Sharing Erotic Encounter / Stories of the sexual kind (compiled) - STRICTLY NO PICTURES ALLOWED

[Yas1950]

16 hours ago, SpecyBoi said:

We’ve not met up for awhile and I’m in a relationship now, so those can only be hot memories 😛

Thanks for yr response. Anyways if you happen to hook up again please do share with us.
Al the very best in your escapades.

[Guest Guest665]

It’s midnight, where lust and eroticism filled the cold but cozy air in the room. A step closer to the fantasies I’ve built overtime—I’m sharing a room, nay, the same bed with him. We had a wild time the past 24h; a heavy brunch, a macabre activity, an adrenaline rush at the rides and a wild night at the club. We were drained.

The lights went out and we whispered how the day and night went. I steered our conversation towards my longing towards him by asking when he’d be back from overseas. “Oh, I see, mm…” were all the words-turned-syllables that echoed and faded into the dark night.

Deep down, I was sober and awake, and I was thirsting for what I’ve always wanted… “A cuddle, for starters?”, my body thought as it programmed itself to awake near dawn when I inched myself closer to his warmth. Our backs pit against each other, balancing comfortability and temperature dynamics. 

 

I proceeded to lay an arm over those arched shoulders and it was an intimate distance that afforded his comforting scent—that of laundry retrieved from a cozy busk under the sun. So, so, fizzy and mellow.

 

He proceeded to turn his back against me, and I received mixed signals—either he’s aware and doesn’t want to be disturbed or that he simply wanted a big spoon from a small spoon. An arm over his hips, he adjusted himself without taking it away, and we continued to lay like that for a good 5 minutes. It was a beginner-cuddle-success.

The dawn broke gradually and so did his dashing appearance become more visible under the twilight rays. 

I slowly got up, awakening him who was likely already awoken at dawn. He asked what I was up to, and I got water, freshened up and climbed back onto the bed, more revitalised and ready than ever. 

 

I scrolled the screen without the sheets and dived near him soon after. He asked if I was cold and I took that invitation in a flash. “Yea”

“Come in?”, as he lifted the sheets, exposing a snug-able spot which I pounced on, into his warm embrace.

Our boundaries were were a soft pillow used to prevent our crotches from touching. But I did accidentally wrap my thighs too close to his, which exposed my gradual erection. What a cad, he might’ve thought. A strategic move, I thought—it shows my sexual affection towards him. 
 

What’s more, my hands landed naturally and strategically on his crotch, which I prevented myself from simulating, what a torture for him *scoffs*.

 

We’re good bros who trust each other on a sexual level, which explains our intimate love without the usual activities that steepens people’s relationship towards the turning point. A good friend, with cuddle benefits. 

[briefsnottrunks]

1 hour ago, Guest Guest665 said:

It’s midnight, where lust and eroticism filled the cold but cozy air in the room. A step closer to the fantasies I’ve built overtime—I’m sharing a room, nay, the same bed with him. We had a wild time the past 24h; a heavy brunch, a macabre activity, an adrenaline rush at the rides and a wild night at the club. We were drained.

The lights went out and we whispered how the day and night went. I steered our conversation towards my longing towards him by asking when he’d be back from overseas. “Oh, I see, mm…” were all the words-turned-syllables that echoed and faded into the dark night.

Deep down, I was sober and awake, and I was thirsting for what I’ve always wanted… “A cuddle, for starters?”, my body thought as it programmed itself to awake near dawn when I inched myself closer to his warmth. Our backs pit against each other, balancing comfortability and temperature dynamics. 

 

I proceeded to lay an arm over those arched shoulders and it was an intimate distance that afforded his comforting scent—that of laundry retrieved from a cozy busk under the sun. So, so, fizzy and mellow.

 

He proceeded to turn his back against me, and I received mixed signals—either he’s aware and doesn’t want to be disturbed or that he simply wanted a big spoon from a small spoon. An arm over his hips, he adjusted himself without taking it away, and we continued to lay like that for a good 5 minutes. It was a beginner-cuddle-success.

The dawn broke gradually and so did his dashing appearance become more visible under the twilight rays. 

I slowly got up, awakening him who was likely already awoken at dawn. He asked what I was up to, and I got water, freshened up and climbed back onto the bed, more revitalised and ready than ever. 

 

I scrolled the screen without the sheets and dived near him soon after. He asked if I was cold and I took that invitation in a flash. “Yea”

“Come in?”, as he lifted the sheets, exposing a snug-able spot which I pounced on, into his warm embrace.

Our boundaries were were a soft pillow used to prevent our crotches from touching. But I did accidentally wrap my thighs too close to his, which exposed my gradual erection. What a cad, he might’ve thought. A strategic move, I thought—it shows my sexual affection towards him. 
 

What’s more, my hands landed naturally and strategically on his crotch, which I prevented myself from simulating, what a torture for him *scoffs*.

 

We’re good bros who trust each other on a sexual level, which explains our intimate love without the usual activities that steepens people’s relationship towards the turning point. A good friend, with cuddle benefits. 

 

You're such a cock tease 😂

[Guest Lim]

Visited a bath house in Busan when I was there last week. The place was big and just a few mature men were in the facility maybe it was Monday morning.

I m a bit of exhibit, so I always get horny and easily pick up a hardon whenever seeing such places were empty with only a few naked men in it. 

I was already half hard when entering the bath area towards the shower. Only 2 men were there when I entered and they were in different pool. I was facing the wall during the shower because my dick was going hard slowly. After I m done, I covered my fully erected dick with my hand and went into 1 of the pool quickly that occupied by a man. That man was probably in his late 40s. His eyes were closed with his head lying on the edge of the pool. He was waken up by the water sound of me entering the pool. As he opened his eyes to check, I was about to sit in the water and my hand had just let go from my hard dick that was just above the water and he saw it. He gave a quick stare at me and we had eye contact on and off.

After about 15mins, the man at the next pool left the room after taking his shower and we were the only 2 left in the area. Not long, he stood up from the water and went to the shower to take a rinse. Wow....his bushy pub and his long fat meaty soft dick make me go hard in water again. He was facing the wall when he was taking his rinse but turned his head around on and off to check the surrounding.

After his rinse, he covered his dick with his hand and walked towards the pool again. Half way walking when he saw nobody was coming into our area. He let go his hand and gosh...his dick was hard erected. Obviously he was showing to me. He has got a really thick 1. He came and sat next to me in the water and my heart was pumping fast at that moment. He started saying hello and introduced himself. He was a Korean and was in Busan for a few business meetings in coming days. After a short conversation, he touched my leg and went on to hold my hard dick and of course, I wrapped his hard dick in my hand too and stroked it in the water. He asked me if I wanted to proceed in his hotel room and I agreed. 

Coincidentally, we stay in the same hotel but at different level. We had a quick rinse and were admiring each other hard dicks on and off during the shower. We left the public bath and proceed to his room for further. 

He was quite horny, I think. He stripped off everything so quickly while I m still taking off my tee. His hard dick sprung out of his underwear when he was pulling down his shorts and underwear together. He pulled me to sit on his bed and make me suck his hard dick. His erected dick was about 5-5.5", probably another 1-1.5" longer than his soft dick but went really thick and fat and engorged with lots of veins. 

The 10mins of suck was good. I can taste and smell his precum getting stronger and stronger. He stopped me and pulled out his dick from my mouth after 10mins of sucking. I saw his engorged dick twitching with few drips of white semen leaking out from it. I can tell from his facial expression that he was controlling not to cum. He then push me down onto the bed and pull off my shorts and underwear and went on top of me. I hugged him tightly and also with both of my legs locked over his back thighs and we kissed passionately. 

After a long foreplay, he got up from the bed, went to his bag and took out his condom and lub. He wanted me to help him put on the condom. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed while he stood in front of me waiting for me to open the condom and put it on for him. I can't control myself seeing that hard dick in front of me. Half way opening the condom, I gave a few suck. He then held my head and mouth fxxk me for awhile too.

After putting on the condom, he pressed the lub onto my hand. After applying the lub onto his hard dick in condom, he pushed me back onto the bed, pulled me towards him and to the edge of the bed. He lifted my legs up and put his dick slowly into my hole while standing on the ground and finally I gave a soft moan after he pushed his whole dick in. He bent himself over me, I hugged him and he started fxxking and kissing me. He was really a good Top. He can fxxk me slow and can fxxk me hard and wild too. I really moan whenever his dick hit my p spot.

He continue by pushing me back to the center of the bed, and then he came up onto the bed and fxxk me in spooning position. It was also a turn on hearing him mumbling some Korean when fxxking me. On and off during the fxxk, he also did whisper to me in English "you like it ?". His English with his manly Korean accent got me more submissive to him. 

Soon, he turned me around and we continued with missionary position. I can tell that he was cumming soon because he was controlling his humping by stopping on and off while we were kissing. 

He got up on his knees after we kissed for 5-10mins. He held my legs up and pulled out his hard dick. All I saw was his hard dick twitching and his "shiok exhausted " facial expression. He put his dick back into my hole again while holding my legs and then go in and out slow for a few good times. Finally, he let go my legs and fxxk me hard and rough in missionary again.

As his hard dick hit my p spot constantly and my dick was rubbing on his abs as he hump me, I can no longer control. I moaned and cum.

Soon, I felt his body "shivered" like having electric shock when hugging him. His humping went hard and rough this time and then he gave out a few soft "arh...arh...arh..."next to my ear. I knew he had cum. After a few slow humping, he came to a stop and I heard him taking few deep breath next to my ear. He took a minute of rest on top of me with his dick still in my hole. Soon, he lifted up his head and gave me a smile and kiss. I stopped him from pulling out his dick. I told him I love his dick to be in my hole for a while more. He laughed and continue to give me a few slow hump in my hole. 

After a few good minutes, he pulled out his dick and got up. He was kneeling in between my legs removing the condom and his dick was still hard. We went to take a shower together and had a good chat. We continue to meet up for the next 3 nights for dinner and sex until he left Busan. 

 

My next sex journey was in Seoul with a gym rat daddy who stalk me in a sports store. TBC... 

 

 

[Kenjikenji]

On 9/6/2023 at 4:39 PM, Magicno3 said:

We are two well-maintained alpha males in our fifties who love to share a bottom. We invited this muscular young man in his early thirties to come to our place the other day. Once he arrived, we asked him to take a shower. We intentionally left the door open so that we could watch him strip. As soon as he started showering, we walked in and just stood there to watch. He immediately got a hard-on and tried very hard to cover his dick.

 

We told him that it was okay and that we loved to see him stroke his dick. He was hesitant at first, but we eventually convinced him to stroke his dick for us. He did it slowly at first, but then he started to get into it. He stroked his dick faster and faster, and he started to moan. We loved watching him, and we could tell that he was enjoying it too.

 

We got him to towel himself dry and have him join us in the bedroom. He was nervous at first, but we reassured him that everything was going to be okay. We started by kissing him, and then we slowly moved our hands down his body. He was so soft and smooth, and we couldn't wait to touch him everywhere.

 

We started by licking his nipples, and then we moved down to his stomach. We kissed and sucked his belly button, and then we moved down to his cock. We took turns sucking his cock, and he moaned in pleasure. He was so hard, and we could tell that he was ready to cum.

 

We moved down to his balls, and we licked and sucked them. He moaned even louder, and we knew that he was about to cum. We moved back up to his cock, and we started to stroke it faster.

 

He was already so horny and was begging to have some cocks to suck. One of us stripped and got him on his knees to suck the hard cock while the other remained fully clothed enjoying the show. The boy was loving the fact that he is being watched while getting his mouth busy. We were so turned on by then we started taking turns to split roast him and we could tell that he was really enjoying it. He was moaning and groaning, and his cock was getting harder and harder. We knew that he was about to cum with one dick in his mouth and another in his ass, fucking him harder, he cum all over the sheets. We then took turns to cum in his mouth. He is definitely one of the better fuck we have recently. 

So hot 

[manehiso]

20 hours ago, Guest Lim said:

My next sex journey was in Seoul with a gym rat daddy who stalk me in a sports store. TBC... 

Please do continue soon.. Haha.. 

[Guest guest]

On 9/19/2023 at 1:46 AM, Guest Lim said:

Visited a bath house in Busan when I was there last week. The place was big and just a few mature men were in the facility maybe it was Monday morning.

I m a bit of exhibit, so I always get horny and easily pick up a hardon whenever seeing such places were empty with only a few naked men in it. 

I was already half hard when entering the bath area towards the shower. Only 2 men were there when I entered and they were in different pool. I was facing the wall during the shower because my dick was going hard slowly. After I m done, I covered my fully erected dick with my hand and went into 1 of the pool quickly that occupied by a man. That man was probably in his late 40s. His eyes were closed with his head lying on the edge of the pool. He was waken up by the water sound of me entering the pool. As he opened his eyes to check, I was about to sit in the water and my hand had just let go from my hard dick that was just above the water and he saw it. He gave a quick stare at me and we had eye contact on and off.

