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<title><![CDATA[By Chance]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/By-Chance_1563</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 14:01:26 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>While at the paper shop looking for some good gay porn to wank off to, there was a guy looking at the cheaper end of the same. After saying hi I asked why those and not what I was looking at?<br />
He told me that he couldn't afford the real good stuff. I don't know what came over me because I said, "You could come back to mine and have a look at some of my mags."<br />
He readily accepted. I paid for what I had and went back to mine (being just up the road).<br />
When we gotin he came with me upstairs and I pulled open a drawer full of mags, telling him to help himself. He did so. I could see that he was very hard inside his jeans. <br />
"Do you want a hand with that?" pointing at his crotch.<br />
"I never have before ...you know with a man," he replied.<br />
I reached over, undid his jeans, pulling them down. I rubbed my hand over his hardness. Then I slid it inside. He moaned that it felt good. I pulled his pants off and started to wank him slowly. Pre come was oozing out of his slit. I leant forward and licked it. I opened my mouth and took him in, working away up and down on him. While he moaned and moved his hips. I licked up and down around his balls and down to his sweet ass. AsI made contact with his hole he shot ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/By-Chance_1563">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Spur of the Moment]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Spur-of-the-Moment_1435</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 13:46:00 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>&ldquo;Hurry up man, we&rsquo;re going to be late,&rdquo; Niv says impatiently as John snoops through a selection of jeans. &ldquo;How hard can it be to pick a pair, you fucking git?&rdquo;<br />
&ldquo;Be bloody patient will ya?&rdquo; John protests as his eyes stay fixed on deciding between designs of cuts. &ldquo;I wasn&rsquo;t complaining watching your game of footy, you fucking cripple.&rdquo;<br />
Niv had just played an enduring and tough 90 minute match of rugby and was carrying a fractured ankle as a result.<br />
&ldquo;Well I am gonna go take a seat then mate,&rdquo; Niv concedes, patting John on his back as he goes to sit down to rest.<br />
The day has been long. Getting up at seven am and playing a grueling match of rugby has taken its toll on Niv&rsquo;s stamina. The weather thundered and rained during the game as well with the field collecting enough mud to be its own wetland. On top of his swelling ankle, Niv had been up the night before heavy on the drink, too, with some raunchy sex from a girl he had been seeing to literally add insult to injury.<br />
Niv finally drops himself in exhaustion on a seat, falling back onto the thin wooden wall behind him. Closing his eyes Niv tries to forget about the pain biting at his left foot as well as the complete physical burnout his body has suffered through the overtime it&rsquo;s been put into.<br />
&ldquo;Oh man, not fucking Cher. I hate that bitch.&rdquo;The store&rsquo;s music suddenly echoes ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Spur-of-the-Moment_1435">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Woods Nymph]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Woods-Nymph_1353</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 15:08:12 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/> It was a very nice warm summer&rsquo;s day and I had stopped at my favorite rest area where there are woods in back of the tourist picnic tables. I went around the chainlink fence and onto the woods road. The mosquitoes and black flies were gone now...too hot for them and not enough water around. I walked lazily down the road looking for the men who usually lurked behind trees...waiting for some young guy to come along. I was in my late thirties and had recently been introduced to the pleasures of man to man sex. Though married, I found it a nice diversion. It began at X-rated theaters and then evolved into visiting rest areas. I preferred anonymous sex for some reason but also enjoyed sex with another man and even fantasized about a threesome.<br />
 I had gone far enough to leave the sounds of children and their parents at the rest area behind and hadn't seen anyone, when suddenly I saw a guy maybe fifty yards or so into the woods...heading away from me toward an incline. He was naked except for cut-off jeans and I guessed, sneakers. I quickly moved into the woods and followed him. He stopped and looked back at me...then continued walking up the incline. I know he saw me so I kept following...moving quickly so that I gained ground on him. He stopped again at the top of the incline and looked back at me again. This time he moved a hand ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Woods-Nymph_1353">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[First Time Bitch]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Time-Bitch_1305</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 13:48:44 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>I have been feeling extremely fuckstrated lately. I am more than tired of having sex with myself and have been for a while and am looking for some interaction with another person. So I work up the courage to do something that I have dreamed about for some time.<br />
I dig out my enema supplies, take a shower and a huge enema. I then get dressed and head out. When I was half way to my destination, I pull over off of the highway and head over to a nearby park that is not too crowded, and with no lighting.<br />
