Alarm Bells
Posted on: March 30, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
I was waiting at work for the alarm guy to turn up to service the system. The company had called and said their guy would be about 45 min. I dismissed the staff and was waiting, bored and horny. 30 minutes in to the wait I decided to logon to Squirt to see if there were any guys out there as horny and needy as me. I hooked up with this rugby fan and was planning our meet when the door bell rang. I had to readjust my self, knock down the image, and answer the guy. It was James, the engineer of my dreams - 5'7” dark hair chopped, sideburns and a goatee. (I do like the feel of facial hair on my dick.) I had wanked off about him several times; he remembered my name and we shook hands. He went to the control panel and started to fix it. I watched as his body moved up and down. As he bent over I remembered the dream I had about him with me fucking his tight arse. Ohh... Instead of my dick getting softer it was showing more. I asked him if he minded me going to the office and he said no. I finished my conversation with ruggerguy and agreed to meet him in Finsbury Park. I was shutting down when James knocked the door and walked in. My dick had tented my trousers. Did he see? He said he needed to change one of the PIRs and ...
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The Hot, Red Ass
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
Mrs. Brockett, my babysitter had done it to me when I was twelve and had misbehaved. She had made me pull my pants down, bend over her big knees, and had spanked me. She had spanked me hard!She had told my parents what I had done, and they approved of her punishment even though I complained that a babysitter should not be able to touch me! But secretly, that night, alone in my room I jerked off thinking of her hand hitting my rubbery ass. Mrs. Brockett had no idea what genie she had let out of the bottle for as she had spanked me, I had hardened. As she had spanked me, I had imagined her fingers going where I fingered myself, where I pushed things up inside me. And then I had imagined she was a man, a man who would do what I desperately wanted.My secret life was just that, secret. I would spank myself, I had made several paddles for this purpose. I dated, but not seriously. I went to college, got laid by a woman, but it all seemed so much less than what I really needed. I have never gotten very tall, 5'6" and was very slim. Being small was not a benefit in college.When I graduated, I got a job at an advertising firm. I was 22 and acted as their gopher. I knew I was beginning at the bottom, but there ...
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Bite Me
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
I was laying in our soft king sized bed; Zac's large muscular frame was positioned over me. My whole body was humming and Zac wouldn't stop touching me. His hands slid eagerly over my thin chest, the calloused pads of his fingertips going up and down my body, sliding their way through my thin layer of body hair. Tonight was special, tonight was my birthday and Zac was concentrated on pleasing me and nothing else. "Fuck Zac. I want you... please" I begged him. He was so concentrated on my pleasure that I knew he wouldn't turn down my begging."Tell me what you want Taylor... beg for it." Zac told me in a husky sort of voice, full of passion and desire. His dick was hard and I could feel its length and thickness rubbing against my thigh."Fuck Zac. I want you to be rough with me. I want it to hurt." I told him. I had always enjoyed a certain level of pain during sex. Zac however, was always hesitant to give me the pain I desired. Zac was always afraid of hurting me. He'd always been a strong believer in 'making love' not simply fucking. Sometimes though, I craved for him to fuck me. I needed him to slam his long thick cock into me with little or no warning and fuck me until I screamed. So anytime he offered me a night of pleasure, ...
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Taking a Slave for the Night
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
This story is dedicated to Aiden. You asked for it so here it is.“Hey Greg! Are you ready yet? Come on man, your holdin’ us up!”“Yeah yeah just give me second,” I yelled back, slipping on my best jeans. The ones that showed off my package. I sprayed a bit of Calvin Klein over me as I left my apartment with my friends. We were going downtown to the newest and hottest club in the city and I was definitely ready to get laid. I had this mindset as we made our way into the club. Even if it wasn’t the newest club, it was certainly the most crowded with wall-to-wall guys. It also must have been the hottest because they were throwing their shirts off every which way but I didn’t complain. For most of the night we danced, drank, and partied our asses off. So my friends ditched me after the first hour, probably to get laid themselves, and I was left at the bar, scouting the room for any cute eye candy. I knew in a club like this there would be the completely ripped, bodybuilders but that wasn’t my type. I looked around for the shy guys in the corners, the ones that could be dominated. A slave. There were a few guys with potential but none of them really stood up to my high standards. I finally gave up looking and decided to take a leak before I left when this guy just bumped into me ...
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A Fish Story
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
Ok it's been about two years since I was with my friend Willy and I kinda forgot the hole thing until I went to my local aquarium store. I was looking for a certain species of fish when I noticed this guy checking me out. I thought to myself. "Dude do you think that guy's gay?" I stood there thinking about what it would be like sucking this guy’s cock, when suddenly I was awakened from my gay dream. This guy asked me if I could help him with his tank. I first thought he was going to show me a picture of it, but actually he asked me to go to his house and look at it. I said. "Sure why not."He said his name was Daniel, and he lived right around the corner. So I followed Daniel to his house wondering what the hell I was doing. When we got to his house I went straight to the aquarium to see what his problem might be. I knelt down on my knees to get a closer look when Daniel stood behind me, put his hand on my shoulder and leaned over to point at something in the tank. As we talked I noticed Daniel started rubbing my neck with his thumb. That’s when I knew. I turned around on my knees and asked in a jokingly way, "Do you have any trouser trout?” He smiled and pushed his crotch in my face. I looked in his hazel eyes ...
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First Time with A Man
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
For a long time, I had fantasized about being with another guy. Every time I masturbated it would be to pictures of men and I would always imagine being with another man and having his dick in my mouth. It wasn’t until my freshman year in college that my fantasy turned into reality. I met Donnie when I first moved into my dorm room. He lived three doors down from me and we quickly became friends. I had never thought of Donnie as a lover or even as someone interested in me. However, I was always noticing his nice bulge when I would catch him in his boxers or bathrobe. Multiple times I would imagine what it looked like, and what it would feel like to suck on.After the first semester, he moved out of my dorm and into a different one. I would go to his dorm and hang out with him multiple times and we would always have a few drinks and stay up late playing video games. His roommate was rarely around, and in the last month of the semester, Donnie’s roommate had officially moved out – this made my time in his room increase dramatically.One late night, we were playing video games and just hanging out with some beer and tequila. Normally I would just walk back across campus to my room to sleep for the night – but this night was different. I had decided ...
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Suburban Dads
Posted on: March 25, 2009Copyright © 2009 Sticky Pen
Suburban DadsChris was my neighbor. Our back yards actually touched at an angle of the cul-de-sac subdivision where we each lived with our wives and family. We were both family men with kids. He was a doctor with four small children and I was a rising executive with a large corporation with three young sons.Over a period of several years, Chris and I became good friends in that way that you develop and have a good neighborhood friend. We borrowed tools from each other, went to the same neighborhood parties, did the manly gossip of sports and politics, and occasionally would drink some beers together. Our wives were buddies and shopped together, baby-sat for each other and spent a lot of time together at various of the typical neighborhood functions. Chris and I rarely spent time together without there being kids or wives around as well.We were just your typical neighborhood husbands. Chris was ever busy with his growing medical practice with lots of his time at the hospital and I did a lot of travel, around the country. I was the ever-faithful hubby at home and would never have gotten my pants off in any situation, a great believer that you “never do it on your own doorstep”. When I was out of town, however, I enjoyed being a bit of a bad boy when I had the chance to play, and it was seldom with another female! I had ...
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