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And Still Champion

Duke Walker stood under the burning needles of the shower in his bathroom while letting the hot water waft over his well muscled body! Oh man was he ever tired, ten long hours on that hot roof laying shingles was enough to sap the strength of anyone, and he was a twenty five year old in great physical condition!!! The only good part of the job was the view!!! High on a hill overlooking San Francisco Bay, it was exactly what you’d expect to find on a picture postcard and luckily for him he pretty much got to see it every single day of the year!!! As he water continued to caress his sun tanned form, his mind began to wander as he thought about the events of this coming evening, and the big uncut bone hanging between his legs began to stiffen ever so slightly as he pictured his big cock being sucked by any number of other hung studs at the Gay Gallery Bar on Castro Street!!! A gentle sigh escaped his lips as he began slowly squeezing and jerking his huge pecker, and after only several minutes of fisting, his hand had become a blur as it rifled up and down the thick shaft until it convulsed hard several times before erupting all over the shower stall wall!!!

After flopping down on the bed for a one hour nap, Duke carefully selected his wardrobe for the evening, and while it really didn’t matter what he wore, he made sure that the tight bikini underwear showed of his nine and a half inch hammer to its best view!!! The bright red material of the silk shorts stood out starkly against his sun tanned skin, and what was even more impressive was how after he rolled up his nut bag and pecker into a tight ball it looked for all the world like someone had stuck a softball into his undies!!! More than one stud had merely gotten a glimpse of Duke’s bikini cover groin and nearly fainted dead away at the awesome sight that it presented!!! In the San Francisco gay community having a big cock was more than just a status symbol, because if you were blessed with a large penis, you pretty much had your pick of all the young teen and early twenties bitches you could get your hands on!!! Not only did these young men have the best bodies, but they also were still pliable enough to do just about anything you told them to, and being damn grateful to boot!!! Duke gave one last look into the full length mirror, and after being satisfied that everything was just right, he left his apartment and headed downtown!!!

Like every Saturday night Castro Street was gay-lesbian street USA, and every conceivable combination of sexual life style was represented in one way or the other!!! There were bull dykes with their little fems trailing behind them on leashes as well as butch bikers dressed in leather from head to toe, flaunting their genitals in leather jock straps that did little to hide the erect prizes that were barely hidden inside!!! Duke didn’t begrudge any of them their lifestyle, but for him it was a thing to be done behind closed doors, or at least out of the view of the general public!!! As he made his way through the bustling crowd, a young man of about twenty two called to him as he passed the front of and alley and whispered hoarsely, “Hey, buddy, watch me jerk myself off, you don’t have to touch it or anything, just watch me cum, okay!?!” Duke shrugged his shoulders, and after giving it a moments thought nodded his head and replied, “Sure, fella, go ahead, show me what you’ve got!!!” The young man, totally thankful that someone had finally stopped, opened up his long trench coat revealing a very hard if not to large erection that was literally begging to shoot its load!!! “H-how does it look,” he stammered while Duke watched with slight bemusement at the young man’s chutzpah!!! “Uh, really nice,” Duke replied gently, “thata boy, show me what good jerk off you can be!!!” That did it, the young man’s legs quivered back and forth, and after taking a moment to steady himself, a hot load of young gay spunk rocketed out of this hard dick splashing a shower of cum on the pavement in front of him!!! The young man leaned heavily against the wall next to him and as his coat flopped closed covering his now deflating pecker, he nodded his head and thanked Duke for his time!!!


The Home Gym Workout

“You don’t mind working out at my place tonight, do you,” asked Frank? “No, that’s no problem,” Denny replied, “as long as I get my reps in, I really don’t care where I do it!” “Good,” Frank said, “then let’s get to it!” Both men were serious weight lifters who spent much more time and energy working out than the average ever “joe” would, and it wouldn’t be unusual for either of them to spend four hours a night lifting and pulling the iron plates that gave them the heavily muscled appearance they so loved! Frank had invested big money into a home gym and this was the first time his friend Denny had seen it. “Wow,” he marveled, “this is great, you don’t even hafta leave home to get in your workout.”

