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Falling In Love With My Teacher

by Richard Allen


Part 1 “My father was so pleased with my examination results that he gave me a hundred pounds,” I said to my best mate Joe. “You deserved it, Billy,” Joe replied. “You were the only one in the form to get A grades in all subjects. He must be as pleased as Punch with you.” The results had come in the post that morning and brought the suspense to an end for both of us. We were lying together on Joe’s bed dressed only in shorts. It was a very hot afternoon. Joe and I had been best mates for years. Now we were both eighteen-year-olds and we knew that we had the grades we needed to enroll at our local university. No one else knew that we were gay. We kept that secret to ourselves. Joe was the first to get horny and he pushed his hand up my shorts and squeezed my cock. In less than a minute it was ramrod stiff. “You’ve got a lovely cock,” whispered Joe. “It’s more than seven inches long and you’re only coming on nineteen. It’s going to grow huge before you turn twenty.” “You’re pretty well hung yourself,” I replied and I slid my hand down his shorts and grasped the tip of his sticky dick. “Let’s suck each other off,” I suggested. We pulled our shorts off and took up the sixty-nine position with myself on top. I pulled back Joe’s foreskin and exposed his wet glistening purple helmet. I got down and sucked it whilst fondling his hairy balls. It tasted as good as ever. “That’s fine,” Joe whispered with pleasure. He opened his mouth wide and let me push my hot cock as far to the back of his throat as he could take it without gagging. He started to suck it greedily. Then we stuck our fingers in our holes for an extra thrill. We soon both came within seconds of each other and we continued sucking each other until our cocks throbbed with passion. After a few wet kisses, we lay in each other’s arms for half an hour. My thoughts turned to my future studies. How would I get on in my next exams, I thought? I wanted to study biology, chemistry and physics. I would have to work hard. Our cocks began to stiffen again. Joe looked deep into my eyes. “I want your cock inside me,” he said and he lay on his back with his bent legs wide apart. I slipped my stiff dick straight into his twitching hole. Joe liked being fucked best of all and I had become an expert at it. After about twenty lunges, his cock throbbed and spurted spunk all over my chest and face. I had hit the spot quicker than usual. A few more deep thrusts and I felt my cock pulsate deep inside him and a thrilling shiver spread through my body as he squeezed down on my dick. Part 2 Six weeks later, we had both enrolled at the university for the first day of the new term. We visited our faculties and met our new teachers for the first time and organized our timetables. Joe and I met at break. “Christ you should see my new biology teacher,” I said. “He’s a real dish. I get horny every time I pass him in the corridor.” “Yes, I’ve seen him,” said Joe in agreement. “Do you think he likes guys?” “I’m not sure,” I said, “but I hope to find out this afternoon when he gives us our first lesson.” “Watch it or you’ll cream your shorts,” Joe said with a laugh. “I’ve already thought of that,” I said. “I’m going to put a wad of tissue around my cock just in case.” After lunch, I combed my jet-black hair carefully. I wanted to look my best for the lesson and I opened the fourth and fifth buttons of my casual shirt so that my nipples would show to my new teacher. They were large and dark and surrounded by a mat of black hair. My cock was getting horny at the thought of a two-hour session looking at such a handsome guy. The time came for my afternoon lesson and my mates and I gathered outside Laboratory Three. “Dr. Michael Brown,” the new name plate read. The door soon opened and the new teacher ushered us in. I made sure that I sat in the front row. The teacher introduced himself and called the register. I could make out a touch of a West Country accent somewhere in his cultured voice. “Present,” I said as he called my name. My teacher smiled at me and I smiled back. My cock swelled up quickly. I hoped that I had made a good impression. Dr. Brown was well over six feet tall with short blond hair and pale blue eyes. He had a chunky chest and very slender hips. He used his handsome features to great effect and he gripped the attention of everyone in the class. What kind of cock did he have, I thought to myself? I was dying to find out. All I could do now was to fantasize as to how he would look naked. As my mind whirred in speculation, I felt my cock shoot inside my pants. The tissue I had stuffed down them saved me from a great embarrassment. After the lesson ended, Joe and I walked home together. “Do you think your new teacher is gay?” he said. “I still don’t know,” I replied, “all I know for sure is that my cock and balls are aching for a shag.” “Did you cum in your pants during the lesson?” “Yes,” I said, “the spunk dried and the tissue has stuck to my cock.” “Come on over after tea,” Joe whispered, “and then you can fuck me to madness.” I kissed my mother on the cheek and ruffled my little brother’s hair. “How did your first day go?” she asked me whilst she served up our meal. “Quite good,” I replied. “The work’s going to be very hard but we’ve got some super new