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My First Time With A Guy

by Richard Allen


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, Uncle Glen,” I said in apology. “That’s OK, Jimmy,” he replied. “I’ll be ready in a jiff.” He turned around to face me and smiled at me. It was the first time that I had seen a grown man’s cock and balls. They were a gorgeous sight and my own little dick stiffened. Then he quickly pulled on a clean pair of briefs and hid his manhood from me. He put on a shirt and a loose pair of shorts. “Hand me those shoes just behind you,” he asked me. I was glad to oblige and as he finished dressing I knew that my cock remained hard because I still had a picture of him naked in my mind. That picture was the one I was to use over and over again when I wanted to jerk myself off. As I grew up, my mates often brought porno pics to school. Those with naked women just never turned me on no matter how sluttish the pose. But any picture of a naked guy made me instantly stiff. The sight of a man’s erection was enough to make me cream my shorts. Although I had no problem with my gayness, I was terrified of being found out. I met hundreds and hundreds of guys that I wanted desperately but until I was eighteen I had never had a gay encounter since I could never make the first move. I was mortified by the thought of being rejected. I made do with my box of well-thumbed gay mags, which I had hidden in my bedroom. Just after I turned eighteen, I won a prize at work by being voted employee of the month three months in a row. It was a weekend at a posh hotel on the coast plus a cheque for spending money. I checked in that Friday summer night during a heat wave. My room was very luxurious and fully air-conditioned. The bellboy gave me a run down on all the facilities that the hotel offered and I gave him a tip. Then I took a much-needed shower. I dried myself off and looked at my naked body in the mirror in the hall. I saw a pretty attractive guy on the brink of manhood with blond curly hair, a well-formed smooth body and nine inches of uncut soft cock. What a waste, I thought to myself. When was I going to get laid by a horny guy? Someone as cute as Uncle Glen would be perfect. With Uncle Glen’s naked image in my mind, my cock started to stiffen until it was as rigid as a pole. It was over eleven inches long and I took it in my hand and jerked off until I shot four or five spurts of cum into my hand. A short while later, I went down to the restaurant to eat, but found that all the tables were taken. “There’s space at a table where a gentleman is dining alone,” said the head waiter. “Would you like me to ask him if he would mind if you shared it with him?” “Not at all,” I replied and he went over and spoke to the guy, who looked up at me. Within moments, I was sitting opposite one of the most handsome men that I had ever seen in the flesh. He was in his late thirties and had a mop of curly jet-black hair. His eyes were pale blue and his long black eyelashes fluttered as he looked me over. I thrilled at his wide, full mouth and manly square cut jaw with its tinge of blue seven o’clock shadow. “My name’s Jeff,” he said by way of introduction. I told him my name and he began to tell me about himself. He was a photographer hired by the hotel to take some pictures for its new brochure. He had just about finished his shoot but found the place so comfortable that he had decided to stay the weekend. My cock was stiff with desire for him. What did he have between his legs, I wondered? Was he cut or uncut? What did he like best, sucking or fucking? And then he dropped a bombshell when he told me that he had a son only a few years younger than myself. “’Night, Jimmy,” he said after he had finished his meal. “I’ll see you around tomorrow.” He got up from the table and he squeezed my shoulder with his hand affectionately before leaving the room. I thrilled at this token of friendship and I imagined his hand squeezing my hot, stiff cock. What a shame that the guy was married, I thought to myself. I went to bed early with Jeff on my mind. I slipped my rubber dildo up my tube and fucked myself with it thinking that it was Jeff’s meat inside me. After a few minutes, my cock squirted several loads of my sticky cum between the sheets. God, I felt that I could fall in love with Jeff if only he was gay like me. The next morning, I took a dip in the pool and sunbathed for an hour or so. Then the heat got to me and I went over to the poolside bar and sat in the shade of an awning. A few minutes later, I saw Jeff come out of the hotel dressed only in a skimpy white brief-style swimsuit. I got hard just looking at his hairy, muscular torso and his shapely hairy legs. He saw me and waived to me and started walking towards me. When he got closer, I was thrilled to see the outline of his orange- sized balls and his generous penis that lay flat against his stomach. If only...I thought to myself. “Tell me more about yourself,” he said as he sat next to me. “A guy as cute as you must have a terrific girlfriend.” I told him that I was a single kind of guy and gave him a lot of crap about my being too busy with my work to have a steady relationship. Then I felt his hairy leg brush my leg and not accidentally. My body shivered a little at the implication and I looked into his piercing pale blue eyes. Then my body thrilled again as he put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it hard. “I thought about you a lot last night,” he said. “In bed, I mean. I’ve got the hots for you. I’d love it if you and I could make out together.” He then put his hand on mine. “I’ve never made love to anyone before,” I whispered to him as I looked down at his huge hard dick in his briefs. “That’s great!” he replied, “I’ve got so much to teach you,” he said with a smile. Within five minutes we were lying together on his bed. He kissed me tenderly holding me between his arms. Then he pushed his hot tongue into my mouth and flicked it in and out of it. I knew that my body was just like putty in his hands. “Would you like to see my cock?” he whispered to me. “Oh, yes,” I murmured back to him. He slipped out of his trunks and I looked down at his crotch and got my first sight of the manhood that I could only fantasize about before. He pulled back his foreskin and showed me his helmet, which was gorged purple with blood. “Strip off,” he said gently, “I want to see yours too.” I quickly got rid of my shorts and briefs and looked into his eyes as he