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It started when I was very young. Finding a "Playgirl" magazine opened my eyes to a new and thrilling world totally unknown to me. It was there that I saw my first manly cock and launched my attraction to tan. dark and black cock. Normal and straight for that age by day, my nights were filled with a curious lust for dick. As it turned out, my first encounter would be with an older black man, solidifying my craving forever. Thick, gorgeous and huge. His cock looked enormous the first time I saw it. Sexual lust sprang up the first time I touched it. A deep, lustful longing. A craving, a desire… Läs mer

It started out feeling his touch on my leg. An older man, much older, and a horny teen. His caress sent electricity through me. Unknown and unexpected jolts that made my brain tingle. He could sense my arrousal. He knew the needs and urges of a young man and I was no different. He quietly moved to his knees in front of me as I sat back on a couch. Gently parted my legs, he ran his hands along my inner thighs and the sensation made my eyes glaze over and roll back. His hands moved to my waistband and his thumbs pressed into my sides and moved back and forth before hooking my pants and working… Läs mer

Before I left his hotel room, I had agreed to meet him the next day at the pool. I didn't think I would. I thought to myself that it was a one time thing. A moment of horny weakness after a day spent on the beach, soaking up sun, surf and alcohol. Whipped into a sexual frenzy of sorts by the young and beautiful girls in tiny bikinis. It had to be a one time thing, after all, I am married. As the hours ticked by that night, my lusts, my cravings returned though. It wasn't just about sex or sexual gratification. Being married, I could get that anytime. This was something more. This was somethi… Läs mer

It was a tropical vacation for me, a working trip for my wife. I have always loved the beach. The surf, the sand the smell of sun tan lotion and the sights of beautiful girls in bikinis. The beach always made me horny. This time was no different. I was alone, just soaking up sun and swimming in the clear, warm, salty water. Floating or sitting on the sand, there was alot of tiny bikini bottoms and gorgeous girls to look at. Strangely, as amazing as she was, it was her simmering bikini that first caught my attention. Much like the inside of an abalone shell, it only added to the beauty and sexu… Läs mer

Just thinking about his lips on mine was enough to give me a hard on. That afternoon with Simon wasexactly what I wanted and everything I needed. Just like those, all to few, encounters when I was so much younger... just incredible. Openly giving into our desires, at least in the privacy of his massage studio, was freeing. Being naked with a man, pleasuring each other. Giving into the thrills and passion of being with another man. His tight, warm, willing ass. Seeing his gorgeous cock bounce as he fucked me. Feeling that cock on my lips and in my mouth. The taste, the sensation of feeling him… Läs mer

I felt dirty, used and ashamed. He was much older than me and at a time when I was just discovering the the pleasures of sexual contact, he took advantage of it. His hands on me felt good, anyones touch would of felt good. I did not know how to say no, maybe I didn't want to. It was so easy to give into the pleasure of him strokng my cock, my head was dizzy when he stood and took out his own cock. He said he wanted to cum on me. As he stroked himself just inches from me, I should of, but didn't know he wanted to cum on my face. I didn't know how to say no and he expertly timed his move knowing… Läs mer

Even after all these years, I still want it, I need it... a man's touch. It is as if my body craves it. It is an itch that a woman can't scratch, although I could never admit it. I wanted a man. I wanted to be touched and I wanted to touch him, pleasure him. I have known several Asian men in the Medical profession and most were gentle, kind and caring. As if their purpose was to please and help others and I saw those same traits in Simon. It was the description in his ad, his photos, I knew he was the right massuer for me. On his table in his studio, I wondered how to let him know I was inte… Läs mer

It had been years since those first, early gay encounters. Nothing had quenched my lusts though, my hunger and urges were still very much the same. I had begun secretly ooking through personals and found an ad for massage, male on male massage. The idea was thrilling, being touched, oh how I was missing a man's touch! Also, the possibility to do the touching, my mind raced, my pulse quickened. I thought I would be looking for a more submissive masseuse, yet I became attracted to and attracted by this one man's confident ad. So sure of himself, so forward, and if the pictures were true, he had… Läs mer

I was very young when I saw it, a Playgirl magazine. Sitting on the floor, between the seats of a neighbor's car. I didn't know much more than that it was a adult magazine for women. I was curious. I nervously slid inside, staying out of sight and stole my first few glances of the pictures and pages. I remember the centerfold so clearly. A man, laying on his side. His complexion tan, his hair dark, on his chest and on his thighs. His cock, my eyes were drawn to it, rested invitingly on his lower abdomen. His balls, full and firm, looked somehow so sexy. Most of the time, mostly during the da… Läs mer

I could see the need on his face. Unexplored, untapped, perhaps even still unknown. A deep need, want and desire. "Just lay back," I told him. He was almost trembling. Anxious anticipation, maybe there was some fear of him giving in to his fantasy. What would that mean? Where would that lead? I can only imagine the thoughts and questions that were going through his head. The nerves, mixed with the thrill of it. It was thrilling for me too, but for more selfish reasons. I watched as he laid back on the table and closed his eyes. His heart was racing, his breathing short and labored. You could… Läs mer

