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Handjobs™ March 2000 Letters The Lonely Boy by Adam Edwards My New Family by Rolando Mérida Shop Repairman by Sean Terrell Cousin Jeff Came to Stay by Roger Daddy for Hire part 1 by Mike White Grease Monkey by Josh My Ex’s New Friend by Bob Desert Shower Home Recovery by Dave Ass Poking Controlling the Twins by Grandpa Handjobs Writers’ Guidelines Personal Ads Handjobs Order Form

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Dear Handjobs: Just writing to let you know I’ve received my renewal and you guys are doing a great job! I wouldn’t mind acting out Rick O’Bannion’s Thanksgiving Coming Out in the November 1999 issue. I, of course, would be Rick. Any takers for Dad, Uncle, and Grandpa? Keep up the good work. The art brings me to my knees (a favorite position). • Ontario Dear Handjobs: Who ever told you that there is too much artwork in Handjobs is crazy. It and the stories are what keep me coming back for more each month. Keep up the great job. • E-Mail Dear Handjobs: Please keep the issues coming. Best magazine out there! • WI Dear Handjobs: I love your magazine! Please send me another copy, and thanks for placing my ad. I hope a lot of horny daddies will respond! I would like to see more nasty and horny artwork. I’m an amateur porno artist and enclosed is a sample of my work. Hope you guys like it. Thanks again. • FL Dear Handjobs: I think you guys publish one hot magazine. It is the best of all the cock magazines. I have one sore cock and a set of drained balls after each issue. Your guys really have some hot stories, but the ones I really enjoy are the series by Timothy Denver. Are his stories really true, or are they written by one of your writers? If they are true, I’d really like to meet Timothy. Man, I’d suck his cock any day! • IL Handjobs Reply: We do not have a staff of writers. Stories are submitted by readers, like yourself, or are written by the artists of Handjobs or Darrel, Daniel, and Jim. Timothy Denver is an anonymous writer. His submissions have always arrived at our office with no return address, therefore, we have no way of contacting him. However, he does claim that all of his stories are true and we have no reason to doubt him. Dear Handjobs: Hottest Fuckin’ magazine in the free world! • CA

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Dear Handjobs: As always your magazine is the best. I especially enjoy daddy-son, grandpa, and uncle relations. I just celebrated one year with my 28-year-old lover. I am 67 with a dick that does not go down, and he loves to sit on it and bounce up and down. My boy/lover has a ten inch dick and he was my first. He took my cherry-ass and now I enjoy getting fucked as well as fucking. I love swallowing his boycum. It’s tasty. So, all you daddies don’t give up hope. I found my boy-son; maybe you will find yours. • WI Dear Handjobs: Handjobs Bi Adventures was the hottest publication you guys have ever put out. • PA Dear Handjobs: I like daddy/son stories. Good mag, good service. • CA Dear Handjobs: No way, TX and MI in Handjobs January 2000! The drawings are perfect as they are, and not just “good”, but “great” is the word, especially the cartoons. I look forward to Rolando Mérida’s strip in every issue. I love his drawings and stories and the bilingual translations. I would love to see more cartoons in other languages, as well, e.g. Italian, French, German. The terms come in handy when meeting guys from other countries. I also loved seeing author Mike White’s big, hot, juicy dick accompanying Trucker 501 in January 2000. I would love to see dick/hardon (masturbation), cum shots of other authors. It would make the connection to their stories even more exciting. Thanks again for saving me money. I don’t need Viagra or videos as long as I’ve got my Handjobs stories, pictures, and cartoons. Don’t change a thing! • NY Dear Handjobs: Good stuff. Can’t get enough! • VA Dear Handjobs: I love your stories and illustrations in your magazines. They are so hot and nasty. I have just ordered your Handjobs Bi Adventures and am looking forward to reading it as I am “bi” myself. My wife and I are heavy into swinging and to our glad surprise, have learned that many of the hot couples we know are both “bi”. I will pass along your magazine to others. I also know that gay men don’t think there are really bi men in this world, but we are real and happen to love to suck pussy and cock, both, so thanks for thinking of our needs with your Bi Adventures mag. I read stories from Handjobs Letters • 5

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and tell them to my wife while we fuck and she gets off big time. Thanks again. • CA Dear Handjobs: I subscribe to Centaur, C/R, and Daddy and I like Handjobs the best. • Canada Dear Handjobs: I feel I have a lot to thank you for. You’ve helped me rediscover my bisexuality and my craving for masculine men. I hope this reaches you in time so I can have some of those wonderful back issues. I’m 35 and divorced. After my marriage in my 30’s, with the help of Handjobs and a few men, I realized I was bi, but prefer sucking cock. My cousin taught me in my teens and it didn’t take long to re-learn what he showed me. It just seems natural and more erotic with a man.The first time I read those stories of yours, I trembled, remembering the sight and smell of the first aroused cock I ever touched (my cousin’s). I think I’m starting to go a little cock crazy. Thanks for the handjobs. It conjures up some of the few memories I have of an older man’s cock that I had the pleasure of sucking. I loved the taste and smell of his cum. It was a revelation! I had forgotten how exciting it is to be around a mature man and to sink to your knees to inhale that cock in heat smell. I guess we could go on and on. Keep up the Handjobs. • CA Dear Handjobs: Great magazine! More coach stories. Thanks a lot. • CA Dear Handjobs: I love you guys!! • MI Dear Handjobs: This is a letter to you saying the reason I buy Handjobs Magazine is because of the art by Just A. Buoy With E. Rex Shawn and, originally, for Julius. I really loved his stuff, and Nicolas Mann, too. I have almost all of Julius’s books. The artwork in the magazine is what draws me to reading Handjobs. Thank you for an excellent book. • E-mail Dear Handjobs: Thanks so much for your great mag. Keep up the good work! • MD Dear Handjobs: I just finished my first read of Handjobs Reader 4 – Hard Daddies and Tough Coaches and I’m happy to note that you have returned to your original theme. I especially enjoyed the three parter, The Coach by Coach Tuttle, The Son by Darren Nelson, 6 • Letters

