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It was a hot summer day in California; I hung with a group of friends my age all through high school. Near my house was the Sacramento River, I would go there with my friends and swim, shoot the shit and just have fun. I rode my bike over to Mike’s house I was 16 years old and Mike had just turned 17. Let’s go ride to the river. I said. Okay, Mike replied. I have to mow the yard first. I’ll help you; let’s go I said punching mike on the arm. I used the edger while Mike mowed the yard; I looked over at Mike watching his muscles ripple as he manhandled the mower, sun reflecting off his bronzed shoulders. Mike was only wearing a pair of cut off jean shorts, very short ones at that. We got to the river about 30 minutes later, parking our bikes under the big oak tree. Mike pushed me into the river when I stood too close to the edge of the rock we were on. I laughed and splashed water onto his feet before Mike jumped in with a cannonball. We swam and laughed, before climbing onto ...

. ...................................Taking the long bus ride from the city out to the prison, I looked out the window still not believing that I was sentenced to prison for 7 years. It was a mistake, I did not do anything wrong. I am a well built blonde guy in my early 20’s with a flat stomach and a big thick cock so I am really scared of facing hard time in prison. The bus pulled to the gates after being waved inside the fenced area by a guard. We were all cuffed and had leg shackles too so walking was a slow endeavor or the leg iron would cut my ankles up. Listen up and do as you are told no talking whatsoever unless you are asked a question by a guard. The tall guard said. Front to rear, stand up and un-ass this bus then forming a line outside, starting at that gate. He said as he pointed toward a tall chain link gate laced with barbed razor wire at the top. I was happy to g...

My boyfriend Jess and I had been living together for a little over three years. Jess is a gorgeous man of 30 years old with dark tightly curled hair that always looks a bit disheveled also has dark brown eyes. Being a weekend, we had decided to do one of the chores that we had put off for over a year now, painting the family room. It has very tall ceilings that reach 14 feet on the inner wall. We rented some scaffolding and had it set up with plastic drop cloths covering the carpeting. I removed the last of the pictures off the walls, was pulling nails and filling the holes while Jess went to pick up the paint. Hearing the front door open, you are just in time, I finished the filling and sanding the holes. I called out. As I turned toward the hallway I saw four men running toward me with masks on. On the floor! One yelled. Who the fuck are you and what do you want? I asked in an outraged but scared voice. Don’t say a word unless you are spoken to bitch! A muscular man said. Or I...

I’m out of class at the local community collage headed for my car when this dark haired guy about 90 feet ahead of me drops some papers from his notebook. “Hey dude, you dropped some papers.” I called out. The guy did not hear and kept walking to his car. I picked up the papers, and looked at them, it said his name was Keith. “Keith.” I yelled out, Keith looked up, I waved at him, he waved back and started getting into his car. “Keith.” I yelled again, he stopped backing out of the parking place and waited for me to get to him. “You dropped your papers, looks like study material for one of your classes.” “Oh, man, I would have been sunk without those.” Keith said as he reached out the window to take the papers. Keith held onto my hand, he gave it a shake. “Thanks man, I owe ya.” He said. “William is my name but call me Will, please.” I said. “I’d buy you a beer but I’m a bit tapped out right now.” Keith said. “Come over to my place if you want, I’ve got some beer.” “Soun...

My name is Ryan; I am 27 years old decent looking but nothing to get me in a magazine. I left my apartment at 9 pm to meet some friends at a bar in town that we sometimes hung at. One of my friends, Ben is a bit on the unruly side and has gotten us into a few fights in the past year. Ben likes to drink and then run his mouth over the littlest thing. I got there a bit early and sat at the bar, the place was pretty empty. I ordered a drink, sipping on it, this short guy sits next to me, he had short cropped blond hair with nice thick arms and big hands but must not have been over five feet six inches. I was still not that impressed until he opened his mouth and this Irish accent rolled out of his mouth. Hello, my name is Jim; can I join you for a drink? Sure, I said. I sipped my drink as Jim started telling me about his just moving to Seattle from New York. I was lost in his thick...

