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The two construction workers worked quickly and efficiently, cleaning up for the evening around the construction site on the new house on the steep hillside overlooking the pounding surf on the rugged coast below. The two moved together, in fluid motion. They were having a boisterous and obscene conversation of what the two horny hunks planned to do to their girl friends that evening after a hard-working pay day. The day had been hot, and they were both stripped down to shorts and tool belts and heavy construction boots.

They were working together in a back room that was almost finished when the earthquake rumbled along the ridge and collapsed the framing of the new house in upon itself. As the walls of the house came in upon each other and the ceiling drooped down, the two construction workers were thrown against each in other in a small air pocket.

The lithe and wiry young blond's cheek was flattened against the back wall, which still held, although he could hear the roaring of the surf dangerously close. his hands were flung out, his palms leveraging against the wall.

The olive-skinned older Italian, the cut and horse-hung bodybuilder with curly black hair in abundance, had been flung up against the blond's back; his pelvis nestled up under the blond's buttocks.

The two huddled closely together as they waited out the earthquake and its ever-weakening aftershocks, hoping that the walls of their prison would hold.

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Story Added: 2010-02-07

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Hi, this is my story, about how I feel inside and my dream couple.

First my physical description, I'm a 22 year old boy, college boy looks, I'm 5'11 160, brown hair, blue eyes, smooth , athletic body, swimmers' build. I'm just a nice looking boy. As I said, I'm straight looking, so girls come on to me very often, but I'm definitely not attracted to them. I love men.

Inside, I feel weird sometimes, 'cause I really love guys and I think I love them the same ways as females do. I don't have much experience, but I deeply fantasize about what my ideal couple would be. The kind of guys I like are very masculine, macho guys, well built, muscled, sometimes hairy, guys between the ages of 21 to 40.

My greatest fantasy would be to get married with the man I love, and best of all, having him treat me like he would treat his wife. I 'd love to be a "stay at home boy", doing the cleaning , cooking and doing housewife stuff, although I'm a boy, I'd like to be my man's "wife".

I'm happy as a boy, that's not the point; I just feel that I love men the same way as a female would do. I'd like my man to ask me to marry him, want him to bring me flowers, open up the car door for me, even thought I'm a masculine boy and happy that way. I'd like my man to drive the car, to talk to me about sports events that he likes to watch 'cause he's very masculine and into very male stuff and I like that about him a lot.

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Story Added: 2010-02-05

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First off let me tell you a little about me. My name is Tony Im 5 ft 8 in, 13 stone 44c 33w mixed race and smooth. Ive always had a thing for big white guys, I had a couple of days off work from my job as a warehouse man, I was bored and horny so decided to take a trip down to London and visit a Sauna.

The train journey took a couple of hours upon reaching Liverpool St, my 9x6.25 uncut cock was already stretching my trunks. I arrived at the Sauna paid my money, and went off to get undressed, as I past the showers a big guy with a shaved head, bumped into me, he made his apologies and went off.

I got naked and put the towel on, and decided to have a look to see what talent was around the Sauna, I saw a couple of skinny guys and a few well built black and Asian guys, but they didnt really do anything for me so I decide to go to the gym, I did 10 minutes on the exercise bike, and then decide to hit the machines, I prefer working with free weights but this gym only had machines so I had to make do.

I was in the Middle of bench pressing when the guy who bumped into in Changing Room walked in. I didnt really take in how big he was until now; he was 6 ft 1 gotta be around 18 stone, big chested--at least 50in and had a light dusting of hair over it. He said hello and asked me where I was from, I told him a town in the West Midlands, and he mentioned he had some friends from up there. He had a Northern Accent and it turns out he was from Sheffield and played rugby league. We introduced ourselves his name was Bob. He asked what I did for a living and how long I was going to be in London for; I was only down for the day. We made small talk for a while, then he said, "I might see you later," and left the gym to have a wonder. I finished my work out 10 minutes later and decided to go and find him.

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Story Added: 2010-02-03

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The movies marquee at the local theater read, "Cowboys of the Old West." I always had a thing for cowboys, so when I had today off from school, I bought my ticket and entered the theater. It must have been my desire for "hero worship" or just the natural lust for the male physique, no matter what it was; it still aroused my interest causing my male testosterone to stir.