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and The Dad by Don Nelson. While I know it is fiction/fantasy, it’s fun to see a situation from different perspectives. Say Uncle! by Tony, The Team Doctor by Tim Parker, and Playing with Dad’s Butt by Jimbo were also favorites. I hope to see future issues of Handjobs with more hot stories. Your personal ads are great. Again, thanks for the great service and a great magazine. It’s still the best on the market. • WI Dear Handjobs: The stories are getting too old for my taste. I like real boys, not men calling themselves boys. Please bring back some real boy stories. I also like gloryholes and stories involving boys and gloryholes. • FL Dear Handjobs: Enclosed please find my order for the Handjobs Bi Adventures magazine (I’m curious) and the October 1999 issue of Handjobs. Your magazines are fantastic and give me many pleasures. I hope year 2000 is as hot. • MA Dear Handjobs: I love all those family stories! Great publication. • HI Dear Handjobs: I will be ordering my copy of Handjobs Reader 4 next week. I’m hoping it will be of the high quality of previous issues. I must say that the December 1999 and January 2000 issues were a disappointment, as was Handjobs Bi Adventures, but not even Babe Ruth hit a home run each time, and I keep the faith! I would like to see more first time experiences (I know you gotta keep it at eighteen years plus). Also more inter-family activity. I just returned from ten days at a deer hunting camp with my boy, Brian. His dad, younger brother, uncle and three cousins were there, and I must say it was the hottest time I ever experienced in all my 68 years. Brian’s Dad fucked his younger brother in a “family ritual” where the male members become “men”. After Andy lost his cherry, he was given to each of the other men to use for their pleasure. Brian had him the second day, his Uncle Mike the third day. Then cousins Ward, Wayne, and Wyatt and myself (an honorary member) the seventh day. Despite all the fucking, sucking, rimming, etc., we managed to bag almost 600 lbs. of venison. The camp was very primitive, no running water, no toilets, we had a generator so we could watch “fuck films”, not that we need the inspiration. But by the end of ten days we were all pretty ripe. If you’re into smells, this was the place to be. Andy Letters• 7

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is now a full-fledged man (we took him to a whorehouse, too). He learned to fuck, suck, and how to please both men and women. Take care. • WI Dear Handjobs: Great Mag. It never fails to make me hard and dump a couple of loads each issue. I really enjoy the father/son stories as I had a great looking dad who was never shy around the house and loved to show off his body and cock. When are you going to have another cut cock contest. I would like to enter. Keep up the good work!! Handjobs Reply: We don’t currently have another contest scheduled, but you don’t have to wait for one if you’d like to send in a picture of your dick to share with our readers. Dear Handjobs: I enjoy your publication very much! • CA Dear Handjobs: Your are truly a rare breed – sexy, honest and worth your printer’s ink in gold! • TX

The Lonely Boy by Adam Edwards After his dad, whom everyone called Davey Boy, left him and his mom, Eric became a loner. Small for his age, Eric was a natural athlete, and his slender body was hard and firm. With his surfer blond hair and China blue eyes, all of his relatives grudgingly said he was the spitting image of his father. In addition to his dad’s good looks, he’d also inherited his father’s long, thick, uncut cock. Eric knew that their cocks were almost identical since he’d discovered some old black and white Polaroids in a suitcase hidden in the rafters of the attic. The photos showed his dad naked and smiling as long, thick strands of baby juice dripped out of his puckered foreskin. In one, a dark haired jock was sucking on his dad’s cock. Eric threw an instant boner, shucked off his clothes, and began fisting his blue-veined cock. Within seconds, spurt after hard spurt of hot, thick jizz was pouring out of his foreskin, just like his dad in the picture. Eric also inherited his dad’s skills as a carpenter and built a tree house deep in the woods. He spent his free time there, stroking his 8 • The Lonely Boy

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cock, looking at the black and white photographs and shooting load after load of pearly white spunk out of his long, puckered foreskin. The photograph of the guy sucking his dad’s cock was also a turn on, and he tried to imagine what it would be like to have a warm, moist mouth on his dick. Eric wondered if his dad had cum in the guy’s mouth. As he fingered his tight, pink, virgin asshole, Eric fantasized about his dad mounting him, making love to him, and whispering, “Son, I love you.” After promising to do the chores around the house, Eric persuaded his mother to let him sleep in his tree house during his summer vacation from school. As he was hauling a mattress, sheets, pillows, and blankets down to the woods, he heard the rumble of construction equipment. Dropping everything, he ran toward the noise. Next to the oak where he’d built his tree house was a construction trailer, and beyond that were dozens of earth moving tractors. A dark haired man was standing outside the trailer. His blue work shirt was stained with sweat and Eric could see his muscles rippling beneath the thin fabric and the bulge in his tight jeans. Eric’s cock sprang to attention as from the brush he watched the man, who looked vaguely familiar. “That must be your tree house,” the man shouted toward Eric. “We’re supposed to bulldoze that big oak.” “Oh, shit,” Eric whispered as he tried to cover his raging hardon and walked toward the man. “Don’t worry, son,” the man said with a warm smile, “I’m the boss and I told my men to move the road a few feet out of the way. It didn’t seem fair to wreck a fine tree house like that one. Did you build it by yourself?” “Yes, sir,” Eric said with a sigh of relief, “and I’m going to sleep there during the summer.” “That sounds like a fine idea,” the man said as he extended his huge, work-worn hand. “I’m Jim and I’ll be spending a lot of nights in the trailer. I like the peace, and especially the privacy, out here. “You’re welcome to help yourself to the fresh water tank and the shower I’ve rigged up behind the trailer, as well as the portable toilet.” “Thanks,” Eric said. “I won’t get in your way. Do you live around here? You look like somebody I’ve seen before.” The Lonely Boy • 9

