Gay for XXX

It was my Senior year in high school when I finally succumbed to the urge that I had only fantasized when I masturbated. Billy and I were both 18 and he was going to go to college out of town, so it was now or never.

Since my parents wouldn’t be home all day, I invited Billy over to my house to do homework together. I wore my short green plaid skirt. The hem just covers my ass cheeks. White cotton knee high socks, white blouse and saddle shoes. Under my blouse a stuffed white bra. My hair was done in short pig tails.
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Now it was about 1 month after having meet with Trevor that I was again able to get together with him.

You see, I was now “between contracts”. I had finished my previous one but had not been able to secure another, or at least the agencies that I was working through had not been able to place me.

Trevor and I exchanged e-mails every few days, just to keep in touch. He advised me that he was taking a particular Thursday off and would I be free to join him. Yes, I was able to see him and so we made plans.
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Things were slow at work and as I was nearing the end of a contract placement (I work as a BA in the IT industry) I was not getting anything new to work on. I like to at least look like I am doing something plus it helps to keep from getting bored.

I was surfing the net somewhat and was checking a site on which I had posted a profile. I had exchanged e-mails with a number of guys over the past several weeks but had not gone out of my way to meet with any of them, even though offers had been made.
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Even while he was surfing in the 58 degree water at Four Mile, Denny couldn’t get sex out of his mind. Oh, sure, whenever he was plugged into one of the 4-6 ft walls, pushing a bottom turn, getting speed on the line, pulling up into the section and getting shacked for a few wet moments, he was fully into the surf. But no sooner had he kicked out to paddle back out, sex was on his mind again. It was one of those days.

So he didn’t hang around on the beach after he’d gotten his session in. Instead, he pulled on his jeans, boots, T-shirt and jacket, humped it up the beach and back to the parking lot and into his car.
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The wooden door slammed shut behind them, oak, embedded with generations of memories. Alex’s hands reached around and behind Jared. He grabbed his ass cheeks through the thin black material of the pants and pulled him closer until he could feel Jared’s cock, hard and hot, pressed against his groin. He rubbed his own hard cock against his lover, savoring the contact after a long night of a self imposed ‘hands off’ policy. Damn those formal dinners. When he became a partner, he’d make sure to change the policy about mandatory attendance by senior associates.
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I miss him. Of course I do. But life, as they say, must go on for the rest of us so I don’t talk about him much, and my friends don’t either, not after the first few terrible months. I think about him though, and I’m pretty sure he thinks of me. I have no proof of this, of course, and I don’t have any religious convictions, except one and that is I don’t think there’s a god - well, if there is, he isn’t a loving, caring one who looks after the good and innocent and punishes the guilty. The world, and the state it’s in, and the way people behave in it, is surely adequate proof of that.
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“Fuck! Nick, being with you alone again after all these years has got me so hot I can’t stand it any longer.” I looked over at Dan and he had pulled his big hard throbbing cock out of his pants. He started jacking it and moaning as his eyes begged me to pull over and make this time together the way we both wanted it to be.

We were far back on the river bottom road and there was no one for miles. I pulled the car to a stop. The moon was full and the moonlight filled the car so there was no trouble seeing each other.
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This is a fictional story involving a fantasy, which needs to be shared with others. I love the idea of exciting people with words and erotic thoughts. If you feel the need to touch yourself while reading this, please do and enjoy it. Know that my thoughts are with you when you release. If you feel like communicating with me, please do, please share your own fantasies with me.

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Earlier in the year, my wife and I separated and I moved back east to start over again. One of the things I had wanted to do for so many years is get back in touch with my old friends. I arrived in my hometown, got a good paying job, bought my house and reestablished old acquaintances.
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I could feel the sweat rolling down my back, between my shoulder blades, as I pulled my wet shirt away from my chest for the thousandth time already. I savoured the icy coolness of the glass as I lifted it to my lips. Ice jangling, I slid the cold scotch over my tongue, reveling in the feel as the cool drops of condensed African night dripped from the bottom of the glass onto my body.

“So, how do you manage your needs when you’re away from your girlfriend so long?”

Mike’s question caught me straight between the eyes. Perhaps I should say legs. Mike looked directly at me, waiting for an answer. We had been playing cat and mouse all night and he was slowly pinning me down, closing off all avenues through which I might escape and believe that I was misreading his intent. He was coming on to me, big time, I realized and I wasn’t at all sure how I felt about it. My cock was definitely excited by the raw sexual energy he was beaming my way, but my mind was saying “Whoah! This is out of your league, big fella!”
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After my shower I dressed and went back downstairs. Kevin was sitting in the living room completely dressed, and my mom and step dad were already home. It was a fairly quiet and uneventful evening. Finally, around 11 o’clock, my mom and step dad said they were going to bed and they headed upstairs. Kevin told me that it was time for us to turn in as well. I felt a pit in my stomach because I knew Kevin would want me to do something sexual for him once we got upsatiars.

We went up to the room, and I put on the pair of shorts I usually slept in. Kevin immediately ordered me to take them off and said that from now on I was to sleep in the nude. He also said that we would switch sleeping places as well; he would get the bed, and I was to sleep on the mattress on the floor. As we prepared for bed, I noticed that music could be heard coming from my parents room (pretty usual). There would also be an occassional thump on the wall.
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