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Felix

Night Walker Basement Games
First Lover Water Polo Stud... Mailroom Job
Mailroom Job

It was a drag job. The guys were mostly fuckoff types who didn't
care what kind of job they did. I was more ambitious using the opportunity
 to make contacts in the hopes that a better job would happen for
me.
My supervisor kept calling me a kissass and giving me the shit shifts
so I had little opportunity to meet some of the executives in he
company, but I was determined to make it work.
_
It was one night shift that gave me that opportunity. I had cleaned
up the mail room and was touring the offices to restock all the Xerox
supplies when I saw a light on in an office.
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I made sure I stopped by and saw one of the managers working at his
desk. We made a little conversation at first and I offered to get
him some coffee and sandwich from down the street. He was pleasant
and offered to buy me a sandwich too.
I went back to the mail room and stripped off my tee shirt and underwear
and put my jeans and shirt back on. While I was anxious to move up
in the company, I was horny too and this guy was a turn on.
He was beefy, curly hair, clean shaven, wore glasses to read, deep
voice and his eyes...god those eyes.
During our chatting, his eyes kept looking me over and lingered on
my crotch. I wished I hadn't worn underwear that night so I could
see if he was really interested.
I put the bags of food on his desk and his smile welcomed me. We
decided to go to the office next door where it was more comfortable,
he said.
It was his bosses office. The couch and coffee table were perfect
for relaxing..and other things I thought.
I busied myself putting the food out on the table, reaching across
him..and holding myself from falling by putting my hand on his leg.
His hand patted my back and stayed there for a moment as I did these
chores.
We laughed about certain personalities in the company. He asked me
why he hadn't seen me around before and I lamented the night shifts
but then said I was glad I worked the late shift..now or else we
might not have met.
He was silent.
Then he reached over and opened my shirt the rest of the way. I didn't
move. My cock , which was half hard anyway, hardened to its full
size.
I reached over and unbuttoned his chest too..and reached inside to
touch his smooth and developed chest.
His fingers on the top button of my jeans made me hold my breath
knowing we were about to do what I fantasized about while I went
to get us the sandwiches.
I stood and let him unbutton them the rest of the way..and push my
jeans down my legs.
I let my unbuttoned shirt fall off my shoulders and stepped out of
my sneakers.
I stood there naked.
His hands slid over my legs and hips.
I knelt and unzipped his trousers...surprised to see he wore no underwear
either..or perhaps he took his off while I was gone.
His cock tasted wonderful.
I looked up to see he had taken his shirt off and my mouth traveled
up his stomach to his nipples.
We lay on the couch for what seemed like hours kissing, touching,
and sucking.
He led me back to his office..and I sat on his desk. He lifted my
legs and assaulted me with his tongue..then his cock.
I kept working the late shift and my supervisor asked me why I didn't
complain. I just smiled.
It was a long affair. When I quit the job, he cried. But the weekend
we spent in a motel at the beach made up for my absence he said.
It was my last time seeing him. He talked about his wife and kids
and his need to get back to his life.
I cried.
We made love.
And we moved on.   Back to top
Basement Games

