Everyone was scurrying, everyone was either screaming or running or trying their best to collect their things in the sand. I grabbed my phone next to me, clutched it tight as I stood and followed behind Theo who urged me to run. But he was fast, really fucking fast. And soon a beam of light shined in the direction we were running, forcing us to either hide in the freezing ocean or trudge our way through the grassy sand dunes. I followed Theo’s lead into the dunes, and tried my best to run up the fast moving sand. He grabbed my hand and pulled me, knocking us over into crunching grass and dead seaweed. I rolled over top of him, gained my footing before we darted through the swarm of bugs and tall grass and whatever else that pierced our feet. “Fuck!” I yelped as a sharp pain ran up my leg, only helped by the guiding hand of Theo who dragged me through. We were met with a fence, “Jump it.” He said quickly and knelt down to let me climb over his back. When I hit the sidewalk on the ot
I was 19, new to the ship. I was excited to be there. I was lucky because I got flown to the ship while it was out to sea. Part of the Cargo, you know. Navy life was crazy. We worked everyday. 12 hours a day. On Sunday we were allowed to sleep in an extra hour, but still work 12 hours. A LOT of the guys were hot all over the ship. Around 5,000 sailors. Mostly young men. They did try to warn of one thing. Our testosterone was going to go up. That meant there was going to be extra tension and aggression just from being around so many men in one place. It also meant a rise in our sexual arrousal. Nothing they said prepared me. Even in an all male division in boot camp didn't prepar me. I was so sexually thirsty. Everyone was. But privacy was hard to come by. In my ship there was this closet that shielded the air conditioner we needed. It was huge so often we would just go in there to rub one out and then come out. Even our ship leader AT1 would do it. But it was little risky cause it's
6’3” 225 pounds shaved head. Had some experience with a few guys but nothing too serious. I was stationed at Ft Bliss, TX, I met this guy through a website. And come to find out he was actually in the same unit and lived in the same barracks. Talk about a scary situation and definitely not out by any means. Coincidence up to this point I didn’t believe in that. We talked every night but I was always nervous to commit. One night while I was out on the town I was drinking and came back to the barracks a bit tipsy. Little did I know he was outside smoking. I get on the app and send him a face picture unknowingly he was right in front of me. He responds with, “look up”, my heart sinks and butterflies are in my throat. We make small talk and no one is around he rubs my inner thigh. I was pulsating hard, precum oozing down my leg. I shy away and he says we will start slow. I agree and we both walk up to my room. Once in the dark room he tells me he will go slow and be cautious. He begins
A few years ago when I was in the closet, I was scrolling through Grindr and got a message from a friend of mine. I told him it’s me and we both laughed. He said he and his boyfriend (let’s call them Mike and Will) were looking for another guy for a threesome. They were both looked very hot in the pictures. We decided to meet in the evening. I got to their place, we talked a bit, drank a beer, smoked some weed and got to business quite fast. Mike started making out with me while Will was taking off my clothes. A bit about myself - I’m 5/11, 200 lbs, muscular, visible abs, 7 inch dick, 5.5 girth. I felt Mikes dick through his jeans and it was obviously even bigger and thicker than mine. I took them off and saw a beautiful giant dick, uncut, hairy that smelled so good. We went to the bedroom, Mike and Will were lying on the bed naked making out. I was on all 4’s and started to blow Mike’s massive dick, forcing it down my throat all the way to his balls. Precum started to ooze from h
I was excited to start college. Other than the fact that I was finally getting to experience a taste of freedom, I was eager to see if all the stories that my brothers had told me were true. Being the youngest, I'd endured years of their tales of partying and hooking up, and now it was my turn. I can't lie, I was pretty nervous as I sat there in something that they called *Orientation*. It was mostly some activities that nobody seemed too bothered about, and some ice breakers between the new students. I got paired with some kid who was very obviously stoned, but somebody else had caught my eye. He was at least six foot four and built like a quarterback, and other than his impressive physique, the guy was fucking *hot*, too. He had dirty blond hair and skin so flawless I wondered if he had a skincare routine! We were eventually assigned our dorms, and if I thought Orientation was nerve wracking, sitting in a small room and waiting for my new roommate to enter was even worse. It wasn
The night that Hunter left for the party was the first night I invaded his privacy. Was I proud of myself for it? No, I most certainly wasn't, but how could I control the urge to pull his sweat soaked boxer briefs from his bundle of damp clothing? How could I stop myself from draping his warm, moist underwear over my face and huffing the ripe scent of the most handsome man in the world, deep into my body? How could I deny myself the most intense, toe curling orgasm that I'd ever had, whilst tasting the saltiness from the snail-trail stains that he'd leaked throughout the day? You're right, I couldn't. Stealing Hunter's underwear became a hobby of mine. Every opportunity that came up, which allowed me to swipe a pair of worn boxer briefs, had me unnaturally horny. Every morning, when I woke with a stiff cock, my mind instantly craved him. Every day, as I sat in lecture after lecture, the only thoughts in my head were of Hunter. Every night as I lay there listening to him snore, I cou
I'd love to say that sharing a bed with a naked Hunter became a nightly occurrence but unfortunately, the following morning, he laughed himself hoarse and apologised for crushing me in his sleep. I needed no apology. Feeling his morning wood push against my ass was the only reward that I could have ever wished for. Yet, something had changed between us. Before that night, as open as the young man was, he wasn't exactly the 'touchy feely' type. Afterwards, however, not a single day went by without feeling his strong arms wrap around me, or his signature *spank* that he became known for around campus. "Hey Corey!" He called, running up behind me and slapping my ass so hard that I yelped. "You're coming out tonight and I'm not taking no for an answer". He pulled me under his arm as we walked. "I really cant, Hunter" I grimaced, but he shook his head. "One hour" he said, "that's all, and then you can go back to reading or jerking off or whatever it is you do when I'm not there
You'd think that sucking a dick in front of my roommate would have made our relationship even stronger, but as soon as I had a chance to jerk off later that evening, the post nut clarity hit hard. I was disgusted with myself. How had I done something so private and personal with a guy I'd never even spoken to before? How had I done it whilst Hunter watched on!? I felt sick to my stomach, and pretended to be asleep when he returned later that night. As hot as it had been, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd let myself down. I was ashamed of myself, and decided that my plan to allow Hunter to somehow *pimp* me out was a mistake that I'd made due to horniness and nothing more. The next morning I had every intention of calling it off, until I woke to find him laying in bed pumping his large cock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Sure, Hunter had made it clear that he wasn't even slightly modest, but I'd never seen him doing something like *this* before. I stared at him for a