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Just another Friday night at Metropolis’ hottest new gay bar, it was around 11:30 and I was already bored. Looking around the bar I could spot no one who really sparked my interest. At the far end of the bar there were a couple of twinks standing around laughing and talking, one of them kept looking over at me and smiling. After a few minutes of this behavior, he finally came over to me to speak.
“Hey there,” he said, “have we met before.”
“Perhaps,” I said, “did we fuck last weekend?”
“I was hoping you would remember me, there were lots of boys in that room,” he said as he gingerly rubbed his cock. “You were an amazing fuck; I never came like that before, with a complete stranger.”
Taking the hint, I replied, “Want to repeat?” He smiled as if to say, your place or mine.
“Meet me in the back alley in 10 minutes,” I said as I took a shot of tequila and grabbed his cock.
As I walked out into the alley I felt a little uneasy, not the distinct feeling of being in danger, but the feeling that I was being watched. I had done this countless times before, pick up a hot guy in the bar, take him to the back alley, fuck him until he moans then go home, but tonight it felt different. As the hot twink ...

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It had been a hot and dusty ride from Kansas into Colorado en route to my new posting as the postal agent and sutler at Fort Hayden. I’d ridden all day with the Rocky Mountains tantalizingly near without having reached the river they told me was still more than a day’s ride out from the fort. I now saw the river ahead, cool and inviting, but I knew I wasn’t going to make Fort Hayden today. So, I rode down the side of the river for a couple of hours, thinking about one more night on the trail and about how hot, dusty, and smelly I’d gotten.
The river beckoned to me—clean and clear and shallow enough to be safe. At last I gave in, deciding to camp out for the night at a place where the land gently slanted down to a quiet section of the river well away from the central current. There was a small grove of cottonwood trees to one side and smooth rock outcroppings to another side, where I could lay my clothes out to dry.
I tied my horse to a tree in the cottonwood grove and laid out some food and water for him. I set up camp at the edge of the grove and laid my rifle up against a tree there. My saddle had gotten pretty smelly, so I scrubbed that down good and dropped it in the sun between the rocks and the grove to dry. Next I stripped off ...

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"Bummer," I exclaimed with a pout, as I threw the telephone book half way across the room and collapsed onto the sofa.
"What’s up?" Nick asked, looking up from his computer where he was checking out the latest Lusty Library stories.
"I’ve got the service worker itch, and they don’t list who the hunky, well-hung plumbers and electricians are in the phone book ads."
"Fancy that," Nick said as he turned back to his computer. But then he swiveled back around and gave me a level stare. "And what the fuck is the service worker itch?"
"I’ve got this itch deep inside me that can only be reached and satisfied by a hardworking muscled hunk with honest-work, callused hands, a big, thick dick, and rough technique."
"Well, between the two of us, I’ve got the biggest and thickest dick. Let’s go back to the bedroom and I’ll see what I can do for that itch," Nick said, with a smile.
"I said rough sex and burly handyman hunks, Nick. You don’t even come close."
"Thanks loads, Mr. White-collar Picky," Nick retorted.
"You know what I mean, Nick. You’re too refined and sensitive to scratch this itch. Sometimes I need someone who will skip the preliminaries and just pork me hard, deep, and quick—wham, bang, thank you, ma’am. It’s a fantasy I have occasionally. Just go with me on this."
"Well, OK, if that’s what you want," Nick said with a sigh, as he logged off the computer and unfolded himself from ...

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"So, you are here to audition for my movies," Mr. S said to me as I entered the living room to the hotel suite. He was the director of Ruby Bulb films, and I’d been waiting for weeks to see him, as he only gave two auditions a day. I could tell which one was the big director immediately when I came into the room, as he was a Big Daddy Warbucks type, all height and big bones and muscles, and no hair. The other two men in the room were holding movie cameras and were looking a little disheveled and disinterested. Mr. S. was all smiles and hearty handshakes and shoulder pats, the type of man who made you keep your hand on your wallet whenever you were within ten feet of him.I answered that, indeed, I was here to audition for his movies."And you know these are gay art films, don’t you?" he continued. "There’s a ton of money for actors to make in these films. They can lead to the big movie world. Why, did you know . . . ," and he was reeling off the names of several name-brand actors who had started in this segment of the industry only to rise to the big screen.I wagged my head agreeably, trying to keep up with him and present him my best profile all at the same time."And why do you think these are the films for you?" he was asking."My boyfriend pushed me to take this ...

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Me and Jesse were best buds! We did everything together, hunting, fishing, hiking, and of course partying! I guess life in the Piedmont got a little too boring for Jesse. He seemed depressed lately. He moped around all day. He sighed at my every suggestion. "Naw!" was his monosyllabic reply to all my encouragement. All he wanted to do was sit there, like a bump on a log! Early one morning, I awoke to find him sitting on the edge of my bed. He uttered as he shook me, "Get up! Sleepyhead, we need to talk!"I sat up, stretched lazily, then yawned so hard my jowls ached. It took a second to shake the night’s cobwebs from my head. I went through my morning ritual, I rubbed the fog from my eyes then scratched that reoccurring itch, my morning hard-on inevitably provides. " Oh hi! Jess..." I greeted, rubbing a cramp from my jaw. I noticed his backpack leaning against my bedroom door. Waking up to find Jesse sitting there wasn't that unusual, he was like family to us. He had free run of the house, hell he even had his own key! The knapsack was different though, it drew my fascination. We went hiking all the time, but we never needed a bedroll." What's up Jess? " I asked. "I got an itch and I just gotta scratch it, I guess," he shrugged. " Last night I did some soul searching." He paused, scratching his chin, carefully contemplating his next ...