Finding a place to park, I turn off the engine and reach in the back for the bottle of whiskey and take a big swallow of it to help work up the courage. I then grab for the other clothes and put them within reach and open the door, step outside of my truck and stretch a little as I survey the area. I move to pull off my boots, my socks, my jeans, the skimpy underwear and then take off my shirt, Tossing all into the floor on the passenger side.<br />
Sitting down on the seat, I reach for the polo shirt and pull it on. I grab another pair of jeans and pull them on and then put on some leather sandals.<br />
These are not just typical jeans. They have no back pockets, so as to show the contour of my butt easier. No zipper, yet only three buttons. ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Time-Bitch_1305">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[First Anal]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Anal_1300</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 15:00:04 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>As I was sitting across from him, I felt an odd desire in my groin, something I had felt before but not this strong. We were all sitting around playing a game and drinking; things were coming to a close though as it was 3am. Since I was a guest, I assumed that I was sleeping in the living room, but he offered to let me sleep with him in his room. <br />
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&ldquo;Sure, why not,&rdquo; I said, as my cock was stirring below. <br />
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So back to his room we went, both of us eager. He closed the door behind me, making sure to not make any noise. He turned around and looked at me, both of us radiating lust and hunger. Before I knew it, our lips were locked and our tongues exploring. He started undressing me, expertly guiding his hands. By this time I was rock hard, feeling like I was going to pop out of my pants before he got them off.<br />
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&ldquo;I want to suck your cock!&rdquo; I said, panting in lust.<br />
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&ldquo;Are you sure?&rdquo; he asked. &ldquo;I thought you were straight.&rdquo;<br />
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&ldquo;I like sucking on cock.&rdquo;<br />
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He pulled off his clothes, and there was his seven-inch cock, rock hard and ready for some sucking. By this time my cock was throbbing and ready for some action too, so I started kneeling down to suck on his cock.<br />
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&ldquo;Hold on, let&rsquo;s get in a sixty-nine on the bed.&rdquo;<br />
<br ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Anal_1300">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Airport]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/The-Airport_1137</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 14:55:00 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>I spotted the man at check in. He was queuing with a woman &ndash; possibly his wife. He seemed not to hear as she fussed about the luggage, lost in his own thoughts. He was dressed in old jeans and a T-shirt and had on a pair of old walking boots. Late 30 or early 40s, he had a rugged look about him as if he&rsquo;d spent all his life outdoors. Salt and pepper hair and a hint of stubble. He never smiled. I gazed for moment then walked away nurturing a vague hope that he might be on my flight. I thought no more of it until I boarded the plane and there he was, sat in the front row. We had eye contact for a moment and I thought, shit, he&rsquo;s seen me checking him out. <br />
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During the flight I walked past him on the way to the toilet. Again I had to look. I quickly took in the satisfying bulge of his crotch then looked away guiltily. He saw me, I know, and I cursed myself for being so reckless. But what I wouldn&rsquo;t give to see that cock. I was guessing that he&rsquo;d have some chest hair and the thought of it snaking down into his pants gave me a fierce hard-on that I was still trying to hide when we landed. I kept an eye on them as they headed for the baggage reclaim and positioned myself a few feet away so I could ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/The-Airport_1137">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Surfs Up]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Surfs-Up_945</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2006 10:50:58 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>A group of friends and I decided to go beach camping one weekend at an isolated but clean, quiet place with killer waves. Some of the lads and lasses going along were strangers to me, but we all were very high spirited and knew we&rsquo;d get along just fine. <br />
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We started to settle in to the beach house for a good quality weeks worth of surfing, bonfires, and beer. The weather forecast was blue sky for the whole week, and we even spotted some dolphins off the coast so everyone was looking splendid. <br />
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Getting along with some of the lads and lasses, we all essentially settled and adapted well. We all knew each other somewhat, except a small few, but after a few rounds of beers we were all getting along like great mates. <br />
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One lad in particular kept talking to me about the cricket and other events in life at the time that were significant, and we definitely shined a good chat as we engulfed a few rounds of piss. <br />
