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Paul had gone to take a late morning nap. When he came down to the pool area, the Saturday’s festivities were in full swing. And yep, the second he saw all those hot guys, he got an instant boner. Paul had been suppressing his sexuality since the awkward college years, but now that his career was stable he had been discovering just how fun gay could be. Hence why he came to this White Party. So many hunks!
Paul was walking to the bar when he did a double take. David stared at him back. Paul switched directions toward him.
“Paul? Is that you?” David asked.
Paul grinned. “In the flesh.” They exchanged a bro hug.
David looked at him up and down. “Man, you filled out. You look good.”
Paul tried not to blush. “Thanks man. You were -and are – way way hotter than me. And muscular. Look at your arms!”
David couldn’t help but flex a little. “I appreciate you saying that. After college I started eating way too much, but now I’m doing my best to stay fit.”
“Oh it’s working. Good job. You uh, must be here with a boyfriend?”
David shrugged those big shoulders. “Nah. Had some relationships, but I’m enjoying being a bachelor. There’s so many hot guys here, I just want to sample them all.”
Paul chuckled. “I admire your confidence. I still feel like I’ve come out of the closet recently.”
David blinked. “You? But you seemed out in college…I mean, we did fool around.”
Paul gave a wry smile. “Yeah it was fun. My body wanted it, but my mind just wasn’t ready to be on the same page.”
“Is it now?”
“Huh?”
“Is it on the same page,” David repeated. “Cause if you’d like to get caught up from where we left, we can go back to my hotel room for a lesson.”
Paul’s eyes went wide. “Are you actually like… propositioning me?”
David laughed. “You’re so formal. Yeah. You’re still hot. I’d love to fool around with you again.”
Paul was stunned. “I’m not used to being hit on but, man yeah, I’d love for you to show me some things. Mostly you naked.”
And just like that, Paul found himself walking right back into the hotel he just came out from. Only this time, it was with a hot man on his arms. Paul was so relieved to have ran into someone he knew, someone who could help him pick up where he left off in college. Paul ran his arm over David’s shoulder in the elevator. He wanted that man. It was so nice to not feel ashamed to want a man. This was going go be fun. God, his cock was hard!
As if David read his mind, he leaned over and whispered into Paul’s ear, “I love that you’re so hard.”
Paul broke out into goosebumps.
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When your instinct is to spread your legs for daddy
“Oof, lad, I’ve seen your dick a dozen times, but it always blows me away what a big gun you’re packing boy. Just a sausage…”
“You like my dick, Daddy?”
Adam reaches out to caress the shaft through the cotton. “Yeah, I like it a lot. I love that you’re hung for fucking, but you just want my cock more don’t you boy?”
Julian whimpers and nods.
“You spread your legs when I got on the bed. You want me on top of you and in you don’t you?”
Julian nodded quicker.
Adam increased his grip on Julian’s package. “You know that a man’s job in the bedroom isn’t determined by his dick size. You’re a smart boy.”
A wet spot grew in Julian’s underwear. “I’m not smart Daddy, my body just reacts to you. I just listen to it…thought it’s hard to think when you’re standing there in your jock…”
“Fuck that’s hot. Daddy’s dick is throbbing. Let’s get you lubed up, I want to be deep inside you.”
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I drink in the stunning sight of Nero reading on the sofa in the buff, utterly comfortably in himself. I love discovering all sides to this complex, quiet man. Seeing him at leisure is just as pleasurable as seeing him thrashing in ecstasy. When he moved in, it was like getting a new pet. I was, and am, just so interested in what he was doing all the time. I try to give him his space during the day, because at night I just want him in my arms until dawn. I also use that time at night to think of more ways to fulfill Nero’s one requirement for moving in – that I bring more casual kink into his daily life.
Nero raises his gaze from his book to me, questioning.
“Show me your device,” I say.
Nero smirks and lifts up his book so I can see the pretty silver device around his cock. The sun glimmers off it.
I nod. “As you were.” And I move on to continue what I was doing. I couldn’t remember what that was though…
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“What? So what that you’re horny? You’re always horny,” Jim said.
“But once it gets wet…”
“Who cares if they see the outline of your chastity cage? Better than seeing an outline of your dick in white Speedos.”