After about 15mins, the man at the next pool left the room after taking his shower and we were the only 2 left in the area. Not long, he stood up from the water and went to the shower to take a rinse. Wow....his bushy pub and his long fat meaty soft dick make me go hard in water again. He was facing the wall when he was taking his rinse but turned his head around on and off to check the surrounding.

After his rinse, he covered his dick with his hand and walked towards the pool again. Half way walking when he saw nobody was coming into our area. He let go his hand and gosh...his dick was hard erected. Obviously he was showing to me. He has got a really thick 1. He came and sat next to me in the water and my heart was pumping fast at that moment. He started saying hello and introduced himself. He was a Korean and was in Busan for a few business meetings in coming days. After a short conversation, he touched my leg and went on to hold my hard dick and of course, I wrapped his hard dick in my hand too and stroked it in the water. He asked me if I wanted to proceed in his hotel room and I agreed. 

Coincidentally, we stay in the same hotel but at different level. We had a quick rinse and were admiring each other hard dicks on and off during the shower. We left the public bath and proceed to his room for further. 

He was quite horny, I think. He stripped off everything so quickly while I m still taking off my tee. His hard dick sprung out of his underwear when he was pulling down his shorts and underwear together. He pulled me to sit on his bed and make me suck his hard dick. His erected dick was about 5-5.5", probably another 1-1.5" longer than his soft dick but went really thick and fat and engorged with lots of veins. 

The 10mins of suck was good. I can taste and smell his precum getting stronger and stronger. He stopped me and pulled out his dick from my mouth after 10mins of sucking. I saw his engorged dick twitching with few drips of white semen leaking out from it. I can tell from his facial expression that he was controlling not to cum. He then push me down onto the bed and pull off my shorts and underwear and went on top of me. I hugged him tightly and also with both of my legs locked over his back thighs and we kissed passionately. 

After a long foreplay, he got up from the bed, went to his bag and took out his condom and lub. He wanted me to help him put on the condom. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed while he stood in front of me waiting for me to open the condom and put it on for him. I can't control myself seeing that hard dick in front of me. Half way opening the condom, I gave a few suck. He then held my head and mouth fxxk me for awhile too.

After putting on the condom, he pressed the lub onto my hand. After applying the lub onto his hard dick in condom, he pushed me back onto the bed, pulled me towards him and to the edge of the bed. He lifted my legs up and put his dick slowly into my hole while standing on the ground and finally I gave a soft moan after he pushed his whole dick in. He bent himself over me, I hugged him and he started fxxking and kissing me. He was really a good Top. He can fxxk me slow and can fxxk me hard and wild too. I really moan whenever his dick hit my p spot.

He continue by pushing me back to the center of the bed, and then he came up onto the bed and fxxk me in spooning position. It was also a turn on hearing him mumbling some Korean when fxxking me. On and off during the fxxk, he also did whisper to me in English "you like it ?". His English with his manly Korean accent got me more submissive to him. 

Soon, he turned me around and we continued with missionary position. I can tell that he was cumming soon because he was controlling his humping by stopping on and off while we were kissing. 

He got up on his knees after we kissed for 5-10mins. He held my legs up and pulled out his hard dick. All I saw was his hard dick twitching and his "shiok exhausted " facial expression. He put his dick back into my hole again while holding my legs and then go in and out slow for a few good times. Finally, he let go my legs and fxxk me hard and rough in missionary again.

As his hard dick hit my p spot constantly and my dick was rubbing on his abs as he hump me, I can no longer control. I moaned and cum.

Soon, I felt his body "shivered" like having electric shock when hugging him. His humping went hard and rough this time and then he gave out a few soft "arh...arh...arh..."next to my ear. I knew he had cum. After a few slow humping, he came to a stop and I heard him taking few deep breath next to my ear. He took a minute of rest on top of me with his dick still in my hole. Soon, he lifted up his head and gave me a smile and kiss. I stopped him from pulling out his dick. I told him I love his dick to be in my hole for a while more. He laughed and continue to give me a few slow hump in my hole. 

After a few good minutes, he pulled out his dick and got up. He was kneeling in between my legs removing the condom and his dick was still hard. We went to take a shower together and had a good chat. We continue to meet up for the next 3 nights for dinner and sex until he left Busan. 

 

My next sex journey was in Seoul with a gym rat daddy who stalk me in a sports store. TBC... 

 

 

 

Steamy hot...hard n leaking precum now!

[Guest GUEST]

The previous Banglas/Indian thread was locked I believe, and there is a similar thread in PERSONALS, but guests unable to contribute, and I couldn’t create a new topic, so posting here.

 

Would like to share a funny incident this morning. Was walking back after buying breakfast along the route where will always come across FWs heading to work on their bicycles etc or walking. Greeted one on his bike (gruff looking, with 5 o'clock stubble), and he cycled far ahead, but I still lingered on the road. When he was at the x-junction ahead, I waved furiously at him, making sure I kept my eyes on him. And he cycled back 😄

 

I said he was very handsome and he tsked and cycled off; I assumed he was straight. But I still waved at him when he looked back. AND TO MY SURPRISE he cycled back again when I was near my block. I tried my usual with him, and managed to grope him. He asked whether I have place and condom, and he wanted to take my number, but I said no, so he cycled off. So horny straight man huh

[VirileMan]

“Why are you single?” “I don’t believe you.” 

 

For the longest time, I was always asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, given how eligible I appear to be.  I am one of those who is naturally blessed with good looks, big muscles and being involved actively in types of sports and gym workouts also contributed to my athletic muscular build.  The only difference between me and bodybuilders is that I am not on any steroids and hence have the best natural “7.5-8 incher endowment”, if you get the drift.

 

Now, where do I begin?  My secret life all began in the army during my officers' cadet training days.  Perhaps writing this and sharing this would help me have some closure.

 

There was a period of 1 month when we were all locked up together and guys being guys, were often teasing and joking with each other about nudity.  During shower with all the guys, someone would always smack my perky bubble butt making a lot of lewd jokes about my ass.  I never thought much about all the bro jokes or activities. 

 

Until, one day when there were 12-13 of them all smiling at me as I showered.  And not a shred of cloth was on my body.

I felt they were starring at my stark naked body in a very strange way that I wasn’t used to.

 

And then they counted, “1,… 2,… 3”… and next thing was they were manhandling me.  They caught me by all my limbs and it was impossible for me to move.  They tied me up in the shower area and laughed at their ability to overpower the most muscular guy in the camp.

 

Then, Lee, the hunkiest of the lot, grabbed my large cock and started… masturbating me.  Lee, of all the persons.  Manly, handsome, and having a big swimmer bod like Joseph Schooling.  But much more handsome than Joseph.  In fact, he resembled Ning Zetao, that famous Chinese and incredibly handsome swimmer.

 

“Stop it Lee”.  The more I stopped him, it appeared Lee got excited and became more relentless in making sure that I lost control.  It didn’t take a short time before my body started to twitch and jerk uncontrollably.

 

This was not how I wanted my first experience with any man to be like.  I was a public spectacle.  Everyone saw and touched my naked body as they pleased.  I didn’t enjoy it one bit.  My usual pride of my well toned and admired body and being the alpha male, was under threat.  

 

Then Lee stopped just right after I let out a moan and pre-cum was squirted all over.  How humiliating.  Lee had a wicked glint in his usually manly, well composed face.  He seldom spoke, but there was something always sexy about him.  It was a cruel way for Lee to stop at that point, but I felt I had managed to salvage some dignity.  I would not want to be seen cumming and moaning in front of a bunch of bros.  And it would be damn embarrassing to show that a guy could excite me that way.  Lee saw the longing in my eyes for more, and he whispered something before the rest took over.

 

To my horror, they blindfolded and gagged me and left me there naked, tied up, in the army shower.

It was a nightmare that was about to begin.

 

It must be about 2-3am when I heard someone come into the bathroom, where I was tied up and blindfolded.  I was so delighted that I was finally going to get help and be released from the trauma.

 

Instead, I heard the sound of the shower tap, and then I felt a warmth enveloping my manhood.  Fxxk.. is he sucking me? I was only 20 years old and still inexperienced.  I only had a few girlfriends and we had only had heavy petting.   Was that how my ‘virginity’ would be taken away from me?

 

Soon, the sucking became intense, and I was losing control, totally.   My dick was totally inside someone’s throat.  And soon, his mouth travelled freely throughout my body.  Arggghhhh…

 

 

 

Was it Lee?  My thoughts darted to and fro.  I started to feel extra erotic thinking it was Lee. Lee was extremely handsome and fit looking.  Why was I excited if it was Lee?  It was my first time, and I wanted the mysterious cock sucker to be Lee.

 

Yes it must be Lee, when all I could do in my helpless state, was to imagine it was Lee, my Ning Zetao, sucking my big cock furiously.  And thinking of it, got me aroused even more. 

(The pic below is an imagined pic of Ning Zetao and what he did to me that night)

 

 

I finally couldn’t withstand the onslaught attack on my erected nipples and hard cock with the moist mouth and tongue.  My body tensed, and I arched backwards as my cock erupted – with 1 months’ load of cum lodged inside Lee’s throat.   I could not believe it was so delightful and so ecstatic. It was better than all the kissing and petting with gals.  In a state of confusion…. “Click…” did I hear a camera click?  Lee shot me in the nude to keep in his phone to fantasize about me? But the click made me feel like a porn star, and I ejaculated again.  In his mouth.

 

“Lee” seemed to swallow every drop of me and licked me all over. I believe that was when I got addicted to cumming into a mouth from that moment onwards.

 

Then he kissed me on the gagged lips briefly and left.  Did he whisper, "I like you very much?"

 

What was I supposed to feel?  Violated? Yes.  Ashamed? Yes, that I enjoyed being sucked by a man.  Confused? Totally.  Am I gay? Am I bi?  Am I still straight?  Do I want more?  That’s what I was afraid to answer, but yes, I want to be sucked by a guy again, and I fuxking want to cum  D E E P  into his throat.

 

Was it Lee?  Lee, if it’s you, please own up.  I need to know who you are.

 

In the weeks after, I felt very troubled, not knowing who I lost my "first" time to.

 

I also felt very filthy as I had been sexually assaulted, and yet I enjoyed it.  But if I knew it was Lee, I would feel much better.  I believe it impacted me in many ways in the weeks and months later – whereby I became exhibitionistic in response to lewd glances often thrown in my direction.   I had even bathed openly in public pool showers and not closed the doors.  I can't explain but I just enjoyed the attention from hot guys who had the  hots for me.   BUT I would resist being intimate with anyone.  I just wanted someone special.  Not anyone who could touch me anywhere what had happened that fateful night.

 

My thoughts would flip from from feeling so aroused thinking it was Lee, to blaming Lee for not owning up.  Sometimes I would say to myself, "I swear one day I will find out who you are.  I will make you pay for it."  Other days I would say, "Lee, if it's you, I will forgive you, and let's not waste time anymore.  Let's do it again."

 

One night in my bunk, I was feeling horny and started jerking myself, thinking to how “Lee” had deep throated every part of my 7.5 incher and swallowed every drop of my man juice. 

 

 

 

Then suddenly my door opened – to my horror, I had forgotten to lock it.  He walked right in seeing me in my most ‘natural’ state….  Never would I expect him..

 

 

[All X rated pictures removed by mod]

 

Edited October 3, 2023 by G_M
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[Brownboysea]

On 9/6/2023 at 7:21 PM, aftereightme said:

My recent wild sex started popping into a 30s year old muscular man strolling with his dog at Holland Drive - he is dashing. With gaydar, we strike with mutual understanding! Reaching his home, we bathed. Then we started kissing, touching ... he started fingering my asshole in his bed until it turned wet and ready for peneration. While pumping me hungrily and forcefully with his bedroom door open, his father saw our aggressive intercourse sex, entering and smiling to us. I was shocked and the father said " no worries - it is okay". The father sat beside the bed and watched our activities, touching me too. When the son prostrated on bed due to exhaustion, the father took the marathon to fuck me! 3 of us bathed and cleaned up for dinner together at nearby coffee shop. We repeated the sex the following weeks when I brought my two friends along - so 5 orgy. I never expect the father is a gay after his wife passed away few years ago

Lucky you! Wish it happens to me too. I’d go wild 

[queerqloset]

On 9/29/2023 at 9:44 AM, Guest GUEST said:

The previous Banglas/Indian thread was locked I believe, and there is a similar thread in PERSONALS, but guests unable to contribute, and I couldn’t create a new topic, so posting here.