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Fast forward to the next morning; it&rsquo;s about 5:30am, perfect time to crash in for a wave. I Got off my ass and threw on some board shorts, grabbed my towel and board, and quickly tip toed my way through the soft sand dunes down to the beach. <br />
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The sun was starting to flare as the morning arrived. The beach was glittering like diamonds as the ocean breeze carried a ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Surfs-Up_945">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[First Time Interracial]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Time-Interracial_844</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 12:21:14 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>I contacted James online in one of the Personal Sites. His ad said that he was a professional looking for fun times with a guy. We wrote to each other a few times and he decided he wanted to meet me. He sent me his phone number, but it was two days before I had the time or the nerve to call him up.<br />
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When I finally called, he gave me directions to his house and I drove with a million questions in my mind. What will he look like, is he going to be someone weird, is this a smart thing to do? Was I really going to go meet a guy I'd never met before for sex?<br />
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Yes I was, despite all of my fears, I was turned on by the mystery.<br />
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I arrived at his house and rang the bell, not knowing what to expect. When James answered the door, all my fears instantly dropped. James was a tall black stud 6'5", bald with beautiful brown eyes, and a sexy smile. I had never been with a black man before, but the thought had always turned me on.They were just hard to meet in a small western town.<br />
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"Come in,"James said, looking me up and down. I hoped I wasn't disappointing him, but he smiled. "You must be Rick. Why don't we go have a seat and we'll talk."<br />
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James led me to a room in the back of his house, which had ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/First-Time-Interracial_844">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Locker Room Fun]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Locker-Room-Fun_834</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 14:55:37 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>There comes a time in every man&rsquo;s life when he is unsure of his sexuality. This can be a very scary time.<br />
I had been fighting with the notion that I may be gay for quite some time. There are phases that a person goes through, like parts of a month where there is no doubt that you are gay. Then one day, you say you are not. This occurred right after one of those &ldquo;gay spells.&rdquo;<br />
I had always wanted to play football or wrestle, just because of the hot, sweaty and horny guys in our school. I went into the gym locker room after school to take my clothes home. It turns out that the football team was showering after practice. As I started to walk out, Jamie blocked the door. I immediately started to get a hardon when I saw him in his boxers and beater.<br />
&ldquo;I know that you want It.,&rdquo; he said to me. I backed out and ran straight into Ben, another one of my gay fantasies. With a bunch of naked guys in the shower, and stuck between two of the hottest guys with an erection, I knew I was toast. <br />
Jamie led me into the sports separate locker room and locked the door, closely followed by Ben.<br />
&ldquo;Let&rsquo;s get you out of that shirt.&rdquo; Jamie pulled my t-shirt off and stared at my toned body, covered by a beater. He led me to the set of lockers and put my hands above ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/Locker-Room-Fun_834">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The New Gym]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/The-New-Gym_811</link>
<category>Gay:True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 12:28:49 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2009 Lusty Library<br/><br/>It was the beginning of a new year and I had just turned twenty-five. I had recently lost a lot of weight and decided that I needed to tone up so I joined a local gym. My first night there I had been jogging on the treadmill and while doing so this incredibly gorgeous guy caught my eye. <br />
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He was at least 6&rsquo;4 with a massive chest and strong, muscular thighs. A lock of his slightly wavy blonde hair fell over one eye and I nearly sighed out loud. His cheeks were flushed and glistened with sweat as he got up from the weight bench. We made eye contact and he smiled at me. I smiled back and muttered a &ldquo;hello&rdquo;. Now I am not normally a very shy person, but I was a little intimidated by this guy&rsquo;s good looks and I found it difficult to speak to him past that initial &ldquo;hello&rdquo;. Fortunately for me, I didn&rsquo;t have to because he made his way over to me. <br />
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He introduced himself and the two of us made idle chit chat for a few minutes before, to my pleasant surprise, he invited me out for coffee. We quickly took our showers and changed clothes before we left the gym. We decided to take one car since traffic was terrible that time of day and we figured that parking might be an issue at the coffeehouse. The place was in an area of town that had very limited ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Gay/True_Stories/The-New-Gym_811">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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