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Every day I do about the same thing, get up shower, eat a small breakfast and head to work. I go home after work to a quiet house. I got home and took off my dress clothes and slipped on a gray muscle shirt and was naked other than that. I flopped down into my tiger striped bean bag chair bare legs sticking out over the floor and start running my fingertips through my dark pubic hair, my cock starts to thicken with desires of its own. I turned on the stereo to a local pop station and leaned my head back grabbing my tool rubbing the head of it giving it a squeeze. Fuck, I need a man but I am too shy and have few friends because of it and most of them are either partnered or straight. My left hand dropped instinctively below my balls at the top of my ass crack, it has always been a very sensitive spot and can actually make myself cum just by intense massage of it. My legs spread open wide, my middle finger rubbed from my ball sack to my asshole, I was just laying there enjoying th...

My family owns a vineyard in central California for making wines. I was in second in charge of hiring the help to pick fruit, make the wine and bottle under supervision of my dad of course. The picking was mostly done and the crew was running things pretty smoothly prepping the juice for fermentation. I had a friend, Alex, arrive for a visit for a few weeks from Ohio, he and I had fucked around during our high school years before he moved away. He was very upset with his parents for taking him so far away from where he grew up and secretly away from me, we had made plans to move in together after high school was over. This was the first time we had seen each other in person since then and we were now 22 years old and only a few months apart in age. I picked him up at the airport and put his bags in the back of my old Dodge pickup and headed toward home. Alex was grinning about as much as I was, we had talked on the phone near every day since he left for Ohio and at least once a w...

I had to go to the mall for some new clothes that I needed for a vacation, I was tired of my old board shorts and tee shirts. The fucking parking lot was jammed as I passed row after row of cars, each time I would see one backing out, some bastard would beat me to it but I was determined not to lose my temper. I had my blinker on as a car backed out of a nearby parking spot but he backed the wrong way and some fucker bounced in before the car leaving was hardly out of the space. I drove on and took a newly vacated space and this one was actually in the shade of one of those small parking lot trees, as I walked to the entrance I could see the guy that beat me to the earlier parking space headed for the door ahead of me. Going onto the mall, I stopped and took a look at some board shorts and some cargo shorts, selecting a few pair to try on I headed for the dressing rooms only to find a big ass line of mostly women to use the set of dressing rooms. As the next door opened I made ...

Lil Bro Next Door   I moved into a rental house in a “family” neighborhood. A couple lived next door with one son, David is a 19 years old and just so fucking cute that when he was out mowing the lawn with his shirt off it would make my knees weak. My name is William, I am 24 years old and moved here on a transfer on my job. I had a boyfriend that was not up to the move and it was a causal relationship, we did not even live together so it was less of a monumental decision to make the move without him. I saw David finishing his yard and called him over, “Hey David, would you be interested in mowing my yard too, I can pay you $100.00 a month and I would like it done every two weeks, if you don’t mind that is.” “Sure William, I’d love to and can always use the extra cash.” David said with a smile. David had sweat running down his bare chest and bits of dry grass stuck to the moisture. “Would you like some water?” “Sure, that would be great.” He replied. David followed me ...

I did not write this story, my good friend Drew Harcourt did, he wanted me to share it with you, I hope you enjoy it! Seth~ The summer hadn’t yet come, but Boystown already had that “feel”. If you’ve been there—or countless other “homohoods” easily recognizable in any decent size urban area—than you already understand, if you haven’t ever been, than words can’t properly paint the scene, but homos love to talk—so I’ll try. Eric rode the train down early—it was about 8:30. The hood doesn’t really start to “hop” til 10:30 or 11:00. The preshow on Halsted—Boystown’s fag drag— wasn’t much—a mix of “can’t waits”, curiosity seekers, and those too old to start at 11:00 and end at 3:00 or 4:00 or 5:30 (depending on which afterhours bar you favored or when your most recent one-nighter snuck you past his passed-out roommate—or boyfriend—and shoved you back out on the street with a peck and exchange of phone numbers that both of you would dump the second you were out of eye...

Since I moved to California from North Carolina two 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 Keith?” My face went red,, “Yes, hi ...

Having worked hard for several weeks at my job and doing work around my house on weekends I decided to head over to Disney World for the day on Saturday. My name is Sid, short for Sidney which I hate, I am 31 years old and have light brown hair, a decent build and am single living in Clearwater. I got up at 6:30 and headed over to Disney grabbing an iced coffee and a couple of donuts on the way over. Showing my annual pass at the parking gate, the girl waved me in, I parked and rode the tram to the ticket area. My first ride of the day would be Splash Mountain, getting in line I turned to see a guy in line behind me, very cute maybe 28 years old with dark hair and eyes. He looked up when at me. “Been on Splash Mountain before?” He asked. “Yeah, several times I come over allot.” I replied. “Cool, it’s my first time here; I came down from West Virginia to visit my grandma for a week.” The guy said. “My name is Sid.” I said putting my hand out to shake his. “I’m Chris.” he said shakin...

I work as a manager at a gay male strip club and share the stage with up to 6 other guys at one time along with having a solo or two depending on the night. We strip fully letting everything hang loose and get interactive with the all-male gay audience allowing them to touch, grind and even push our cocks into their mouths. Some dancers have even jizzed onto a guy’s face as they watched although it is not supposed to happen, in fact they are not really even supposed to touch us but this is what keeps them coming back. We have uniformed security guards to keep the crazy guys off of us when we need them and sometimes we try to pull them into the act. One Saturday night I was on stage doing my solo dancing to the heavy beat while peeling off my clothing and teasing some of the guys in the audience by grabbing my cock and balls in one fist flicking the tip of my cock across this hot dude’s face, he kept smiling and really enjoyed it. Then a queen from the third row ran up on ...

I have worked for a family owned burger joint in central Florida for 6 years and have become the day shift manager. Most days are pretty mundane and see a lot of the same people coming in day after day. I hear the delivery bell ring at the back door and open it to start the morning deliveries from our vendors.  The first is Jim, our meat purveyor bringing us the pre made patties, our sliced cheeses and dairy products. Jim was almost done when the produce truck arrived, I did a double take as it was not our normal driver and he was definite eye candy. Dark curly short cropped hair with dark eyes that were hard to look away from.  “Hi, I’m Theo, the shift manager.” I said as I shook his hand.  “Good to meet you Theo, I am your new route driver, Jack moved out of state, my name is Daniel, or Dan if you will.”  “Let me show you the produce cooler Dan.” I said patting his shoulder, my hand wanted to linger and explore his torso but had to keep it professiona...