 

Would like to share a funny incident this morning. Was walking back after buying breakfast along the route where will always come across FWs heading to work on their bicycles etc or walking. Greeted one on his bike (gruff looking, with 5 o'clock stubble), and he cycled far ahead, but I still lingered on the road. When he was at the x-junction ahead, I waved furiously at him, making sure I kept my eyes on him. And he cycled back 😄

 

I said he was very handsome and he tsked and cycled off; I assumed he was straight. But I still waved at him when he looked back. AND TO MY SURPRISE he cycled back again when I was near my block. I tried my usual with him, and managed to grope him. He asked whether I have place and condom, and he wanted to take my number, but I said no, so he cycled off. So horny straight man huh

Aiyoh ppl say Handsome yet he Tsk 

[Yas1950]

On 9/29/2023 at 3:20 PM, VirileMan said:

“Why are you single?” “I don’t believe you.” 

 

For the longest time, I was always asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, given how eligible I appear to be.  I am one of those who is naturally blessed with good looks, big muscles and being involved actively in types of sports and gym workouts also contributed to my athletic muscular build.  The only difference between me and bodybuilders is that I am not on any steroids and hence have the best natural “7.5-8 incher endowment”, if you get the drift.

 

Now, where do I begin?  My secret life all began in the army during my officers' cadet training days.  Perhaps writing this and sharing this would help me have some closure.

 

There was a period of 1 month when we were all locked up together and guys being guys, were often teasing and joking with each other about nudity.  During shower with all the guys, someone would always smack my perky bubble butt making a lot of lewd jokes about my ass.  I never thought much about all the bro jokes or activities. 

 

Until, one day when there were 12-13 of them all smiling at me as I showered.  And not a shred of cloth was on my body.

I felt they were starring at my stark naked body in a very strange way that I wasn’t used to.

 

And then they counted, “1,… 2,… 3”… and next thing was they were manhandling me.  They caught me by all my limbs and it was impossible for me to move.  They tied me up in the shower area and laughed at their ability to overpower the most muscular guy in the camp.

 

Then, Lee, the hunkiest of the lot, grabbed my large cock and started… masturbating me.  Lee, of all the persons.  Manly, handsome, and having a big swimmer bod like Joseph Schooling.  But much more handsome than Joseph.  In fact, he resembled Ning Zetao, that famous Chinese and incredibly handsome swimmer.

 

“Stop it Lee”.  The more I stopped him, it appeared Lee got excited and became more relentless in making sure that I lost control.  It didn’t take a short time before my body started to twitch and jerk uncontrollably.

 

This was not how I wanted my first experience with any man to be like.  I was a public spectacle.  Everyone saw and touched my naked body as they pleased.  I didn’t enjoy it one bit.  My usual pride of my well toned and admired body and being the alpha male, was under threat.  

 

Then Lee stopped just right after I let out a moan and pre-cum was squirted all over.  How humiliating.  Lee had a wicked glint in his usually manly, well composed face.  He seldom spoke, but there was something always sexy about him.  It was a cruel way for Lee to stop at that point, but I felt I had managed to salvage some dignity.  I would not want to be seen cumming and moaning in front of a bunch of bros.  And it would be damn embarrassing to show that a guy could excite me that way.  Lee saw the longing in my eyes for more, and he whispered something before the rest took over.

 

To my horror, they blindfolded and gagged me and left me there naked, tied up, in the army shower.

It was a nightmare that was about to begin.

 

It must be about 2-3am when I heard someone come into the bathroom, where I was tied up and blindfolded.  I was so delighted that I was finally going to get help and be released from the trauma.

 

Instead, I heard the sound of the shower tap, and then I felt a warmth enveloping my manhood.  Fxxk.. is he sucking me? I was only 20 years old and still inexperienced.  I only had a few girlfriends and we had only had heavy petting.   Was that how my ‘virginity’ would be taken away from me?

 

Soon, the sucking became intense, and I was losing control, totally.   My dick was totally inside someone’s throat.  And soon, his mouth travelled freely throughout my body.  Arggghhhh…

 

 

 

Was it Lee?  My thoughts darted to and fro.  I started to feel extra erotic thinking it was Lee. Lee was extremely handsome and fit looking.  Why was I excited if it was Lee?  It was my first time, and I wanted the mysterious cock sucker to be Lee.

 

Yes it must be Lee, when all I could do in my helpless state, was to imagine it was Lee, my Ning Zetao, sucking my big cock furiously.  And thinking of it, got me aroused even more. 

(The pic below is an imagined pic of Ning Zetao and what he did to me that night)

 

 

I finally couldn’t withstand the onslaught attack on my erected nipples and hard cock with the moist mouth and tongue.  My body tensed, and I arched backwards as my cock erupted – with 1 months’ load of cum lodged inside Lee’s throat.   I could not believe it was so delightful and so ecstatic. It was better than all the kissing and petting with gals.  In a state of confusion…. “Click…” did I hear a camera click?  Lee shot me in the nude to keep in his phone to fantasize about me? But the click made me feel like a porn star, and I ejaculated again.  In his mouth.

 

“Lee” seemed to swallow every drop of me and licked me all over. I believe that was when I got addicted to cumming into a mouth from that moment onwards.

 

Then he kissed me on the gagged lips briefly and left.  Did he whisper, "I like you very much?"

 

What was I supposed to feel?  Violated? Yes.  Ashamed? Yes, that I enjoyed being sucked by a man.  Confused? Totally.  Am I gay? Am I bi?  Am I still straight?  Do I want more?  That’s what I was afraid to answer, but yes, I want to be sucked by a guy again, and I fuxking want to cum  D E E P  into his throat.

 

Was it Lee?  Lee, if it’s you, please own up.  I need to know who you are.

 

In the weeks after, I felt very troubled, not knowing who I lost my "first" time to.

 

I also felt very filthy as I had been sexually assaulted, and yet I enjoyed it.  But if I knew it was Lee, I would feel much better.  I believe it impacted me in many ways in the weeks and months later – whereby I became exhibitionistic in response to lewd glances often thrown in my direction.   I had even bathed openly in public pool showers and not closed the doors.  I can't explain but I just enjoyed the attention from hot guys who had the  hots for me.   BUT I would resist being intimate with anyone.  I just wanted someone special.  Not anyone who could touch me anywhere what had happened that fateful night.

 

My thoughts would flip from from feeling so aroused thinking it was Lee, to blaming Lee for not owning up.  Sometimes I would say to myself, "I swear one day I will find out who you are.  I will make you pay for it."  Other days I would say, "Lee, if it's you, I will forgive you, and let's not waste time anymore.  Let's do it again."

 

One night in my bunk, I was feeling horny and started jerking myself, thinking to how “Lee” had deep throated every part of my 7.5 incher and swallowed every drop of my man juice. 

 

 

 

Then suddenly my door opened – to my horror, I had forgotten to lock it.  He walked right in seeing me in my most ‘natural’ state….  Never would I expect him..

 

 

[All X rated pictures removed by mod]

 

I hope you had another good episode with the visitor in the dark.
Then you can come to terms with your sexuality and have closure.

[Guest Taipei Tourist 2022]

—beans bags in the TV room were no more; only a couch remained. It was early afternoon, between check-in and check-out timings at this LGBT-friendly male-only Taiwanese guesthouse and there were few guests about, if any. Again, I thought to hang out at the TV room for a while to jack off to some porn, before I went out for lunch and sightseeing.

 

I was beating my meat on the couch to some generic porn on the screen when two fairly young locals entered the TV room and joined me, each on one side of me. We wasted no time: boardshorts off, hands on dicks, saliva swapping to my left and right then back again. Then the one to my left decided to hold my hand down with considerable force, preventing me from wanking further, and began sucking my left nipple. I moaned, signaling my delight at being restrained and pleasured.

 

The lean, bespectacled dude to my right would not be outdone. He too held my right hand down and tackled my right nipple. My head thrown back, back arched and cock firmly pointing to the ceiling, completed the picture of a forty-year old Singaporean Chinese man being "forcibly" serviced by two fair-skinned Taiwanese men likely ten years or more younger than him. I couldn't even reciprocate by stroking them.

 

I was primed. When their hands moved to masturbate me, surely they too felt my body shiver as skin made contact. I tried to protest, not wanting to cum all over, but the tag team paid no heed with their lips, teeth, tongue and saliva circling my nipples and different hands fondling my cock and balls like some shiny new toy. I willed my body to push against their grip but that only elicited a harder response from them, and greatly aroused me. I didn't want further in this because I loathed the mess and cleaning up but my body felt otherwise.

 

It took an audible "No!" for them to truly stop. At this point, my 5.5in erect manhood was completely lathered in precum. The guy to my right took his glasses off, then proceeded to kiss me as he guided my hand towards his coc—

[queerqloset]

On 9/29/2023 at 3:20 PM, VirileMan said:

“Why are you single?” “I don’t believe you.” 

 

For the longest time, I was always asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, given how eligible I appear to be.  I am one of those who is naturally blessed with good looks, big muscles and being involved actively in types of sports and gym workouts also contributed to my athletic muscular build.  The only difference between me and bodybuilders is that I am not on any steroids and hence have the best natural “7.5-8 incher endowment”, if you get the drift.

 

Now, where do I begin?  My secret life all began in the army during my officers' cadet training days.  Perhaps writing this and sharing this would help me have some closure.

 

There was a period of 1 month when we were all locked up together and guys being guys, were often teasing and joking with each other about nudity.  During shower with all the guys, someone would always smack my perky bubble butt making a lot of lewd jokes about my ass.  I never thought much about all the bro jokes or activities. 

 

Until, one day when there were 12-13 of them all smiling at me as I showered.  And not a shred of cloth was on my body.

I felt they were starring at my stark naked body in a very strange way that I wasn’t used to.

 

And then they counted, “1,… 2,… 3”… and next thing was they were manhandling me.  They caught me by all my limbs and it was impossible for me to move.  They tied me up in the shower area and laughed at their ability to overpower the most muscular guy in the camp.

 

Then, Lee, the hunkiest of the lot, grabbed my large cock and started… masturbating me.  Lee, of all the persons.  Manly, handsome, and having a big swimmer bod like Joseph Schooling.  But much more handsome than Joseph.  In fact, he resembled Ning Zetao, that famous Chinese and incredibly handsome swimmer.

 

“Stop it Lee”.  The more I stopped him, it appeared Lee got excited and became more relentless in making sure that I lost control.  It didn’t take a short time before my body started to twitch and jerk uncontrollably.

 

This was not how I wanted my first experience with any man to be like.  I was a public spectacle.  Everyone saw and touched my naked body as they pleased.  I didn’t enjoy it one bit.  My usual pride of my well toned and admired body and being the alpha male, was under threat.  

 

Then Lee stopped just right after I let out a moan and pre-cum was squirted all over.  How humiliating.  Lee had a wicked glint in his usually manly, well composed face.  He seldom spoke, but there was something always sexy about him.  It was a cruel way for Lee to stop at that point, but I felt I had managed to salvage some dignity.  I would not want to be seen cumming and moaning in front of a bunch of bros.  And it would be damn embarrassing to show that a guy could excite me that way.  Lee saw the longing in my eyes for more, and he whispered something before the rest took over.

 

To my horror, they blindfolded and gagged me and left me there naked, tied up, in the army shower.

It was a nightmare that was about to begin.

 

It must be about 2-3am when I heard someone come into the bathroom, where I was tied up and blindfolded.  I was so delighted that I was finally going to get help and be released from the trauma.

 

Instead, I heard the sound of the shower tap, and then I felt a warmth enveloping my manhood.  Fxxk.. is he sucking me? I was only 20 years old and still inexperienced.  I only had a few girlfriends and we had only had heavy petting.   Was that how my ‘virginity’ would be taken away from me?

 

Soon, the sucking became intense, and I was losing control, totally.   My dick was totally inside someone’s throat.  And soon, his mouth travelled freely throughout my body.  Arggghhhh…

 

 

 

Was it Lee?  My thoughts darted to and fro.  I started to feel extra erotic thinking it was Lee. Lee was extremely handsome and fit looking.  Why was I excited if it was Lee?  It was my first time, and I wanted the mysterious cock sucker to be Lee.

 

Yes it must be Lee, when all I could do in my helpless state, was to imagine it was Lee, my Ning Zetao, sucking my big cock furiously.  And thinking of it, got me aroused even more. 

(The pic below is an imagined pic of Ning Zetao and what he did to me that night)

 

 

I finally couldn’t withstand the onslaught attack on my erected nipples and hard cock with the moist mouth and tongue.  My body tensed, and I arched backwards as my cock erupted – with 1 months’ load of cum lodged inside Lee’s throat.   I could not believe it was so delightful and so ecstatic. It was better than all the kissing and petting with gals.  In a state of confusion…. “Click…” did I hear a camera click?  Lee shot me in the nude to keep in his phone to fantasize about me? But the click made me feel like a porn star, and I ejaculated again.  In his mouth.

 

“Lee” seemed to swallow every drop of me and licked me all over. I believe that was when I got addicted to cumming into a mouth from that moment onwards.

 

Then he kissed me on the gagged lips briefly and left.  Did he whisper, "I like you very much?"