Heading in to work I stopped off for a cup of coffee at the donut place, dreading going in, dreading facing a full work week, it was always the same, same people, same office bull shit. Sucking on the coffee bouncing through traffic, hardly paying attention to my surroundings my car drifted into the next lane, the guy driving the jeep blew his horn at me I gave him the usual one fingered salute and looked him in the eye. Cute fucker at least, I stomped the gas pedal and wove between cars before turning into the parking garage. At my cubicle I turned on my computer and looked at the red light blinking on my phone, fucking phone. I was in a pissy mood today for sure. The office manager Marge stopped at my cube and started talking about some new guy, as I turned around, there stood the Jeep guy grinning as he stuck out his hand. This is Shawn, Shawn this is Skip. Marge said. You two get acquainted, Shawn has the cube next to you and will be working on your team, I will check back l...

My neighbor I have lived in my house for seven years now; it is ten acres of lightly wooded land out in the country. I enjoy being naked most of the time when inside my house and also work outside on my property naked quite often when the weather is nice. I was puttering around outside and was a bit warm with little breeze so I peeled off my shirt and pants tossing them onto a stump. Pulling vines away from the magnolia tree that grows near the gravel driveway. I stopped for some water I brought out in a jar, hearing a noise I paused with the bottle at my lips listening, maybe an armadillo or a squirrel I thought. I drank three quarters of the water and poured the remaining water down my neck and chest, it felt good letting the cool water trickle off my chest and down to my balls before falling to the ground. I am 36 years old, six foot two inches with a lean strong body, a dusting of dark hair on my chest and being outside like this I have no tan lines. Hearing the noise in ...

................................................................. I had gotten to the restaurant early, I was meeting my friend Will there. The hostess seated me at table near the center of the tables. I was fooling around with my smart phone and all the settings trying to see if there was wifi locally I could use and speed things up while I read email. I toggled the Bluetooth setting and was starting to go back to the email when this window popped up, “accept or deny photo?”. What? I thought. Who was using Bluetooth to send me a picture, they had to be close. I looked around as I clicked “accept” the picture opened and it was a picture of a big stiff penis. I pulled the phone close to my chest so no one else could see me looking at a picture of a cock. I looked around again, the place was pretty busy and several guys were on cell phones texting or whatever they were doing. I knew someone was watching me unless this was sent to me by error; there was a guy in his 40’s on his ph...

Seattle Boys My name is Alan; I am 29 years old and work for a national sportswear company in Seattle. Every year we have what is called Pre-line, it is when we get the new clothing samples in from the companies that make the clothes after we design them. We take the samples and make “shops” in about 25 booths, young men’s, boys, young ladies and girls. Each booth gets set up as if in a store, folded neatly on shelves and hanging, we have designers make the sets “artsy” and themed with beautiful displays. After everything is set up we have major buyers from all over the country to see our new line and place orders on what they have seen that they think will sell well in their stores. During the actual week of the show, we have food catered in and the buyers get anything they want, it is really quite the event. I do everything from setting the booths, music, dealing with the runners and yes, I handle the models. The models for each line have dressing rooms that can be very chaoti...

Since I moved to California from North Carolina 2 years ago, I have been missing my friends so much.   After talking to my friend Jake on the phone, I called him back the next day and suggested he come out to visit me for a week.  Jake asked if he could bring his boyfriend David with him on the visit. I was a bit disappointed as I was hoping to hook up with him again, we had been more of a fuck buddy relationship than boyfriends, but it will be good to see him anyway.  Jake had a medium build with sandy blonde hair green eyes and a great personality. I arrived at the airport near baggage claim to pick them up, waiting on the bench watching people go by when my phone rang, it was Jake, they were off the plane and headed to the escalators to come to baggage claim.  I walked to the bottom of the escalators to watch for them, making eye contact with this cute guy coming down alone, I shot him a flirty smile as he came near me.  Hi, I am David are you Kei...

My friend Josh asked me to meet him at a local restaurant called the fire station; it was made from a closed fire station. I had not been there in a long time and I was a little early, the hostess seated me in a booth toward the back. My waiter came by with menus; I understand that you are waiting for someone else? My name is Jes; may I bring you a drink and an appetizer? Hi, Jes, My name is Daniel and I will be your customer. I said with a stupid grin. Jes stopped and looked at me without saying too much. Sorry. I said, I’m always a smart ass. Ill have an iced tea please, no lemon. I will have it right out for you Daniel. Jes said as he walked toward the kitchen. I glanced at my smartphone checking e-mails and saw a friend had sent me a picture, it finally loaded as Jes brought my drink, and he glanced at the picture as it flashed onto the screen. My friend sent me a picture of himself naked. I saw the picture and quickly put my hand over the screen but it was too late, Jess ha...