“I know,” Frank said beaming, while running his hand over the huge apparatus, “it cost me four grand, but it’s worth it, no more running back and forth to the gym.” “You first,” Frank offered, “benches?!?” “Yeah, benches, set it at one seventy to start,” Denny replied! While Frank was adjusting the machine to one hundred and seventy pounds, Denny lay down on his back and got ready to do a set of bench presses. When he was finished, they traded places and Frank took his turn while Denny spotted for him. After that, they went through a long series of lifts, alternating back and forth between lifting and spotting. After a particularly rough set of squats, both men decided to take a breather and have a drink of a sport drink. “Wow it’s hot in here,” Denny commented, as he took a long gulp from the bottle. “Yeah, it is,” Frank replied, “do you want me to open the windows a little!?!”

“Naw,” Denny shot back, “I always feel like I’m doing more when I build up a sweat, don’t you?!?” “Yeah, I do too,” Frank answered back, “my muscles always look better when they’re gleaming from sweat.” “Hey,” Denny asked, “do ya have a posing mirror, I’d kinda like to see what I look like?!?” “Right over here,” Frank replied, as he pulled open a door that hid a full length mirror ideal for muscle posing. Denny stepped in front of it, and went through a series of poses, stopping at the end of each one to admire himself in the mirror! “Ya know, Denny,” Frank offered, “you can’t really tell what you look like with those sweats on, why don’t you take them off so you can see what you’ve got!?!”


The Uncle

“Clean your plate, Gil,” Uncle Ned admonished his eighteen year old nephew, “we don’t want to waste food, there are starving children all over the world who would give anything for your left overs!” “Yes, Uncle,” Gil dutifully replied, as he scooped up a last bite of mashed potatoes and gravy with a half a slice of rye bread. “That’s a good boy,” he commented, as he cleared away the dinner dishes from the kitchen table, “wash or wipe he asked,” while filling the sink with soapy dishwater!?!” “Uh, wipe,” Gil replied, as he picked up the dish towel while waiting for the first clean dish to be placed in the drip rack. The two of them did the dishes in silence, until when they were about half way through, Uncle Ned nonchalantly mentioned, “I found your magazines when I dusted under your bed today, do you think that those are the type of magazines a boy of your age should be reading!?!” Gil turned a bright shade of red and fumbled to find the proper words to answer his uncle! A bemused smile crept across his face as he watched his nephew twist in the wind, and for the next several minutes he let him stew in his embarrassment until he continued on, “Well, I guess a boy your age would just naturally show an interest in sex, but I’m not to sure that those skin magazines are the best way to go about it.” “Have you ever seen a boy’s erection before,” he asked in all seriousness!?! “No,” he whispered, “I haven’t!” “All done,” he intoned, “as he handed the last glass to Gil for drying, “let’s go into the living room and talk about this a little further!”

The two of them sat down on the sofa and Uncle Ned began by reaching down and picking up one of Gil’s magazines and asking, “Do these pictures excite you,” while flipping through the myriad of pages that displayed naked men?!? Gil couldn’t believe this was happening to him, he was totally mortified that his uncle had found his stash of magazines, but to sit here and have to look at them with him, well it was just too much. He was snapped back to reality when he repeated his question, “Do these pictures excite you!?!” “I don’t know,” he fairly whispered, “I just like looking at them!” “Hmmmmm,” he hummed, “do you get an erection when you see pictures like this one!?!” “Gil stared at the photo of a young man who was lying back on his bed with his legs spread wide apart, which of course offered a perfect view of his young hairy cock! “I’d think a picture like this would give any young man an erection,” he commented, “am I right about that?!?” Gil made an audible gulp and merely nodded his head in the affirmative! “I was sure of it,” he went on, “males are very visual in their sexuality, and a fine young buck like this would give any man an erection, I’d have been shocked if you hadn’t gotten one.” “I want you to do something for me,” he asked seriously, “come over here and stand in front of me!” Gil stood up and took his place in front of his uncle while wondering what he was up to, but in a short few seconds he was about to find out.


Private Compartment

“I’m sorry, Mr. Sands,” the conductor explained, “I know you have a reservation for a private berth, but due to over booking all we have left is a compartment for two.” “Your berth mate is a nice young man, so we hope you can see your way clear to accept these alternate accommodations at no cost to you of course.” The train was about to leave the station and Vic Sands was just finding out that his reservation on the Overland Chief from Chicago to Seattle was not being honored because of some stupid bureaucratic bungling!

