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I looked up from my book at the half naked man in front of me. What a sight, naked and covered in freckles! I coaxed him over and take his soft cock in my hands and knead it with interest. I sighed in contentment as I felt the flesh tighten and swell under my administrations. The stranger groans and entwines his fingers in my hair. The person on the deck chair next to me starts watching me and reaches for his cock..

There’s dozens of secret, gay pool parties all over South Beach. I know where and when they all are because I’ve been coming here for fifteen years, the same two weeks every summer. I send the kids off to summer camp, kiss the wife good-bye, shut off my work phone, then hop on a plane for my “work sabbatical”. Over the years, the family has gotten postcards from Prague, Rome, Sydney, Aruba, Jakarta… but it’s a carefully constructed farce. I’ve never left the US once. I come to South Beach every year for two weeks to have gay sex in excess. Yep. From the time I land to the morning I leave, it’s cock, dick, and balls from sun-up to sun-down.

I love men, but I also like success. In the white, homophobic world of New England investment banking everything you eat, sleep, and breathe is a career move, and that includes marriage. My kids are 8 and 9 now. They might figure out that daddy’s secret, but my wife is pretty dense. I love them, yes, but every year it gets just a bit harder to leave South Beach… and every year I debate just staying here, splitting custody, and getting to play with naked studs by the pool every damn day until I die. What a life!

I reach around to squeeze a firm handful of this stranger’s ass and take his erection into my mouth. I push up his Tropical Heat shirt and run my hand over his chest as I suck. I love the musky scent of an aroused man, I love the way the vein throbs against my tongue, I love the small noises they make when I tongue the tip of their cock…perfection. The air is hot, I’m sweating, everything smells like suntan lotion and chlorine. This is heaven. Not Connecticut, not banking. Maybe this is the year. Maybe. I give his balls a squeeze. Oh fuck yes, he’s already coming.

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Rob hears the bathroom door slam and lock behind him; he spins around around and his eyes go wide at the man who is in there with him. “So I heard you bitchin’ to your campy little friend at the bar that you’re into sucking cock lately but everyone you know has these tiny dicks. Well you got five seconds to give appreciate my cock and low-hangers with the best goddamn tongue bath of your life or I’m going to bend you over that sink and fuck you dry.”

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My father cheated on my mom – in their own bed – and only agreed to a divorce because he got caught. During that legal process, it was discovered that my mom was cheating on him too! It was a messy divorce. I spent a lot of nights during my teenage years at friend’s houses so I wouldn’t have to hear them fighting. I was mad at both of them for not being adults.

After my dad left, my mom married that new guy and he moved in like he was taking over my dad’s life. I was supposed to be pretend everything was alright? No, nuh-uh, Not me. This required revenge. I even went to college close to home so I wouldn’t have to move out. Sure, I was nice to my new ‘dad" alright. It took exactly eight days of showing up hot after runs in tight shorts and walking around in a towel after showers before he let me unzip his pants and suck.

Turns out my new ‘dad’ really loves blowjobs but my mom is a prude. He admitted he was initially nervous about having a step-son, but now we’re closer than ever… balls deep, matter of fact. What would my mom say if she knew her new beau loved having his cock in her son’s mouth?

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The fag hauled all the heaviest supplies two miles from the truck to the camp site where they were to spend the weekend repairin’ fences. It was only fair to the horse, who was already carrying his Sir. Once there, the Master instructed his boy to strip and rinse off in the river. Not only was he at risk for over-heating, but he stunk and was covered head to toe in dust, sweat, and his owner’s piss. The young man had a long swim, until he came up for air once and saw his Sir waiting on the bank, his cock in his hand. The fag shook the water off of his tanned skin and went to claim his reward for a job well done.