 

What was I supposed to feel?  Violated? Yes.  Ashamed? Yes, that I enjoyed being sucked by a man.  Confused? Totally.  Am I gay? Am I bi?  Am I still straight?  Do I want more?  That’s what I was afraid to answer, but yes, I want to be sucked by a guy again, and I fuxking want to cum  D E E P  into his throat.

 

Was it Lee?  Lee, if it’s you, please own up.  I need to know who you are.

 

In the weeks after, I felt very troubled, not knowing who I lost my "first" time to.

 

I also felt very filthy as I had been sexually assaulted, and yet I enjoyed it.  But if I knew it was Lee, I would feel much better.  I believe it impacted me in many ways in the weeks and months later – whereby I became exhibitionistic in response to lewd glances often thrown in my direction.   I had even bathed openly in public pool showers and not closed the doors.  I can't explain but I just enjoyed the attention from hot guys who had the  hots for me.   BUT I would resist being intimate with anyone.  I just wanted someone special.  Not anyone who could touch me anywhere what had happened that fateful night.

 

My thoughts would flip from from feeling so aroused thinking it was Lee, to blaming Lee for not owning up.  Sometimes I would say to myself, "I swear one day I will find out who you are.  I will make you pay for it."  Other days I would say, "Lee, if it's you, I will forgive you, and let's not waste time anymore.  Let's do it again."

 

One night in my bunk, I was feeling horny and started jerking myself, thinking to how “Lee” had deep throated every part of my 7.5 incher and swallowed every drop of my man juice. 

 

 

 

Then suddenly my door opened – to my horror, I had forgotten to lock it.  He walked right in seeing me in my most ‘natural’ state….  Never would I expect him..

 

 

[All X rated pictures removed by mod]

 

Emasculation of alpha males is many gay men's fantasies 🫠

[kimlo777]

On 10/12/2021 at 10:22 PM, doncoin said:

 

Yeah. I think there is something about beach house atmosphere. Perhaps everyone is just in their tiny trunks and being in a all gay atmosphere, you just let go of the inhibitions. 

yes beach houses exude air of eroticism.  i recall the many weekend parties at Villa Saujana owned by Mr Smith, a famous gay British restauranteur. the older gays in their late 60s and early 70s will remember him.

[AlifBttm]

On 9/29/2023 at 3:20 PM, VirileMan said:

“Why are you single?” “I don’t believe you.” 

 

For the longest time, I was always asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, given how eligible I appear to be.  I am one of those who is naturally blessed with good looks, big muscles and being involved actively in types of sports and gym workouts also contributed to my athletic muscular build.  The only difference between me and bodybuilders is that I am not on any steroids and hence have the best natural “7.5-8 incher endowment”, if you get the drift.

 

Now, where do I begin?  My secret life all began in the army during my officers' cadet training days.  Perhaps writing this and sharing this would help me have some closure.

 

There was a period of 1 month when we were all locked up together and guys being guys, were often teasing and joking with each other about nudity.  During shower with all the guys, someone would always smack my perky bubble butt making a lot of lewd jokes about my ass.  I never thought much about all the bro jokes or activities. 

 

Until, one day when there were 12-13 of them all smiling at me as I showered.  And not a shred of cloth was on my body.

I felt they were starring at my stark naked body in a very strange way that I wasn’t used to.

 

And then they counted, “1,… 2,… 3”… and next thing was they were manhandling me.  They caught me by all my limbs and it was impossible for me to move.  They tied me up in the shower area and laughed at their ability to overpower the most muscular guy in the camp.

 

Then, Lee, the hunkiest of the lot, grabbed my large cock and started… masturbating me.  Lee, of all the persons.  Manly, handsome, and having a big swimmer bod like Joseph Schooling.  But much more handsome than Joseph.  In fact, he resembled Ning Zetao, that famous Chinese and incredibly handsome swimmer.

 

“Stop it Lee”.  The more I stopped him, it appeared Lee got excited and became more relentless in making sure that I lost control.  It didn’t take a short time before my body started to twitch and jerk uncontrollably.

 

This was not how I wanted my first experience with any man to be like.  I was a public spectacle.  Everyone saw and touched my naked body as they pleased.  I didn’t enjoy it one bit.  My usual pride of my well toned and admired body and being the alpha male, was under threat.  

 

Then Lee stopped just right after I let out a moan and pre-cum was squirted all over.  How humiliating.  Lee had a wicked glint in his usually manly, well composed face.  He seldom spoke, but there was something always sexy about him.  It was a cruel way for Lee to stop at that point, but I felt I had managed to salvage some dignity.  I would not want to be seen cumming and moaning in front of a bunch of bros.  And it would be damn embarrassing to show that a guy could excite me that way.  Lee saw the longing in my eyes for more, and he whispered something before the rest took over.

 

To my horror, they blindfolded and gagged me and left me there naked, tied up, in the army shower.

It was a nightmare that was about to begin.

 

It must be about 2-3am when I heard someone come into the bathroom, where I was tied up and blindfolded.  I was so delighted that I was finally going to get help and be released from the trauma.

 

Instead, I heard the sound of the shower tap, and then I felt a warmth enveloping my manhood.  Fxxk.. is he sucking me? I was only 20 years old and still inexperienced.  I only had a few girlfriends and we had only had heavy petting.   Was that how my ‘virginity’ would be taken away from me?

 

Soon, the sucking became intense, and I was losing control, totally.   My dick was totally inside someone’s throat.  And soon, his mouth travelled freely throughout my body.  Arggghhhh…

 

 

 

Was it Lee?  My thoughts darted to and fro.  I started to feel extra erotic thinking it was Lee. Lee was extremely handsome and fit looking.  Why was I excited if it was Lee?  It was my first time, and I wanted the mysterious cock sucker to be Lee.

 

Yes it must be Lee, when all I could do in my helpless state, was to imagine it was Lee, my Ning Zetao, sucking my big cock furiously.  And thinking of it, got me aroused even more. 

(The pic below is an imagined pic of Ning Zetao and what he did to me that night)

 

 

I finally couldn’t withstand the onslaught attack on my erected nipples and hard cock with the moist mouth and tongue.  My body tensed, and I arched backwards as my cock erupted – with 1 months’ load of cum lodged inside Lee’s throat.   I could not believe it was so delightful and so ecstatic. It was better than all the kissing and petting with gals.  In a state of confusion…. “Click…” did I hear a camera click?  Lee shot me in the nude to keep in his phone to fantasize about me? But the click made me feel like a porn star, and I ejaculated again.  In his mouth.

 

“Lee” seemed to swallow every drop of me and licked me all over. I believe that was when I got addicted to cumming into a mouth from that moment onwards.

 

Then he kissed me on the gagged lips briefly and left.  Did he whisper, "I like you very much?"

 

What was I supposed to feel?  Violated? Yes.  Ashamed? Yes, that I enjoyed being sucked by a man.  Confused? Totally.  Am I gay? Am I bi?  Am I still straight?  Do I want more?  That’s what I was afraid to answer, but yes, I want to be sucked by a guy again, and I fuxking want to cum  D E E P  into his throat.

 

Was it Lee?  Lee, if it’s you, please own up.  I need to know who you are.

 

In the weeks after, I felt very troubled, not knowing who I lost my "first" time to.

 

I also felt very filthy as I had been sexually assaulted, and yet I enjoyed it.  But if I knew it was Lee, I would feel much better.  I believe it impacted me in many ways in the weeks and months later – whereby I became exhibitionistic in response to lewd glances often thrown in my direction.   I had even bathed openly in public pool showers and not closed the doors.  I can't explain but I just enjoyed the attention from hot guys who had the  hots for me.   BUT I would resist being intimate with anyone.  I just wanted someone special.  Not anyone who could touch me anywhere what had happened that fateful night.

 

My thoughts would flip from from feeling so aroused thinking it was Lee, to blaming Lee for not owning up.  Sometimes I would say to myself, "I swear one day I will find out who you are.  I will make you pay for it."  Other days I would say, "Lee, if it's you, I will forgive you, and let's not waste time anymore.  Let's do it again."

 

One night in my bunk, I was feeling horny and started jerking myself, thinking to how “Lee” had deep throated every part of my 7.5 incher and swallowed every drop of my man juice. 

 

 

 

Then suddenly my door opened – to my horror, I had forgotten to lock it.  He walked right in seeing me in my most ‘natural’ state….  Never would I expect him..

 

 

[All X rated pictures removed by mod]

 

i dont know why but i was aroused by ur story. nice one. wish im the one who could ...... hahaha

[Veloster]

On 9/30/2017 at 2:30 AM, Compulsivexhibitionist said:

This happened at Cruise Club, I'm a bit paranoid of STDs and shit so I rarely do anal but fuck do I love sucking cocks.

 

Think it was undergear night with those silly little finger lights. Lots of movement no action for like 30 mins. Started to get bored so I decided fuck it, I'm going to suck some cock tonight and it's gonna be good. Found a guy who seemed to be into it and I told him I'm just there for cocksucking and he was fine with it. It was at the back of the maze where its super dark and people pass by all the time. 

 

By this time I had a raging boner and took off my underwear and left it on my leg somewhere, sat on the steps and started going for it. My only wish was he was slightly bigger. He was probably like 5 inches or so, I like deepthroating bigger cocks. Oh and also rougher, I had to choke myself on his cock. So there I am sucking cock in front of everyone who bothered to turn on their fingerlights. A small crowd started to gather around watching me suck this guys throbbing boner. This just made me leak precum even harder. So there I am totally naked, throbbing and leaking precum, sucking this guy's cock on the stairs like it was the last thing on earth. Choking myself on it, drooling everywhere on my body and my cock. 

 

Soon after he returned the favour(keep in mind I'm sitting on the steps), when some guy runs up to me sticks his cock in my mouth, chokes me with it and just walks away. I'm actually disappointed he didn't cum on me then just walked away but people take that as an invitation and start fondling me and another guy, bigger set and hairy sticks his hard cock in my mouth.

 

Now here I am sitting down sucking on both cocks, I go on and choke myself on both of them, try to fit both together in my mouth, moaning and groaning, drool and spit dropping on me while the both of them make out above me. This goes on for what feels like 20 minutes when I feel the first guy start to stroke harder and moan louder. He cums on my face, and it drops down my body while my lips are still wrapped around the other guys cock. Now I've barely touched my own cock since I started since I'm using both my hands and mouth to please both of them together, but I start feeling the built up pressure around my balls as it contracts. I can barely hold back touching myself but I'm focused on the cock still in my mouth. 

 

So I keep blowing him, cum on my face and body and finally this is all too much for him as he blows his load all over me too, I thank him for the loads and he walks away. Now covered in cum, left and used at the stairs with a hard on I start jerking off while people watch. Spit and cum lube my cock and I blow one of the biggest loads I've had in recent times all over myself. Now I'm covered in 3 loads of cum as with a twinge of shame but satisfaction, walk to the bathroom on the second floor, still naked.

Wow awesome bro!

[masseu]

Hey Guys,

id like to share the story of the first and so far last time i sucked a dick. Im straight the most time, but sometimes im jerking to gay porn and so on. However. Story began 2 yrs ago. Once 2021 or 2022 at my companies office a guy showed up i never saw before. I couldnt resist his appearance, he was so fckn sexy. Just his eyes, his body and this cute face. Unbelievable. He was completely outstanding, especially his silent, but smh stoic charisma. He is very androgynous while talking, but straight in sex and he had a girlfriend (like me to that time). Later i found out he was around 22. Dont know, whether it was destiny or whatever, but we got an reorganization there and we were put in the same team and had since then a more closer cooperation.

Im that kind of guy, who is liked by gays and girls, but less by straight guys haha. But he liked me and we became some kind of work buddies, and we went also on some after-work activities together e.g. table tennis and stuff like this but alway in groups of more people. This time was so hard, i had a girlfriend, but i always thought about him while jerking and guys, i jerked a lot then, especially at the office. Once there was a moment, when i was sitting next to him, to explain some financial stuff and when i came next to him, he had no bulge, but after five minutes i took a look at his pants again, when he was distracted and there was a very big bulge to see between his legs (he must have been so fucking hard in this moment, because as i later saw, he has just a 12-14cm dick) and in this situation he made a comment about my nice fragrance. So after weeks of being permanently horny the whole day i decided to make some attempts on him. But as a straight guy, i had absolutely no clue how to start this. After an evening at a bar i decided to hug him more intensive for goodbye and it felt so good. The scent of his body was so nice, in that moment i would have loved to kiss him instantly. I was so hard confused this time, because i never felt smth like this for a guy. A couple of weeks later i made another attempt on him. On a zoom meeting we had alone together in a room, but with a lot of people via video in the meeting, i started to touch his shoes with mine and he doesnt moved his feets away. So after a short break for lunch i sat down a little bit closer to him and after an hour or smth i startet to spread my leg more so our legs had contact and he doesnt moved it again. So while debating with business partners our legs had permanent contact and friction. I was so hard in that moment.  However, after some time i thought fuck off, and i laid my hand on his thigh. He doesnt shows any reaction, but after 10 or 15 second he made silent mode and watched me in my eyes and said "hey, please stop it okay?". He was so hot while saying this, but i was so fucking embarrassed. 
We never talked about this again and my attempts on him stopped, of course. We was still buddies and nothing changed. I had the impression we were even more closer and i noticed him staring at my penis section from time to time after this.

