Picture it, a town of 900 in 1960 with one barber - that's enough since half the population would be men.
Mr. Daniel, my father's barber, was a nice old man who only charged 2 "bits" for a hair cut - that's two quarters and he even gave us back ten cents if I sat still. Then Bud came to town. He charged a whole dollar. He was also divorced with a son my age.
Bud had all the newest equipment and a shop on the street. Mr. Daniel had his shop in the basement of the hotel. Yes, we had a hotel. Why, no one knew.
Bud also gave the newest hair cuts, flattops with Butch wax and every thing Mr. Daniel had a hard time doing a flattop since he was old and his hands were not steady. So being 15 and wanting to be in style, I went to see Bud.
Sitting in Bud's chair was neat. Bud was over 6 foot tall and had muscles bulging out his sleeves. He wore a white coat which hid most of the rest of his torso.
During my first haircut, I noticed something different about Bud. I sat real still for him, like I did for Mr. Daniel with my hands hanging over the arm rest. But as Bud moved around the chair to cut the sides and front of my hair, he would lean into the back of my hands. At first I didn't think a thing about it, but the second and third time it happened I noticed a large bulge drag across my fingers.
When I looked down I noticed that my fingers were right in his crotch. When I looked up into Bud's face, he smiled. Next trip to the other side of my head, he did the same thing but pressed a little harder on my fingers.
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Story Added: 2014-10-21
Brad Tomkins knew that he was getting what he deserved. After all, it wasn't the first time this had happened. His ass had been getting him into trouble all his life. Even as a young teen he had such a big round ass that it was hard to find pants that fit him.
It was in junior high that he learned the power of his big beefy globes. He'd hear the girls gasp as he walked by. They'd whisper things like, "Look at that bubble butt," and "It's so big and round." The guys would kid him in the locker room before gym class, as he'd try to wiggle his huge ass into the little gym shorts. In fact, on more than one occasion during PE his massive cheeks came popping out of the back of his shorts as they split the seam of the shorts. Since the shorts were so tight to begin with he could never get briefs under them, just a jock. So, his bare ass made regular appearances in gym class. He noticed that even his teachers would take time to stop and stare. But, it wasn't until his senior year of high school that he really learned how to use the power of his hot butt.
Brad had Mr. Wilson for chemistry and was failing miserably. That's what made him cheat on the final exam. Unfortunately, he got caught.
He'd noticed Mr. Wilson looking at his butt more than once. By this point, Brad was used to this. Everyone stared at his ass, man or woman, straight or gay. All were in awe of it. That's what gave him the idea to "earn" his passing grade. Brad stood before his teacher as the rest of the class filed out of the room and he felt the butterflies in his stomach.
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Story Added: 2014-10-19
As Brad Tomkins sat waiting outside Coach Phillips' office, he thought of a strategy. He'd been late for practice three times this past week and he knew what that meant. He was going to be kicked off the wrestling team. The coach had warned him before.
Brad's problem was he that was used to coasting by on his good looks. At 19, he still had that good-looking boy-next-door look. He also had beautiful blue eyes and sandy brown hair that fell over his forehead in just the right way. But, the thing that got him the most attention, the thing that caused everyone's head to turn was his big round ass. Worse yet, Brad knew the power his ass had over people and he wasn't too proud to use it to get what he wanted. That was the strategy Brad was going to use on Coach Phillips. He'd noticed the coach staring at his ass during practice and in the locker room when he was changing. Brad knew all he had to do was wiggle his big butt in the coach's face a bit; maybe even bend over some and the Coach would give him another chance.
In his little blue singlet, there wasn't much covered. In fact, Brad had such a big ass that he had to have a special uniform made. That first standard singlet was so tight he almost couldn't get it over his ass. Then, during his first match it ripped and his big jock-covered ass came busting through. Brad was forced to finish the match with his big bare ass hanging out for everyone to see or forfeit his match. He completed the match and won. But, after that he got a special singlet made with more room in the seat.
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Story Added: 2014-10-17
I had just started my job as a bedroom salesman at the local DIY super store. Fresh out of college I was anxious to get going in life at the tender age of 19.
My first day on the job would really get me set on the right track in life.
