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My Neighbor's Hot Set of Wheels

by SDR2000 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I want to tell you about the sexy, married, straight neighbour I remember who had an old, rusting, silver grey '67 AMC Ambassador SST fastback 2 door coupe. He rented an apartment across the street from where I lived and grew up. This was in the mid-seventies. I was nineteen years old at that time and still at home with my parents. College was a few month...

The Bus

by drmweaver705 on Jan 28, 2020
Gay Male

All participants are over 18. This is a fantasy that was inspired by a real encounter. ***** The old man got on the bus at exactly eleven p.m. Neal remembered so exactly because he checked the time on his phone to confirm the bus was still on schedule. Sure enough it was. He still had a seven hour ride in front of him to reach his destination. It was fas...

Sissy Cuckold & The Old Bull Ch. 02

by DirtyDaddyHunter on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

"Now for your turn" leers the old bull, stroking the mushroomed head of his gnarled old cock. The old man starts to get hard again and grabs the husband's head. He slams his cock back in the husband's mouth, brutally facefucking him. "Is that what you want Sissy? To be Daddies pantied cocksucker? "The husband chokes and gags on this vile old man's big cock,...

Old Ike

by 80niner on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

When I think of dirty old men, I think of Ike Thomas and when I think about Ike I get a hard on that won’t quit. Sixty years ago,I worked in what was once my Grandfather’s Greenhouses. Gramps had died a year earlier and Grandma, now in her seventies had been forced to sell to the competition. I got a job with the new owners and mostly worked the range by m...

Hot Mechanic/Hot Impala SS

by SDR2000 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I always had a teenage boy crush thing for this one mechanic who my Dad always went to. His garage was a couple of blocks away from where we lived in our small Canadian town (I grew up there and left for college when I was 21). He was in his late twenties and had dark hair. unshaven frequently and was kinda tall and lanky. Looking back now, he was pretty hom...

Back For More

by timmywells on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Willard Strong looked out through the peephole of his apartment, chuckling to himself when he saw who had knocked on the door, and while he wasn't really surprised to see the young man out there he was a bit shocked to see how little time Bobby McDonald wasted before coming back for more. Less than 24 hours earlier the lad had emerged from the old man's apa...

Dominated by the Alpha

by ClaudiaDelacroix on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Erik tensed as the chill wind cut through the forest, his senses were on fire. Corbin would attack from the right, he always did. They had been taught predictability was death, yet the pup never learned that lesson. Erik made it a point to drive it home tonight. The rustle of leaves, a breaking twig, Corbin burst from the undergrowth to Erik's right. His fa...

Straight Guys Need Money Ch. 02

by Dylan987 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The next morning it was as if the experience at the old man's house had never happened, and neither Lee nor I mentioned it at all. For the next couple of weeks we spent the days loafing around at the coast, learning to surf, and spending our $500 on accommodation and drinks at various bars. I guess we just lost track of how much we were spending, until we pa...

Love Letters

by wickedgirl06 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

1 As he looked around the room he knew it was a fantastic idea. Moving back to Hampshire was like reading an old story book that was found in a box in an attic from when he was a boy. The house was huge with six bedrooms. Being his parent's old house he once lived with his two younger brothers and one older sister. 'I need room for my piano' he thought as...

Suppository Depository

by kudzu41999 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Why are you constipated?" asked the old man. "Sorry," I said, "I don't like vegetables, fiber, oatmeal, salads, or anything green." I could not believe I was telling Gilbert my deepest darkest secrets. Still, Gilbert had always been there for me. Sure, he was so much older than me, but the old man listened to me and never criticized me. The old man shrug...