Whatever, some day we planned a business trip together and in our company it is common sense, that everybody ist booking his own hotel room. So i booked a double room for myself. It was his first business trip and i thought he would ask, if he would have any organizational issues, but no - nothing. So we started over at sunday afternoon and drove a couple of hours. while driving we talked alot and made fun together. Our mood was very good. He sat beside me and sometimes i could saw his hand on his dick and he was grabbing it. 

As we arrived at the hotel we checked in first and while his check in there was a problem. His name was not on reservation list. So he asked me, why. I asked back, "hey did you really booked your travel at our travel suite?" and he was like "oh fuck, i thought it would be done by central" or smth like that. I asked the employee, what we can do now, and he replied, that there are no more free rooms, cause of exhibition weeks or smth like that, but he could try the other hotel at the opposite side of the street, they have more free rooms usually. They discussed a few minutes and i sat down on a couch in the lobby. But to my surprise he came over to me, told me that problem and asked me whether he could sleep in my room those 4 days, because he heard, that i booked a double room (i always do, because of comfort). In that moment my heart pumped very fast and i was like "holy shit is this real?". I answered him calmly that i dont have a problem with that and that this would be the easiest solution for today. So we went to our room and saw that there was not 2 single beds, but only a very big bed with two halfs. We both stared a second at this bed and both of us didnt show any reaction. But there was this painful silence.  Haha... whatever. The first evening was not very spectacular. We both showered and went to a restaurant for dinner with other peoples and he was a little drunk after that. At 11pm we went to bed and i saw him the first time with boxer shorts and ugly sweater (he always slept in this, dont know why) But nevertheless he was so hot in it. The next morning we woke up far too late and we were so much in time stress, so he jumped out of his bed and i saw his morning wood while he was running to the shower. i stayed in bed, while he was in bath and i could smell his boxer/penis scent (haha dont know how to describe it, but you know what i mean) at his place.

After a stressful first day we went alone to a restaurant for dinner around 6pm. After two or three drinks he suggested to got to our room and watch tv or netflix. So we did. I was laying there in my Trunks and he with that sweater and trunks. I asked him, whether its not too hot (we had 27 degrees outdoor this time) for his sweater and he said he wont make me too horny. I was fucking surprised and just laughed at him and said "thank you for your support bro, but i am horny anyhow". now he was laughing and he replied that he have the same issue too. We laughed a lot and went on a smoke in the lobby after a few moments. While smoking we talked a lot about different things, but as we went back to the room i asked him how we want to manage wanking in our situation, because 4 Days blue balls, when you have a lot of work is not very nice. He laughed with his cute, femlike laugh and said "feel free to touch yourself bro, i will do the same". We were back in our room and i was hard as fuck laying on my bedside and i thought simply to stark jerking. But i didnt. After a few minutes i saw, that he turned around in my direction and closed his eyes. But i was way too horny to sleep. So i started to grab dick above my black adidas trunks and i mentioned a lot of precum haha... after a while i thought he is sleeping, so just started wanking it as if he wasnt there. But there is a lot of movement on bed, while wanking your dick haha. there was a few minutes where i just wanked and he was not moving. But suddenly he opened his eyes and raised his head and stared at my body and me wanking my cock. I stopped shortly, but didnt move. After 2 or 3 Seconds where he sleepily stared at me he let his head fall into his pillow and started moving to my bedside a little bit like my gf would do. He somhow "cuddled" his head to my bellyside and laid his leg over mine. I was so fucking surprised, my heart was exploding (reminder: i had my hard cock in my hand and just my trunks half on). I started continuing wanking and he laid his hand on my hip on the other side, so his arm laid completely above my thighs and as you can imagine, i cum very quick during this. He said nothing and was silent breathing, like he sleeps. After i nutted in a tissue, i stayed in this position and was very tired now too, but i couldnt process in my brain what the fuck happened.  I fell asleep after hours of enjoying his close proximity (he almost not moved out of this position by himself). The next morning i woke up and he was already showering. I just went to a cigarette and coffee to the lobby and came back to the room with 2 cups of coffee. I sat down to this Hotel room desk and started reading emails and prepared a report for an afternoon meeting. Then he came out of the bathroom just wearing a black slim boxershort (he was so hot) while rubbing his hairs with a towel and said "good morning, do you slept well?" i answered "sure, and you? i grab a coffee for you too" and he came over to me and took the coffee und laid down to the bed and put on the tv. After he stood so shortly beside me for grabbing that coffee, just in underwears, i was so horny again haha...  we talked a bit about work progresses and mails while he was laying on his bed and suddenly he said that i have a very nice dick. We both laughed so hard, i said "thank you" and he stands up, came over to the desk again and lean on it with his ass and hands. He was very close to me and he said with his cute voice "what is actually with my fun" and he just giggled so cute. After that i just stared at his bulge und it was growing a bit ... is simply started touching it and in that moment i began to knead his bulge he was moaning so hard. His dick was not fully hard at this moment, just a little bit hardened and he keeps moaning while i did it. I turned my chair in front of him and i sat directly in front of him leaning on the desk. Then i began to get my head on his trunk and "sniffed" it. Guys... this smell was so fucking nice. After a few moments i caressed his belly while fondling his bulge. That was one of the hottest moments i ever had. He was so horny then, his trunk got really wet. I took his hand and forced him to slip down his underwear a bit and hold it. Now his dick was there and he was nice, but just not really hard i thought. I took it with two fingers and moved back and forth. Instantly there was a big load of precum coming out of his dick. I captured it with my tongue and we both laughed very hard this moment haha. I started taking his glans in my mouth and sucked it very carefully. He was moaning so nice..  I sucked him further and after 2-3 minutes his dick was still just a little bit hard, but i had the feeling that he is really enjoying it cause his whole body was excited and tense. Then while sucking his breath became faster and his moans changed to little cute-voiced "hhooe"'s haha  i began to fondle his balls while sucking and a few seconds later he cums in my mouth, while i sucked it further. I swallowed it instantly and stand up, and kissed him (it was so intensive, like i would kiss a girl - unbelievable) While the seconds of kissing, he packed his dick in again and i pressed my bulge to this beautiful boy in underwear. He whispered in my ear, that this was the greatest cum he ever had and said "thank you" D. We laughed and i sat down to my Laptop and he went again to the bath. After he came back just business was topic of conversation, we had breakfast in the lobby and a very hard business day after that (14 hours with several escalations). In the late evening after leaving the office, we had a short drink at the hotel lobby with other peoples and went to the room. For my surprise he instantly laid down to me and cuddled with me and said "in the morning its your turn " we slept and woke up way too late and there was no time for some fun.. After a stressful day we drove from our office directly towards home.


We never talked about what happened, but we have a very good "friendship" right now and nothing changed. He came home to his Girl and me too. But i can insure you that this was the hottest stuff i ever experienced.

[Guest Guest]

9 hours ago, masseu said:

Hey Guys,

id like to share the story of the first and so far last time i sucked a dick. Im straight the most time, but sometimes im jerking to gay porn and so on. However. Story began 2 yrs ago. Once 2021 or 2022 at my companies office a guy showed up i never saw before. I couldnt resist his appearance, he was so fckn sexy. Just his eyes, his body and this cute face. Unbelievable. He was completely outstanding, especially his silent, but smh stoic charisma. He is very androgynous while talking, but straight in sex and he had a girlfriend (like me to that time). Later i found out he was around 22. Dont know, whether it was destiny or whatever, but we got an reorganization there and we were put in the same team and had since then a more closer cooperation.

Im that kind of guy, who is liked by gays and girls, but less by straight guys haha. But he liked me and we became some kind of work buddies, and we went also on some after-work activities together e.g. table tennis and stuff like this but alway in groups of more people. This time was so hard, i had a girlfriend, but i always thought about him while jerking and guys, i jerked a lot then, especially at the office. Once there was a moment, when i was sitting next to him, to explain some financial stuff and when i came next to him, he had no bulge, but after five minutes i took a look at his pants again, when he was distracted and there was a very big bulge to see between his legs (he must have been so fucking hard in this moment, because as i later saw, he has just a 12-14cm dick) and in this situation he made a comment about my nice fragrance. So after weeks of being permanently horny the whole day i decided to make some attempts on him. But as a straight guy, i had absolutely no clue how to start this. After an evening at a bar i decided to hug him more intensive for goodbye and it felt so good. The scent of his body was so nice, in that moment i would have loved to kiss him instantly. I was so hard confused this time, because i never felt smth like this for a guy. A couple of weeks later i made another attempt on him. On a zoom meeting we had alone together in a room, but with a lot of people via video in the meeting, i started to touch his shoes with mine and he doesnt moved his feets away. So after a short break for lunch i sat down a little bit closer to him and after an hour or smth i startet to spread my leg more so our legs had contact and he doesnt moved it again. So while debating with business partners our legs had permanent contact and friction. I was so hard in that moment.  However, after some time i thought fuck off, and i laid my hand on his thigh. He doesnt shows any reaction, but after 10 or 15 second he made silent mode and watched me in my eyes and said "hey, please stop it okay?". He was so hot while saying this, but i was so fucking embarrassed. 
We never talked about this again and my attempts on him stopped, of course. We was still buddies and nothing changed. I had the impression we were even more closer and i noticed him staring at my penis section from time to time after this.

Whatever, some day we planned a business trip together and in our company it is common sense, that everybody ist booking his own hotel room. So i booked a double room for myself. It was his first business trip and i thought he would ask, if he would have any organizational issues, but no - nothing. So we started over at sunday afternoon and drove a couple of hours. while driving we talked alot and made fun together. Our mood was very good. He sat beside me and sometimes i could saw his hand on his dick and he was grabbing it. 

As we arrived at the hotel we checked in first and while his check in there was a problem. His name was not on reservation list. So he asked me, why. I asked back, "hey did you really booked your travel at our travel suite?" and he was like "oh fuck, i thought it would be done by central" or smth like that. I asked the employee, what we can do now, and he replied, that there are no more free rooms, cause of exhibition weeks or smth like that, but he could try the other hotel at the opposite side of the street, they have more free rooms usually. They discussed a few minutes and i sat down on a couch in the lobby. But to my surprise he came over to me, told me that problem and asked me whether he could sleep in my room those 4 days, because he heard, that i booked a double room (i always do, because of comfort). In that moment my heart pumped very fast and i was like "holy shit is this real?". I answered him calmly that i dont have a problem with that and that this would be the easiest solution for today. So we went to our room and saw that there was not 2 single beds, but only a very big bed with two halfs. We both stared a second at this bed and both of us didnt show any reaction. But there was this painful silence.  Haha... whatever. The first evening was not very spectacular. We both showered and went to a restaurant for dinner with other peoples and he was a little drunk after that. At 11pm we went to bed and i saw him the first time with boxer shorts and ugly sweater (he always slept in this, dont know why) But nevertheless he was so hot in it. The next morning we woke up far too late and we were so much in time stress, so he jumped out of his bed and i saw his morning wood while he was running to the shower. i stayed in bed, while he was in bath and i could smell his boxer/penis scent (haha dont know how to describe it, but you know what i mean) at his place.