I kept hearing about our neighbor turning his basement into a game
room and thought they meant one with a pool table etc.
So when I mentioned I'd love to see it, and the others chuckled at
me, I was confused.
I asked my father why they laughed and he said that I didn't want
to see the mans game room...trust him.
I snuck over to the mans house one night and peeked into the basement
windows. They were painted black..so I didn't get a view..but finally
found one window in the back of his house which had some scratched
paint..and I could see inside.
I almost cursed out loud...I saw a young guy about my age..which
was nineteen...tied to two posts. His face was partially hidden by
a black mask. But the rest of him was in full view..totally naked.
The neighbor was using a straight razor on his crotch..and the kid
didn't seem to be resisting.
My own cock was rock hard almost immediately..and I stayed there
trying not to make sounds.
The next night I returned and found the scratched window was easier
to see through...and another guy was tied now..his hands over his
head.
The man was floggin him with some kind of whip...one of those kinds
you see in old films about pirates.
I heard muffled sounds..but they weren't screams or anything..just
groans and moans...I was surprised when the kid's cock shot its load
while the man was beating him.
I went back often after that...and saw the man sucking the boys,
fucking them, shaving them or putting clothes pins on their nipples
and other areas.
He had dinner at our place a few times...and one time one of the
other men asked him if he finished his new game room. I blushed for
some reason.....
The men kidded him about it. And I asked him if he had ping pong
or a pool table there trying to appear as innocent as I was when
I first heard about it.
That night I snuck over to his house again..and found the window
I had seen through..but it was painted solid black.
"You disappointed?" his voice made me gasp. I hesitantly accepted
his invitation to see his game room in person.
He said he knew I had been watching him for weeks now..and he told
me to strip.
I couldn't deny my cock was hard....my breathing deep....my fantasies
roaring into my consciousness..and soon I was spread eagle between
the two posts...feeling him shave my armpits, chest, stomach and
crotch.
The cat of nine tails sent shreds of pain and pleasure thru me and
I ached after the fucking he gave me that night.
It was a year or so later and the men were talking and drinking at
our house again. One of the other men said something to Carl (that
was the name of the neighbor) about the stories about his playroom.
Carl looked at me and said "Ask the kid, he knows all about my playroom"
again I blushed. especially when my own father stared at me in disbelief.
But that didn't stop me from going to my regular appointment in the
playroom...nor did it stop me from moving into Carl's house when
he ordered me to.
And I still serve him there.  Back to top
 
 Felix

        The doorbell rung twice and Terry went to answer the door.
It was Felix the guy that had moved next door about two weeks ago.
"Hi! I am Felix"
"HI there" Terry answered. He could not help but stare at that hunk.
He had a tight pair of levis 501's on and just a tank top. His flesh
was rather dark form the sun, and Terry could tell with certainty
that he had been working at the gym. His biceps were strong and readily
defined He had black hair short almost crew cut, and a pair of brown
almond-shaped eyes. He said that he has some trouble with his computer.
"It was working perfect, and now it won't boot up. I noticed that
you had a computer, and I am wondering if you have a couple of minutes
to take a look at it" Felix said and his eyes were looking despaired.
He told him he had to make a presentation for work, and he was lost
without the computer.
"Well why don't we take a look at it" Terry said cheerfully. It seemed
rather strange though to him that Felix knew he had a computer. Was
he picking through the window? He had never come to his house before,
and they had only briefly talked the second day. At either rate Felix
was too cute for Terry to be bothering his head with that kind of
details at that moment.
        They entered the condo, and they went upstairs where Felix
had his office. He had a new computer and Terry thought that it should
not have been giving him the trouble it had been.
"Look do you have a back-up of your boot-up directory?"
"I forgot to tell you that I do not know too much about computers"
Felix laughed
"Ok., well I will make this puppy up and running in just a few minutes
let me go get my disks" Terry said and he got out of the room. He
thought he had seen Felix's basket getting bigger but he did not
pay any attention. "Come over to check out my computer" was not a
come-on by any standards or at least that was what Terry had thought
up to that day.
When he came back he started loading the computer with his files,
and the machine was up and running in a matter of seconds as Terry
had said. Felix came into the room with two hot cups of coffee and
he laid one of them next to Terry's arm. Touching him at the shoulder
he said
"Here a fix us some coffee"
"Thanks Felix he did not have to"
"Oh, No I want you to know that I really appreciate all your help"
Felix said and he touched him at the shoulder once again. Terry felt
a throbbing cock rubbing his back. His started to respond at once,
and as he turned to the carver of his eyes he saw what he was feeling.
Felix was standing right behind him and he was rubbing his crotch
against his back. Terry moved a bit to see if that was just an accident
or an intentional move. Sure enough Felix's crotch was again rubbing
his back. Terry was starting to hurt form his own erection.
"Felix, can you tell me what your password is?"
'Yeah, let me type it for you" Felix said and he leaned over Terry's
head to write his password. He stopped a moment and he turned his
head to Terry. Their faces were only inches away, and as their lips
got nearer a hot passionate kiss came as a natural result of the
distance or better lack thereof.
Felix invaded Terry's mouth with his tongue and Terry was oon moaning.
He rubbed Felix's back with his hands, and then he caressed his scalp.
Felix made him stand up form the chair, and then both of them fall
on the floor.
"You are a sexy guy you know that?" Felix asked Terry
"I do , please keep kissing me" Terry said looking for Felix's full
of fire lips. Felix started unbuttoning Terry's shirt. He exposed
his nibbles which were erect and tender to the touch. He worked them
up with both hands using his thumbs and his index finger. He was
rubbing them with his fingertips, and then he was pinching them with
both fingers. Terry was going crazy. He took on of Felix's hands
and he started sucking on his fingers.
"I have a better uses for your mouth" Felix said. He stood up on
his knees, and he put Terry's hand on his crotch which by that time
was screaming for some room in those tight jeans. Terry lowered his
face to his crotch and he licked the fainted denim. He opened his
mouth and he couped with his lips Felix's manhood. Felix put his
hand and slowly took his zipper down. Terry could smell the precum
from the boxers shorts. Felix with one move slid his shorts to his
ankles and his huge dick over 8" appeared. Pre-cum was dripping form
his piss-slit already, and Terry could wait till he got that prick
in his waiting mouth. He worked some saliva up and then he licked
Felix's scrotum, His big balls were foul of cum and Terry took special
care of them by putting them one by one in his mouth. Then Terry
kissed Felix's dick across its length.
"I cannot wait any more, just open your mouth and let me get in"
Felix said almost as if he was ordering Terry
Terry opened his mouth and he teased the prick with his tongue.
Felix grabbed by the hair and he gave a big push with his hips till
his dick was buried way down Terry's throat. Terry gasped for air,
byte Felix would not take his prick out. He knew when it would be
too late, and at exactly that moment he pulled his dick a bit out,
so he can let Terry breathe a little. Then he pushed him by the shoulders
till his back was on the ground. He out his legs aside Terry's chest
and he hold his hands against the wall. He started with a frenzy
fucking Terry's throat. Terry loved it. His own muscles were jerking
the cock in and out milking him, and his tongue was teasing Felix's
cock's piss-slit.
'You like that whore don't you I knew you were a good cock sucker
exactly what I needed today" Felix kept repeating and he was making
his thrusts more violent, more forceful, and more often. Terry could
not make a sound he was only looking that man obviously out of control
straight in the eyes and he loved every movement of it.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Good Good drink it all don't even let a drop out
I want you to drink it all" Felix said and his cock started shooting
hot, salty, tasty cum into Terry's throat.  Back to top