teachers. My biology teacher is great.” “That’s good,” she replied. “I’ve got apple pie and cream for dessert.” “Great,” I replied: it was my favourite. After eating, I changed into a T-shirt and shorts and went over to Joe’s. His mum and dad were both still at work and we had the house to ourselves. He was lying on his bed naked with his stiff cock in his hand. “Come here mate,” he said, “I know how you feel. You’re so horny for that new teacher. Only a good shag will release your pent-up passions.” I sat down beside him and sucked his hot cock until mine was poker-stiff again. Joe stroked my swollen cock affectionately. “Take me from the back,” he said. “You know I like it when our balls bang together.” He knelt down on the bed with his head on a pillow. I pulled off my shorts and underpants and I knelt behind him and held him firmly by his hips. “I’m not going to last long,” I whispered apologetically. “My balls are loaded with cum and my cock’s dribbling already.” “Don’t worry mate,” Joe whispered back to me. “You can give me a longer fuck later if you still have the energy.” My cock slipped through his hole and was soon completely inside him. I felt his rectum squeeze around it. A few quick strokes sent my head into a spin and my cock pulsated as I spurted into Joe for an unusually long time. “Thanks, mate,” I whispered to him gently. I withdrew my cock that was now tingling in ecstasy and saw the huge blobs of my cum still sticking to it. I jerked at it for a few moments until it spurted again. I had never had a climax quite like this before. Quite exhausted, I lay down in Joe’s arms and fell asleep for a while. Part 3 During the weeks before half term, I came to know that Dr. Brown liked me. He never passed me in the corridor without smiling at me and saying hello. “Call me Michael when we’re alone together,” he had suggested when I went to him one break time to ask him some questions about my work. But I still wasn’t sure whether he fancied me as well as liked me. Perhaps I’d find out during half term when Dr. Brown planned to take the class on a botany field trip to Wales. Young Joe was having the time of his life. I was so horny after my lessons with Dr. Brown that I needed to fuck him at least twice a night to keep sane. “I’ll miss you mate,” he confided the night before I was to travel to the remote bog in Wales that was the object of the field study. Then I gave Joe a loving farewell shag. “Try to show Dr. Brown your big cock,” he suggested helpfully after I had finished fucking him. “If that doesn’t turn him on he must be well and truly straight.” The journey to Wales by minibus was to take quite a few hours. I was lucky enough to sit alongside Dr. Brown who did the driving. I map read for him and performed expertly. About half way, we stopped off at a cafe and ordered some lunch. I followed Dr. Brown into the toilet hoping that I would get to see his cock. We stood side by side as we emptied our bladders. I was thrilled as I looked down and saw his dick sticking out of a nest of long blond pubic hair. It was at least ten inches long. Within seconds my cock swelled quite uncontrollably until it was ramrod stiff. My face flushed as I saw my teacher look down at it. This was the moment of truth, I thought to myself. And then my body trembled with joy as Dr. Brown’s massive cock swelled in response. There was no need for words between us. The uncertainty was over. We grasped each other’s throbbing dicks and kissed passionately. Then we heard someone coming in and, with some difficulty, we stuffed our swollen cocks back into our shorts. During the rest of the journey we both touched and rubbed against each other discretely at every opportunity. Both our balls were full of cum and we ached for each other. Finally we came to the large guesthouse, which was to be our home for the next week. All the rooms were singles except for one double. “Would you mind sharing with me, Billy?” Dr. Brown asked me in front of the others as if it was an imposition on me and I gulped in surprise. “That’s fine with me, sir,” I replied. “Okay gang,” Dr. Brown said, “we’ve got a couple of hours before supper. I suggest we all use the time unpacking or watching a bit of TV in the lounge.” We climbed the stairs together to the top storey and threw our bags to the floor of the room and hugged and kissed each other for several minutes. “I love you, Michael,” I whispered to him. “I know,” he replied, “and I’m in love with you. But we have to be careful - I don‘t want the rest of the class to know.” Michael locked the door and we undressed and lay down together on the bed holding each other’s cocks and giving each other passionate wet kisses. Pre-cum dribbled from both our dicks. He told me that he had fallen for me the first day that we had met. “It was the same for me,” I confided. “I’ve dreamt about you every night since.” He turned upside down and took my cock into his mouth after pulling back my foreskin. He began to suck my lollypop whilst caressing my bursting balls. I did the same to him and within seconds the release of our pent-up desire for each other sent shivers of bliss through both our cocks until our mouths were full of warm, slippery, salty spunk. Michael reversed his position and gave me long deep wet kisses until our cum coated each other’s faces. Our moist cocks tingled as they rubbed