In the Army
Posted on: March 15, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
One night around 3 in the morning I went to the local grocery store for some food. As I was shopping I saw this butch guy in army fatigues. Naturally I began to cruise him. He was thick and hot with a shaved head. his muscles were bulging out from his fatigues and hair was popping out from his shirt. We were in the frozen food aisle and could not keep my eyes off of him. He was looking for something and the way he was positioned I could see a nice bulge in his pants. He had not shaven in a couple of days and the stubble on his face was really getting my juices flowing. I kept staring at him knowing that he could fell my deep stare. It was of no matter to me. He looked over at me and I quickly looked away. Blood ran to my face and I could tell I was getting flushed. I looked over at him again and he looked at me and smiled. I was embarrassed at being caught a second time in less than 20 seconds. I moved down the aisle as my cock began to get erect. I could feel it press against my leg it was warm and sticky. I was so turned on pre-cum began to drip put of my head. I had, had enough so I went into the restroom to jack off in the stall. I was getting even hornier with each step I took ...
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Cannibals; At Last We Will Be Full
Posted on: March 09, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
The whiskey is finished finally. My husband Greg is distant as ever, he stands just at my fingertips; he won’t let me lean into him. I don’t think I’m magic for him anymore.Seven years of my problems, his problems, and our problems--that pressure turned devotion into responsibility. Our Santeria, our spin, yell, dance, and body possession of that raging spirit--that otherworldly force that had always been him and me—us, I suppose our Santeria is no longer supported by the crowd that gathers in tourist clumps in the Voodoo Museum.Is it my current situation? I’m sure it is the fact that I called him on it. I made him look at his responsibility for his role in our problems with 62 pictures of my face and body in various shades of watercolors; some blue, and green. My skin, was a study of a pond at night in those pictures. The aesthetic disappeared when you turn the picture over and read the date and time glowing orange in the corner. Ponds don’t change colors that fast, not even ponds at night, but I did. Those pictures I had kept hidden at a friend’s house. Can life, even the tooth and nail kind that I’ve lead; can it support such a cannibal? By cannibal, I mean Greg and me. It is what we are, cannibals feeding off of each other so many years that love expressed in fuel consuming fire, we’re ...
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My Driver
Posted on: March 09, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
It was a warmish day in July and I was on my way to college. I had a man who would drive me through the countryside to get to the college his name was Alec. He was in his 50's and had a chubby belly. It was one of his sexiest features in my opinion. I had never really liked him in that way until a few months before this.He had picked me up in the morning and I noticed he was wearing a pair or tight black shorts. This made me hard and I stared at it for the whole hour I spent with him that morning.I could not concentrate all day in college for the thought of his sexy belly hanging over his tight shorts and his horny ass. I just wanted to get home and stare at them again.When it was eventually time for me to go home I was hugely disappointed, he had put pants back on. I sat there on the way home and then he suddenly said, "This is no use!" and swerved into a nearby lane. We stopped and my heart started banging, why had he stopped? "I noticed you have been staring at me," he finally said."Have I?" I stammered."Yes and I just want to say I like it."I felt really confused; I thought he was angry when he turned in. Obviously I was mistaken."In fact, if you are looking at me like I think you are then I have one thing to ...
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Top To Bottom
Posted on: March 09, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
TOP TO BOTTOMfiction from TedEBearHaving been a top for more than 10 years now, I found myself getting antsy to let myself be taken. It has been a long time since I have let a man even get near my ass with a finger, let alone try to fuck me. I do however have a penchant for larger guys, being on the small side myself. To me, there is nothing better than being on top of a big, burly, man. There is no shortage of big guys that love to get plowed either. But, it was my turn to be bottom up, and I still wanted a big guy. Having heard about the rest areas in my area, I decided that there would be no better place to start.It was a warm night and getting toward sundown when I decided to venture out to an out of the way rest area. I knew by the time I got there, that many of the truckers would be pulling in and stopping for the night. By the time I got there, the adrenalin was pumping through my veins and making my cock throb. Parking my Ram 1500 in a dark spot, I scouted the area and saw many trucks already parked. Maybe it was going to be my lucky night. Adjusting myself in my pants, I got out of the truck and decided to make my way to the restroom. Not sure whether it was my nerves or the temperature, I felt it ...
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Top To Bottom Part 2
Posted on: March 09, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Top to Bottom Part II a work of fiction by Theo Well, I did say that I never thought I would hear from Doug again, and I did say that was another story. This is that story. If you recall from my last story, Doug turned me into a bottom. This is the tale of how I turned the tables on him, and made him bottom for me. It had been a few months since I heard from Doug, and one morning, he called me out of the blue. He told me that he was going to be traveling through my town, and wanted to hook up with me again. I told him that he was more than welcome anytime. Not being familiar with my area, I agreed to meet him at the rest area where we first met and fucked in his truck. Maybe we could play some more in his big rig. The two days I had to wait before he got here were going to be murder, but I could hold out. Just the thought of rubbing up against his solid, barrel shaped body, and tasting his hot cock again, kept me going. The time passed quickly and I soon found myself on the road to the rest area to meet Doug. It was late morning and there were very few trucks there and I was able to spot his immediately. Parking in the car lot, I walked over to his semi. Seeing the curtains pulled, I figured ...