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“I was just thinking the same thing,” Jim said as he stared at the throbbing tent pole in Eric’s cut-offs. “You’re the spitting image of a friend of mine from high school. We used to have some damn fine times with each other out here in these woods before he up and got married.” Eric blushed as he realized that he hadn’t let go of Jim’s hand. “Well, I … I,” he stammered, “I guess I’d better get my stuff and get settled in before dark.” “If you get hungry later,” Jim said with a wide grin that showed his perfect white teeth, “come on down and I’ll throw a couple of steaks on the grill I brought with me.” Toward the end of the day, Eric lay naked on the platform, looking at the Polaroid photographs and staying on the edge of shooting a load while globs of precum seeped out of his foreskin and coated his cock and blond crotch hair. When the sun began to set, he looked down and saw Jim strip out of his sweat-stained work clothes. Eric could smell the intoxicating man aroma – sweat and cock cheese. Jim, who was over six feet tall, had the body of a professional athlete, with wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and long and hairy muscular legs. Dark hair covered his chest and a trail ran down to his bushy crotch. His cock was fat, about seven inches soft, and a huge mushroom head hid under a tight foreskin. Eric thought he could see strands of precum dripping out of the wide piss slit as Jim skinned back his foreskin and shook his hairy, massive, low hanging, bull balls. “Why don’t you come on down?” Jim shouted toward the tree house, “You don’t have to put your clothes on. There’s nobody here but us two guys.” Eric slipped on his briefs and his ragged cut-offs, tucked the Polaroids into his back pocket, and shimmied down the tree trunk. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of Jim’s hardening cock. By now he was almost certain that Jim was the other man in the Polaroids. “You didn’t have to get dressed,” Jim said as he fisted his rock hard manmeat, “I saw you naked up there. I wasn’t spying. It’s easy to see you from here, especially with that big, uncut cock of yours waving like a flagpole. It looks like that dick needs some attention.” Eric blushed and stared at the sticky, wet spot on his cut-offs where the head of his cock had snaked down his tanned leg. 10 • The Lonely Boy

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“I know who you are.” Jim said. “You’re Davey Boy’s son. Not only do you look like he did when he was your age, but your cock is exactly like his and I’ll bet your juice is just as sweet.” Jim reached over, pulled down Eric’s cutoffs and briefs, dropped to his knees, and began probing Eric’s precum-filled foreskin with his hot tongue. When Eric began to moan and rock back and forth, Jim peeled back his foreskin with his lips, licked off the specks of creamy white cock cheese and swallowed Eric’s eight inches to the hilt. “Suck me; please suck me,” Eric begged as he put his hands around Jim’s head. “I’ve never been blown before.” When Jim pulled Eric’s tight, tanned asscheeks apart and began to probe his tight, pink puckerhole, Eric began thrusting his pulsating cock down Jim’s hot, willing throat. “I’m gonna shoot,” he screamed as he emptied his balls and a river of thick, white cum flooded Jim’s mouth. Jim held Eric close until he’d swallowed every drop of the white goodness that seemed like it would never stop flowing. When Jim pulled off Eric’s still hard, throbbing meat, he turned his firm, hairy, muscular asscheeks toward Eric. “Plow my ass like Davey boy used to,” he pleaded. Eric grabbed his spit-covered cock, squeezed out a final glob of cum, slicked up his dick, and like a pile driver, he embedded all eight inches deep in Jim’s hot, moist hole. When Jim began to buck and moan, Eric grabbed the man’s cock and stroked it until his hand was filled with man cum. “Eat it. Eat your cum,” Eric whispered as he stuck his fingers into Jim’s hungry mouth. Eric rammed Jim’s ass like a piston and then groaned with pleasure as he shot his own load of joy juice deep into the man’s gut. When Eric pulled out of Jim’s cum-filled ass, Jim took him in his strong arms and kissed him long and hard. “Do you want to fuck me?” Eric whispered, “I’m still a virgin.” “I sure would like to,” Jim said, “but I’m gonna save that sweet cherry ass of yours for your dad.” “My dad?” Eric said as Jim picked up the pile of photographs from the ground. “That’s right, your dad. That’s him and me in those photos we took the summer before he got married.”

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“Your mom’s relatives ran him off after they caught us together, but they couldn’t keep us apart. We’ve been together since I got out of the Marines. “He talks about you all the time, and, boy, is he going to be surprised at just how much like him you are. He’ll be here in another hour.” Eric smiled and thought about his dad mounting him and saying, “Son, I love you.” 12 • The Lonely Boy

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My New Family by Rolando Mérida That was the most unbelievable afternoon that my brother and I had ever experienced. Esa tarde había sido la más increíble que hayamos vivido mi hermano y yo.

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At nightfall, I slowly opened my eyes. It had been a long fucking day, and I was so tired. My brother Dean was sleeping like a log on our father’s hairy arm. Dad was looking at me, and his kiss let me know how happy he was having us this way. Al anochecer, abrí lentamente los ojos. ¡Qué cansado me había dejado tanto coger esa tarde! Volteé la cabeza, y vi a mi hermano Dean durmiendo como un tronco sobre el peludo brazo de papá. Papá me miraba, y su beso dejó ver lo feliz que estaba de tenernos así.

He tightened his muscular embrace, and his wet, hot tongue licked my face all over. He guided my hand to his insatiable cock, which had made a big, slippery stain of fresh precum on Dean’s leg. He said, “Tony, son, I know my cock was the first one you ever sucked. Wanna have it up your ass, too? I’d die for it. C’mon, do it for Daddy.”

Me abrazó aún más fuerte entre sus musculosos brazos, y paseó su caliente y húmeda lengua por toda mi cara, guiando mi mano hacia su incansable verga, que había hecho una gran mancha resbalosa de líquido en la pierna de Dean. Me dijo: “Toño, hijo, sé que mi verga ha sido la primera que chupas. ¿La quieres metida en tu culo, también? Me muero por metértela”.