together. “I’ve never felt quite like this before,” I whispered breathlessly. “That’s the difference between love and sex,” murmured Michael softly sucking at my hairy nipples. “They’re not really the same things at all.” After supper was over Michael reverted to being Dr. Brown again. He took the group into the lounge and briefed us on the field trip work that we would start the next morning. It was going to be a long day he told us. We would need to get our heads down before ten. He said goodnight to us and went up to our room. I mingled with my mates until my horniness returned. I desperately wanted us to fuck each other. He was lying in bed reading some notes. I sat down and kissed him gently. “Come to bed,” he whispered and I undressed and slipped under the duvet. “I’ve been waiting for you for ages,” he whispered to me as we felt each other’s stiff, dripping cocks. “I’m so horny for you.” “I want you to fuck me,” I said and I kissed him passionately. “My cock’s so big. I don’t want to hurt you,” he said with concern. “I don’t care if it hurts. I just want to feel you deep inside me,” I replied. “Kneel down at the edge of your bed,” he said. “I’ll make love to you from behind.” He found some jelly in his bag and spread it generously on his huge cock and pushed some into my hole and fingered it in. “Please tell me if it hurts too much,” he whispered to me as he pushed the tip of his cock into my tight rectum. I felt my eyes water as Michael pushed more and more of his hot dick inside me and bit my lip to stop myself crying out in pain. I groaned as he finally got it all into me. “Is that all right?” he asked me. “Yes,” I said breathlessly. “It’s so hot. I can feel it throbbing inside me.” Michael fondled my hairy balls with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. Then he put his hands on my hips and started fucking me slowly with long strokes. I gasped over and over with pleasure as I felt his cock slip in and out of me. I felt quite light-headed. “I love you, Billy,” he whispered to me as he increased his pace. Our balls clashed together as he fucked me desperately and I felt my cock pulsate until it spurted cum all over the bed. Then I felt his cock quiver inside me as it stabbed furiously in and out of me. We lay in each other’s arms with my head on Michael’s chest. “Have you been in love before?” I asked him. “Not quite like this,” he replied giving me a cuddle. A tear of happiness ran down my cheek. “It’s time for you to make love to me,” he said tenderly. He laid on his back with his bent up legs wide open and I slipped inside him with ease. I raised myself up on my hands and lunged into his tight tube over and over until my cock pulsated inside him in tingling spasms. I had made it at last! What would Joe say when I told him, I wondered? Then we kissed each other sweetly before we fell asleep in each other’s arms. Part 4 When we got back home from the field trip, Michael and I kept up our affair. We were very discrete and Joe kept our secret. I was able to visit Michael’s flat often on the pretext of extra tuition. Every visit led to further pleasures and thrills. He was very kind to me and took me all over London on weekend outings. Over a year later, I was practically living at Michael’s place. Our desire for each other was unabated. Our relationship would last. With Michael’s help, I eventually got a first class degree. “You’ve done well,” Michael said when he read my results. “Let’s go to bed for a while,” he whispered to me. We undressed and got into bed together and I put my wet tongue in Michael’s ear. He giggled with pleasure and his hand found my cock that was now ten inches stiff and as big as his. He pulled back my foreskin and wanked me slowly. I clutched at his dangling balls and sucked his nipples until he groaned with pleasure. “Feel my cock,” he whispered. “I’m so horny for you.” It was hot and its tip was already dribbling. I pulled back his foreskin and got down under the duvet and took his helmet in my mouth and sucked it. It smelt and tasted as sexy as ever. Then I felt his fingers in my hole and I knew that he yearned to fuck me. I lay on my back with my legs apart and let him slip his cock inside me. It thrilled me as much as it did the first time he had shagged me nearly three years before. He wanked my dick as his hot cock slid in and out of me. It was heavenly and I groaned with delight. He stopped and kissed me passionately before he started fucking me furiously as his balls ached with cum. I put my legs around his waist and squeezed hard down on his dick. He soon squealed with joy as he squirted inside me. A few more strokes sent his head into orbit. I felt his body tremble as he lay beside me. I put my arms around him lovingly. I whipped off the duvet and knelt behind him as he knelt up to let me take him from behind. My hot cock was soon inside him and, holding him tightly by the hips, I rocked his body so that my dick lunged in and out of him. My head swooned as I lost control and my tingling cock shot inside his quivering hole. No words could truly express our intense love for each other so we lay silently in each other’s arms for the best part of an hour. And then we sucked and fucked each other again and again and again... Tell me about your best sexual experience at: excaliber1021439@aol.com I may be able to turn it into another hot story.


