretion in a relationship, which had lasted over five years. What on earth had got into him to walk away like that? What had been achieved? I took off for a break in Tenerife, a

I Just Needed A Break, Part 2

The weather in Tenerife was great that morning and I decided to get some sun. I was pleased to find that the roof of my hotel provided a nude sun bathing area. When I got there I found that there were separate areas for men and women. I soon stripped off and rubbed myself all over with sun barrier. Then I lay down on my back for a full hour soaking up the sun. Eventually, my

Karl On The Prowl

Last night, I was being shagged to madness by my horny black pick-up. My mate had an enormous stiff cock that lunged in and out of me as I bit the pillow. I felt my mate’s balls clang into mine at each inward stroke and I groaned with joy. My own cock was burning in his hand. I was close to cumming but I wasn’t quite there yet. We had met at a gay bar in the West End. I had been

Lucky With Guys

I sat at my desk in my bedroom trying desperately to work up the enthusiasm needed for me to complete my assignment. I had just turned nineteen and had started to study at the local university. The next three years were going to be a hard slog, I thought to myself. After half an hour, I decided to take a shower to liven myself up. When I returned naked to my bedroom, I opened my

My First Time With A Guy

I knew that I was gay from the first time that I saw my uncle naked. I was about ten at the time and I was staying the weekend with my mother’s younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full-length mirror. “Sorry,

On With The Show

The phone rang and I picked it up. It was my friend Paul. “I can’t make it tonight,” Paul said apologetically. “I’ve come down with a bad migraine.” “Don’t worry mate,” I replied, “I’ll go on my own. Get your head down and you’ll be okay tomorrow.” I tried to call a few friends whom I knew would be interested in going with me but they were not at home. I then dressed up in my

Reaching For The Stars, Part 1

I slowed down at the security gate of the North Country Royal Air Force base and got out of my car. I handed the security officer my letter of invitation. It gave me clearance to enter the base in the name of the Wing Commander. The gate was raised for me and I parked outside the main building where I was met by a senior officer. My mission was to low-fly in a Tornado fighter over

Reaching For The Stars, Part 2

Robert was the first to wake up and he realized that he only had half an hour before he was on duty at the base. He woke me up and asked me to take him there. We dressed quickly. David stirred as we were leaving. “You can have a lie-in if you want, Dave. I’ll be back in half an hour,” I said. “Thanks, mate,” he replied, “I’m not on duty until this afternoon.” I dropped Robert

Reaching For The Stars, Part 3

I had dropped Robert off at the RAF base at nine thirty and thanked him for all he had done for me during my visit. I promised him copies of the photographs that I had had taken during our low flying experience of the previous two days and a copy of my magazine article after publication. “Please look me up anytime you find yourself in my area,” I told him as we shook each other’s

The Black Centrefold

I had spent the previous night shagging a boyfriend to death in his London flat and I was waiting for a train to take me home out of town. It had been a night to remember and I still felt horny for my mate’s tight ass and huge dick. I had a half-hour to wait and took the opportunity to take a piss. By chance, I found myself pissing next to a tall black guy. The hairs on the back of

The Horny Hardhat, Part 1

After working at home all morning, I made myself a quick lunch and then drove a few miles to a building site. A mate of mine in Australia had asked me to give him a progress report on the construction of a new house that he was buying before he returned home. I parked my car and soon found plot twelve. Things looked as if they were progressing well. The brickwork and roof were

The Horny Hardhat, Part 2

I spent the rest of the afternoon preparing a meal for Robert and myself. He was coming over at six for an evening of loving sex. From time to time, my cock stiffened as my memories of the afternoon flashed through my head. The doorbell rang at six sharp and I let him in. I saw that he had really dressed up for the occasion. He looked impeccable in a yellow open-necked shirt with

The Horny Hardhat, Part 3

Later that night we went to Robert’s chosen venue in a taxi. The only clue he had given me as to the type of place he was taking me was his insistence that we both wear shorts without underwear. Then the taxi driver made a comment that excited me. He warned us that if we didn’t want to find ourselves taking part in an orgy, we should leave before midnight. Robert smiled at me and

The Horny Hardhat, Part1

After working at home all morning, I made myself a quick lunch and then drove a few miles to a building site. A mate of mine in Australia had asked me to give him a progress report on the construction of a new house that he was buying before he returned home. I parked my car and soon found plot twelve. Things looked as if they were progressing well. The brickwork and roof were

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