Sean blinked. He hadn’t thought of it. “I suppose you’re right..”
“I am right. I’d never put you in a situation that’d get you arrested boy. And remember, it’s not illegal to be embarrassed.” Jim grinned.
Sean blushed. “That’s an unfortunate reality.”
“For you maybe. Hot stuff for me. Come on, it’s hot out here.” Jim picked up his bodyboard and headed to the water.
Sean sighed. He hoped the water was cold. God, he was horny, and all he could think about was getting fucked on the beach with everyone watching him get railed. The thought of submitting and being taken in front of all those people was almost too much to stomach, but god Sean hated that he still fantasized about it just for a chance at relief! Goddamn, this device was wicked and he’d under-estimated its power! Sean groaned, picked up his body board and followed Jim to the sea. God, he hoped it was cold.
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“That’s a point! Woohoo! Off with those underwear. Let me see that sweet hot body of yours in the buff.”
“Ah, my fault.” Jackson sighs. He sits down and pushes those underwear off. “You really like lookin don’t you?”
I licked my lips. “You’re fucking hot and got a nice bulge, of course I’m gonna stare. Why do you think I like playing for stripping so much?”
Jackson sets his underwear on the bench with the rest of his clothes. “Cause you’re a horny fucker.”
I laugh. “That’s true. But luckily you won’t have to be embarrassed for long. Two more points and this game is mine.”
Jackson got an odd smirk on his face. “We’ll see about that.”
“What do you mean? You lost so much you’re naked! I still got my shorts on.”
What I did not know is that Jackson set me up. He completely destroyed me over the next few plays. I of course, was too distracted by his bare cock and balls, and his plays were sharp and vicious. I began to lose points, until the game was close – and soon I was naked and a loser! My pride was hurt, but I was almost impressed.
“Goddammit Jackson. You play dirty.” I took a swig of water.
“I like it dirty. And I like being naked.”
“Does that mean you’re gonna let me have you in the bathroom after this?”
Jackson raises an eyebrow. “I’m going to have you. You lost. Your ass is mine.”
I stammered, but I couldn’t come up with a decent rebuttal!
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“Oh shit! Oh John, it’s just you. Goddamn, you scared the hell out of us!”
“Sorry guys, I got off work late. You know I’d never miss this study group.”
“Well lock the door behind you, we’re just about to get started…”
“What are we studying today?”
“The sexual behaviors of horny college students.”
“My favorite!”
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I put my hands on my hips. “Well look at that. My plants are thriving.”
“They were in the wrong kind of soil, Sir.”
“How did you figure that out?”
“I did some research.” Damien is being humble but I see it in his eyes that he’s pleased with himself.
“Must be nice knowing how to read,” I say.
“It IS. It’s just hard cause I want to stay up so late reading, and then I’m tired during breakfast.”
“That explains your cranky mornings sometimes.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
I pat him on the shoulder. “No, don’t apologize. I’m happy for you. You worked hard at it.”
Damien blushes a little. He looks out over the water. “But the harder I work, the quicker I’m going to have to leave though won’t I?”
"What? Why?”
“Well you said I could stay here as your houseboy while I got caught up on my education and got my GED. I’m taking the test in May…”
I snort. “You think I’m gonna let you stop with a GED? No, boy. You need to think bigger. College.”
He turns to stare at me. “College?” Damien squeaks.
“Or whatever higher education you want. And you can stay here while you do that, even if you don’t want to be my houseboy anymore. I like having you around.”
“Oh Sir,” he sighs. “I want to stay here. I like being your houseboy. And having someone to have casual sex with is like…awesome”
“That’s my line.”
Damien chuckles. “Nope, mine.” He walks over to hug me. I crush him in my embrace. “But seriously, boy. Focus on your GED first, but start thinking bigger.”
“What if I just want to be a houseboy?”
“You’re not gonna want to be making eggs when you’re 40 and I’m 55. Trust me.”
Damien sighs. “You’re probabaly right but, I can’t fathom of thinking of leaving. I’m so happy to make eggs for you now, Sir.”
“Stop being so precious, I’m gonna get a cavity for how sweet you are. How did you survive on the streets for how long you did? When I think of you riding trains, it makes me sick.”
Damien hugs him back. “I had to do what I did to survive. I’d do it all again if I knew I’d meet you on the corner one day.”
