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I nudged him to move over onto his back. He flipped like a book-page in the wind and settled with his knees pulled tight to his chest. “Ah, I see you’ve done this before.” I commented. He was about to respond, but the sudden pressure of my log jamming right back down into his guts forced a rush from his lungs into a gasping-yelp. “That’a boy!” I teased, and resumed plunging in long-fast strokes. ‘Ungh! Ungh! Urrngh!’ rang in my ears; I knew it was the motion of the bed-springs combined with the strength of my hips that was knocking the wind out of him, but I loved the thought that it was my cock instead. I switched occasionally, steadying him and proceeding to jack-rabbit his loosening hole. His yelps and gasps would then be replaced with a long ‘Aaarrrg’ that was Mozart to my horny ears. I began feeling the heat in the room and sweat dripped off my nose and chin onto his collar-bone. Between holding my upper arms and grabbing at my chest, he suddenly reached behind my head and pulled me to his open mouth. The bitch lapped the sweat off my face while my cock sloshed in his gaping fuckhole. That put me over the edge. I held him down by his chest with one hand, ripped out of his wet-pussy and whacked my load off in a frenzy. Spritzing his chin, belly, then another strong-blast landed across his face. Flicking the last drops off I shoved it back in and continued to fuck this sloppy-puppy. My seed in his eye began to sting and I watched his face screw-up into a snarl.

He swiped at it, then wrapped his mitt around his own prong and pulled until I felt his hole clamping down real-fucking hard. I grabbed his thighs and lifted them against my belly… raising his butt off the mattress. I was almost standing upright which allowed my dickhead the right angle to punch his magic-spot over and over again. Like him, I knew what really got him off, and this was it. I knocked his gland and suffered his grip while the rest of him twisted and writhed, jacking his own ball-juice all over his face and the sheets on either side. The constant yell of orgasm, combined with the clenched-fist of his ass around my prong usually brought a second-inning for me, and this time I let it go deep into his guts… imagining I’d cause him to choak when it reached the back of his throat. Soaked from head to toe in sweat, I released my hold and let his body drop like a bag of wet cement. Breathing and groaning like he’d just run a marathon, he lay there; arms and legs flailed-out in all directions, covered in sperm. Sperm that was worked-out long and hard. The stink from his freshly fucked asshole and all that goo filled my lungs. He was a mess, and I loved it. He loved it, too. I collapsed down on top of his spent-self and slid up until I could lay fully on the bed. Rolling onto my back, I reached under his armpits and dragged his slimy-self up my front until he could lay a’top me with his face sideways on my chest. After smelling – then tasting the sweat from my armpit, I knew from experience that the heaving of my chest would soon lull him into a deep, and well-deserved sleep. I felt like a god with this guy. I was all the man he could handle, and I was the perfect cushion to curl-up on when the fucking was over. In the morning I’d get to tongue that hole of his back into wakefullness and start the day anew (Joe’s Bridge)


Sri Lankan Shishna Massage

GP writes about his male massage experiences in Sri Lanka

 I was on a 14 day trip to Sri Lanka in 2010 – 7 days on the beach and 7 days touring the cultural triangle. We arrived at a hotel in Habanara about 5pm to visit the sites the next day; it was a nice modern hotel but as it was out of season, and earily very quiet. The journey from our beach base had been quite hard – 4.5 hours in a minibus so I checked into my room and prepared to have a nap before dinner. In the room was a leaflet detailing the massages and ayervedic health treatments available. As i had two hours to kill, I thought a nice relaxing massage would help ease some of the muscle tension from all that coach travel. I wandered down to the bar area and asked the barman – the only member of staff around – if it was possible to book a massage. He asked when and I said now if possible, seeing as there were so few guests in the hotel. He flashed me a smile, picked up the phone and I presumed was calling for one of the girls from the beauty spa to come and collect me. Instead, another guy turned up in uniform and took over his bar duties. He said follow me and led me to the hut where massages were conducted. The guy was dark skinned, had a smile to die for, and was bigger built than most Sri Lankans but not an ounce of fat on him. He casually said “strip”, threw a towel at me, told me to sit down and then disappeared. I nervously did and it seemed like ages before he returned.