I was looking about for a customer when I saw an older gent in his early 60's, receding, grey hair and thick-framed glasses. He was eyeing me strangely which made me feel a little awkward but I went to him in the hope of my first sale.
"Hello" he said stretching his hand out. I shook his hand softly smiling, "Can I help you with anything? My name's Gerry. "Thanks Gerry, I'm Mr. Sinclair and I'm looking for a nice new bedroom suite".
I showed him to mid price range which he eagerly agreed upon a price with me. "I will need someone to come round to fit me up," he said suggestively.
Being part of my job specification I replied, "Oh I can do that tonight for you if you like." We agreed and I said I would be around at 7 pm.
I drove to Mr. Sinclair's, a little unsure about the way he had been eyeing me that morning. He had let his stare linger on me a bit too long and I had a feeling the old guy had a fancy for younger guys. I had to admit the thought had got me hard earlier as imagined what he was thinking, as he looked me over.
Never having played with a man I found the thought even more erotic but had always been after the girls on my nights out. However I was still unusually excited as I pulled up to his house.
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Story Added: 2014-10-15
Who said you can't have great sex if your an older daddy? Sure I collect social security, but I also collect young guys looking for that daddy they never had or never enjoyed. I guess the first time I knew I was a sexy daddy was 20 years ago. It was summer time and I was at Jones Beach, Field #1. Not many people came to this field, all it had was a small concession stand and a closed area for showering.
I was leaving the beach. It was 4:30 pm. I was going to shower first. I heard a woman's voice. She was scolding two young teenage boys. In her broken english she asked me to watch over the boys. The last order she gave them was, "You do as this man says. You listen to him."
I escorted the boys into the shower area. I took off my swim suit and told the boys to take theirs off. They had very slim bodies and much to my surprise the blond boy had a cock as big as mine. I sported an eight inch hard. The other boy had a shorter cock but beautiful buns.
Looking at these boys was making my cock rise. They were laughing and speaking a foreign language. As they were watching my cock rise I was watching their cocks get bigger and bigger. Don't ask me where I got the courage but I took my wash cloth and proceded to wash them, first their back and when I turned them around, wow, both of their cocks were at my mouth.
I started to suck one then the other. They were both cut. Both of them were juicing like crazy and I was sucking them. I was on my knees sucking the blond boy with my ass up in the air. The other boy started to play with my asshole. He was rubbing his precum all over my asshole. The blond boy held on to my head while fucking his cock in and out of my mouth. The other one pushed his cock into my asshole and my blond boy seeing all this released his baby cum. He shot so much I couldn't swallow it all.
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Story Added: 2014-10-13
His name was Michael Lansing, but everyone at Cal Military called him called him Major Lansing or just Major if they knew him well. He was the main man in charge and he ran the school with an iron hand. I had seen him patrolling Barracks halls or sitting in on classes for the last three years before I really knew much about him. It was said that he had been married at one time, but his wife had died during childbirth. If I had to guess I would say he at to be at least in his forties, but he looked thirty. He had the kind of hard body even men stared at. He maintained his private quarters behind the Administration building and that was all anyone knew about him. He was such cold hard disciplinarian that even the teachers feared his wrath.
When I was in the same room with him he would scare the shit out of me. With his crisp, perfect uniform and his lack of emotion, the Major was the kind of man even my father would respect. Major Michael Lansing was what my father called a real man's man. It was to my father's disgust after three years at the academy, that I was still a wimpy and effeminate nerd. I had never measured up to what he wanted as a son--even as a small child. Cal Military Academy had been my father's last resort to make a man out of me. I hated it here, but there was no use trying to fight my father, he always got what he wanted and to hell with anyone else. The only good thing about the Academy was the year around classes. I think sometimes that was why Father had sent me here.
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Story Added: 2014-10-11
Little did I know what lay in store when I phoned and made an appointment for an eye test and new glasses.
Arriving at the optometrist's I sat in the waiting room and was surprised when I was called in only to see that optometrist was a young Asian guy who introduced himself as Lee - now I am very partial to Asian guys having never met one yet who does not have a nice body etc not to mention a nice cut cock and bubble butt arse and Lee was no exception.