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Dirty Talk
Posted on: March 04, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Him: Are you coming to bed now or are you going to be on that computer all night?Me: I’m coming, jeez.Him: You in the mood tonight?Me: When am I not?Him: Psh. It’s rare but it happens.Me: Why? What are you in the mood for?Him: I’m not really sure. You?Me: If you’re asking… I’d be up for topping.Him: HA. Me: -pout-Him: Alright fine, if you can answer this question right I’ll let you fuck me.Me: What? Like a riddle?Him: Do you want to or not?Me: Fine, what’s the question?Him: What’s my favorite thing to do in bed.Me: Clearly it’s stealing the duvet and making me freeze.Him: Hey, I already apologized for that this morning, if you aren’t going to take the question seriously then you can forget fucking me.Me: Fine, fine, fine. Ummm, well, you have quite a few favorites I think.Him: Be more specific.Me: You love getting your dick sucked.Him: Yeah…Me: And you love it when I play with your foreskin.Him: Yeah…Me: Especially when I tongue it.Him: Mmhmm.Me: But then again you really get off when I tease your nipples.Him: Always.Me: You love it when I’m gentle at first then bite the hell out of them.Him: God yeah. Me: Did I guess the right one yet?Him: Not even close.Me: For fucks sake you’re being difficult.Him: Finish what you started and guess.Me: Hmph. You really like when I scratch up your back.Him: Yeah…Me: And when I grab your ass and leave marks.Him: Hahaha yeah.Me: And when I lick your armpits.Him: Well, you ...
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The Tree Feller- Part Two
Posted on: March 04, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
We lay for a while side by side, stroking each others bodies and feeling our cocks swell and grow hard again. Beautiful. Warmed and relaxed, I flung back the bed clothes and gazed upon the man beside me. I propped myself up on one elbow and began to trace the outline of his muscles. I reached over to the bedside table and opened a small bottle of olive oil. He lay back smiling indulgently as I drizzled a small film of oil onto his beautiful chest. I massaged it in with my palm. his pectorals gleamed and took on fantastic definition. They were almost slabs of hard flesh, now with hard nipples and dark circles around them. I worked down over his abs, bringing them into sharp definition also. My cock swelled rigidly erect as I grasped his own and worked it with a film of oil. Down and around his thighs and back to that wonderful cock and balls. He was close to 7.1/2 inches I guessed. I am just over seven and he had the edge on me! He chuckled softly at times and occasionally made a low moan when I worked his cock to an ever harder erect rod of throbbing flesh. “Stand”, I said. He did, in front of the wardrobe mirror, and in the soft light I gasped at the image. He glowed and shone as his magnificent muscle structure caught the light. Across his shoulders, down his biceps, back to his deeply cleft chest and ...
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Boy At The Window ~ Part 1
Posted on: February 27, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Boy At The WindowPart 1Michael wasn’t what you’d call your typical English 18 year old. He had a few strange hobbies that made him afraid to bring girls back to his house. And he wasn’t really confident with girls anyway. He could chat them up no problem. He could move with them on the dance floor. But when it came to anything sexual, Michael got nervous. And then he usual turned and ran. He wasn’t really confident about his body. He had quite a nice sized cock, a good set of low hanging balls. It was just that it was all covered in quite a lot of hair. And not just his cock and balls either, his chest, his pits, his legs and especially his arse. He quite liked it, to run a finger back through the hair around his tight pink pucker while he masturbated in the mirror, but he wasn’t sure girls were attracted to a hairy arse. Little did he know, there were plenty of men in his village that were…This is Michael’s story.* * * * *Michael had thought he might not be into girls for a different reason for some time. He’d found himself looking at men’s cocks in the changing rooms at the local swimming pool, and he’d sometimes have found his eye wandering at the urinals. He’d even made an account on a gay social networking site, but he hadn’t spent much time on it. But there was one thing that made him think ...
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Untitled Masterpiece #3: Openings
Posted on: February 27, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
UNTITLED MASTERPEICEPART ONE: BODIESOPENINGSFor the second day in a row, Ian woke up easily and fully rested. Today he felt a little more at home. He rose from his bed and wasn’t as startled by his surroundings. It was beginning to feel like home. He meandered to the mini fridge that he’d finally stocked with his favorite beverage, very sweet iced tea, poured himself a large glass, in one of the liquor glasses that were already there and enjoyed. After the first sip, he lit the first smoke of the day and clicked the button that opened the glass doors allowing the morning freshness in.Not bothering to cover himself, he figured what the hell at this point, stepped out onto the balcony and took a deep breath. Sitting his cig in the ashtray nearby, he stretched and yawned, surveying the backyard at the same time. his eyes couldn’t help but wander over into the next yard to see if the stranger was anywhere around.The balcony was empty, but the curtains opened. He could see the white jockeys still crumpled on the floor of the balcony. He laughed a little to himself and was kind of surprised to feel a little tingle in his crotch. He started a little when he heard a voice from behind the fence shout.“Come on, I’ve got to go!”He assumed it was the strangers voice, after all, all he had heard previously was what he thought were a ...