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Gently, Dad prepared to fuck me. To my surprise, the pain diminished as he increased his in-out action. I moaned in ecstasy as Dad told me how tight my virgin ass was. Our fucking became so violent, that we woke Dean up. Papá se preparó a cogerme. Dean estaba tan dormido que no notó que papá comenzara a empujar, y de pronto, ¡ya la tenía toda adentro! Ohh... Sorpresivamente, el dolor se calmó al acelerar papá su mete y saca. Nos sacudíamos tanto, que Dean despertó. “Hey, lemme sleep,” Dean said as he opened his eyes wide to watch me take our father’s cock for the first time. ¡Oigan, dejen dormir! –dijo sin abrir los

ojos, pero las embestidas de papá eran tan poderosas, que era evidente que algo sucedía. Dean me miró por fin, a su hermano mayor, recibiendo Dean m o v e d down alegremente esa especial ración de verga paterna. to have a closer look as I got the fuck of my life. Soon he was licking my balls and lapping up all of the fuck juices he could get. Papá acercó a Dean para que no perdiera detalle de la cogida de mi vida. Luego ya estaba lamiendo y aportando aún más humedad al asunto.

Yeah, Dean! Taste it before I bust this ass to pieces! ¡Eso, hijito! ¡Saboréalo antes que parta este culo en pedazos!

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Dad picked Dean up so he and I could suck on my bro’s dick. We all shot off at the same time. “Ohhh, boys, I’m going to cum again! TAKE IT! OHHH…”

pudiéramos chuparle el pene. Tantas sensaciones en una nos hizo vaciarnos a todos al mismo tiempo. “Oh, chicos, ya me vengo otra vez en este día tan glorioso!” Yo tenía el culo tan repleto de carne, que el caliente esperma de papá comenzó a escurrirse desde bien adentro, así que Dean pudo tragarse gran parte de los mocos, y los suyos nos embarraron también, quedando los tres otra vez cubiertos de fresco semen familiar.

A warm sensation filled my hole. Dad still had his cock deep inside me, and his thick, hot sperm overflowed my aching ass. Dean licked and swallowed our warm juices, then fed us his. Soon the three of us were covered with cum. Papá levantó a Dean para que

Suddenly, Grandma knocked at the door of the bedroom. “Are you OK, Tony? I heard noises.” Dad answered the door, opening it halfway, and told her that everything was OK. He sent Grandma to her room, and Dean and I spent the night with Dad. We didn’t get any sleep. En eso, abuelita tocó a la puerta del dormitorio. “¿Estás bien, Tony? Oí ruidos. ¿Has estado encerrado aquí todo el día?” Papá entreabrió la puerta, diciendo que pronto le daría una gran sorpresa. Abuelita se fue a su cuarto, y pasamos la noche con papá, sin dormir mucho que digamos, claro.

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The next morning, we were as tired as we were happy. Dad had some sort of plan. He called a friend of his, Randy, and asked him to open the gym that day. “What a special day for me, man: My two children are with me. Yes, I’ll tell them today. Call you later. Bye.” “Tell us what, Dad?” A la mañana siguiente estábamos tan cansados como contentos. Pero papá prefirió no decirle nada a abuelita aún, pues tenía un plan. Papá llamó a su amigo Randy para que abriera el gimnasio por él. “Qué día tan especial, amigo: Mis dos hijos están conmigo. Sí, hoy les contaré. Te llamo luego. Adiós”. “Decirnos qué, papá?”

Our parents divorced because of an affair Mom had with Dad’s older brother, Wallace. Our stepfather was actually our uncle! “Now, there’s something I have to do. Randy and the guys at the gym will take care of you while I’m gone.” Nuestros padres se divorciaron por un amorío de mamá con el hermano mayor de papá. Su hermano se llamaba Wallace. ¡Nuestro supuesto padrastro era nuestro tío! “Pero ahora hay algo que debo hacer. Randy y los amigos del gimnasio se encargarán de ustedes estos días que estaré fuera”.

Randy and his friends took good care of us. One by one and in groups, they showed us how exhaustive a work out could be. I was being taught how to tighten my sphincter even more, when Dad called. Fue su decisión. Su viaje a quién sabe dónde duró una semana, y todo ese tiempo Randy y los amigos nos enseñaron cuán extenuante podía ser una sesión de ejercicio. Me enseñaban a apretar aún más el esfínter, cuando papá llamó.

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“W-what? Oh, yes, Daddy, everything’s fine! Your friends are cool!” Then something lept from my heart and out of my mouth: “Daddy, please, hurry home. We really miss you.” ¿Qué? ¡Sí, papá, todo está muuuy bien! ¡Tus amigos son buenísima onda! AY... ¿Cómo? ¡Sí, tómate tu tiempo! –pero algo salió de mi corazón y de mi único orificio libre -Es broma, papá. Ven pronto, te extrañamos. Then the black cock made me drop the phone… It was filling my stretched out asshole with hot, white milk. Lo dije en serio. Entonces el negro pene me hizo tirar el teléfono... Estaba sacándome leche caliente del culo. When Dad finally came back, he brought Wally with him. Daddy said, “Well, boys, hug Uncle Wally. He’s moving in with us. Your mother said she doesn’t give a shit…” Cuando papá regresó, lo hizo acompañado de Wally. No sabíamos la razón. Papá dijo entonces: “Bien, chicos, denle un abrazo al tío Wally , que se muda con nosotros. Su madre estuvo totalmente de acuerdo, dijo que le importa un carajo...”

Our family reunion was just like old times. After two intense hours, there was cum all over the house… But that was just the beginning. Now, it was PARTY TIME! Nuestra reunión familiar fue de antología. Nos demostramos tanta calidez familiar, que después de dos horas de estárnoslo demostrando, tuvimos que limpiar litros de esperma regado por toda la casa... Pero ése fue sólo el principio. Ahora venía ¡LA FIESTA!

