Easy for me. Not so easy for him. But he indulged me. How long would he keep indulging me? And did he look up at me from the ground the way I looked up at him? Damn. I could even see his ass. Had I never really even thought about his ass so far?
The numbers of times Eddie had moved around to make sure my hand wasn’t just on his thigh, but directly over his crotch; the time he told me that of all the Christmas presents he gave out, the only one he really cared about was the one he was giving to me
Chip manipulated his friends into a hot four-way. Now what? Brad and Alec have a couple of more days in Denver... will they all be up for more playing together or will Scotty put a stop to it?
He leans up, the sheet falls from his mid-section, revealing his stark nakedness underneath, his thick cock dangles, spent of most of its precious seed from the night’s frantic activities. He hangs in his flaccid 7-inch glory… (An indirect Benjie’s Stepdad World story.)
A narcissistic gym bro loves teasing the older men at his gym, showing off his beautiful body every chance he gets. Unfortunately (or fortunately), one day the daddies have enough, and teach him a long, hard lesson about respecting his elders.
Toby has a huge crush on his sister's friend and coworker, and a huge crush on his giant bulge. What he doesn't realize is that the "straight" guy he thinks he knows might actually be more open than he thought.
The thing that turned me on most about him though, besides his muscles and his manliness, was his body hair. Most young guys nowadays, including a lot of the fit guys he was friends with, shave almost everything: ass, pits, pubes, and even legs. But not him.
Tyrone wants to have sex with an unlikely partner, a white guy. He pursues the guy at a local gym, then during a rainstorm. Both guys get drenched, but that only intensifies their passion for each other.
You can see the damp chest curls as they sweep over his well-defined and well-earned muscly pectorals. They seem to wander ever lower into a magnificent trail that tops his stretched elastic waistband of the equally battered blue workout shorts. The blonde hairs seem to disappear into these ragged shorts into parts unexplored.
He bent over me, pausing for a moment, catching his breath. I could feel his cock twitch inside me. “You want my load?” He breathed into my ear. I braced my hands flat against the wall and nodded. “Yes.” I moaned back at him, and watched him stand up completely again and hold me by my waist and start to drill me again. What was I doing?!
"He put on a pair of white briefs that beautifully showed off the outline of his girthy cock and put on a skintight white undershirt that tightly hugged his pecs and arms." Little did I know that after a few. minutes those briefs would be coming off again.
I turned away and stood up, willing my cock to go down and go back to focusing on my workout. I grabbed the dumbbells, bending over with my ass in Aaron’s direction. I felt like his eyes were on me, and I wanted to give him a little preshow just to keep his attention. When I did glance back, he was staring at me alright. And his little permanent smile on his face said it all.
I was startled. For the two hours I was here, I didn’t see a single person. I turned around and standing there was my old boss/professor, Dr. Russel. Dr. Russel was the fitness manager while he was in school to receive a PhD in Physiology, and afterwards, he became the director of the fitness center and a professor at the university.
Late-night workouts at the gym are full of all kinds of possibilities. Especially late-night workouts with an experienced man who knows what you need... what you can do... and how to push you to reach what you want. One young man gets the deep push he needs from the one man who can give it to him like nobody else in this quick, steamy tale of discovery and connection.