After a stressful first day we went alone to a restaurant for dinner around 6pm. After two or three drinks he suggested to got to our room and watch tv or netflix. So we did. I was laying there in my Trunks and he with that sweater and trunks. I asked him, whether its not too hot (we had 27 degrees outdoor this time) for his sweater and he said he wont make me too horny. I was fucking surprised and just laughed at him and said "thank you for your support bro, but i am horny anyhow". now he was laughing and he replied that he have the same issue too. We laughed a lot and went on a smoke in the lobby after a few moments. While smoking we talked a lot about different things, but as we went back to the room i asked him how we want to manage wanking in our situation, because 4 Days blue balls, when you have a lot of work is not very nice. He laughed with his cute, femlike laugh and said "feel free to touch yourself bro, i will do the same". We were back in our room and i was hard as fuck laying on my bedside and i thought simply to stark jerking. But i didnt. After a few minutes i saw, that he turned around in my direction and closed his eyes. But i was way too horny to sleep. So i started to grab dick above my black adidas trunks and i mentioned a lot of precum haha... after a while i thought he is sleeping, so just started wanking it as if he wasnt there. But there is a lot of movement on bed, while wanking your dick haha. there was a few minutes where i just wanked and he was not moving. But suddenly he opened his eyes and raised his head and stared at my body and me wanking my cock. I stopped shortly, but didnt move. After 2 or 3 Seconds where he sleepily stared at me he let his head fall into his pillow and started moving to my bedside a little bit like my gf would do. He somhow "cuddled" his head to my bellyside and laid his leg over mine. I was so fucking surprised, my heart was exploding (reminder: i had my hard cock in my hand and just my trunks half on). I started continuing wanking and he laid his hand on my hip on the other side, so his arm laid completely above my thighs and as you can imagine, i cum very quick during this. He said nothing and was silent breathing, like he sleeps. After i nutted in a tissue, i stayed in this position and was very tired now too, but i couldnt process in my brain what the fuck happened.  I fell asleep after hours of enjoying his close proximity (he almost not moved out of this position by himself). The next morning i woke up and he was already showering. I just went to a cigarette and coffee to the lobby and came back to the room with 2 cups of coffee. I sat down to this Hotel room desk and started reading emails and prepared a report for an afternoon meeting. Then he came out of the bathroom just wearing a black slim boxershort (he was so hot) while rubbing his hairs with a towel and said "good morning, do you slept well?" i answered "sure, and you? i grab a coffee for you too" and he came over to me and took the coffee und laid down to the bed and put on the tv. After he stood so shortly beside me for grabbing that coffee, just in underwears, i was so horny again haha...  we talked a bit about work progresses and mails while he was laying on his bed and suddenly he said that i have a very nice dick. We both laughed so hard, i said "thank you" and he stands up, came over to the desk again and lean on it with his ass and hands. He was very close to me and he said with his cute voice "what is actually with my fun" and he just giggled so cute. After that i just stared at his bulge und it was growing a bit ... is simply started touching it and in that moment i began to knead his bulge he was moaning so hard. His dick was not fully hard at this moment, just a little bit hardened and he keeps moaning while i did it. I turned my chair in front of him and i sat directly in front of him leaning on the desk. Then i began to get my head on his trunk and "sniffed" it. Guys... this smell was so fucking nice. After a few moments i caressed his belly while fondling his bulge. That was one of the hottest moments i ever had. He was so horny then, his trunk got really wet. I took his hand and forced him to slip down his underwear a bit and hold it. Now his dick was there and he was nice, but just not really hard i thought. I took it with two fingers and moved back and forth. Instantly there was a big load of precum coming out of his dick. I captured it with my tongue and we both laughed very hard this moment haha. I started taking his glans in my mouth and sucked it very carefully. He was moaning so nice..  I sucked him further and after 2-3 minutes his dick was still just a little bit hard, but i had the feeling that he is really enjoying it cause his whole body was excited and tense. Then while sucking his breath became faster and his moans changed to little cute-voiced "hhooe"'s haha  i began to fondle his balls while sucking and a few seconds later he cums in my mouth, while i sucked it further. I swallowed it instantly and stand up, and kissed him (it was so intensive, like i would kiss a girl - unbelievable) While the seconds of kissing, he packed his dick in again and i pressed my bulge to this beautiful boy in underwear. He whispered in my ear, that this was the greatest cum he ever had and said "thank you" D. We laughed and i sat down to my Laptop and he went again to the bath. After he came back just business was topic of conversation, we had breakfast in the lobby and a very hard business day after that (14 hours with several escalations). In the late evening after leaving the office, we had a short drink at the hotel lobby with other peoples and went to the room. For my surprise he instantly laid down to me and cuddled with me and said "in the morning its your turn " we slept and woke up way too late and there was no time for some fun.. After a stressful day we drove from our office directly towards home.


We never talked about what happened, but we have a very good "friendship" right now and nothing changed. He came home to his Girl and me too. But i can insure you that this was the hottest stuff i ever experienced.

So u and your colleagues are bisexual? How come u said u are “straight the most time”? So far first and last time u sucked a dick? Don’t feel guilty towards your gf?

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11 hours ago, Guest Guest said:

So u and your colleagues are bisexual? How come u said u are “straight the most time”? So far first and last time u sucked a dick? Don’t feel guilty towards your gf?

Assuming most of the things you see online (which itself already skews toward certain things) aren't made-up, the stereotype that LGBT men are sleazy didn't come out of nowhere.

 

I can only hope that there are "normal" guys out there who happen to be gay. They definitely wouldn't be on sleazy places online though.

[masseu]

“To every man who's ever felt powerless in the face of temptation. To every woman who knows exactly how to wield that power. And to the forbidden moments we secretly crave, when shame becomes pleasure, and surrender feels like freedom—this story is for you”

 

 

 

Brandon stepped out of the taxi, a mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through him. He smoothed down his crisp, white button-up shirt, which clung to his slender frame, and glanced up at the towering glass building. The sunlight glinted off the windows, creating a shimmering effect that made him squint slightly. Today was supposed to be a big day—he had been hired as a model for a promotional shoot—but little did he know how this day would unfold.



As he entered the lobby, the scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air, blending with the distant hum of the city outside. His sneakers padded softly against the polished marble floor. *Focus, Brandon*, he reminded himself, forcing a confident smile as he pressed the elevator button to the studio floor.



The elevator doors slid shut with a gentle ding, and nerves surged within him. *What if I mess this up?* He had worked hard to get this opportunity, and the pressure was mounting. The agency had given him details about the shoot: three creative girls, each with a unique vision, would be running the show.



When the elevator doors opened, Brandon was greeted by a vibrant studio, filled with colorful backdrops and professional equipment. The atmosphere buzzed with energy, and the three girls were busy setting up. Cindy, with striking red hair and a commanding presence, was the first to catch his eye. She moved with authority as she organized props, her confident stance making him feel both intrigued and slightly intimidated.



“Hey, you must be Brandon!” Cindy called out, her voice bright and welcoming. “We’ve been waiting for you!”



“Y-Yeah, that’s me,” he stammered, running a hand through his tousled hair.



Sarah, a bubbly brunette with sparkling eyes, approached him next. “We’re going to have so much fun today! Just trust us, okay?”



Brandon nodded, still feeling out of place. “Sure, I’ll do my best.”



As they discussed the shoot, Clara, the photographer, stood back, observing with a mischievous glint in her eye. There was a lightheartedness in the room, but Brandon couldn’t shake the underlying tension—an anticipation that made his stomach tighten.



“Alright, Brandon,” Cindy said, snapping him back to attention. “Let’s get you into costume! We want you to feel sexy and confident.”



“Costume?” he echoed, his heart pounding as he wondered what they had in mind.



“Just something fun! Nothing too crazy,” Cindy assured him with a playful wink. “Let’s start by getting rid of those pants—they’re a bit too plain for what we’re going for.”



Brandon’s cheeks burned at the suggestion. “Wait, you mean... here?”



“Don’t worry! We’ll be professional about it,” Sarah chimed in, her grin hinting at her enjoyment of the moment. “It’s all part of the shoot!”



Before he could fully process what was happening, the girls approached, their intentions unmistakable. “C’mon, Brandon, it’s all in good fun. You’ll be fine,” Cindy coaxed, her voice smooth and reassuring.



A knot formed in his stomach as they began tugging at his pants. Instinctively, he grabbed the hem of his shirt, trying to shield himself. “Uh, can’t I just... keep the pants on?”



“Nope!” Clara giggled, her camera already in hand. “This is going to be the shot of the day!”



With playful determination, the girls worked together, stripping him down until he was left in nothing but his shirt and underwear. Brandon’s pulse raced, his breath quickening as the cool air brushed against his exposed skin. The fabric hung low, offering little coverage, and a shiver ran down his spine.



“Let’s see if we can make you a bit more... *revealing*,” Cindy suggested, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Before he could react, she and Sarah exchanged glances, and in one swift motion, they tugged his underwear down.



Brandon gasped, his face flushing with embarrassment. “Wait! No!”



But it was too late. The girls giggled as they successfully stripped him of his last layer, leaving him utterly exposed. A wave of humiliation washed over him, and in a panicked reflex, he clutched the hem of his shirt, desperately trying to cover himself.



“Don’t worry” Cindy teased, her laughter echoing through the studio



“I... this is so embarrassing,” he whispered, barely able to meet their eyes, his face burning with shame.



“Embarrassing? Nah, it’s exciting!” Sarah leaned in with a grin. “Think of it as a new experience. Besides, you wouldn’t want to upset your sponsors, would you?”



The reality hit him—if he didn’t comply, they could easily call the agency and end his career. “No, I wouldn’t want that,” he muttered, his voice shaky, the blush deepening across his cheeks.



“Exactly! So relax and let us do our magic,” Cindy said, her tone firm yet playful.



Brandon swallowed hard, adjusting his shirt to cover himself as best he could. *What have I gotten myself into?*



“Now, let’s get some great shots!” Clara said excitedly, readying her camera. “I want you to think of something really sexy. Look right at me and just… be confident.”



Brandon took a deep breath, trying to summon some semblance of confidence. “Okay,” he replied, though the heat of embarrassment clung to him like a second skin. He could feel the girls’ eyes on him, evaluating him, and he struggled to maintain his composure as the fabric of his shirt shifted, threatening to reveal more than he intended.



“Perfect! Just like that,” Clara encouraged, snapping photos.



Brandon stood there, nervously tugging at the hem of his shirt, still reeling from the humiliation of being stripped down. His heart pounded in his chest, the weight of his vulnerability pressing down on him as he realized just how much control the girls had over the situation. The air in the studio felt heavier now, thick with tension, and the playful giggles from Cindy, Sarah, and Clara only heightened his discomfort.



“Okay, Brandon,” Cindy announced, a sly smile on her lips as she picked up a large, brightly colored flower from the prop table. “We need to add a little something to these shots. How about you hold this flower for us? It’ll really make the scene pop.”



Brandon eyed the flower suspiciously, unsure of their plan. Reluctantly, he reached for it with one hand, the other still clutching his shirt, trying to maintain as much cover as possible. "Uh, sure, but... what exactly do you want me to do with it?"



Sarah clapped her hands together, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “We want you to hold it above your head. It’ll give the shoot a nice artsy vibe—don’t you think, Clara?”



Clara, adjusting her camera for the next set of shots, grinned. “Oh yeah, definitely. It’ll be perfect! Go on, Brandon, lift your arms up high.”



Brandon swallowed hard, his throat dry. “Above my head?” he asked hesitantly, already knowing the answer. The moment he raised his arms, his shirt would lift, and with nothing underneath, he knew he’d be dangerously close to full exposure. His stomach tightened with dread.



“Yup!” Cindy chirped, her eyes twinkling as she enjoyed his discomfort. “Come on, Brandon, just trust us. It’ll look great.”



Brandon shifted awkwardly, his hand trembling slightly as he lifted the flower with one hand, still trying to keep his shirt tugged down. He managed to keep himself mostly covered—barely.



"Uh, like this?" Brandon asked, raising the flower above his head with one hand, while the other desperately clutched the hem of his shirt. The fabric was already riding up dangerously close to revealing more than he could bear.



Sarah tilted her head, pretending to scrutinize his pose. “Hmm, no. Not quite. You need to use both hands. Hold the flower properly—above your head, with both hands.” She mimicked the pose, clearly nudging him toward the inevitable.



Brandon’s face flushed a deep red. “B-Both hands?” His heart thudded in his chest, and he could feel the tension building. If he raised both arms, there would be nothing stopping his shirt from riding up completely. He could already feel the fabric lifting with just one hand raised.



“Yes, both hands,” Cindy repeated with mock patience, her smile never faltering. “Don’t worry about the shirt. Just focus on holding the flower the right way. We’ll get the best shot that way.”



He glanced at the girls, searching for an escape, but the pressure of the situation weighed heavily on him. *If I don’t do this, they’ll call the agency… I’ll lose everything.* The thought paralyzed him. With a shaky breath, he finally gave in.



“Okay…” he whispered, lifting his other hand to grasp the flower, his fingers trembling as he raised both arms above his head.



As his arms went up, he immediately felt the cool air hit his exposed skin. His shirt, no longer held down, slid up his torso inch by inch until the fabric rose completely above his groin. There was nothing left to conceal him.



Brandon’s face burned as he realized his penis and pubic hair were fully exposed to the room. The girls, however, acted as if they hadn’t noticed, though their sly grins betrayed them.



“There, that’s perfect,” Sarah said, her voice steady as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. “Just hold still like that.”



Clara, who had been snapping photos the whole time, zoomed in, focusing on Brandon’s exposed body. The camera captured every humiliating detail, yet the girls carried on as if his nudity were completely normal, ignoring the fact that his uncut penis was now fully visible, hanging helplessly in front of them.





Brandon’s skin burned with embarrassment. He instinctively tried to lower one arm to pull his shirt back down, but Cindy was quick to stop him. “Ah, ah, ah! Both hands, remember?” she teased, her voice dripping with amusement.



“B-But...” Brandon stammered, his voice breaking as he struggled to keep a shred of dignity. “My shirt...”



“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Cindy waved dismissively, feigning indifference. “It’s not a big deal. Just focus on the pose—we need this shot to be perfect.”



Brandon bit his lip, feeling utterly powerless. With both hands holding the flower above his head, his shirt had ridden up far too high to cover anything. His penis, soft and swaying with his movements, was fully exposed, as were his pubic hairs, left completely vulnerable to both the camera and the girls. He could feel the heat of their gazes, even if they pretended not to be looking directly.