I was excused from school today because of some teacher's meeting, but instead of going directly home, I decided to go to an afternoon matinee. It was a quiet afternoon and very few people were there, and best of all, no other kids my own age. I slipped under the "Balcony Closed" sign and rushed up the stairs to the balcony where I could sit alone and enjoy the movies.

When I arrived, the movies had already started and projected on the screen were some rugged looking cowboys sitting around a camp fire. My dick started getting hard as I fantasized about crawling naked inside one of the cowboy's bedroll. I unbuttoned my jeans to liberate my dick, pulled my pants down to my ankles, and started jacking on my stiff woody.

I was so engrossed in my pleasure, that I was unaware that a man had entered the balcony and had seated himself in the row behind me. I quickly glanced around to see a man wearing a black cowboy hat. I thought my fantasies must be overloading, and he had become an illusion of my sexual desires. I looked again to make sure he was actually there. He nodded, tipped his hat, and placed his hands to his crotch. I froze and gazed back at the movie screen.

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Story Added: 2010-02-01

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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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Several years ago, I moved into a new subdivision and lived alone. The neighbors were friendly and everyone seemed to welcome me. My garage was filled with hobby stuff. My then, current kick was remote control model airplanes and boats. Being a teaching consultant and semi-retired, I spent hours in my "shop" tinkering with things.

One day, the son of a neighbor wandered up the driveway and introduced himself as, Andy. He was a nice looking kid and seemed interested in my hobbies. He told me he was home, skipping a semester from college and was bored. We talked about school and careers. He was 21 years old and like so many other young people, didn't really know what he wanted to do.

Andy came to visit nearly every day. He helped me and learned about scale aircraft. His dad was a salesman and traveled all the time, so I sort of stepped into that role. He was really a nice looking kid, about 5'9" and thin, short blonde hair and a great smile. I'm gay and tried not to look at him sexually, but it was difficult. He had a nice body and I could see through his tight shorts that he had a decent package.

Several weeks later, we left the flying field and stopped by a bar. We sat in the corner and I asked him about girlfriends. He said he had lots of Girl Friends, but no Girlfriends. He told me he really wasn't interested in dating or that sort of stuff. After a couple drinks we went back to the house. He came in and I decided to seduce him. He sat on the couch in the living room and I went to make us another drink. When I returned, he was paging through a magazine, I had inadvertently left on the coffee table. It was a Gay mag and he seemed to be into it.

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MIP, Minor in Possession was the charge that brought 18-year-old Daniel Brown to the county lock up. It wasnt even a serious charge; Daniel had been caught with a few beers. Daniel wasnt a bad kid; he had simply pinched some of his fathers beers, and had headed towards a party.

A passing police car noticed Daniel walking down a street carrying a plastic sack. Closer inspection led to Daniels arrest. One officer cuffed Daniel, and patted him down while the other read him his rights. A short drive took Daniel to the country jail.

Daniel was escorted to the booking area. The 6 foot tall, 150-pound youth was fingerprinted and photographed. It went downhill for Daniel after that. He was led into another room, and ordered to strip as two officers stood observing his moves.

Few males are comfortable undressing around other males; Daniels face was flushed as he slowly removed his clothes. The officers ignored the stall for time, and talked to one another. Daniels fingers fumbled as he nervously undressed in front of the older, mature, uniformed men. Soon, all that remained was Daniels white briefs. Even his chest was flushed as he pulled them down and stepped out of them.

The search routine begins. Daniel was totally humiliated, as he stood naked, facing the officers. One officer barked the orders as the other investigated Daniels removed clothing. Daniel followed the orders, more embarrassed then he had ever been in his life. First, he opened his mouth wide, as the officer held a flashlight and looked into Daniels mouth. Then, he ran his fingers through his short brown hair as the officer looked on. Next, his hands held high above his head, his arm pits were inspected, nothing there, but a few wispy brown hairs.

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He looked about 45 years old, a receding hairline but a thicket of hair running down the nape of his neck and across his shoulders, a large blanket of fur seamlessly covering his face, neck chest and leading toward his trousers. It sprouted out furiously between his large chest muscles. He was a huge guy, but his pecs weren't all muscle. His nipples almost tucked under his large breast, they proudly stood out against the forest of chocolate brown hair enveloping them, flecked with prominent white hairs that congregated between his tits. His hair was pretty curly all over; he looked like he may have been of Turkish descent. He had a roman nose complete with protruding nasal hair, and nicotine teeth and stood about 6ft tall. His gut hung over his belt and pulled his t-shirt taught.

