He spotted me staring at him, and he waved at us, holding a drink up in celebration. Happy New Year indeed. I was ready to celebrate. Darren walked right up to me and grabbed me tight in a big bear hug. “You look good enough to fuck." He growled at me, and moved to the bar, leaving me standing alone to watch his round ass move away from me. Fuck, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I looked at Darren's big frame beside me, the ocean beside him in the distance, the moonlight outlining his chiseled face. “I can’t explain these past few days buddy.” He was staring down at me, talking so quietly I could barely hear him over the soft sounds of the ocean near our feet. “But I’m hoping we can figure this out and continue something back home.”
Cole's showed his hot big bro and cousin that he's ready to join them in their hot, lusty bro thing... but is he man enough to take a seat at the Big Boys' Table with them? There's a lot of things he hasn't tried, a lot of things they're ready to show him... and a lot he's ready to show them about himself too.
The young freshly-graduated man started a summer journey through East Europe. He never anticipated what lay in store for him when he reached Budapest and followed a touristic group led by the most handsome gypsy guide he had ever laid eyes on.
I left the washroom first, trying to not make it too obvious in case we came across anyone. Darren had patted my ass just before I opened the stall door and told me every time he looked at me today, he would know that I had his swimmers inside my ass all day long now. Both his words and the tap on my ass from his big hand sent a shiver through me. What WAS he doing to me??
I was already planning ahead. I needed to slow down. But looking up at his handsome face, those blue eyes, I was already melting. He looked at me for a bit, neither one of us saying anything, until he broke the silence. “Follow me.” He said quietly, putting his coffee cup down and standing up suddenly, starting to walk towards the restaurants. I wondered where he was going.
For years, Cole's big bro Reece and their hot cocky jock cousin Danny have had their own holiday celebrations away from the rest of the family. Cole's grown up fast, and he's been wanting to be part of it. He's always had kind of an idea what they get up to on their own... but now he's finally been invited to join the Big Boys' Table, he's about to find out it's even more than he imagined.
His right hand rubbed his leg casually, and then he moved it onto the cushion, and slowly slid it backwards, up his thigh to where my left hand was resting. He slowed down as it brushed against my hand resting on the cushion, my fingers feeling the palm of his hand first as it slowly glided over top. Then his pinky finger lifted up and traced over top of mine. My insides were pounding.
The year I turned 35 we decided to take the kids to an all-inclusive vacation in the Dominican. It was over the Christmas break – the perfect time to escape the extended family and chill. And the perfect time for me to stop yearning for men. Or at least try. Until I spotted him. Standing out against the crowd. Big. Muscular. Smooth. Tribal tattoo on his shoulder. But who was scoping out who?
Now they were all going up into the mountains to spend the weekend. They were an odd group. Grant was blond and blue eyed with a smooth toned body like Vince. Cody had dark brooding eyes and a full head of wavy jet black hair. He was big and burly with a thick hard body. Jackson kept his head shaved. His ebony body was compact with long lean muscles.
This is a fiction story Of this guy I had the pleasure to work with. Short hot and hairy. This story of course by all means does not suggest that he could be coaxed into Gay sex. Nor question his sexual preference. But one could always Hope
A vacation week at a cottage up north was just what I needed. A few of us had booked a cottage on a private lake to escape. Perhaps this weekend away was exactly what I needed to escape the temptations of men and focus on relaxing. But Ed the big built firefighter started my arousal. And then I met Dan, the even bigger muscular older guy next door.
Our third day in Turkey we had the option to participate in an authentic “Hamam” or Turkish Bath. As we arrived at the Bath we were separated by gender. There were Turkish men waiting, sort of sitting in a line waiting for their next customer. The one for me was huge, muscled, out-sizing the other masseurs by half a foot, standing well over 6 feet tall. I was going to be massaged by this beast?!
Edited an old story: During my first year as the boss, I was asked to attend a conference in New York City. I hadn't been to NYC since I was a teen and wasn't too keen on being there by myself, but as a married dad though this would be a nice change of pace. It had been a while since I had a man over top of me and I was dying to suck some cock. I was suddenly looking forward to some American beef.
As our group crossed the border from Egypt into Israel, I knew I would never see Seth again, nor feel his power. He had awoken in me that passion for love making that I had shut down a while ago. The raw intensity of the way he fucked me was still lingering in my mind. I stared out the window at the sudden green landscape of Israel. I needed another real man. A beast. I needed more.
After an exciting morning with Mr. Santos and then DILF Paul, Andy takes a break for brunch with his parents, but he immediately meets a hot guy who introduces him to Mr. Howard. Andy's hot eager pucker starts to twitch with excitement...
This is a true story about a relationship I had many years ago. It shows you the ups and downs that we went through, how the relationship turned from love to friendship and continued on through the years. Not my usual type of story, this is definitely NOT jerk off material, there's no sex scenes at all. Just thought I'd post it and see what people thought.
I looked at the two guys as they talked to their friend. They were both really hot looking. The thinner one looked a bit younger. He was the better looking of the two. Striking blue eyes and nice firm looking body. The bigger guy was just that, bigger. He had huge arms and a massive chest. The shirt he wore could barely contain his massive frame.
Seth yelled as he ran to our group. The man with his arm around my shoulder let go quickly and looked up at the hulking mass running towards us. Seth came to a halt in front of the Egyptian man standing beside me and pushed him backwards, speaking Arabic to him. Then Seth grabbed the back of his head and started marching him back towards the hotel. Seth turned to me and whispered, "You are mine!"
As our bus pulled up to the front door, I stretched in my seat to look for my soldier. MY soldier. I truly was his. Already. And there he was. His eyes stopped on me, and he smiled his wide, handsome bearded grin, and put his cigarette out, folding his arms across his mammoth chest and leaned against the door as if waiting for me.