He came back in the room and said get on the massage table face down quite forcibly, which surprised me and then put on the radio which was tuned to a local station. So much for relaxing whale music then, I thought. No sooner had my face hit the surface of the massage table he tugged at the towel which he’d told me to wrap myself in. I was left exposed and felt a mixture of vulnerability given this was my first massage experience, excitement, and eager anticipation. He started chatting to me which I hated – either you do a relaxing massage or we can have a chat in the bar. But then he said so are you married? I said no and he replied are you looking for a girlfriend or boyfriend? This completely threw me off track as Sri Lankan culture is quite reserved and all I managed to mutter was maybe. I then berated myself for saying something so meaningless! But the next thing I knew he was applying massage oil along the backs of my legs, buttocks letting it drip between my crack. His strong hands then started to massage in the oil and almost immediately as his hands rubbed up my legs he let a thumb linger near my crack. I knew then this was not going to be your average massage. I was so worked up within minutes that I almost came on the spot as he firmly yet softly explored my calves, buttocks and and then he slowly and delicately touched my sack on the down stroke.


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I was already in heaven and thought to myself, I’m not going to see the guy again so go with the flow and just enjoy it. He moved up to my back and shoulders and it was there that I glimpsed the outline of a massive cock through his loose white linen trousers. I was tempted to grab it but resisted. The massage of the shoulders and back wasn’t that great to be honest – almost a token gesture – and luckily he moved back around the table and focused on the my legs and buttocks again. By this time I was so hard I thought I’d explode. Suddenly his long strokes turned much shorter as he zeroed in on my crack. Before I knew what was going on he was probing my willing hole with his fingers with one hand and had somehow pulled my stiff cock down and was massaging it with my balls. It was when he pushed and touched my prostate that I let out a huge groan and he instructed me to turn over. I did and all British reserve had gone now. I didnt care I was butt naked with the biggest hard on I had ever had and was oozing pre-cum. He pushed my legs apart and made me bend my knees as he focused again on my prostate whilst gently massing the tip of my cock. By now I was in oblivion and he expertly continued to massage the cock with one hand and gently stimulate my prostrate with the other.


After probably 10 minutes of the exquisite sensations, I suddenly started to tense as I could feel I was going to come. Despite willing myself to hold on, I knew it was futile and so for the next 30 seconds I just enjoyed the growing sense of joy. He continued to work on me yet at the same time moved around the side of the table and his cock was exposed, rigid, close to my chest. Inevitably I came, more than I had ever done before, and the spunk hit my chin and cheeks. Amazingly, as I did, so did he all over my chest without anyone even touching it. He disappeared after for about 10 minutes as I composed myself and then re-emerged. Matter of factly he asked was the massage any good. I smiled and he beamed back at me. I didn’t make dinner that night. After wanking myself off twice reliving the whole exoctic experience I slept for 10 hours. We left the next morning, and the staff lined up to bid us farewell. I hardly acknowledged the barman/masseur but am sure I saw a swelling in his trousers, and vowed to return another year. I have had a few male massages since, but none have come anywhere near to this experience. By GP