“It’s weird to think where we’d be if I haven’t dropped my wallet,” I say.
Damien says, “You’d still be eating the worst eggs…”
I laughed. “You’re right. Man, I want eggs now.”
“Can I make breakfast for dinner?”
“Mmmn. That sounds good. Let’s do that.”
“Yay! I’m gonna do it naked.”
“Uh can we have breakfast at 3 pm?”
“No Sir! The house runs on a schedule.”
I groan. “Stop being so precious!”
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“I have to say, I normally feel kind of ambivalent when company’s want to send me products, but I was already wearing House Arrest’s brand when they e-mailed me. And these boxer briefs are so goddamn comfy, and no wedg – oh hey everyone, it’s my boyfriend. Hi Jax.”
“Hey gorgeous. You streaming for Platform?”
“Yep. I’m doing a promo for underwear.”
“God your ass looks good in those, but it would look amazing in a paper bag.”
Tom giggles. “It would not. And it would crinkle if I even breathed. You’d get papercuts walking to the fridge. Fabric like this is much more comfortable. And soft.”
Jax climbs up on the bed.
“Oh hello there. Are you joining me on the stream?”
“I need to feel this for myself.” Jax cups Tom’s ass and squeezes. “Yeah that’s nice. Soft but I can still get a good grip…”
“Jax – woah, hey, just a reminder I’m still streaming,” Tom stammers.
“Let em watch,” Jax suggests. He kisses Tom’s neck and brings their bodies together.
Tom gasps. “Christ you are a madman!”
Jax slips his arm around Tom’s torso, and slides his hand down his thigh.
“Aah!” Tom arches against Jax. He puts an arm around his neck and gives in to the desire to kiss that man and let him ravish his mouth in return.
In a moment, streaming seems marginally less important than it was a moment ago. Tom lowers his hand with the phone as he gets distracted by the way Jax is making him feel. Jax cups Tom between the legs and squeezes. Tom makes a guttural cry. The phone falls to the bed. Jax guides Tom backwards to the bed and pulls the underwear off so he can stroke him properly. Tom twists his fingers into Jax’s hair and keens.
When they finish and the Earth stops spinning, Tom gets his wits back about him. “…Is my phone still streaming?” He wipes his hand on the sheets and picks it up; his face goes pale. “Oh shit it is. Uhhh hi everyone. Oh my god there’s so many people watching this. Um. Fuck uhh. Well that was a little unexpected. I- uh-”
Jax takes the phone. “Your boy’s a little busy now. Leave a message.” He shuts off the recording.
Tom covers his face with his hands and groans. “Thanks for doing that. Fuck, I may get decommissioned for that.”
“But people will be talking about it for a while.”
“Yeah I guess it’s true. Any press is good press right? Mmn I love it when you kiss me. Wanna take a shower together?” Tom asks.
“Oh hell yeah, we haven’t done that in a while.”
Tom later posts a photo on Instagram of the pair of underwear in front of the shower door. “Sorry to everyone who watched my stream on Platform last night. I didn’t intend to keep recording during an intimate moment with my boyfriend. I really apologize you had to listen to that. Some of you seemed to uhhh not mind so much, but others were upset. I apologize, but sometimes, real life interrupts the life we craft for ourselves, and those moments matter more than what you’re doing on your phone.”
To his surprise, the underwear company loves the photo and wants to use it for a campaign. Tom is less impressed when he gets offers to shoot porn, and turns them down. He has standards, really.
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Desire
After a long morning of sex and intimacy, you enjoy a quiet skin-to-skin embrace with Rich as you two catch your breath. As your eyes meet, you see just how exhausted Rich is. That’s when you realize that you’ve found your man. No words need to be spoken, no gestures, no second guessing. Rich spent the entire morning working hard to make it feel good for you over himself. You were so lost in the extasy of sex and foreplay that you couldn’t spare any resource to give it consideration. Rich not only gave it consideration, he considered it from the start. Hell, he probably worked twice as hard as you did, and you had no clue until now. You acknowledge your awareness with a kiss and by giving him a nuzzle. You’re in awe of him and struggle to express your love. Simple words will do. “Thank you for this morning. You were amazing.”
Only then does Rich smile.
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