Water Polo Stud...

When I was a junior in high school a couple of years ago, there
was the really hot guy on the water polo team named Peter. Now
Peter was also a junior and he was incredibly muscular. He worked
out in the pool daily from 5:45am-7:30 and 3:00pm-5:30pm. He also
pumped iron regularly. He had sandy brown hair and was about 6'2".
He was about 180, all muscle. I was about 6'0", not nearly as buff,
and strong.  I fantasized about Peter daily.  I just wanted for
him to flex those hard biceps while I pumped in and out of his
hard ass. So finally, one day, I decided to make my move. I waited
after school one day for him, after his practice. I snuck into
the swimming area and into the locker room. I saw him changing
and I began beating off watching him stretch that enormous body.
Anyway, I began groaning not intentionally), and I guess he heard
me. He yanked open the stall door where I was and said "Well well,
what do we have here?". I remember trying to run, but he just held
one with his muscular hands.  All of a sudden I had more energy
in me than ever. I pushed him to the ground, and held him down.
I ripped off those tight Speedo's to reveal his manhood. He was
so muscular.  He was now lying on his washboard stomach, his biceps
flexing as he groped about.  Without a word, a positioned by hard
cock at the base of his asshole and began to push in. Peter screamed
"No! Don't do this to me! I swear I'll beat the shit out of you."
That was the last thing on my mind. Anyway, Peter said "is this
going to hurt?". I said "This will hurt more than anything you've
ever felt" wanting even more to begin pumping his tight ass. I
moved in for the kill. I begin pushing in. As I did he screamed
d bloody murder into the floor. I pushed all the way in. He screamed
like I've never heard. I was finally in him. I began riding that
tight ass like a cowboy groaning in pleasure as I caused this hard
stud so much pain. I pumped harder and faster and harder until
his virgin asshole started bleeding. I then quickly pulled out
and stuck my cock in his mouth. Not knowing what to do he began
sucking it unwillingly, tasting his own shit in his mouth. He sucked
and sucked and I kept deep throating his until I came so hard in
his mouth that he began gagging. I then got dressed and ran so
far. He never really made contact with me again that year. I wonder
why?  Back to top