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The Rugby Coach

My name is Rob and I live in Australia, 6′ 2″, brown hair, broad chest, not flat but not fat with a soft brown fur, thick thighs and a nice rugby ass. I had just moved from Sydney to Melbourne. In Sydney I was part of a great team, a lot of really sexy guys, (but none of them were gay!). So I was moving to Melbourne because my partner was offered a really great job. In Melbourne rugby doesn’t really exist, it’s all about Aussie rules football here, which I wasn’t really interested in. To play rugby you had to drive almost and hour and a half. But after three months of no exercise I had no choice but to take the drive. So I sign up and meAt the guys. They were not a sexy as my last team which was really disappointing because that’s 75% of the reason why I play. In fact there was not one guy that turned me on. I guess now I could shower without wearing my jockstrap to hide my boner. It was the day of my first training session with the new team. I went into the locker-room to change and there where a bunch of guys hanging around, some nude. I felt quite comfortable to strip down knowing that I wasn’t going to get caught with a massive hard on. So I stripped down and thought I might as well make the most off it so I walked around in the nude for a while and met some of the other guys, and to show off my cock! Then a big voice from the front of the room yelled ‘c’mon fellas’, I was the coach who I hadn’t met yet. Everyone started heading out to the field, I quickly walked over to my stuff to get changed when I saw the coach approaching me. He was about 5-7 years older then me, about 47-48 or so, He was really hot, his thick arms were covered in a thick layer of hair, the same colour as the hair that poked out the top of his tight polo shirt. I could se his nipples pressing against his shirt and his tree trunk legs nearly tearing his shorts, his cock was bulging. He stopped to shake my hand. “Hi, I’m James the coach” he said, “Call me Jim”. “I’m rob…..ahhhh… I’m new” I replied nervously looking at his big fingers, then up his chest to his beautiful face, his eyes were amazing. We chatted for a couple of minute, I couldn’t take my eyes of him. He was standing so close I could smell him, and hear the noise when rubbed the stubble on his face with those big hands.

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Then it happened, I didn’t even notice. I guess I forgot that I was naked! But I felt a little pressure on my cock, I had got an erection, god knows how long I had it. But because he was standing so close it was pushed right against his thigh. He must have noticed. I looked down and gasped! I freaked out I was looking for my towel to cover myself. Once I had I looked up and he just had a little smile on his face. I didn’t know what to say! He stood there, and then he slowly licked his bottom lip while making eye contact with me. I don’t know why but I didn’t respond and looked away. I then felt him move closer and run his hand up the slit in the towel and gave my still hard cock a couple of tugs and then turned around and walked out to the field, he turned and looked at me as he walked to the door. My heart was pumping a million miles an hour; I got a great view of his ass as he left the locker-room. While we where training I couldn’t even look at him. But every time I took a quick glance at him, yep, he was looking right my way. I began to get horny again and build up a little courage. So I stated to stare at him. He was subtly re-adjusting his cock while looking at me, so I gave him a bit of the same. It was time to hit the showers. Jim had disappeared, all the guys were in the shower but I wanted to wait for Jim so I could get a look at his cock. It was getting a little late so I jumped in the shower fully naked. There were two other younger guys in there finishing up. I didn’t know but they were the last to leave. I heard someone locking the doors of the locker-room, I ran out there to tell them that I was still in here. And it was Jim! I stood there dripping wet, and without saying a word he approached me with a smile on his face. I put my hand on his sweaty, hairy thigh and slowly and firmly dragged my hand up his thigh to his beautiful ass, and pulled him even closer. His hands clutched my ass and started to squeeze my cheeks really hard it almost hurt. I slipped one of my hands down his shorts and rubbed it up and down his warm, wet and hairy ass crack, I kept pulling my hand out to smell his sweet smell. My cock was now rock hard and dripping pre cum, and I was dying to see his.

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I pulled my hand out of his ass and rubbed his cock through his shorts. He kept saying ‘you’ve got the best ass’ and breathing really heavy. His cock was nice and hard, big but not too big. He stopped rubbing my ass and with no warning grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. My mouth was watering; He pulled his shorts down to  his knees to reveal a massive bulge in his jockstrap. I lunged for it. Rubbing it and licking it for a couple of minutes, I slid my finger in between his legs to play with his hole. He sounded like he was going to cum! He pulled my head away and took a couple of deep breaths. I ran my hands under his tight polo shirt and rubbed his belly and pecks. He then pulled me up so we were face to face again. We kissed saliva was dripping down both our chins; his stubble on my face was a real turn on. He was licking my ears when he whispered ‘lick my ass……………lick it’.

