Posts Tagged ‘male’

Private Duty

Monday, December 24th, 2007

Nurse Aid relieves male patient in traction.

Tyronne was an athletically built young black man, about 22 years old. He was a university student who also worked as a tree trimmer. That’s how we met. No, not in a tree but in a hospital.
It seems Tyronne fell out of a tree head first and managed to land on his arms. Now he was stuck in bed with both arms strung-up in casts from his shoulders to his fingers. I was called in to do private duty since he was pretty much helpless.
Actually, it turned out to be a fairly cushy insurance job. Although Tyronne needed total care with eating, bathing and toileting, he could move his body easily, so there wasn’t a lot of lifting and turning to do. I arrived at supper time and got right to work setting up the tray and feeding him. He appreciated that we didn’t have to rush through the meal like the hospital aides did. No sooner had he finished eating than he had to have a bowel movement. He said he hadn’t gone in three days, it was so humiliating using a bedpan and having someone else in his shit and wiping his ass.

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Primal Fishing

Sunday, December 23rd, 2007

Fishing, an all male sport.

Jamie zipped his bag shut with a flourish, “There! All packed.”
Lisa, who had been watching him with her hands on her hips said, “That can’t possibly be all your taking! You’re going for 3 nights!” She walked over to his dresser and began pulling out socks and underwear.
Jamie didn’t see her as he said, “Well, no, I don’t have the cooler packed yet. I sti….What are you doing?” He saw her coming with half the contents of his drawer in her hand and said, “Hey! Stop that.” He took the items from her and put them back in his drawer. “I’m not 5 years old going to Grandma’s over night, you don’t need to pack for me.”
She dropped her hands and sighed. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m acting like this. It’s not like we’ve never been apart before. I did spend two weekends away from you just recently.”

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On Our Own Time Now

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

Male with male encounters continue.

Martin and I spent a wonderful evening the previous week. After meeting for the first time at a hotel in Reston, Virginia, we went to his house and had our first time man with man sex. I sucked my first cock and was rewarded with my first mouth full of cum. Then I made love to Martin. No, I fucked him. However, most of our contact was very sensuous and passionate. I love our holding and kissing especially. I thought about him all week long. Even when I was having great sex with my wife, I knew the hardness of my cock was due to my thinking of Martin sometimes. We talked a couple of times on the phone and decided to play some golf on Saturday. I couldn’t wait to see him.
Saturday came and we met at South Riding Golf Course. We shook hands but we knew the shake meant more. I wanted to kiss him, but…well, it was in the golf course parking lot. We got paired with another twosome and had a fun round. He was a little better than me but I didn’t mind. I have gotten beaten before. We finished the round and stopped in the clubhouse for a beer.

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Myron

Friday, December 7th, 2007

Geriatric alpha male seduces straight father of two.

I was on business in the Fire Island area of New York. Checking into a small motel I was surprised to see the small, old, Jewish-looking man behind the counter, in effect, checking me out. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or get annoyed by his eyeing me and smiling at me in what could only be described as a leering way.
The man had a small name badge on. It read, “Myron”. He was short with a mild potbelly, and had a skinny pair of arms and legs, making him appear to be a sort of geriatric spider. He wore his pants nearly up to his chest with suspenders assisting them. All in all, he appeared to be a sixty-five plus nerd.
As he handed me the keys to my room he said to me softly, “See ya around.” Then he gave me this knowing look that communicated a presumption that I was gay or something.
A few young, male clerks working in the office observed this and giggled as they could see my exasperation with what was happening.
I left half-pissed that this old fag could think I was gay. But another side of me was somewhat amused by it all. Imagine, I thought, me an ex-jock, college football player, now married for 20 years and with two kids, mistook by this little faggot for a potential boyfriend.

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My Night of Man to Man Fun

Monday, December 3rd, 2007

How I found my new male lover.

Although I have yet to live out this fantasy, I know I would like to have it happen. Can’t wait to set it up and give it a try.
I decided one night to search the Internet and find a site where I could find males in my living area who were either bi or gay. I am a bi male in his early 30’s who was looking to hook up for some fun with another guy to help live out each others fantasies. Low and behold would I be surprised by what would happen when I did find someone.
I found a site where I joined a group and searched through the members listed to find someone who lived within the area I did. I emailed a couple of them and invited them to chat if they wanted to. For about a week I heard from no one. I was beginning to think I would not be able to live my “hard dream”. Good things come to those who wait. I finally received an email from a guy who lived within 10 miles. He said he was interested in chatting. I set up a time where the two of us could chat and exchange pics. The night came for the chat. We started by describing ourselves to each other. Along with the description came photos attached. He was a nice looking, average guy; kind of like myself. What I liked best was the pic of his cock he sent next. I got hard and my mouth began to water. He said he liked the pic of me and said he would like to meet very soon. This got my blood flowing and heart pumping as I thought ‘It will finally happen’.

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