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That night, Dad took us all to the gym, where he had arranged a big welcome party with Randy and his other friends. Everyone was so happy for us, that as a gift, they all sucked our dicks! We couldn’t stop kissing each other as the twenty muscular hunks milked every drop from our throbbing cocks. Sweat and cum flowed all night long, making the floor wet and slippery. Esa noche, papá nos llevó al gimnasio, donde habría una gran fiesta con Randy y los amigos. Fue apoteósico. Todos estaban tan contentos por nosotros, que, como primer regalo, ¡nos chuparon la verga a los cuatro, uno por uno! Estábamos tan felices que no

podíamos dejar de besarnos mientras veinte musculosos cabrones ordeñaban cada gota de nuestras emparentadas vergas. Sudor y semen fluyó cuan larga fue la noche, y el piso quedó tan resbaloso que uno tenía que sujetarse de dos penes a la vez para no caerse sin intención.

We had a great time. It was the first of many in our new lives with our loving father Tony and uncle Wally. Nos divertimos mucho, mucho. Fue la primera fiesta de muchas en nuestra nueva vida con nuestro adorado padre Toño y el tío Wally.

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Shop Repairman by Sean Terrell I was visiting New York City for the first time. My hotel was in the Chelsea District, and as I left my room, I noticed that my watch had stopped. I assumed my battery had run out, so I thought I would look for a place to pick up a new one. Not far from my hotel was a gay bookstore. I went in and checked out the magazine rack. Picking up a copy of Handjobs Magazine, I was soon sporting a boner from looking at the hot drawings. I paged back to the personal ads looking to see if a hot daddy from New York was looking for an out-of-town boy like me, but no luck. As I started to read an interesting story, I felt my prick stiffen. The store clerk came by and asked if I needed any help. I asked if he knew of a place I could purchase a new battery for my watch. He told me of a small jewelry store just a few doors down the street. I still had a hardon as I walked past the clerk on my way out. He gave me a knowing look, as I thanked him again. I found the little shop with no trouble and went inside, hearing a bell tinkle as I closed the door. It was very warm. I pulled off my sweater immediately. There was no one behind the counter. I heard a voice from the back. “May I help you?” Through a curtained doorway, I saw a middle-aged Arabic looking man. He was seated on a stool with a bib type apron covering his front. I couldn’t help thinking, He’s just the kind of daddy I’m looking for. The dark hairs stood out over the top of the apron and covered his arms. I realized he was not wearing a shirt of any kind. No wonder, with the temperature so high in his shop. I shyly asked if he might have a replacement battery for my watch. I was a little intimidated by him for some reason. “Bring your watch to me,” he said. I walked around the counter and through the door to where he was sitting at a bench. I could now see his legs. They were also bare and even hairier than his arms. I took my watch off my wrist and carefully handed it to him. He looked me straight in the eye. It was like he was reading my mind. I felt nervous, but also very intrigued. The man examined the timepiece, then popped off the back. “Yes, I think I have one,” he said. He reached down, pulled out a drawer, and rooted around like he was looking for a new battery. Not finding one in the drawer, he said, “I’ll have to open a new box.” 20 • Shop Repairman

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When he stood and turned around, my eyes nearly popped out. He was completely naked under the apron. His beefy, hairy ass mounds made my mouth water. He took a box from the shelf and turned around, seeing my reaction. My mouth was open and my eyes wide with a look of astonishment. The repairman got a smile on his face and said, “Oh, I am sorry. I don’t like to wear clothes. I know it shocks some people when I forget to talk of it.” I started to babble on and on about how it was OK and I was not offended, making a fool of myself by saying he could even take off his apron as far as I was concerned. He smiled at me and started to laugh a little. “It’s OK,” he added. “I know I embarrass people. But, you are young and will recover easily.” He laughed again, looking directly at me again. His warm dark eyes warmed my heart. “Yes,” he said, “these are the right batteries. I can have it running very quickly.” I smiled back and told him to take his time. I was hoping it would take longer and that I could see more of his naked torso. His dark complexion and unshaven face were very appealing and the thought of him being naked under his apron was already affecting me. My dick was still plump from reading in the bookstore, and now it was growing inside my shorts again. I saw him glance at my crotch many times as he fiddled with my watch. “You like to be nude, too?” he suddenly looked up and asked me. “Ah, yes, of course. It’s OK,” I stammered. “Just not used to doing it in public.” I said, regretting that I may have offended him. I was so nervous and excited that my armpits were drenched with sweat. At this point I would have loved to take off my clothes and get intimate with the sexy shop repairman. I took every opportunity to get a look at more of his visible bare skin as he finished replacing my battery. The man got up again and walked over to replace the box of surplus batteries on the shelf. This time I watched more closely, admiring his bare backside and getting a peek at his hairy ballsac as he stretched to reach the shelf. He turned quickly, and again he caught me looking at him with interest. He walked back to his stool. As he climbed up to sit down, he brushed aside his apron, and I got a full view of his genitals. I saw a thick, dark, lengthy cock lying across large, hairy, heavy looking Shop Repairman • 21

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orbs. His crotch and stomach were coated in a pelt of dark fur. My dick was twitching. “My name is Amir,” he quietly told me. “I have a nephew your age.” Then to my surprise, he asked. “Do you like what you see?” His crotch was still exposed and I could see his cock was swelling and expanding. I continued to stare and finally nodded my head. I was unconsciously licking my lips. “Come closer,” he told me. Amir reached up and pulled the apron over his head. He now sat totally nude right in front of me. His cock was rising and growing steadily. It waved above his low hangers. “You like men, yes?” he questioned. Again I remained silent, but nodded an affirmative response. He reached for my hand and drew me closer. My throbbing dick was pressing right against his big, hairy thigh. He placed my hand gently on his chest against the thick pelt in the center of his body. Immediately, I started to run my fingers through the dense, sweaty fur that covered the front of his manly body. I also toyed with his firm nipples. The back of Amir’s hairy hand was gently caressing my genitals. I was breathing heavily, and we were both sweating profusely. “Take off your clothes,” Amir requested. I pulled back just enough to have room to start pulling everything off. I stood in just my briefs with my hardon sticking straight up, pinned to my abdomen and peeking over the band of my shorts. Amir reached over, taking my underwear by the sides. He slid them off my hips and exposed my stiff erection. It bobbed freely. “Ah, many American boys now have uncircumcised peters,” he said, noticing that I was uncut. “You must keep it very clean!” he instructed me. His cock had started to leak a steady flow of precum. I moved to reach for it. He stopped me and got up and walked over to a sink. He came back with a small bowl and washcloth. He wet the cloth in the warm soapy water, then reached over and started washing my prick. He carefully peeled back my foreskin and skillfully washed around the sensitive corona. He even reached back and washed my balls and butt hole. “Now you can do me.”