He had hoped to spend his travel time alone in his room reading and sleeping, but now that would be quite impossible, so with an obvious look of disgust on his face, Vic grudgingly accepted the conductor’s offer and stowed his luggage in his berth and headed off to the observation car for a drink. After several high balls, Vic began to relax and tried to put the incident with the conductor behind him. It wouldn’t do any good to mope about it, and he was saving a bundle of cash on the deal so why not make the best of a bad situation. The drinks had not only calmed him down, but they also had made him quite drowsy, so after rising to his feet on slightly unsteady legs, he made her way back to his berth for an afternoon nap. Sliding open the compartment door, Vic was surprised to find his traveling partner in their room unpacking his suitcase. The conductor had been right, he appeared to be a very nice young man, whom Vic guessed to be about twenty four or five years old. After stepping into the room, he extended his hand and said, “I’m Vic Sands, I guess we’ll be sharing a compartment together!” The younger man accepted Vic’s hand and replied, “My name is Seth Kilmer, I took the upper berth if that’s okay with you, I had the upper bunk back home and I’m used to sleeping up in the air!” “No problem,” replied Vic, “since I have about twenty years on you, I just as soon not have to climb all the way up there.”


His Wife

“Thank you for such a wonderful evening,” Kimberly Knight said to her hostess and friend Ruth Pedersen, “let’s do it again real soon, all right.” Ben Knight stood quietly behind his wife while she gave the proper thank yous, but once they were in the car and on their way home, her cheery outward appearance immediately turned nasty. “Can’t you do anything right,” she snapped, “it’s like I’m raising a five year old boy.” “I-I’m sorry, dear,” he mumbled while not at all sure what he had done wrong. “You’re such a sniveling simp,” she snapped, “the light’s green, you can go now.” “Jesus, she can be such a bitch,” he thought to himself while pulling through the intersection, “only god in heaven knows what I’ve done, and he’d better stay out of her way or he’d be in trouble too.

The car was barely stopped when Kimberly stomped into the house and slammed the door behind her, leaving Ben alone trying to figure out what had set her off, but when he couldn’t even come up with a hint of and idea, he sighed deeply and headed into the kitchen. He was just about to open the refrigerator door to get a snack when a voice that could cut glass rang out ordering him to come up stairs this instant. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he’d get his eats first, but that didn’t seem like the prudent thing to do, so he reluctantly trudged up the steps to their bedroom on the second floor. “What too you so long,” she snapped, “I’ve been waiting up here for hours, now get your ass over here and unzip my dress.” Quickly he traversed the twenty feet over to her dressing table, and as she stared at him coldly in the mirror, he gently tugged the zipper down her back until it came to a stop just above her ass. “How was that,” he asked brightly!?! “Oh that’s just wonderful, Ben,” she remarked snidely, “you’re so fucking talented, you can actually unzip a dress without someone having to help you, what a prize you’ve turned out to be.” He started to protest, but the look on her face told him that just shutting his mouth and letting her finish her rant was the best course of action to take.

Kimberly stood up and slipped out of her pure while camisole, and after staring at her image in the mirror, she reached around behind her back, and with a deftness only a woman could have, unhooked her the four clasps holding her 36D cup bra and let it slip down over her arms onto her dressing table. “How do you like my tits, Benny,” she asked softly while cupping them in her hands, “they’re perfect aren’t they!?!” Sensing that she was calming down a bit, Ben nodded in affirmation, and as she turned to face him, she thrust out her panty clad crotch and ordered him to slip them off. With his hands shaking he dropped to his knees, and after licking his dry lips, he gently pulled the satiny undies over her slim hips. His head began to spin with desire as he gazed with glassy eyes at her genitals, but knowing better than to make a move before he was given permission, he sat there in agony as he waited for her signal. When she was satisfied that she had waited long enough, she grabbed him by the ears, and in a very firm and forceful voice demanded, “Okay, my little man, suck mama’s big hard dick.”


Foreskin

Jimmy walked through the locker room on his way to showers thinking about the upcoming report he would have to give at the quarterly meeting later that afternoon, and while he was well prepared, but this was a very important presentation what with the head of marketing from the home office due in town to attend the meeting. As he entered the shower room in the company gym, Jimmy wasn’t too surprised to find a stranger lathering up under a hot stream of water, as many of the salesmen in his firm brought clients over to use their facilities. While turning on his own faucet, the stranger turned around and gave Jimmy a nod of hello. Jimmy introduced himself and found out that he was in the shower with Matt Eckert, the VP from the home office. While making small talk about the company and business in general Jimmy couldn’t help but notice that Matt had the biggest cock he had ever seen, and even more amazing was the fact that it uncircumcised.