Clara continued snapping photos, her face impassive. “Great job, Brandon. Just hold it there a bit longer—I need a few more angles.”



Brandon shifted uncomfortably, the weight of the flower making his arms ache. Every inch of him felt tense, his humiliation deepening with each second. He had never been this exposed in his life, standing naked in front of three women, pretending nothing was wrong. His legs felt weak, but he knew he had no choice but to comply.



“Hold it steady, Brandon,” Sarah encouraged, her voice light and breezy, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. “You’re doing great.”



Brandon swallowed hard, his mouth dry. His body was fully on display now, and the girls were clearly enjoying every second, even if they didn’t say it aloud. The subtle glances, the stifled giggles—it was unbearable. They were pretending not to notice his nudity, but he could feel their eyes on him, and it only made the moment more excruciating.



“Okay, now tilt your head slightly,” Cindy instructed, her voice smooth as silk. “Just like that—perfect. And don’t worry about your shirt; it’s fine where it is.”



*Fine where it is?* Brandon thought bitterly. His shirt was doing nothing to protect his modesty. His penis hung freely, completely exposed, and there was nothing he could do about it. He squeezed the flower tighter, his arms trembling slightly as he tried to maintain the pose, wishing desperately for this to end.



Clara continued capturing every moment, her camera clicking rhythmically. “You’re doing fantastic,” she said, her tone professional, though a hint of amusement lingered. “Just a few more angles.”



---



As the photoshoot dragged on, the girls exchanged mischievous glances, their giggles betraying the “professional” façade they were putting on. Cindy held the camera with deliberate care, pretending to focus on product shots, but her lens gradually shifted downward, zeroing in on Brandon’s exposed body.



Brandon stood there, awkwardly clutching the flower prop above his head, his biceps straining. The thin shirt, once a fragile barrier, had ridden up too far. The hem hovered dangerously at the base of his abdomen, barely concealing him. With his hands occupied, there was nothing left to keep him covered. Slowly, teasingly, his thick penis, partially sheathed by foreskin, peeked out from beneath the fabric.



Brandon’s face flushed as he felt the cool air against his most intimate parts. His exposed skin tingled, and his stomach twisted with humiliation. He swallowed hard, desperately wanting to pull the shirt down, but the girls had him trapped.



“Hold it up higher,” Cindy suggested, her tone sweet yet commanding. She acted as though nothing was amiss, as though this were perfectly normal, but she was clearly reveling in his discomfort.



Brandon shifted slightly, attempting to use the limited movement he had to conceal himself. He glanced down, horrified to see just how much of his penis was on display. The foreskin barely covered the tip of his glans, the faint ridge visible beneath. He grimaced, trying to discreetly lower the shirt with one hand, but Cindy’s playful voice stopped him.



“Both hands, Brandon. We need the perfect shot. Don’t ruin it.”



He had no choice. Reluctantly, he raised both arms again, leaving his uncut cock fully exposed, hanging freely in front of them. It was large—impressively so—and Cindy couldn’t resist zooming in, slowly closing the distance between the camera and his naked body. She focused the lens on his groin, capturing every detail of his partially exposed foreskin, the way it clung to his glans, and the vulnerability radiating from his trembling posture.



“Perfect,” Cindy murmured, snapping the shutter. Sarah nodded approvingly, though her eyes gleamed with excitement.



“You look great,” she added, her voice laced with barely concealed amusement.



Clara, pretending to adjust the lighting, couldn’t help sneaking glances at his exposed member, her lips twitching with suppressed laughter.



They continued as though Brandon’s nudity was just another part of the job, but every giggle, every playful whisper, hinted at the truth—they were enjoying this far more than they let on. Cindy took her time, zooming in on his penis, ensuring that every detail was captured—the foreskin barely covering the head, the subtle veins tracing along its length, and the undeniable size of it, masculine and exposed.



Brandon squirmed, his muscles tense as he futilely tried to hide himself.



“Please, can we finish this quickly?” he muttered under his breath, his voice trembling.



But Cindy only smiled sweetly, pretending not to hear.



“Just a few more shots.”



Brandon’s face burned redder than ever, his humiliation complete. He raised the flower, fully aware that the girls were purposefully ignoring his embarrassment. His cock swayed slightly as he adjusted, and though he tried not to focus on it, he knew the camera was zoomed in, capturing every moment of his exposure. Each photo felt more humiliating than the last, and the girls were perfectly aware of the torment they were inflicting.



Yet they never mentioned his nudity—not once. The girls acted as though everything was completely normal, pretending to be professional while giggling and snapping pictures of Brandon’s exposed body. The entire time, he held the flower aloft, his face a portrait of shame as his large, uncut penis hung freely for the camera, captured forever in an ad campaign that would haunt him.







Brandon stood tall and lean, his athletic physique evident even in this vulnerable position. His body was a striking blend of toned muscle and youthful exuberance, the kind that suggested hours in the gym. His broad shoulders tapered down to a trim waist, accentuating the V-shape that made him look particularly striking. His smooth, lightly tanned skin gave him a healthy glow, which contrasted with the deep crimson flush of his cheeks.



At this moment, the shirt he wore was long enough to cover most of his lower body, but it offered only a fleeting sense of modesty. As he raised his arms to hold the flower, the fabric shifted, revealing more of his body with every movement. His flat stomach, subtly defined with the ridges of his abdominal muscles, became increasingly visible, and his modesty was all but stripped away.



The most intimate part of him, however, was now on full display. Brandon’s penis was undeniably impressive in size—thick and substantial, it hung down heavily, slightly curved. His foreskin clung to the head of his cock, partially covering it but leaving the glans teasingly exposed at the tip. The sheen on his foreskin caught the light, highlighting the natural contours of his body.



As he held the flower above his head, the hem of his shirt barely concealed the base of his shaft. The tip of his glans peeked out from beneath the fabric, making him acutely aware of how much he was revealing. His heart raced, both from the physical exposure and the thrill of the moment, a combination that left him torn between embarrassment and a strange exhilaration.



With every passing second, he could feel their eyes on him. His large, uncut penis swayed gently, betraying the mix of humiliation and excitement that filled the room.



As the girls’ giggles echoed in the studio, Brandon felt a strange mix of relief and lingering embarrassment. Finally, they allowed him to lower his arms, and a surge of freedom washed over him. “You can relax now, Brandon,” Cindy said, her voice laced with teasing. “We’re just getting started.”



Brandon’s heart raced as he let his hands fall to his sides, quickly using his shirt to cover himself. The long hem provided some semblance of modesty, but it did little to calm the fluttering in his chest. The air in the room was charged with tension, leaving him feeling both exposed and oddly excited.



Cindy smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Alright, time for the next outfit! We’re going for the sporty look now.”
 

[Malkovich]

Decided to cruise around the different malls toilets in town during lunch break. No luck for about an hour so I decided to buy my lunch and head back to the office. As I was walking off, saw a tall sporty guy in singlet with his gym bag heading to the toilet so I decided to try my last luck again. He used the last urinal while I stood in the middle. As more people entered, I went to wash my hand at the sink while waiting for them to leave and see if the guy leaves too but he didn't. More people entered the toilet and the urinals was all taken except for the one beside the sporty guy. I took my place at the urinal and pretended to piss. Glanced over but he was initially covering it. Subsequently he revealed a hard on about 7inch long. When the people cleared, I reach over and jerk his jewels for about 5 seconds before someone entered. He quickly covered up and left. Trailed him from the back to a mall toilet, saw his cubicle being left ajar thus I entered and locked the door. I immediately pulled his pants and underwear down and blow him on the spot. He smelled so fresh with public hair nicely trimmed. I asked him to follow me to my car but he smiled and declined politely. I jerked him a few times more and had to leave as my lunch hours was ending soon. After leaving the cubicle and as I was washing my hands at the sink, I thought to myself, when else will I ever have this lucky encounter with a buffed muscular tall fair skinned guy with such a huge dick. Tried my luck again to go to back to the cubicle and tapped at the door but he didn't open. About a minute later he opened the door and as he was exiting, he saw me. I entered the same cubicle and lucky me, he uturned and entered back to the same cubicle with me. Restarted the session again, fondling his cock from his pants, pulling his pants down, blew him again for a few minutes and sniffed his public region. He was damn hot, and I stood up back up and felt his entire body kissing his neck all. He opened my pants and sat down at the cubicle giving me the best bj with his eyes all closed. I was damn high but worried to get caught as when entering the cubicle, I saw that majority was occupied. I did not want to cum and had to rush back to the office, jerked him a couple more times and zipped up back. Exited the cubicle and returned back to work. Been replaying the encounter again and again.

[cutejack]

2 hours ago, Malkovich said:

Decided to cruise around the different malls toilets in town during lunch break. No luck for about an hour so I decided to buy my lunch and head back to the office. As I was walking off, saw a tall sporty guy in singlet with his gym bag heading to the toilet so I decided to try my last luck again. He used the last urinal while I stood in the middle. As more people entered, I went to wash my hand at the sink while waiting for them to leave and see if the guy leaves too but he didn't. More people entered the toilet and the urinals was all taken except for the one beside the sporty guy. I took my place at the urinal and pretended to piss. Glanced over but he was initially covering it. Subsequently he revealed a hard on about 7inch long. When the people cleared, I reach over and jerk his jewels for about 5 seconds before someone entered. He quickly covered up and left. Trailed him from the back to a mall toilet, saw his cubicle being left ajar thus I entered and locked the door. I immediately pulled his pants and underwear down and blow him on the spot. He smelled so fresh with public hair nicely trimmed. I asked him to follow me to my car but he smiled and declined politely. I jerked him a few times more and had to leave as my lunch hours was ending soon. After leaving the cubicle and as I was washing my hands at the sink, I thought to myself, when else will I ever have this lucky encounter with a buffed muscular tall fair skinned guy with such a huge dick. Tried my luck again to go to back to the cubicle and tapped at the door but he didn't open. About a minute later he opened the door and as he was exiting, he saw me. I entered the same cubicle and lucky me, he uturned and entered back to the same cubicle with me. Restarted the session again, fondling his cock from his pants, pulling his pants down, blew him again for a few minutes and sniffed his public region. He was damn hot, and I stood up back up and felt his entire body kissing his neck all. He opened my pants and sat down at the cubicle giving me the best bj with his eyes all closed. I was damn high but worried to get caught as when entering the cubicle, I saw that majority was occupied. I did not want to cum and had to rush back to the office, jerked him a couple more times and zipped up back. Exited the cubicle and returned back to work. Been replaying the encounter again and again.

Aiyah,wasted lor. Y not just shoot yr cum in his mouth n suck him till cum too. Where got such hot n juicy encounter come to u more than once. God not so generous la.

[masseu]

The gym was quiet, save for the faint creak of the building settling in the cool morning air. Aaron and Lucas shuffled in awkwardly, their sneakers scuffing against the polished floor. Neither of them wanted to be here, but they had no choice. Coach Miller had made it clear—this meeting wasn’t optional.

Aaron, tall and wiry, with messy chestnut hair and a permanent flush on his fair skin, had been jittery all morning. He’d hardly slept the night before, his mind racing after the coach’s curt demand to “show up and explain yourself.” Beside him, Lucas, who was shorter but stockier with sandy blond hair and a sharp jawline, looked calmer, but Aaron could see the tension in his clenched fists.

“You think he’s going to make us run laps or something?” Aaron whispered, his voice tight.

Lucas snorted softly, though his usual smirk was absent. “Doubt it. He said it was about the class we skipped, right? Probably just wants us to listen to a lecture.”

Aaron nodded, but his stomach churned. They’d skipped the first PE class of the semester, thinking it wasn’t a big deal. “It’s just PE,” Lucas had said, waving it off. “What could we possibly miss?”

Apparently, they’d missed more than they’d realized.

The heavy sound of a door creaking open startled them both. Coach Miller stepped out of his office, clipboard in hand. His imposing frame filled the doorway, his broad shoulders and square jaw lending him an air of authority that neither boy dared to challenge.

“Morning, boys,” Coach said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the empty gym. “Come with me.”

Aaron and Lucas exchanged uneasy glances but followed without protest. Coach Miller led them to a smaller, private room off to the side of the gym. The walls were bare, save for a height chart and a mirror, and the only furniture was a desk, a couple of chairs, and a tall cabinet.

Coach gestured for them to stand in the center of the room while he set his clipboard on the desk. “You know why you’re here,” he began, his tone brisk. “You decided to skip my first class. And in doing so, you missed something important.”

Aaron swallowed hard. “We didn’t think—”

“That’s obvious,” Coach interrupted, fixing him with a sharp look. “Yesterday, we did a full-body evaluation. Height, weight, body composition—everything. It’s standard at the start of the semester so we can track your progress. But since you two thought you were above showing up, you didn’t participate.”

Lucas shifted uncomfortably. “Can’t we just, like… do it now?”