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I eagerly took the cloth and began washing his magnificent genitals. I could smell the heady aroma of his crotch and precum. I wondered if he ever had his nephew do this. “Now we can play,” Amir said, smiling broadly. I felt his big hand rest on the back of my head and he gently pushed my face towards his dense crotch and towering joint. As my lips touched his velvety meat, I licked his blunt cockhead with my tongue. I heard him moan with approval and appreciation. Just as I opened wider and let my mouth envelop his big cock, we heard the bell on the door ringing. I panicked. “Uncle Amir, are you here? It’s Babak,” a voice rang out from the front of the shop. I was trying to scramble away and retrieve my clothes but Amir held me tightly. Amid my panic he remained calm and his thick cock stayed erect and throbbing. “It is only my nephew. He knows of these man pleasures. In my country boys learn from their elders. It is common for nephews to take care of an uncle. Relax, relax now.” I couldn’t relax and wasn’t sure about what I was hearing. “I am in the back, as usual, Babak,” Amir answered back. “Come meet my new friend.” Amir’s heavy arm was still around my naked torso, pulling me tightly to him, as his nephew entered through the curtained doorway. His expression showed his surprise at seeing a nude stranger with his uncle. However, it didn’t bother him for long. His eyes lit up, and he got a broad smile across his face. Amir’s nephew immediately started to unzip his trousers, as he watched us. “Ah, just as I thought, Babak. You will want to join in. You see, my young friend,” he said to me. “My nephew is used to this kind of situation.” Babak pulled the curtains closed across the doorway and walked over close to us. I watched as the boy brought out a big, fat, cut crank. It nearly matched his uncle’s. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing that he was also very hairy, much like his uncle. He wasn’t at all bashful. He bent down, watched us closely, and held Amir’s shaft firmly for me to suck. He started stroking himself. Amir was groaning again and leaning back to give me access to his pulsing cock. I could feel his hand roam my body, and I writhed as his fingers found and played with my tight butt hole. His nephew let Shop Repairman • 23

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go of his prick and guided my head off his uncle’s cock to force it onto his own. I couldn’t believe my luck at having two cocks to suck, one older, one younger, and they were of the same family. I sucked them each in turn for several minutes, as they played with my ass. They would each take turns stroking my rigid, excited dick, and then finger fucking my sensitive asshole. Uncle Amir’s finger was much thicker, and I knew his cock would feel the same. The game was far from over. I knew they also intended to use my ass. Babak got behind me, and as I bent over his uncle’s lap getting my face fucked, he slid his fuck pole up and down the crevice of my ass, teasing my puckered opening by pressing his knob against it. Amir reached in a drawer and brought out a package of rubbers. He took one and handed it to Babak. Babak dropped his pants and boxers around his hairy ankles and wasted no time in ramming his eager dork up my ass. “Yes, Babak, just as I taught you!” I heard Amir praise his nephew. After only seconds inside me he was firing a hot load up my bung hole. Uncle Amir and Babak wasted no time in trading places. I felt Amir’s blunt, rubber-covered cockhead press between my buns and glide past my loosened sphincter to fill me again. The older man took his time and penetrated me a little at a time, backing off and then pushing forward to give me more of his boy pleaser with each plunge. He fucked more like a man than his young nephew. His hungry bone found its home and started fucking in a steady rhythm, rocking us both into oblivion. Just as I thought I was going to drop my load, the back door opened up and another person walked in on us. A man, who looked a lot like Amir, stopped dead in his tracks. “Ahmad,” the watch repairman said at the same instant Babak said, “Father.” The interruption had no effect on Amir. He just kept fucking. In fact, now he seemed to get into it with more intensity. “Fooling around again, I see,” the new man said. “I thought I heard the usual noises coming from here.” Amir stopped fucking long enough to politely introduce his brother, Ahmad. Without pause, the horny nephew came over in front of me and presented his hard dick. It had never really gone soft. Amir was 24 • Shop Repairman

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still riding my ass, getting all the fuck-pleasure he could. I was disappointed when he stopped and started withdrawing. “Come, take my place, Ahmad,” he suggested as he pulled the rubber off with a snap. His brother quickly undressed, revealing another manly cock that swiftly grew to a full boner. Ahmad came back and rolled a rubber down his thick, veined shaft before moving in behind me. Babak pushed my face onto his crank just as his father entered my hole. It was the third cock up my butt in just over five minutes. This time my mouth was full of Babak’s tasty, cummy hose. Amir came to where we were, took another rubber, pulled it over his erect, cut cock and got behind his nephew. It was now two boys pinned between two men. Amir pushed inside Babak’s familiar backside. Babak started nuzzling and kissing my back, as I sucked him off to a second orgasm. Both Ahmad and Amir matched their tempos as though they had done this before to make sure they came at nearly the same time. The room was filled with our grunts and moans. I was the first to blow off my load. I beat off furiously, shooting my wad on the floor beneath me. Amir climaxed next, followed immediately by his brother. They loudly roared out their pleasure as I felt Babak tense. His cock swelled, spewing his second load of jizz directly in my mouth. Amir pulled out of Babak first and was about to go over to the sink when we all heard the bell ringing as someone came into the shop. Ahmad pressed his finger to his lips, indicating we should be quiet, as Amir quickly grabbed his apron and placed it around his head covering his front. He walked carefully through the curtains covering the door to the front of the shop and all we heard was the quiet noise of conversation between Amir and the customer. The three of us stayed in place, remaining as silent as possible. It gave me time to savor the taste and texture of Babak’s sperm in my mouth. I softly lapped and licked his cock clean until he became too sensitive and gently pulled it from my lips. His father, Ahmad, playfully humped my well-fucked ass, sliding in and out, and rubbing from side to side, enjoying the pleasure of Shop Repairman • 25

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his ass fuck and making it last for as long as he liked. It felt good to me, too. When the customer had gone and Amir returned, we separated and Babak brought a fresh bowl of warm water, and a couple of new washcloths for all of us to clean up. I promised them that I would visit their shop again before leaving New York. After all, my hotel was only a few blocks away. Now I get a smile on my face every time I look at my watch.

