Gay Solos

Thinking of last night, I wonder how many things. Like how will you
act when you cum and how your tounge will fill against my throbbing clit.
Yes, we made love last night, but it was only the beginning of endless
possiblities.

You are built larger, heavier, than me. I love that. Underneath you
are soft, cuddly, shy. You took me in your arms as we kissed and held me
firmly, but gently. It was you, you who had never made love to anyone
before, that took my shirt off and began kissing my breasts. No woman
has ever been able to get the response that you did. Slowly you kissed,
and licked, and sucked until I almost came from that stimulation alone.
Your soft strong hands took the time to to stroke and explore, caress
and knead my body.

Finally you rolled me over on top of you and took your shirt off, offering
yourself to me. The feel of your skin against mine was better than I could have ever have imagined. Breasts were against breasts, nipples teasing nipples.
I ran my hands through your thick cropped hair as I kissed your neck,
wondering if I would get to run them through your other hair. I began
working on your neck and shoulders, kissing, licking, and occasionally
bitting. (Were you ever able to explain that hickey to your mom?) It was
so hard not to rush to get to your breasts so you could feel what I felt.
I traced the inside of your arm down to your hand and sucked on each finger.

One boring Friday afternoon at the office you receive a letter in the
mail. Nothing interesting really from the looks of it. But as you read on,
you soon realize that you are, again, being invited to another fun filled
weekend at your friend’s place, and your mind starts wandering.

A big grin comes over face, and a bulge begins to form in your pants while
remembering some past parties. Those blond beauties, prancing around everywhere
practically in the nude. Almost every man with a gorgeous body was there that
night. Some snuggling, some smooching some groping, and others doing anything
else imaginable.

As you continue day-dreaming, I walk into the office in need of you to
sign something. You are so suddenly startled that you blush and try to muddle
yourself out of your predicament. Noticing how red your face just got, I
notice something else out of place. It’s your piece of meat hanging out of your
pants dripping with excitement. Caught by surprise, I say something stupid
like, “Am I interrupting something? Or am I in time for lunch?” You give me a
quick look-over and see the outline of my hard cock straining against my jeans
then give me a knowing nod. I turn around to lock the door then move towards
you.
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He offered me a lift to Newcastle, for free. Well, I couldn’t afford to
refuse, could I, and he was rather nice. Looking at my thin jeans and
denim jacket, he said I’d better borrow some leathers from him, or I’d
freeze to death. So we went back to his flat. In his wardrobe he’d got
a fantastic amount of leather gear — must’ve cost a fortune.
He sized me up and chose one of those new leather jackets in green
(you know how well green suits me!).
“Strip to your T-shirt,’ he ordered.
“Here we go,’ I thought, “here comes the pre-flight entertainment.’ I
wasn’t exactly unwilling to have it off with him, but a bit nervous about
all his leather toys. I needn’t have worried, though; that wasn’t on his
mind at all.
The leather jacket fitted beautifully, like a second skin, smooth and
warm. Then he hunted for a matching pair of green leather trousers.
“I can’t get into those,’ I muttered, “they’re far too tight.’
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Charles Collins opened the note with a trembling hand. “I’ll see
you after the game”, it said. “Don’t get changed.” The note wasn’t
signed, but he knew exactly who it was from, for he had repeatedly
asked his friend Peter to go up to the barn with him after rugby. To-
day, at last, Peter had agreed, and Charles knew that the moment he
had longed for was close.

The game seemed endless; at half-time, Charles would gladly have
walked off the pitch, even though the score was level and his chances
of selection for Saturday’s match hung on the outcome. His mind was
elsewhere, however, and more than once his captain had shouted to him
“Charlie! Wake up!” as his eyes had wandered to the touch-line in
search of his friend. Every scrum seemed to bring temptation - a wan-
dering hand, the faint smell of youthful bodies. But Charles knew that
he must wait, patiently, and that it would be worth it.
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It was Friday evening, the end of a thoroughly shitty
week. Travis had had to work late to get some stupid report done
that his boss wanted first thing Monday morning. This pissed him
off, since Travis was in the habit of working out after work on
Fridays - to get into shape for the week end - and he was afraid
the gym would be closed by the time he got there. As it hap-
pened, Travis finally finished his work about eight, the gym
closed at nine, so Travis figured he still had time for at least
part of his routine.