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I decided the time was now right to visit my doctor lover Mark in San Francisco. He had again become the focus of my every thought. I kept dreaming of the love we had shared so intensely but so briefly. That was now more than a year ago, since he had accepted a position all the way across the country. Something had subtly changed in our long-distance relationship lately but I couldn't put my finger on it. Mark and I had mutually agreed we would date others but we still did phone sex on a frequent basis.

Valentine’s Day rapidly approached on the calendar. I had postponed my trip to San Francisco originally scheduled for the day after Christmas until February because my father had surgery. I thought about the meaning of Valentine’s Day. It started in the Roman Empire as a fertility rite to honor gods and goddesses. The Catholic Church eventually changed the focus to the worship of a bishop named Valentine who had been beheaded on February 14, 269 A.D. because he secretly married couples contrary to the edict of Emperor Claudius II. In 496 A.D. Pope Gelasius designated February 14 to honor Saint Valentine. I had every intention of engaging in a fertility rite of my own with Mark on Valentine’s Day. Every time I thought about it I had to masturbate.

I met a real character on the flight to San Francisco. Henry was very old and told me he had a ...

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Coach Chris Grey. Upon first glace, he seemed the perfect image of a typical college coach. A rugged, masculine individual, with an Adonis-like body fit to live in the temples of the Gods. Probably his most well known trait from that body was the chest that many students, male and female alike, called a "chest of steel." It was obviously full of nothing but pure, beautiful, hard-earned, bulky-but not too bulky muscle. With a chest like that, it was hard to ignore the perfect outlines those hard pecs left along those tight-fitted white school shirts he always wore. His powerful, sculpted arms, "guns," the team liked to call them, could barely be contained by the thin and pathetic cotton material making up the sleeve. And, as with any man these days it seemed, signs of tribal tattoos were just barely visible from the sleeve hem. When he'd turn to face someone, one could not help immediately noticing the entrancing forest green shade of his eyes. Accompanied by strong masculine features, facial hair kept lightly trimmed but never fully shaved off, and a shaved head from being a former navy man, many called Coach Grey "a bearded Vin Diesel" and it wasn't difficult for him to attract girls, despite the fact that he never really paid mind to his natural charm. He was a dedicated man, and had a lot of heart for the game of football. Although he was at times very strict through tedious hours of practice sessions, he cared ...

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Gerry was one hot chub and he knew it. A face as handsome as the devil would hand
out with come-to-bed eyes and a mouth that was made for kissing and sucking was just
the start of it. He had broad shoulders and a great big, hairy chest that was home to two large, brown nipples that jutted out like little javelins. His big, firm beer belly rose up underneath his chest and gave way to an immensely hairy bush and a surprisingly long and thin, uncircumcised cock that hung over a pair of super fat, hairy brown nuts. His tree trunk thighs and shapely legs were covered in dark brown fur. But it was his ass that broke many a chaser's heart. It was big and round and firm and as smooth as the day he was born. It was as pale as alabaster, contrasting with his olive complexion.

When I say that Gerry knew he was hot, it doesn't mean he was arrogant, far from it; it
just means he knew his worth and was not shy to get what he wanted. Sometimes
when he was feeling lazy he let chasers hunt him down. At other times he charmed
and seduced his way into men's hearts. Gerry liked every kind of man going. One
week I'd see him hanging around with some skinny, smooth twink with pretty boy
looks and then the next he would be with a hunky black ...

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The first time Paul saw men having sex together was one day when he was out
walking the dog. He noticed a small crowd gathered in a clearing through the trees and
curiosity got the better of him and he moved in closer.


What he saw surprised and shocked him. He had thought that perhaps a straight
couple were going at it in the centre of the small group, or that a woman was giving
the guys blow jobs. But no! What he saw was this great big mountain of a man with a
huge, hard beer belly down on his knees in front of a guy who was wanking on a very
dark and angry looking dick that must have been a good ten inches. Paul had never
seen such a huge cock before and he was simply mesmerized.


The guy who was down on his knees had a short blonde moustache and very red lips.
He had short cropped blonde hair and a tattoo and nipple piercing. He looked
somehow like the kind of guy you wouldn't want to meet on a dark night and yet here
he was down on his knees clearly desperate for the guy with the outsized cock to cum
on him! Paul had come across gay porn once or twice on the internet, but he had only
been mildly fascinated. This was different; he was riveted. ...

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The moment Farris walked into the yard you could sense the change. All the guys attending Jack's pool party stopped their chatter, and stopped sipping on their cocktails, and turned to look at the dark haired, swarthy complexioned bear of a man whose basket was so large that the waistband of his swimming costume was slung so low you could see the thick jungle of black pubic hair and the base of his fat Greek cock.


Dark hair swirled all over his massive chest and down his washboard stomach. More of the stuff furred up his thick thighs. His brown nipples were large and jutted out like mini rockets ready to launch. His chunky ass swayed lazily about in his too small swimming costume as he strode across the lawn, aware of all the pretty boys going ape for his body but pretending that they didn't exist.


Farris greeted his host, Jack, with a quick hug and then plunged into the pool. He swam a quick and
efficient two laps of the pool and all eyes were on him as he hauled himself out of the water. His dark, wet fur looked even more rude than before and the wet fabric of his swimming costume clung to his fat nuts and huge cock. Farris closed his eyes and let all the tanned and toned men devour him with their eyes. He'd taken them all in at a glance; rich, materialistic, urbane, sophisticated, precious ...

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