Cousin Jeff Came to Stay

Story and Illustrations by Roger I was always attracted to my older cousin Jeff. I remember, even as a youngster, I was aware of my horny feelings for him. He sure was a handsome guy – tall and dark. But what turned me on the most, from the time I started jerking off, was the thick dark hair that grew on his wrists and burst out of the neck of his open shirt. At the time, I never got to see more. He was a great, friendly guy and we used to go fishing together, but my fantasies never became real. That is, until a few years later when he came to stay with us for a while. He was working for an insurance company and told my dad he had to come to our town for business. Dad told him he could stay with us, since Mum was away and we had plenty of spare room. Jeff turned up late one Sunday afternoon. And, Jesus, he seemed more gorgeous than ever. He was slightly older, now in his early thirties, but somehow even sexier than I remembered him. As we sat at dinner that night, most of my thoughts were centered on those hairy wrists and the dark tufts of thick hair that sprouted out of his open neck shirt. I guess he might even have caught me gazing at him, but he didn’t show it. Jeez! What must he look like with his trousers off? Was his prick as big as that bulge suggested? Was he real hairy down there, too? Two days later, Jeff came in from his insurance work, and after a brief chat with me, went to his room and shut the door. I wanted him to take me out that afternoon, but no such luck. I went to the bathroom to idle my time away and maybe jerk off again. As I passed his door, I heard an odd sound. It sounded like groans! What was he doing? I crept slowly to his door and bent down to see if I could see through his keyhole. Then I nearly fell over. He was lying back on 26 • Cousin Jeff Came to Stay

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his bed, shirt pulled up, trousers down, and in his hand was on the biggest prick I could have imagined. He was jerking it up and down with an ecstatic expression on his face. And the hair! Wow!! His legs were dark, almost apelike. Around his prick and big, flapping balls, the hair was like a forest compared to my small patch of pubic hair. I got my own prick out and started to jerk as I watched him. This was just unbelievable. Then I slipped against the door. I hurriedly put my prick away and began to move hastily down towards the bathroom. But Jeff had opened the door and stood there with a towel around his waist. I could still see his half erect prick clearly outlined. He looked flushed and I thought, maybe angry. “What the hell was that?” he said to me. “Was that you?” I tried to say I didn’t know, but I must have sounded unconvincing, because he said, “Were you at my door?” “I … I just wanted to see if we could go out later, Jeff,” I muttered. “Well, come on in and let’s talk about it.” He smiled and I couldn’t fail to notice his left hand brush down his still semi-erect prick, outlined against the towel. I went in and he closed the door. “I was just relaxing, Pete, but sure, we can go out.” He paused. “Unless you have any other ideas.” He looked at me. I blushed and looked down. Jeff came closer to me. “Were you looking through my keyhole?” I blushed even deeper and looked down at my feet. “Well, I guess that means you were, so maybe you need a better view.” He slipped the towel off and sat back on his bed. He spread his very hairy, long legs wide open so I could clearly see his hairy ass cleft. His prick was hugely stiff again and he started to stroke it. “Ever seen a prick like this before?” he said. I shook my head and whispered, “No, Jeff. Yours is huge!” “Come on over then, Pete,” he said, starting now to jerk off with long, slow strokes. “Maybe you might like to help me.” It was my wildest fantasy come true. I sat by him, wondering if I was dreaming all of this. I stared down at his magnificent prick and huge, low slung hairy balls, which were slapping against his hairy ass as he jerked. I reached over, took the shaft in my own hand and started to jerk him off. I watched the long, loose foreskin slide up and Cousin Jeff Came to Stay • 27

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down the purple knob, while the piss slit let loose trickles of precum. I could smell his prick and balls – a strong, musky, raunchy smell. I struggled to get my own prick out of my jeans. “Suck me off, Pete. You know how to suck a guy?” asked Jeff. I didn’t. I had never tried it before, but my mouth went for it. I closed my lips around the purple head and he began to thrust into my face. “Jeez! That is GOOOOD, Pete! Suck me, Pete. Suck me till I spunk off. Suck my man prick!” He began to thrust wildly into my mouth as I went up and down the long, fat shaft. I could smell his manscent as his hairy balls flapped 28 • Cousin Jeff Came to Stay

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under his asscheeks. I groped wildly in his tangled ass hair, guiding his deep thrusts into my mouth. “Jeez, Pete!! You suck fantastic for a beginner! Eat me, Pete. Eat my hairy prick. Suck me off. Suck it!!” And with a big groan, he spurted streams of thick white cum straight into my mouth, just as I shot my own spunk all over his hairy thigh. Then the door opened. I nearly freaked out. It was my dad. “What the hell are you guys doing?” he said. But somehow, I knew he was not so much mad at us, as he was deeply interested. Both Jeff and I were lost in confused embarrassment, and Jeff struggled to pull up his trousers. “Joe, I … I …” he muttered. But Dad just grinned. “Well, two young guys got to get their rocks off sometime, I guess, but can an older one join in?” This was not quite what Jeff and I had expected. Dad stood there with his hand running over the stiff bulge in his jeans. There was only one thing to do, and Jeff and I did it. I sucked Dad’s prick, which was big, but not quite as big as Jeff’s massive, hairy shaft. He fucked into my mouth while Jeff sat there, jerking his prick off and watching us. Then Dad turned his attentions to Jeff. “Jeez, Jeff! You sure have got some great manmeat there! I think Pete must have freaked out when he saw that. I’m gonna suck you like my son did. You must have some more hot cum in your nuts for me!” Dad closed his mouth around Jeff’s massive prick, and with heavy slurping noises, began to eat hungrily as though he would devour my cousin. “Wow, Joe. You suck like you’ve been sucking prick all your life! Eat me, suck my big, sweaty, hairy prick. Chew my long, sweaty foreskin!” Dad obeyed like he was gone crazy with man lust. “Jeez, Jeff, your crotch smells like a raunchy goat. I guess you must beat off all the time!” I watched as my handsome, hairy cousin sat back, legs spread wide, shirt open to show his dark, thick body fur, and let Dad eat away at that hot, raunchy, goat-smelling prick. What a fucking, hairy, sexy animal he was. Jeff’s huge prick was halfway down Dad’s throat, but I could still see his big nuts hanging loose, all covered with hair and full of cum. Cousin Jeff Came to Stay • 29

