"Guys who think theyre gay say that" Andy said "Beside, no biggie. Just dont tell anyone else". Mickie was a real friend and Andy knew it. "Thanks" Andy said and returned to the conversation but out of the corner of his eye, he kept track of where Gunther was standing, sitting, what he was doing. The last thing he wanted was to loose Mickie as a friend just because he was gay. "Hey" the voice was smooth, almost velvety. Andy looked up and saw Gunther standing close by. He was still shirtless but had his jeans on and carried his gym bag. "Oh Hi" Andy said trying to look casual. He pulled up his jeans and zipped up pushing his cock and balls inside them as he did so.

The last I had heard, he had announced he was gay, and he moved away. We talked for hours, and he told me he was coming to town that weekend, and wanted to know if I wanted to go partying. I jumped on the opportunity, maybe it would take my mind off my girl troubles, and it would be nice to see an old friend. It seemed like the weekend would never come, but finally when Friday evening arrived, and I got home, the phone rang. It was Scott. He was staying at the Holiday Inn, and it would be much easier for me to find him, than for him to find me. I excitedly drove to the Holiday Inn, and went to his room. I knocked, and he answered wearing only a towel. "Sorry dude, am

I love the dark of the video booth. I saw a kid come in, hairy, oversize T shirt and long baggy shorts, , that I had been with before. He wont let me suck his cock but he wants me to be there to watch him cum. I asked him to take off his shirt and he whipped it off fast exposing a slim beauty of a young body, very tan, lots of dark long hair over his pecs and furrowing down his stomach, not an ounce

It was the party after that break, and people were going at it pretty hard. By :, I was already pretty trashed, but the party was nowhere near dying out. I had decided to go out and get some breathing room, have a smoke, get away from the noise of the band for a minute. So I took my beer and headed outside. It was against some fucking university policy for us to take beer out of the house, but I was too drunk to care, and besides I knew that Pete Bailley was doing security tonight, and he was generally pretty cool about

All the guys had been swimming in whatever shorts they wanted up till now. We all knew about the official team speedos of course...we had been to swim meets before. Danny had stared at many a set of buttocks and baseball rounded crotches in them in past years. Even his older brother hadnt escaped his stares. His gut churned and he masturabated thinking about what he had seen.

We said no, but he said " you pretty boys in you boxers look like a couple of fags." We told him we were straight, he then looked at us and asked if we had something against gay people, we both answered no! The cop asked if we had any weapons and we said no, he told us he had to make sure and demanded we drop our boxers. We both hesitated until he said he was going to arrest us if we did not do exactly as we were told. We nervouly pulled our boxers down and kicked them to the side as he ordered us to do. We were both buck ass naked standing there with our hands on the hood of the car. He then told us not to move and went back to his car. He came back with a

The man gripped the flat belly of the shuddering young year old naked boy and ground his monstrous cock length deep in the hot interior as he fucked his own ass with the " cock shaped dildo which had recently been buried where the mans aching cock was painfully flexing as the boys assring gripped the base of the mans shaft. "Oh fuck" groaned the man, as he rammed the dildo in deep. The boy loved the fucking he was getting from this lecherous older man, remembering the first time his young ass had been opened up by his grandfather during a baby sitting session when he was much younger. He took the boy into his shed and rubbed the young cock through the boys shorts,

And one very late night jacked as one of the guys fingered me, he moved my hand and began to jack me himself while fingering me and it opened a new world of pleasure for me. As time proceeded I realized I was going to be gay, or was gay all along, at that time I wasnt sure how things like that worked. And the day I admitted it out loud it was to Malcolm. We were in his bedroom, bitching about parents and college classes. Hands and fingers had explored me and others, so nobody was being judgmental of me admitting I was indeed gay, quite gay. Meat and I didnt talk about our sexual relationship that summer. I didnt think anyone knew.

I call my first gay lover "Cowboy." I dont remember his true name, or even if I ever knew it. To me, hes Cowboy because he was a tall, lanky man who seemed as if, were he not seated beside me on a towel spread over his couch, he belonged in boots, chaps, jeans, a flannel shirt, a neckerchief, and, of course, a Stetson. We were watching a porn video--heterosexual, not gay. I knew, even then, that I preferred men to women so much so that I couldnt imagine why any man would choose a woman over another man for his mate, partner, or companion, but watching the naked ladies suck cock and take pricks up their asses and cunts was still mildly exciting, especially when I

This train of thought didnt disturb Nolan as much as it mystified him given that he had never actually considered himself gay. Was there such a thing as "kind of" gay, he wondered as his gaze drifted over the speaking boys lithe body, and settled on his crotch, and the intriguing bulges that pushed subtly behind the soft and well washed Levis he wore. Nolan felt his penis stir inside his own Levis, as his fertile mind conjured up vivid images of the treasures that he knew lurked behind the faded denim, and he