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Without any hesitation I went to my knees again, he hiked one of his legs up and rested it on a bench, and with those big hands he spread one of his cheeks. I didn’t muck around I just went for it rubbing my face up and down his crack, tounge fucking him, fingering, the lot, He was moaning so loud ahhhh, yyyyeah, oh lick it, lick it, oh fuck me’ his ass started rocking back and forth on my face. I reached through his legs and grabbed his cock and released it. I licked for a good ten minutes. He turned around and slipped his cock into my mouth, all round my lips were wet from all the saliva, I could feel pubes on my face, and I could still smell it. Surprisingly he liked his cock sucked slowly, and he wanted me to look him in the eyes. I worked his whole shaft and big balls; I started jerking my own cock. He pulled me up and gave me a big wet kiss and told me to lie on the bench, he pushed my knees to my chest and went to work on my ass with his tongue.

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Slowly fucking me with it, I was in heaven, running my fingers through the hair on the back of his head. I shut my eyes and enjoyed it. Then I felt the tip of his cock at my hole. Slowly it went in, He had it all in and he came down and kissed me, all I could taste was ass. He kissed me and slowly started to fuck me, pulling it all the way out then back in again. I shut my eyes and enjoyed it. Then I felt the tip of his cock at my hole. Slowly it went in, He had it all in and he came down and kissed me, all I could taste was ass. He kissed me and slowly started to fuck me, pulling it all the way out then back in again. He kissed me and slowly started to fuck me, pulling it all the way out then back in again… He got faster in no time and soon he was riding me hard… I looked up at him as he took of his polo shirt while he was fucking me to show of his hairy chest and beautiful pecks. I jerked my dick and came all over my stomach, he pulled his cock out and got me on my knees and jerked like hell. Then it sprayed everywhere in my mouth on my tits. I stood up and we kissed and the come on my chest rubbed into his, we both had cum on our chins. We licked each other up then jumped in the shower. True story, if you want to hear more leave a reply below.


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We should all listen to the heart when it beats faster, usually that heart knows what it”s doing, beholden, when my eyes met his there have been many, but not like this and faster and faster, i actually touched my lip, and slightly trembled so alive, for me it was always him, i felt him, sound familiar and the beauty of him was mine. i love being gay, he’s so delicious all of him, that face, bod, mind, the way he laughs, his intellect,

i love to run my hands through his hair, bring him closer to me, i’m in heaven, and the way he kisses, making out with him, it’s electrifying, right to my heart, he makes me sizzle, ok, there i said it, happiness is the greatest gift, so to all you hot sexy guys, find your happiness,and be thrilled that in the world we live in,,for him life doesn’t get any better than this, he has so many options, whether it’s him or her or both, explore life. ANON


Big Cock on Hastings Nudist Beach Sensation

A certain fellow has become a celebrity on Fairlight Cove Naturist Beach in Hastings He would walk up and down the beach displaying his massive cock for all to see.He loves ladz and ladies to photograph his beauty. Some would ask if they could take a photo. From naked old men with huge dicks to young men who admire them. All are welcome on Hastings Nudist beach.

When I go to the nudist beach people never talk about this kind of thing, it’s kind of taboo. You can’t go about with a hard on even if you see the best piece of ass you ever saw you must contain yourself. Here it seems kind of cool to drop your pants and let others discuss your genitals. Somehow it seems kind of healthy. Like when we were in HS privately comparing penises in PE. Hell everybody did that we just didn’t discuss it like you can on the web. Frankly I’ve been known to share a lady with another man under the right circumstances but I’m definitely not interested in sex with another man or any sort of gay lifestyle. I’m not condemning it but it just isn’t me. i lead a very straight life. Stratocruser

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after my divorce…

Seb, your site has inspired me and I had always been so turned on by the thought of sucking a mans big hard cock into my mouth but just jacked off to the thought of it until after my divorce. I figured I have to try it and it was scary but more than I ever dreamed it could be.. at first I would just suck him and let him shoot on my chest but to complete my dream I had to taste his cum. That had always been what really turned my on. There is nothing like licking and sucking until he is groaning and pushing his cock down my throat. It took some time to get used to having him down my throat when he comes but man is it awesome.

