Posted in Erotic Stories | No Comments »
Since the beginning of the football season I had enjoyed looking at my teammates’ perfect asses. They had shown perfectly through the white practice pants, and I was grateful that the cup hid my woody even if it was extremely uncomfortable. But I had to keep myself in check because if anyone noticed, I was dead. I mean this literally, because the guys on my team were extremely homophobic, or so I thought.
It was just a normal day after practice. I trying to take as long as possible to undress so that I didn’t have to go into the showers with any other of the guys on the team because popping a hard-on would not be very easy to explain. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted in Latinos, Videos | No Comments »
Free Video Sponsored by Latino Pay Per View click here to visit

Posted in Uniforms | No Comments »
Free Pictures Sponsored by Naked Soldiers click here to visit

Posted in Erotic Stories | No Comments »
I’d just been certified for 40 meters, and my little scuba diving self was vibrating with excitement. There was a wall dive in the Channel Islands I’d heard about and wanted to try, so after many phone calls for arrangements, and waiting what seemed like centuries for my vacation time, I went. It was everything, and more, than I’d hoped for and by that evening I felt like a conqueror. The guy behind the hotel desk seemed up to handling a discrete question, so I secured directions to the nearest gay bar. I wanted flashing lights, loud music, and…well, sex.
The loud music greeted me in the parking lot, and the flashing lights assaulted me as soon as I walked through the door. Sex, of course, is harder to find. I got a beer, smiled a lot and looked around. Couples throbbed on the dance floor. Tables were full of laughing, smiling people, and the smell of cologne was enough to make me want my tanks and mask back. All was right with the world. I wandered around, smiling, nodding, trying not to look like I was wearing a sign that said, “My balls hurt…Help me.” I stopped for a second to watch two couples at a table. Four men in comfortable middle age, holding hands with their partners openly, talking and laughing with their friends. That always makes me mushy and hopeful and vaguely weepy. I sensed something and turned my head. Leaning against the wall, radiating aloneness was a man, sipping a drink and staring at the foursome with both joy and agonizing envy. I drifted over to him like a current had caught me and I’d just surrendered to it. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted in Muscles, Videos | No Comments »
Free Video Sponsored by Muscle Pay Per View click here to visit

Posted in Blacks, Interracials, Muscles | No Comments »
Free Pictures Sponsored by 9Bucks Gay Big Cocks click here to visit

Posted in Erotic Stories | No Comments »
Well, I thought philosophically, at least I was being busted by the good-looking cop. He was polite and professional as well, snapping me into handcuffs carefully and telling me my rights in a clear monotone. He didn’t feel any need to separate my arm from my shoulder as he escorted me to the van. “They started it,” I said with a stab at dignity. “Watch your step, sir,” he said as he put me in the van. I sat on the bench and stared at him for a second, then grinned and wiggled my eyebrows. There was a flash of something in his eyes and a barely perceptible twitch of his lips before he turned away. I sighed, sat back, and closed my eyes. It had been a very well organized, legal gay rights demonstration until a very disorganized, illegal crowd watching had decided to harass us, not realizing that “gay” is not a synonym for “wimp.” Later it was discovered that one of the county commissioners and two members of the mayor’s staff were arrested wearing “Gay Pride” buttons, and several of the opposition had outstanding warrants. Half of us were quietly released, half of us went on to bigger and better busts, and the media had a field day. The front page of the newspaper had a gorgeous photo of me and the studly cop, who was behind me, handcuffing me, leaning forward and talking into my ear. I knew he was doing it so that he could be heard over the crowd noise, but it looked like a date in a leather bar. My friends thought it erotic and amusing, and I shuddered to think what his friends thought. Read the rest of this entry »