First Lover

When I first came out, I was just over 40 and knew nothing about
gay men. I was introduced to a guy named Mark who I thought was the
best looking, most intelligent and exciting person I ever met. We
went out several times for dinner and a movie and finally he asked
me to go home with him. By then, I was so fucking much in love with
him that I had no idea what we'd be doing. Since he had a great ass,
I thought I'd climb on top and fuck his brains out. What a surprise
THAT night turned out to be. After we sucked around for a while,
he flipped me over, shoved my legs back and started a long slow insertion
in my butt. Since I had never been fucked before, it really hurt,
but I loved him so much, I didn't ask him to stop. At that time,
I didn't know anything about this top/bottom crap, so when he finished,
I wanted to fuck him. NO WAY, he told me. I'M THE TOP. To make a
long story short, we became lovers and I was introduced into the
joy of getting fucked. Psychologically it hurt for a while, but I
got used to it. Three years later, he dumped me for a teeny bopper
and I've only heard from him once. He got dumped by the kid who didn't
have time for an "old man." And he wanted to come back. NO WAY. But
one thing for sure, no one has fucked me SINCE!!! 
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Night Walker

It was late one night when I discovered I needed some "must have"
items for the bathroom.
I was in my sweatpants and nothing else...watching tv and didn't
want to dress...so I stepped into my topsiders and threw on my leather
jacket.
It was warmer out then I suspected so I pulled the coat open and
walked thru the streets towards the store.
"Hi" a quiet voice said as another walker said as he approached.
I stopped and looked thinking it was someone I knew. He stopped to.
I realized it wasn't anyone I knew.
"where you headed"
I mumbled something and he asked if I wanted a cool drink since I
looked hot in the leather jacket.
I followed him down two buildings and went into his apartment house
and apartment.
As soon as he close dhis door he turned and reached to my bare chest
and we kissed.
I started to take the jacket off..but he wanted it on.
We rolled on the floor, kissing feeling and groping. His shorts
allowed easy access to his cock and he had a hold of mine thru my
sweatpants.
He was soon naked..and begging me to fuck him.
He pulled the front of my sweats down and put a rubber on me quicker
then it took me to say "ok".
I fucked and fucked...worrying the neighbors would hear him yelling
for more and for me to fuck him harder.
We both came and he cleaned himself up and took the rubber off my
dick and kissed me some more.....and I left.
I got my stuff from the store and walked towards home.
"Got the time?" A bicyclist had stopped and turned to ask me.
I answered and we talked.
He had on a half length tee shirt and bike pants. I was standing
close enough for him to touch my jacket then my bare belly and then
the crotch of my sweatpants.
He walked his bike to my house and came inside.
He started tos trip..but I asked him not to..and we attacked each
other kissing, feeling under each others clothes and begging each
other to fuck each other.
I won and soon he was pivoting his body into me..still wearing his
half length tee shirt and his cock and ball pulled over the top of
his bike pants.
He had pulled my sweatpants off..but left my jacket on...
He pulled out as his cum was shooting all over my bare torso and
my leather jacket. He licked it off.....
It became a habit...me dressing for the walk carefully and casually
going through different streets to the store.
Sometimes I'd have something important to buy and other times I'd
just pick up anything to justify the trip.
But the walks there and back were always eventful.
As I told a friend of mine, he acknowledged that in my neighborhood
"walking the dog" had become a habit of many. whether they had a
four legged dog or not.
I don't but who cares.  Back to top

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