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The Tree Feller.
Posted on: February 21, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I have several acres of bush beyond my house and love to walk there in the dappled sunlight that filters through the high canopy. I also manage the small forest for winter fuel for a wood stove and heating. I love to strip to the waist and feel the sun on my torso as I swing the axe and split the wood. I work up a sweat and enjoy running my hand over my muscles as they tighten with the work. I had discovered a tall tree that had developed a dangerous lean after a season of extra heavy rain followed by fierce winds. The tree needed to come down and although I usually fell my own trees, this one needed an expert tree feller to avoid damaging two beautiful blackwoods close by. I made telephone enquiries to find someone who would come to my remote location and found a man who agreed to travel the distance. An already beautiful day was made more so when he arrived. He was magnificent to behold! About 6 feet tall and ruggedly built. Early thirties I surmised, with a shock of unruly, dark brown hair, green eyes and a smile that radiated well-being as he shook my hand and introduced himself. “Jake”, he said. We chatted briefly and then drove in his ute to a clearing off the track that gave easy access to the tree he was to bring down. He admired the bush and said how he too loved to bush walk: ...
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Chasing The Perfect Chub
Posted on: February 21, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Gerry was one hot chub and he knew it. A face as handsome as the devil would hand out with come-to-bed eyes and a mouth that was made for kissing and sucking was just the start of it. He had broad shoulders and a great big, hairy chest that was home to two large, brown nipples that jutted out like little javelins. his big, firm beer belly rose up underneath his chest and gave way to an immensely hairy bush and a surprisingly long and thin, uncircumcised cock that hung over a pair of super fat, hairy brown nuts. his tree trunk thighs and shapely legs were covered in dark brown fur. But it was his ass that broke many a chaser's heart. It was big and round and firm and as smooth as the day he was born. It was as pale as alabaster, contrasting with his olive complexion.When I say that Gerry knew he was hot, it doesn't mean he was arrogant, far from it; it just means he knew his worth and was not shy to get what he wanted. Sometimes when he was feeling lazy he let chasers hunt him down. At other times he charmed and seduced his way into men's hearts. Gerry liked every kind of man going. One week I'd see him hanging around with some skinny, smooth twink with pretty boy looks and then the next he would be with a hunky black stud. I've watched him fuck an ass as fat as ...
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Opposites Attract
Posted on: February 15, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Jason was nineteen, newly independent and hormones were pumping through his veins. As he looked around his new apartment he had only one thought in mind: sex. Now that he had his own place he could bring people home. That is, if he could find any people to bring home.He was so horny that his cum just about seeped out of his eager young cock. He gave his balls a quick scratch and in next to no time his slender cock was hard again. What was he to do about this demanding monster? As he stroked his cock through his shorts he thought about his options. He could have another wank, his second of the day, or he could go out and try and find the real thing.For all his horny hunger Jason was still a virgin. Until yesterday he had lived with his parents. Now he had the freedom of his own apartment. And he intended to make full use of it. Grabbing his keys, he adjusted his package for modesty, and left the apartment.It was a beautiful summer day. There was not a cloud in the sky. A light breeze kept the temperatures bearable. Instinctively Jason headed for the park. Something told him that it would be a good place to hang out. He saw some kids his age messing about on their skate boards, and he went to watch them. As beautiful as they were, with their baggy pants revealing snake hips, they were not what he wanted.What ...
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Biker Man
Posted on: February 15, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Biker Man Story by Richard Barber Near where I live is an old drive-in theater, which on Saturdays and Sundays becomes a big Flea Market. It’s a hot place to cruise, and sometimes I would spot a hot looking dude and when the opportunity would present itself, I would invite a stud over to my place and seduce him. One day while shopping I spotted a guy all dressed in biker leather. Wow! This guy was hot. I couldn’t help but notice his sexy smile under his blond mustache. A set of dark sunglasses wrapped around his high cheekbones covered his eyes. He took off his jacket, and threw it over his shoulder as he strutted down the aisles looking over the merchandise, while I looked over his ‘merchandise’. He wore no shirt under his tightly fitted leather vest that emphasized his muscular sweaty body. There were tattoos on his arms, his upper chest, and torso. He just reeked of sexy masculinity with every step of his trim body. his legs were covered with formfitting leather chaps and his tight jeans hugged his round firm butt. Under his worn jeans his leather chaps emphasized his bulging crotch. In his left rear pocket was the edge of a blue bandanna. Even his black biker boots were sexy. He was hot looking and he knew it. As I stood watching and lusting over this hot looking stud, he reached for ...
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