I was still having a tough time making a decision about getting pierced. I knew it looked incredibly hot on my two friends and other men; I wasn’t sure that it would look right on me. I wasn’t sure that I could handle the questions or the looks from others in this part of the world who might not understand. I would need to decide before tomorrow morning. We spent the rest of the...
Wednesday The phone rang. It was the call I had been dreading now for two days. I knew who it was. I just didn’t get that many calls. “This is Jake,” the voice said. “Hi, Jake. This is Eric.” “Just thought you’d like to know that those fellows’ car is done. They can pick it up anytime.” Jake went on to explain in detail the damage, how he had repaired it, and what the final...
Troy and Todd, stranded by the winter storm at Eric’s home, while they await their car being repaired, form a strong bond with their host and experience some hot action. Check out parts 1 and 2. The story resumes on Monday evening of the eventful week, the evening before the last full day of their stay. * * * After the hot leather experience of late Monday afternoon, Troy, Todd, and...
In Part 1, during a fierce snowstorm two hairy buddies (Troy and Todd) lose control of their vehicle and slide off the road near my remote log home. I rescue and welcome them into my home. After cleaning up and sharing a good meal, we gather before the fire for some hot interaction. We retire exhausted to my bed. See “The Storm” for the full first episode. We continue with Part 2,...
I had moved to this remote area in the rural area of the northern part of the state only a few years ago. Life had gone south on me. I had had enough of corporate shenanigans and enough of people. I moved here to be alone. I figured I was my own best friend. So I bought a good-sized piece of land and built a log home on it. A mile long lane led from the highway to the house and...
"Cover up stud. Got another little game to play!" he winked at me and disappeared around the corner. I struggled to cover my hard dick, though I noticed that the scare had dampened my spirits somewhat. I was definitely not soft, but I managed to get it all packed up. I scanned the room frantically as I heard the door open, a familiar voice greeting Mike. I finally located the ...
"Hey Mike. Looks like you had a wild night!" "That bitch is going to kill me, man! She's gonna fuck the life right out of me!" "You wish!" Typical bullshit. Mike and I had worked together for over a year. Back on the job Monday morning, we exchanged the casual conversation that had become a routine. Mike, married for less then a year, always seemed to come back from a weekend worn...
We had gone out on the deck with our fresh beers. We stood next to each other, silent but with rock-hard cocks pointing straight out from our sweaty bodies. My mind was still spinning with what had transpired in the previous hour: Two straight buddies, married with kids, acting like a couple of cum-hungry fags. I wondered if Mike was thinking the same thing. "I need a smoke, man. Be...
After our experience together (Tangled Up In The Garage) Dave seemed to shy away for a while. He refused to talk about what happened, and made an obvious point of avoiding situations where we could be alone and something like that could happen again. I guess all self-proclaimed straight guys have their boundaries, and we must have gone right to the limit of what he considered...
My parents made a deal with me before I left to go to college: If I maintained at least a 3.0 GPA all the way through, however much money I saved they would match it and buy me a car for graduation. My senior year I knew exactly what I wanted: a VW GTI. And I knew exactly how much money I needed. In addition to cramming for my courses to keep my grades up, I was also working three...
While attending the University of Minnesota I became fast friends with a buddy living in the neighboring dorm. The dorms shared dining facilities and we began to meet for meals almost every day. John was the kind of guy who had always gotten my attention. He was about 6’2”, probably about 220 pounds, with a really big, athletic body: he had really broad shoulders; huge biceps; big...
Working at a motel, I had access to some really hot guys. Sometimes really built construction workers would stay for a week at a time, and while they would be at work during the day, I’d go into their rooms and check through their clothes to check out their underwear and stuff. One really built guy left his worn underwear and socks in a pile until the end of the week. I went...
The first part of this story is true. The second part is what I hope will yet be true! We met at a popular cruising spot in the park about 4 years ago. He's got a great smile, and he's built like a brick shithouse. But what really turns me on is his hairy ass, and the big patch of fur on the base of his back. I get horny just thinking about it. We've had sex a few times over the...
There's a heavily forested public park about 2 miles from my house that's a great cruising spot. Sunday morning is my favorite time -- not too many people around. Last Sunday I was there and it was an unusually warm spring day. Coming toward me was a guy I'd seen several times before: big, athletic, rangy, with a lot of thick wavy hair, a big mustache and aviator glasses; a dead ...
A notice had been posted that each apartment's air conditioning unit would be removed and cleaned in the next few days. I happened to be home from work on what would be my lucky day. I heard some noises in the hallway and decided to check it out. I found a workbench set up in the parking lot and some cleaning supplies, but no one around. The next time I heard the door bang shut,...
This episode happened after the one I told in the first installment of "Bears’ Night Out" - I don't recall how much later, but I'd guess less than a year. This time Bill had come to visit me, in my hometown. If you didn't catch the first installment, Bill is a big gruff bear, at the time he was in his early 50's, very solid and beefy and big everywhere. His appearance is...
This is a true story. At the time, I was in my 20's and my big bear friend was in his early 50's. I've changed all names for obvious reasons. I had known Bill for a few years. We'd met at a bar, and had sex in the restroom that same day. He had been on vacation, visiting from another state. Bill was my idea of a perfect bear: about 6', 250-280 pounds, very full black beard,...
I had just moved onto my property at Marin Bay on the north coast of New South Wales. The house was a large two-story farmhouse with a veranda all around. It was on 50 hectares, had a fresh-water river and I even had my own private beach. After I had settled in I decided to have an all-weekend house warming B.B.Q. So I sent out invitations to all the Gay and Lesbian groups along...
I recently was hospitalized for open-heart surgery. I was looking forward to having a male nurse, and little did I know my wish would come true. The doctor who was in charge of putting me out for the operation was a dream: He had dark hair, blue eyes and a smile that would melt butter. I could see his hairy chest from the scrubs that he wore. Regretably I didn’t get to see him much...
It’s kind of funny: Every time I read the stories here, I wonder just how many of them are really true. Here’s one that is one hundred percent real. I was living in Chicago in the mid-90’s. I’m six foot three, 250 pounds, dark hair, bearded and very furry. I worked as a bartender for a leather bar up in the North Clark area. I would go to the baths after work and spend the better...
Early one morning I got a call from Todd: “Hey Brad, a couple of the boys from the football team and I are going camping, to a cabin on the lake, wanna come?” “Sure,” I said. Todd said he’d pick me up in hour or so, giving me just enough time for a shower, shave and to pack a few things. We would meet his mates at the cabin. Todd arrived with the top down on his old Jag. It was a...
In high school I always thought that I was the hairiest guy in the world. I thought that I was a freak or something, because there were no guys in my small class that were as hairy as me, and believe me I checked out the hairy guys every chance I got. During my second year at a small community college I met a guy named Willie. Willie sat in front of me in a chorus class. We were...
As Skip let go, I felt my arse lips straining to take the massive head of his fearsome weapon. Fortunately Cooky had stretched me with his fingers, and lubricated me with his tongue, while the cock head itself was slick with precum and spit from where I had been licking and sucking it. Nevertheless I gasped as it forced its way in, and I felt rather than heard my lips close in as...
A couple of days before my 18th birthday there had been a great row at home and I had been thrown out. My mother had given me some money, and a warning that I should stay away from my father. I made my way to the nearby port, and contemplated a life at sea. The idea appealed, so I looked for a suitable ship, and found one called Adventurer, which seemed a good name for my future...
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