By the time Travis arrived at the gym it was twenty past
eight, there were just a few sweaty guys still there. Most in-
structors had left, leaving Joe to close up. Since he was the
youngest of the gym’s staff, Joe usually got this detail when
things were slow. Travis went directly to the locker room to
change, avoiding looking at Joe. Travis knew Joe would be a
little pissed at somebody coming in this late, but hoped he
wouldn’t say anything about it. Joe didn’t. Travis got into his
sweat pants quickly, not bothering with a shirt or a jock, and
got right down to his workout routine. Recently Travis had been
concentrating on reps for definition, so each routine took a
little while. Travis was concentrating on his third set of
situps on the incline board when he noticed Joe was standing by
his shoulder watching him closely.
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I ripped off those tight Speedo’s to reveal his manhood. He was
so muscular. He was now lying on his washboard stomach, his biceps
flexing as he groped about. Without a word, a positioned by hard
cock at the base of his asshole and began to push in. Peter screamed
“No! Don’t do this to me! I swear I’ll beat the shit out of you.”
That was the last thing on my mind. Anyway, Peter said “is this
gonna hurt?”. I said “This will hurt more than anything you’ve
ever felt” wanting even more to begin pumping his tight ass. I
moved in for the kill. I begin pushing in. As I did he screamed bloody murder into the floor. I pushed all the way in. He screamed
like I’ve never heard. I was finally in him. I began riding that
tight ass like a cowboy groaning in pleasure as I caused this hard
stud so much pain. I pumped harder and faster and harder until
his virgin asshole started bleeding. I then quickly pulled out
and stuck my cock in his mouth. Not knowing what to do he began
sucking it unwillingly, tasting his own shit in his mouth. He sucked
and sucked and I kept deep throating him until I came so hard in
his mouth that he began gagging. I then got dressed and ran so
far. He never really made contact with me again that year. I wonder
why?

When I was a junior in high school a couple of years ago, there
was the really hot guy on the water polo team named Peter. Now
Peter was also a junior and he was incredibly muscular. He worked
out in the pool daily from 5:45am-7:30 and 3:00pm-5:30pm. He also
pumped iron regularly. He had sandy brown hair and was about 6′2″.
He was about 180, all muscle. I was about 6′0″, not nearly as buff,
and strong. I fantasized about Peter daily. I just wanted for
him to flex those hard biceps while I pumped in and out of his
hard ass. So finally, one day, I decided to make my move. I waited
after school one day for him, after his practice. I snuck into
the swimming area and into the locker room. I saw him changing
and I began beating off watching him stretch that enormous body.
Anyway, I began groaning(not intentionally), and I guess he heard
me. He yanked open the stall door where I was and said “Well well,
what do we have here?”. I remember trying to run, but he just held
one with his muscular hands. All of a sudden I had more energy
in me than ever. I pushed him to the ground, and held him down.

All of a sudden, somebody started to walk into the arcade so we all
snapped back into proper attire and I had to walk down the aisle
to keep from us being obvious! When things were clear I turned and
walked to the back of the arcade again and the blonde guy stood up
and stepped behind me placing his cock into the ass cracked of my
Levis. Boy did this turn me on!! I came in my levis for the first
time that way and the cum spasms must have lasted for over a minute
or so!! I was going wild!! somebody else walked into the arcade
and we had to break it up again, this time it was over!!
That’s ok though, I am aroused when I think about what happened last
night!!