It was my first job. My first experience and it was with an older co worker. He seduced me, but I was open to it, even if I wasn't fully aware of it. He would entice me, skillfully encourage me and lead me forward. It was some of the most exciting and incredible experiences I had ever had. I will call him "E." He was black, heavy set and freindly. With a warm, big smile, we became fast friends. I guess I enjoyed that an older co worker wanted to hang out and help me. Soon, I found myself in his car, late at night, after a shift at work. He leaned over and put his hand on my thigh. I had neve… Läs mer

I first gay experience may not of been what you would expect. I didn't plan it, I wasn't even looking for it. Although it may of started out slowly, it quickly exploded. In high school, my girlfriend and I had begun to have sex. Her parents away at work most afternoons, we were left alone and spent most of them in her bed, nude, fucking. Alone, that is, except for her younger brother. Just a few years younger, I knew that he was drawn to me, but I thought like an older brother. One afternoon, as I waited for his sister to get home, he sat on the couch next to me. Closer than what seemed norm… Läs mer

I knew I was way too young to be there, let alone go inside, but I was drawn to it. An Adult Bookstore Store on the edge of town. My curiousity, my raging, horny lust and sex drive drew me there. I was young, but curious and craved any sort of sexual experience. I remember being so nervous, but driven. I waited in the parking lot until no one else was around and quickly peeked inside. My heart, already pounding with excitement, now felt as if it would explode out of my chest when I saw the dildos and sex toys on display in the counter. Rows of magazines with covers displaying naked men and wom… Läs mer

So much built up desire. The first step is the most difficult, but also the most wonderful and freeing. Giving in, letting yourself experience what you so very much, secretly crave. Oh my, the first time a cock is bared just inches from your face. Your mouth waters, every thing else just melts away. There is only lust and the object of your desire. Cock is so beautiful, cock is so sexy and arousing. You can be on your knees. You can be laying on a bed next to it. Whatever and whichever you have imagined and fantasized about. The moment you free it. Yes, let yourself enjoy the moment and show y… Läs mer

By the time Mara, Monica and I left the photo studio I was in an absolute sexual frenzy. Seeing both these beautiful gurls engaged in various sexy poses, and not being able to touch them or myself, was near torture. Monica's cute little, petite ass. Damn, I could imagine how good it would feel in my hands. Mara's stiff cock and tight asshole, they were drawing my mouth to them like a moth to a flame. Their sexy cock's, spurting and oozing sweet white cum. Gosh, they look so hot with jizz on their faces. My mind was racing and my cock was raging when Monica said good bye. "I'm going to go cle… Läs mer

I had thought about it before, sucking cock. The thought of it did turn me on. Pictures of cock did excite me, but it was only a fantasy... We had too much to drink. We stumbled in and tried to be quiet, we didn't want to wake anyone. Collapsing on the bed, both nearly passed out, I layed awake with my urges. Oh, how badly I wanted to try it. Thoughts of it occupied way too much of my time and fantasies. Laying there, just thinking about it made my cock stir and my pulse race. Almost subconciously, I moved against him there on the bed. I felt such a strong, curious desire. My heart thumped in… Läs mer

To explain the "Finished" or "Unfinished" in my story titles... Because I often start a story and then have to come back days later to finish it or to edit it, I have begun to write "Unfinished" in the title. There is no way to save a work in progress on xhamster, it must be posted to be saved. So, I am trying this way out to notify everyone that this story is not done. When I make a post like, "Finished (story title)" it is to let everyone know that this particular story is now completed and to please go back, find it, read it and enjoy it. I don't prewrite anything. Short of doing that, t… Läs mer

Seeing her photos, I thought she was beautiful. Soft looking, pale skin. Creamy white, not what you would expect since she was of Vietnamese descent. Slim and fit, petite and feminine, as only a beautiful ladyboy could be. Long straight, light colored hair, almost white, like a anime goddess. She wore a bikini in the photos and in one of them, you could see a cute, little bulge in her bikini bottoms. I thought she was so sexy and I was so very curious. Charlie's ad said she gave massages. The address and phone number provided were for a massage business not too far away. I decided to give int… Läs mer

Mara laid back on the bed. The studio lights, shining bright, showed off her beautiful body. Her cock, soft yet still thick, bounced against her upper thigh as she slid down towards the camera. She slightly brought her knees up, opening herself... exposing herself. She reached down and pulled her tiny, sexy pantys to the side. The string from the thong ran along the side of her full, firm and tight balls. Hairless, smooth, just above her perfect little, delicate asshole... her boipussy. Seeing her like that, I had never felt such lust before. "So impossibly beautiful," I thought. Such an urge,… Läs mer

One of my first jobs as a teenager was in a restuarant. That is where I met "J." J was about my age and sharing some of the same interests, we became friends. Pretty quickly though, I started to realize that J might be gay. Pretty quickly, I realized that J might be into me. Subtle things, a look, a touch, but they didn't bother me. Maybe they were even flattering. Although J never outright said anything, I suspected. Back then, it wasn't something a guy would readily admit, especially to a straight guy. At that age, I was always so horny. I can only assume J was too. Maybe that was what forc… Läs mer