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I love to keep sucking him and licking his cock clean until he begs me to stop because it feels so good. I also was and am in heaven when a man sucks me off. I have never had a lady suck me lick a man who knows what he is doing does it. I really loves it when he swallows me and then comes up to me and kisses me and shares my cum with me. It is taking every bit of control to not just stop typing and stroke my 7″ of meat thinking of a hot cock in my mouth. It is something you have to try if you had always fantasized about it like me. Go for it or you will never know. cum4me

imagination and sex drive

I’m now 40 and have been having the same problem for all my live. I can’t tell about you for sure but it has probably nothing to do with blood circulation (at your age, very unlikely) but with anxiety and sensitivity. For example, I get rock hard when I’m fully relaxed and masturbating alone or if I’m totally comfortable with my sex partner. It can be very tricky in a world that is so cold with people expecting you to be some kind of machine coming out of a porn and when you want to do it in an “hostile” environment like cruising areas, saunas, etc.

Also I noticed that with some men, even if I see them 10 times, I’ll never get hard and with some others, it works the first time. You click or you don’t and some people seem to be psychologically “castrating” in some way. Unfortunately, I’d say that you have to learn coping with it, benzos (anti-anxiety pills) don’t make it better and are a nightmare in the long run, pot opens imagination and sex drive but can worsen anxiety, alcohol is a road leading to flat dick and addiction. I’m sure a lot of gay men go bottom because it’s easier this way if you know what I mean. Personally, I feel alright about it now. I find my sex partners on the Internet and have them coming to my house, a place I am comfortable in and I tend to have long term fuck buddies because the more i know them the more I am at ease with them. One of the key is accepting that we are humans with emotions and sensitivity, that life is not a cheap porn and that you don’t have to be like everybody around. I hope it will get better for you and you’ll find your way. Good luck ! Lovedreamer

NOBODY’S trophy

Size is in the eye of the beholder, and as long as yours works, you have no need to not be proud of it. Each phallus is unique. Not one is identical to another. Know yours in detail, appreciate it, understand what it can do for you, and love it. It is yours. You can … Read moreNOBODY’S trophy

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I finally met a very handsome “stud” while having my tires changed for my auto. He wore a tank top and tight jeans. I glanced at him and immediately got a hard-on. I knew this was the stud that was going to “break-me in”!..He too knew something was “up” and asked me what I was doing after work!..I hesitated at first then said to myself “Oh..why not”!..and decided to meet him for a couple of beers at a local pub. I had a tremendous hard-on the whole time we chatted!..He then suggested that we go to his place afterwards..We did and relaxed with more beer and a very erotic porno about bi men swinging at a party. Next thing I remember was the feel of stroking each other’s cocks!.. He leaned over in the middle of a very sexy scene and asked me if he could suck my cock!…He didn’t wait for a response..and stuck his little finger up my hole, massaged my insides, and proceeded to give me the best head I have ever had!!.. and erupted hot cum continuously over a period of many minutes into his very hot mouth!..My wife had never given me a blow-job like that before!! I inturn put my mouth over his huge cock and was coached by him as to how to suck him hard. I did for many minutes and felt him beginning to shake and rumble. He then asked me if I would like to taste his lovely spew..and, just at that moment, erupted his salty cum many times into my mouth…The head of his cock was immense as he spewed out his hot cum. After..as we relaxed…he asked if he could see me again…I said no at first..But am thinking about it and may change my mind. He said that he had some friends that he wanted me to meet…and that they too would also like to taste my swet honey! I think that would be very erotic if we all partied together..what do you think?..Should I see him and his friends again?…Timmy

fire of divine love

When the soul plunged in the fire of divine love, like iron, it first loses its blackness, and then growing to white heat it becomes like unto the fire itself. And lastly, it grows liquid, and, losing its nature, is transmuted into an utterly different quality of being. And as the difference between iron that is … Read morefire of divine love