saw my massive erection pointing at him lustily. His eyes opened wide at the sight of it. “You’re beautiful,” he said with a sigh and he pushed me over on my side with my back towards him. He then spooned up to me pushing his cock between my legs until it kicked at my bursting balls. Then he started licking my ear hole with his tongue as he caressed my dick with his hand. My body trembled with these new sensations, which surpassed my wildest expectations. “Do you like this?” he asked me tenderly as he pulled his cock back and fore between my legs still holding my dick in his hand. “Ye…ye…yes!” I whispered to him emphatically. “I’m afraid I’m going to cum too soon!” He pulled his cock from between my legs and rolled me onto my back. “Better have a rest then,” he whispered. “Would you like to suck my cock for a while?” Would I? Would I?! I was just yearning to taste his dick for the first time. “Yes,” I answered him. “Please show me what to do.” “I’ll give you a short lesson,” he said and he bent over me and gave me my first blowjob. He began by licking my dribbling helmet with his tongue. Then he took it into his mouth and sucked it hard. I groaned with pleasure and then he took as much of the rest of my dick into his throat as it could take. He face-fucked me a few times and then sat up. He knew what he was doing: one more stroke would have made my cock shoot in ecstasy. I knelt between his legs and I put my hand on his horny dick. I simply swooned at the feel of his hotness and stiffness that I had only come near to imagining before. But this was real and much sexier than my imagination had ever prepared me for. I felt the need to pull back his foreskin and suck his purple lollipop. “Awagh! That’s fucking marvelous,” he cried out to me. I was glad that I was pleasing him. It gave me the confidence to take more of his cock into my mouth. Then I mouth-fucked him furiously like he had taught me just minutes before. He put his hands on my head and then he started to control the situation until I felt his cock throb and his cum spurt down my throat. It was the first time that I had a guy’s sperm in my mouth and I swallowed it lovingly. It was salty and warm. Jeff pulled me up to him and kissed me in gratitude. “You sure learn quick,” he said to me and then he gave me passionate wet kisses with his tongue darting in out of my mouth that was still coated with his own cum. Then he pushed me away and got down and sucked my cock vigorously until my hot load filled his mouth. We were both in a high state of physical excitement and we snuggled together in rapturous abandonment. And then I thrilled as he told me how much he liked me and that he wanted to spend the rest of the weekend making love to me. We slept for an hour or so in each other’s arms. I only stirred when Jeff got out of bed to go to the bathroom. My cock was stiff again and I wondered what would happen next between us hoping that he would get his meat inside my virgin hole. I saw that he was hard again, too. He opened the bedside drawer and took out a tube of K-Y jelly and a condom sachet. My sphincter twitched in anticipation of what was to come. He slid between the sheets and threw his arms around me and kissed me passionately. I sighed with joy as he held me tighter and tighter. “I want to fuck you, Jimmy,” he whispered to me. “I’ll be as gentle as I can because I don’t want to hurt you. Is that okay with you?” I looked deep into his pleading eyes and nodded. His expression changed to a look of gratefulness and he rewarded me with a loving French kiss. My hole twitched over and over as I thought of the treat in store for it. “I’ll have to loosen you up for a while,“ he whispered as he squeezed some of the cold lube through my rectum. Then he pushed his finger into my hole. I groaned when he started pushing it in and out of me and reaching spots in my tube that only my dildo had visited before. After a few minutes he took his finger out of me and reached out for more lube. Then he started finger fucking me with two fingers then three and, finally, with four. I winced with some pain when Jeff screwed my tube clockwise and counter clockwise with his bunch of four fingers. Then, after all the stretching had been done, I felt comfortable again and was ready to be taken. “It’s okay now, Jeff,” I whispered to him, “I’m ready for your cock.” He smiled at me as he ripped open the sachet and rolled the condom on his dick. Then he parted my legs and knelt between them. I swooned at the heat of his helmet when he pushed it inside me. Then Jeff put his hands behind my buttocks and pulled them up on his thighs. I gasped with pleasure when I felt all of his hot meat slip easily into my tube. “Are you okay?” he whispered to me with consideration. “Oh yes,” I whispered back to him, “I’ve waited so long for a feeling as divine as this.” He smiled longingly into my eyes and he started to fuck me with long slow in and out strokes. “Faster, faster!” I cried out to him whilst jerking my own swollen dick. He quickened his pace and fucked me like a stallion with his balls clashing into mine at each inward thrust. I squeezed my tube down on his hotrod and saw the look of sheer ecstasy on his face. A few more strokes took his cock to heaven and I felt it throb deep inside me. Then my own cock shot volleys of cum over both of our chests. He collapsed breathless on me and kissed my neck and I put my arms around him and gave him a grateful hug. At last I had managed to lose my virginity and with the hottest man that I had ever met. I knew that I was falling in love with this sweet guy. “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” he whispered thrillingly in my ear. “Thank you, Jimmy. Can you spend the next weekend at my place?” “What about your wife?” I asked him. “Hell, we divorced when my boy was only two years old. She found out that I was more gay than straight and she just walked out on me.” Joy of joys! I thought to myself. How lucky can an eighteen-year-old get? “I’d love to!” I whispered to him and that cemented our deepening relationship. Within a few weeks I had gotten a new and better job in the town where Jeff lived and I moved in with him. I’m twenty now and we are still passionate for each other. Every time lover boy fucks me it’s as good as the first time -- and he fucks me a lot. If you liked this story, 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

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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