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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

This story was inspired by a reader who likes my work... You’d probably think that a forty-seven year old married man like me with two teenage kids would not be a reader of gay erotic stories on the Internet. But how wrong you’d be. I surf at each opportunity when my wife and kids are out of the way. I just love to feel my seven-inch cock getting hard when I read about all those

Black Bobby And His Lad, Part 1

[NOTE: This story is a sequel to A New Gardener Brings Me Joy in the Older/Younger category...] My new partner had landed himself a good part in a touring play that meant I would be alone for two whole weeks. Work-wise I wasn’t very busy and I was getting lonely and bored. I desperately needed something to occupy my mind and, hopefully, someone to occupy my body. The weather

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

Chapter 1: On With The Show The phone rang and I picked it up. It was my old friend Paul who I was expecting to accompany me that evening. “I can’t make it tonight,” Paul said apologetically. “I’ve come down with a very bad migraine. I just have to go to bed and sleep it off if I can.” “Don’t worry mate,” I replied, “I’ll go on my own if needs be. Get your head down and you’ll

Energy Supply, Part 1

Energy Supply, Part 1 Energy comes in a variety of forms... I am American and I’m gay but shit, that’s not to say that I go for every piece of ass that comes my way. I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of

Falling In Love With My Teacher

Part 1 “My father was so pleased with my examination results that he gave me a hundred pounds,” I said to my best mate Joe. “You deserved it, Billy,” Joe replied. “You were the only one in the form to get A grades in all subjects. He must be as pleased as Punch with you.” The results had come in the post that morning and brought the suspense to an end for both of us. We were

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

“There goes your new boyfriend,” Ben said teasingly as we ate our supper in the refectory that evening. “What do you think of him?” I asked him, looking up at Tom as he walked to a table opposite us. “He’s quite a dish. I like the bulge in his shorts. He must have a huge cock,” he replied. “Shall I ask him over?” I asked him after a pause. “He’s on his own.” “It’s Saturday

Horny Young Harry, Part 1

That Friday afternoon was a hot one and I sat at my patio table overlooking my very private garden. The neighbourhood was very quiet with most people still at work. How lucky I was, I reflected: my business largely ran itself and I only had to get involved with strategic decisions. Much of my time was free for me to enjoy myself. And I certainly had no trouble doing that. I sat

Horny Young Harry, Part 2

After making passionate love to my young next-door neighbour Harry all day, we had met four eighteen-year-olds in the pub celebrating the birthday of the youngest of them. Birthday Boy and I had jerked each other off in the loo and I had suggested that they all come back to my place. We left the pub in a state of excitement wondering what was going to happen between us... My lounge

Hot Piano Man

This story is dedicated to a talented gay piano player whom I’ve gotten to know through the Internet... 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

How My Cock Lost Its Cherry

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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