Coach’s lips curved into a faint smirk. “Exactly. That’s why you’re here. Shoes off, shirts off. Let’s get started.”

Aaron hesitated, his stomach flipping. He didn’t remember hearing anything about full-body evaluations. Was this really necessary? But the coach’s expectant gaze left no room for argument. Slowly, he kicked off his sneakers and tugged his shirt over his head, his slim torso exposed to the room’s cool air. Lucas followed suit, pulling off his hoodie to reveal his broader, more muscular frame.

“Good,” Coach said, picking up his clipboard. “Now the rest. Pants, too.”

Aaron blinked. “Wait, what?”

Coach arched an eyebrow. “We need accurate measurements. Everyone else yesterday did this without complaints. You’re not going to hold things up, are you?”

Lucas tensed, his jaw clenching. “This seems a little—”

“Do you really want me to write you up for refusing to cooperate?” Coach’s voice was calm but firm, leaving no room for argument.

Aaron’s heart raced as he fumbled with the button of his jeans, reluctantly sliding them down and stepping out of them. Standing there in just his boxer briefs, he felt exposed, his lean legs covered in a faint dusting of hair. Lucas hesitated longer but finally complied, peeling off his joggers to reveal his toned thighs and snug briefs.

Coach Miller’s gaze swept over them appraisingly. “Almost there,” he said, his smirk widening. “Boxers off.”

Aaron froze, his face burning. “What? Why—”

“Full-body examination,” Coach said smoothly. “You skipped it yesterday, so you’re making up for it now. Everyone else had to strip. Are you saying you’re too shy?”

Aaron’s face burned hotter, but the coach’s sharp gaze left him no choice. Slowly, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and slid them down, his face crimson as he stepped out of them. His slender frame was fully exposed now, his penis soft and resting gently against his thigh, his balls drawn up slightly from the room’s coolness.

Lucas let out a frustrated sigh before following suit, his movements stiff and reluctant. His thicker, slightly darker penis hung low, his balls heavier and more pronounced. Both boys stood there awkwardly, their bare bodies on full display.

Coach’s eyes lingered on them for a moment before he stepped closer, his clipboard in hand. “Let’s take a look.”



Coach Miller stepped closer, his clipboard tucked under one arm, his presence looming over the two exposed boys. Aaron’s face burned as he felt the coach’s gaze on him, his slender frame trembling slightly under the scrutiny. Lucas stood rigid, his fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight as if he were holding back an explosion of words.

“Relax,” Coach said, his voice calm but firm. “This is a standard examination. We need to ensure your bodies are in top shape for the semester.” His eyes flicked between them, settling first on Aaron. “Step forward.”

Aaron’s stomach twisted as he shuffled forward, his bare feet cold against the polished floor. His hands twitched at his sides, every instinct screaming at him to cover himself, but he didn’t dare. Coach Miller set the clipboard down on a nearby table and reached for the measuring tape in his pocket.

“Arms at your sides,” Coach instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Aaron obeyed, his breathing shallow as the coach began the examination. Starting at his shoulders, Coach measured the width of Aaron’s frame, his hands brushing lightly against his skin. Aaron flinched at the contact, his breath hitching, but Coach didn’t seem to notice—or maybe he didn’t care. The tape moved lower, skimming down Aaron’s torso, his ribs, his waist, until it rested just above his groin.

Aaron’s body stiffened as the coach’s hand paused, his fingers brushing the sensitive skin of his lower abdomen. “Good muscle tone,” Coach murmured, almost to himself. “Now let’s check the rest.”

“The rest?” Aaron’s voice cracked slightly, his face burning.

Coach smirked faintly. “Relax. It’s just a measurement.”

Before Aaron could react, Coach’s hand moved lower, his fingers wrapping around Aaron’s flaccid penis with a practiced ease that made Aaron’s knees threaten to buckle. The tape measure followed, stretching along the length of Aaron’s shaft. His breathing quickened, his heart pounding in his chest as the coach’s grip tightened slightly, his touch deliberate but not rough.

“Hmm,” Coach mused, tilting his head slightly as he noted the length on his clipboard. “Not bad. But we’ll need to see more.”

Aaron blinked, his mind racing. “What do you mean?”

Coach didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned to Lucas, gesturing for him to step forward. Lucas hesitated, his body visibly tense, but he eventually obeyed, his movements stiff and reluctant. Aaron stepped back, his hands twitching as he watched Coach repeat the process.

“Same for you,” Coach said, his tone calm as he reached for Lucas. His hand wrapped around Lucas’s thicker length, his grip steady as he measured with the tape. Lucas’s breathing hitched, and he muttered something under his breath, his face dark with humiliation.

“Relax,” Coach said again, his smirk widening slightly. “This is just the beginning.”

Lucas glared at him but didn’t move, his body rigid as Coach finished taking notes. Setting the clipboard aside, Coach stepped back and addressed them both. “Now, as I said, we’ll need to see more.”

Aaron felt his stomach drop. “More of what?”

Coach’s smirk deepened. “Your erect measurements. Can’t track progress without a proper baseline, can we?”

Lucas let out a sharp laugh, though there was no humor in it. “You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Not at all,” Coach said, his voice smooth. “It’s part of the process. You skipped class, so you’re making up for it. Now, get yourselves ready.”

Aaron’s face burned hotter, his hands twitching at his sides. “You mean we’re supposed to just—”

“You’re young, healthy boys,” Coach interrupted. “It shouldn’t take much. Go ahead. Start.”

Neither of them moved, their shock and embarrassment freezing them in place. Coach sighed dramatically, stepping forward. “Fine. If you’re too shy, I’ll help you out.”

Aaron’s breath caught as Coach’s hand wrapped around him again, this time with a deliberate stroke that made him gasp. His knees buckled slightly, and he grabbed at the edge of the desk for support as Coach continued, his movements slow and measured. Aaron’s body betrayed him, warmth pooling low in his abdomen as his penis began to harden under the coach’s touch.

“See?” Coach murmured, his voice low. “Not so hard.”

Aaron’s face burned with shame as his erection grew, standing stiff and throbbing in the coach’s hand. He let out a shaky breath, his body trembling with a mix of humiliation and unwilling arousal.

Lucas’s eyes darted between Aaron and the coach, his jaw clenched. “This is insane.”

“Then take care of it yourself,” Coach said smoothly, turning his attention to Lucas. “Or do you need encouragement too?”

Lucas cursed under his breath but reluctantly wrapped his own hand around his length, his strokes hesitant at first. His cheeks flushed, his movements growing steadier as his body responded. Aaron’s gaze flicked toward him, his own arousal spiking at the sight of Lucas stroking himself.

Coach watched them both intently, his smirk never faltering. “Good,” he said, his tone almost approving. “Now keep going. I need to see everything.”

Aaron’s strokes quickened, his breathing turning shallow as the heat built within him. His hips jerked involuntarily, his body aching for release. Lucas let out a low, frustrated groan, his strokes growing rougher as his own arousal reached its peak.

“Don’t stop,” Coach murmured, stepping closer. “You’re almost there.”

Aaron’s strokes faltered as Coach Miller stepped back, his sharp gaze flicking between the two boys. “Don’t slow down now,” he said, his tone calm but commanding. “We’re not done yet.”

Aaron’s chest heaved as he tried to steady his breathing, his hand still gripping his throbbing length. He glanced over at Lucas, whose face was a storm of anger and confusion, though his hand continued its reluctant movement. “This… this can’t be normal,” Aaron muttered, his voice shaky. “You’re telling us you made everyone do this yesterday?”

Coach’s smirk widened, though he didn’t answer right away. Instead, he picked up his clipboard, scribbling something down with infuriating composure. “It’s all part of the assessment,” he said smoothly, his eyes never leaving the page. “Body composition, erection measurements, sperm quality—it’s all connected to physical health.”

Lucas froze mid-motion, his jaw tightening. “You’re telling me you had the entire class jerk off for you? No way.”

Coach looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Are you questioning the curriculum? Because I assure you, this is standard practice.”

Aaron’s stomach churned, his face burning with humiliation. “None of the guys said anything about this. Not one.”

“Maybe they were smart enough to keep their mouths shut,” Coach shot back, his tone clipped. “Now, are you two going to cooperate, or am I going to have to report your refusal to participate?”

The threat hung heavy in the air, silencing any further protests. Aaron swallowed hard, his hand trembling as he resumed stroking himself. Lucas hesitated, his face dark with resentment, but after a long, tense moment, he muttered a curse under his breath and continued.

“Wait,” Aaron said suddenly, his voice tight as he looked up at the coach. “What about the girls? You’re saying you made them do this too?”

Coach’s eyes gleamed with something unreadable, his smirk deepening. “Oh, the girls? No, they didn’t participate.” He paused, letting the tension hang in the air. “They just watched.”

Aaron’s face went white, his stomach twisting into knots. Lucas’s eyes widened, his breath catching. “You can’t be serious,” he said, his voice strained.

Coach shrugged, his expression calm. “It’s all part of the learning process. You skipped, you missed out. Now, enough questions. Keep going.”

Aaron’s mind raced, the thought of their classmates—all the girls they knew—watching something like this was unbearable. His strokes grew more mechanical as he tried to block out the situation. His body was working against him, the slick, aching heat in his groin making it impossible to focus on anything else. Each motion sent a jolt of sensation through him, the tension building low in his abdomen with alarming speed.

Beside him, Lucas let out a low, frustrated grunt, his own movements becoming faster, more desperate. His muscular frame was taut with effort, the veins in his forearm standing out as his hand worked over his thick, rigid length. “This is bullshit,” he muttered under his breath, though the quiver in his voice betrayed his mounting arousal.

Aaron risked a glance at Lucas, and the sight only made his own situation worse. Lucas’s flushed face, the sheen of sweat glistening on his skin, the rhythmic motion of his hand—it all fed into the heat spiraling inside Aaron, his hips twitching involuntarily in response.

“Eyes forward,” Coach barked, snapping Aaron’s attention back to the clipboard in his hand. “Focus. This isn’t a competition.”

Aaron’s cheeks burned hotter, and he clenched his jaw, forcing himself to look away. The air in the room felt suffocating, thick with tension and the faint, unmistakable sound of slick strokes as both boys struggled to comply.

Coach circled them slowly, his gaze sharp and appraising. “Don’t hold back now,” he said, his tone softening slightly. “We need a complete sample. The more you give, the better.”

Aaron felt a wave of shame wash over him, but his body refused to stop. The heat in his core built to an unbearable peak, and his strokes quickened, his breathing turning shallow and uneven. He could feel his release approaching, the pressure mounting with each agonizing second.

“I… I can’t…” Aaron gasped, his voice breaking.

Coach smirked, his eyes gleaming. “Yes, you can. Just let go.”

Aaron’s body obeyed before his mind could catch up. With a shuddering cry, his hips jerked forward, and the first hot spurt of semen shot from him, landing on the floor in a sticky arc. He let out a strangled moan, his legs trembling as his release overtook him in wave after wave, each one leaving him more drained than the last.

Lucas followed seconds later, a guttural groan escaping his lips as his own climax hit. His strokes faltered, then stopped altogether as thick ropes of cum spilled from him, streaking his thighs and the floor beneath him. He bent forward slightly, his hands gripping his knees as he fought to catch his breath.

Coach’s grin widened, and he crouched slightly, inspecting the results with a deliberate slowness that made Aaron’s skin crawl. “Impressive,” he said, his tone laced with approval. He dipped a finger into one of the pools on the floor, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. “Good consistency. Healthy color.”

Aaron turned his face away, his humiliation complete. Lucas’s fists clenched at his sides, but he didn’t say a word, his shoulders heaving as he tried to steady his breathing.

Coach straightened, jotting something down on his clipboard. “Well done, boys,” he said, his voice brisk. “That concludes your assessment.”

Aaron’s head snapped up. “That’s it?”

Coach glanced at him, his smirk firmly in place. “That’s it. You’re free to go.”

Neither boy moved, their bodies still frozen in the aftermath of what had just happened. Finally, Coach raised an eyebrow. “Unless you’d like to stick around for a more thorough evaluation?”

Aaron shook his head quickly, reaching for his clothes. Lucas followed suit, his movements stiff and angry as he yanked on his hoodie and joggers. The two of them avoided each other’s eyes as they dressed in silence, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.

As they headed for the door, Coach’s voice stopped them. “Oh, and boys?”

They turned reluctantly, their gazes wary.

“Remember,” Coach said, his smirk widening. “Don’t skip my class again. Next time, the consequences might be even more… involved.”

Aaron swallowed hard, his grip tightening on his backpack strap as he nodded quickly. Lucas muttered something under his breath, his jaw clenched as he pushed the door open. The two of them stepped into the hallway, their faces burning with humiliation as they walked away in silence.

Neither of them spoke, but one thought lingered in both their minds—they would never look at Coach Miller the same way again.

One thing was certain—they would never skip another PE class.