I realised I had been staring too long, his eyebrows knotted together and he gave me nod as if to say, 'what do you want'. I stared through him to give the impression I was looking at something else but he made his way toward me. I was waiting outside a public toilet to see if I could maybe give someone a blowjob, but there wasn't anyone there. It was about 6.00 and it has started to get dusky. He stared at me for a second, and went into the lavs. I followed after him to see if I could get a glimpse of him pissing... I think it was worth the risk, the worst he could do is punch me.

The acrid smell of stale piss hung in my throat. It also smelled pretty badly of shit. There was a stainless steel trough urinal down one side of the room, and a single stall that was responsible emitting the putrid smell of diarrhea. I walked to the other end of the trough and got ready to piss. I knew this was the only way I could convincingly get a glimpse of him without risking too much. I didn't need to go that badly but I managed a few short bursts before turning to see his stream of piss. It was the deep yellow kind of piss you only get when you've been dehydrated or hung over, it had buttery smell and it frothed up as it ran down my end of the urinal and drained away.

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This story is about me (David) and my Uncle (Mick). I was 18 when this sexy scene happened. I'm a 6' 6" tall, blue-eyed guy, with short, bleached spiky hair. I'm muscular for my age and have a four-inch floppy cock. My uncle looks a lot like porn star Donnie Russo, whom we both admire. Uncle is 6' 4" tall, with blue eyes and short spiky hair. Uncle Mick is extremely muscular and he has a six-inch floppy cock.

One day, my uncle had a building job to do in my hometown. He found out later on that it was next door to my house. He saw me walking, which is part of my daily routine and we started to talk. After a bit, I invited him to come over to my place on his lunch break. He accepted.

I had my lunch at noon and I was getting into my spa. Five minutes later, I saw him jump over the fence and he spotted me in the warm water. I asked if he wanted to join me.

"I haven't got anything to wear," he said,

I replied, "Neither do I."

Quickly, he stripped off his clothes and climbed in. There was one thing I was longing to see - his cock. I finally saw it. His meat was at least 7- -inches longand it was only semi-hard!

I closed my eyes to relax and put my hand on the armrest. His hand was already there. I moved it away. But, he said, "It's okay."

The pumps went off after 10 minutes and I saw his semi hard cock bobbing in the water. He caught me staring. I thought he would have killed me. But, he asked if I liked it.

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Story Added: 2010-01-23

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I jacked off every chance I got, afterall, it was the only sex that I was having. I lived in a pretty remote area and school was the only place to meet girls, and even then, most were taken or had marriage on their minds just to get away from home. I was not into that and besides, when I jacked off, I fantasized about other boys not girls at all. I had this place that I use to slip off to when I got horny where I wouldn't be disturbed. It was an old travel trailer that had been left behind and parked in the woods. Over time the weeds had overtaken the area closes to the road, so unless you knew it was there, you couldn't see it any longer and it offered to perfect place for me to jack my cock and shoot my cum. I could only imagine what it would be like to suck another cock or have mine sucked by a male.

That all changed one day in late summer. I was tucked away in my little travel trailer, completely naked and working on my cock. I use to like to bring myself close and let off over and over until I couldn't stand it any longer, and then when I blew, oh my God, it was tremendous. I didn't hear footsteps approaching and before I knew it, the door was pulled open and I was caught. Naked as a bird, hard cock in hand, sweating and now totally busted. The man stepped inside and told me that the trailer had belonged to his grand-father and he was there to check it out for future use. I was totally embarrassed and grabbed my shirt to cover my nakedness. He sinced all this and told me to relax that he use to whack his cock all the time when he was young. He appeared to be in his late 40"s and was kinda nice looking, nothing special but not hard on the eyes. He came over to the cot and sat next to me. He asked me what I thought about when I was whacking off. I blushed completely red and before I could answer he told me that he use to jack off with a male friend of his and sometimes they played around. He asked if I had ever played around with anyone. I told him that I had not had sex with anyone, male or female. You could cut the tension in the air, as we both just sat there, him looking at me and me at him. He then asked me to stand and as I did, he pulled the shirt out of my hand and told me that he wanted to see me naked. As I stood, my now limp cock began to stir because of the attention it was getting. He reached forward and took my cock in his hand and gently sqeezed it. This caused and immediate reaction as I gasped at his touch enhaling sharply, but enjoying the touch so much.

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Story Added: 2010-01-21

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