I sat in the chair and he took my details and I could not help nut notice the nice bulge in his tight black trousers - he noticed I was looking at his crotch and he smiled slightly and looked down at mine then he got straight into the examination - he was so close to me that I could feel the heat from his body and I was getting thicker in the stick by the second and he seemed to be pressing his crotch into my side more and more and when he turned the lights off for further examination of my eyes I couldn't help but push my elbow slightly into his crotch and yes he was getting as hard as I was so I thought to myself 'what the fuck - go for broke' and I sat back and cupped his basket in my right hand and squeezed and he moaned and I said, "You like eh?" and he said "Yeah" and he unzipped his pants and pulled out his gorgeous cut cock and being the cock craving old bastard I am I went for it and greedily swallowed his six inches and began greedily sucking him off.
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Story Added: 2014-10-09
When I started high school, I was 14 years old and we were allowed to go off campus for the lunch hour. My Grandparents house was only 6 blocks away from my school, and my Grandmother said it would be fine to go eat lunch there. I wanted to take advantage of also being able to take a nap if I needed to, or catch up on homework at my Grandparents house.
My Grandfather is a construction worker and has the body to prove it. I was always amazed at his muscles and how hairy he was. His chest was perfectly rounded and has the flattest abs any 56 year old man would love to show off. His arms were big and hairy as well, nice big biceps from lifting and carrying building materials definitely helped him out. I have always wondered what his cock looked like. It is tradition that every first born male is to stay uncircumcised and my Grandfather and myself are first born sons, so I have always wondered if his cock was as big as his bulge made it seem.
When I first started school I eat lunch in the cafeteria just to socialize with my friends that I haven't seen all summer long. We all caught up on how our summer vacation had went and what we did, so for about a month I didn't take advantage of eating at my Grandparents house. I asked for permission from my Grandmother if I could have a spare key to enter the house when I was to go on my lunch hour, she happily handed one over to me. So starting that next Monday I was going to eat lunch in the comfort of my grandparents house.
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Story Added: 2014-10-07
Let me start off by saying that I'm a 26 year old cub living in Ottawa, Ontario and I have a criminal record. I'm under house arrest for a crime (non-violent) I committed back in 2003 and I can't leave the house except for work, medical emergencies, and community service or to attend meeting with my probation officer.
I had asked my probation officer earlier this week for permission to go out to actually look for jobs, instead of staying at home and sending my resume by email all day long. So she gave me permission to go out on Thursday morning and drop off my resume at a few places, she gave me 3 hours to drop off as many resumes as I could. I had to go pick up a letter at the probation office in the court house on Elgin Street.
When I got to the office a little after 10AM, I had to wait a little bit since there were people ahead of me who were still waiting to be served, so I sat down and took out a book I was in the process of reading.
When my turn was up, I was the only one left in the reception area. I walked up to the window and saw this guy that is usually there every month when I have to meet with my probation officer. He was very attractive, just the kind of guy that I usually go after. About 6 feet tall, he wore clothes that made it hard to tell if he was muscular or chubby. He had these really captivating brown eyes, the kind that feel as if they're looking right into you whenever he decides to set them on you, but they were partially hidden by his glasses, which only made him more attractive. He had short brown hair that were styled in a spiky/messy style that seems so popular lately.
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Story Added: 2014-10-05
Dan stared at the old Grumman truck in the drive way. The white painted sides were a bit dull, and he could see the patches where he had touched up the paint, that were now weathered and old, just as he was. Sipping his coffee he felt his age, or more aptly he felt like a hundred, not a mere sixty. His legs trembled a little, as he stood there staring at 40 years of his life.
At twenty he and his father had bought the old truck, fresh from the factory. It had taken his Dad nearly a lifetime to save up enough to buy the truck, to put his son firmly in the driver's seat of their shared enterprise. It had been his Father's father that had started the little business, passed it on, and at 20 years of age, his own father was readying to pass it on to him.
Looking out at the ancient truck, he still marvelled at how it had survived, and how it had done him and his father proud. They had spent an entire winter getting their brand new truck ready for the summer season, customizing the interior, working out the generators to keep the coolers at the right temperature.
It had been good times, and when they had rolled out the completed truck, that spring day, well you could see the pride in their eyes, the twinkle of success. His mother had stood at the side, her hands to her face, tears in her eyes as she watched her husband and son back the transformed truck into the drive.
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Story Added: 2014-10-03