Darren kneeled over Josh’s dick
and lowered his ass down to take it all the way in. Since Darren
had his back turned to Josh, i had a clear shot at Darrens 7″ throbbing
cock. So while Darren bounced up and down on Josh’s dick, I took
Darrens dick in my mouth and sucked him off until he shot his
hot stream down my throat. Then Darren got off of Josh’s dick and
layed stomach down on the bed and gave Josh a blowjob. I kneeled
down just below Darrens ass, opened his muscular buns and pushed
my dick all the way in Darrens tight ass. After a few minuts of
fucking his warm butt, I shot inside him and a few seconds later
Josh shot his load into darrens mouth. After we cleaned up and
got dressed they told me that the story we would tell everyone else
is that we all went to get something to eat and to this day that
is what everyone else thinks.

My first time was after my senior prom. Some of my freinds got two
rooms at a motel so we could party all night and not have to worry
about driving home drunk. Well when we got there everybody crowded
into just one of the rooms and the other room was used for any prom
night love making. After about an hour of playing drinking games
I had to piss real bad. I got up to go to the bathroom but someone
was in there. I couldn’t wait so I snuck over to the other room
because all couples were accounted for and I knew I wouldn’t walk
in on anyone. I took my piss and when I was done I heard someone
come in the room. Since I had the bathroom door shut, I guess they
didnt notice me in there. When it sounded like they were going over
to the bed, I turned off the light in the bathroom so hopefully I
could watch.

The day started like most that I had been at my special place. I removed the blanket from its hiding place and spread it out on the grass. I slowly stripped off my male clothes and started to prepare for my transformation into “Becky”, my female persona. I removed a mirror from the small bag that I brought along with me. I carefully applied the make-up starting with the foundation followed by blush, eyeliner, mascara, and finally bright red lipstick. I check a last time before I was satisfied with the job before I pulled the mid-back length black curly wig out of the bag. I adjusted it into place and started to brush it out. Once I was happy with the way it looked, I began to concentrate on getting dressed.

I sat down on the blanket and started rolling the sheer black nylons that I had just bought. I slowly pulled them up my shaven legs and smoothed them into place. This was followed by a black lace garter belt, which was attached to the nylon tops. Next I pulled out the silicone breast that I ordered over the Internet. I spray the medical grade adhesive onto the back of each breast before pressing them into place.
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My “first time” was in high school. I was a right halfback in the
old t-formation and I had an offensive tackle, named Dick (off all
things) who was one of the best blockers in the city. He really made
me look good and paved the way for me to be all-city my senior year.
One day after practice, Dick and I went back to his home and decided
to watch some of his parents porno flicks. We got on the bed and
watched, both became very horny and hard, and he decided to do something
about it. At first, he asked if he could stick his dick between my
legs and pump away. I wasn’t thrilled by the idea, but let him go
ahead. He came in no time and left an awful mess on the bed.
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A few years ago, I lived in a luxury apartment complex. Across the
hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked
guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several
nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at
the complex’s course. He had a great knack for making everyone feel
comfortable and ready for fun. A party seemed to follow him where
ever he went. We became great, close friends–threw many parties
for the complex between our suites, golfed, sailed and worked out
together. We “doubled” often and Jon always had a great looking
date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any length
of time, but there was never a lack of company for him. I liked
him immensely. He was a wild little guy, about 5′6″ tall, but very
well built and confident. He was also a real practical joker and,
if some stunt of his was too much for me, I’d fall back on my college
football days and call him a fucking tackling dummy, and try to toss
him down. It was never easy to get the best of little John physically.
On his thirtieth birthday, I had a surprise party for him.
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I remember the sound of luggage rolling across concrete as he turned. The ripple he made in time frozen on my brain, the image of his sway. I stole that parting glance and tasted the air through which he had passed, brushing against me a sweet memory. He said something, or hinted at something perhaps but only to my eyes. It was understood, the secret that can be bought between men. In the past it went unnoticed by most, but things are a bit different now. A moment cannot be held at leisure. It cannot be savored that way. The rings on his finger said leave it, but the glint in his eye begged and beckoned.
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