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Dad pulled his mouth away from Jeff’s slicked up manmeat. “I want to watch you fuck Pete’s tight, virgin asshole, Jeff. Get that great manmeat into him and show him how a virgin ass should be broken in!” I was scared shitless, yet somehow, wild with excitement at the thought of having my hairy cousin’s massive meat inside me, where no prick had been before. Dad bent me over and stood back to watch. Slowly and patiently, Jeff, standing behind me, began to push. I nearly yelled out, it hurt so bad. “Relax, Pete,” said Jeff, “I won’t hurt you. Just let me slide it slowly in.” And then he was inside me and began to push in and out of me, while Dad stood there watching and jerking off like crazy. Jeff kept his thrusts slow, pushing deeply. His heavy balls slapped against my ass. I gasped and moaned. I didn’t want him to stop. Jeff began to buck into me faster now, and he was gasping, too. “Jeez, Pete, I’m fucking your tight ass and my nuts are gonna explode with spunk … AAAAH! I’m cumming!!” I felt his thick, hot, white cream spurt jet after jet into my throbbing ass just as Dad spurted his cum all over the floor. It would take a book to tell what happened for the rest of Jeff’s weeklong visit. But I guess he must have spread a reputation around our 30 • Cousin Jeff Came to Stay

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town. My pal Bill came over one afternoon just after Jeff, Dad, and I had been fishing. I knew Bill was hot for guys and had experiences that I hadn’t had. I had told him about Jeff, and I saw Bill eyeing the outline of the big bulge in Jeff’s jeans. Well, one thing led to another, and soon Jeff was stripped and had Bill sucking his fat pole. Dad got to work on all three of us. He sucked me, he sucked Bill, and he once again ate Jeff. Bill had told me a while back that he was crazy for hairy ass, so he got to work on Jeff’s incredibly furry butt with his tongue, while I sucked Jeff like I had seen

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my Dad suck him. Dad sucked me, then Bill and I reversed. I tongued Jeff’s sweaty, hairy ass cleft, while Bill got himself sucked by Dad’s expert mouth, and all four of us spunked off like Niagara Falls. When Jeff had to leave, he promised that when I came to stay with him, there would be lots more sucking and fucking. I planned to visit on my first break from school. Each night, I went to sleep thinking of Jeff and Dad and wondering what Mum would think if she knew her handsome, hairy nephew had initiated me into wild prick fun and being screwed by he and Dad!

Daddy for Hire part 1 by Mike White

The Young Executive I walked through the lobby of the hotel as if I were a guest there. It was a very upscale place, full of attractive men of all types. Many men glanced at me more than once. Taking the elevator to the twenty-sixth floor, I found the room I was looking for and knocked on the door. An attractive young man in his mid-twenties opened it. “I’m from DadCo,” I told him. “You called us for a consultation?” “Oh, yes. I did,” he replied, giving me the once-over. I had been told this was an important and generous client. I had been sure to wear the best suit I had. I had gotten my hair and beard trimmed. I looked like a successful businessman, from my wedding ring and Rolex watch to my expensive Italian shoes. “The initial consultation is five hundred dollars cash, plus expenses,” I told him. He handed me an envelope. I looked inside and saw five crisp, new one hundred dollar bills. “Shall we go to dinner, sir?” he asked. “Certainly,” I replied. We went to the revolving restaurant on the roof and enjoyed a pleasant meal overlooking the lights of the city below. He told me about the software business he had built by himself from the ground up. He was an orphan, so he had no family. After dinner, we returned to his suite. We sat on the couch and looked at the view. “Would you like to get more comfortable, sir?” he asked. 32 • Daddy for Hire part 1

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“Sure, son,” I replied. I took off my suit jacket and loosened my silk tie. He did the same. I could see his hard, young cock straining against his pants. “Come sit down, son,” I told him. “Yes, sir.” He sat next to me and put his head on my shoulder. My eight-incher was hard and throbbing in my suit pants. I put my hand on his thigh and squeezed. He nuzzled against my neck and started to run his hands over my chest. Slowly, he worked his way down my body. “You doing OK, son?” I asked. “Yes, Daddy,” he replied, as his hand rubbed against my bulging crotch. “That what you want, son?” I asked him. “I … I do, Daddy. But, I’m afraid.” “Why, son?” I said, as I squeezed his thigh again. “I’ve never done it, Daddy.” “Never, son?” “No, Daddy. Never.” He looked embarrassed. “Then it’s time to learn, son,” I told him. “Yes, sir. I want to, sir.” “Take Daddy’s dick out, son,” I instructed him. He slowly pulled down the zipper of my pants. His sweaty hand trembled as he lightly touched my hard cock. “Take Daddy’s cock out, son,” I repeated. “It’s so big, Daddy. I can’t get it out.” “I’ll give you a little help,” I said as I stood up and turned to face him. He fumbled with the top button on my pants, but he finally got it open. “Easier now, son?” I asked. “Yes, sir,” he whispered as he reached inside my boxer shorts and grasped my cock again. “Take my cock out, boy. You know you want it.” He finally worked my throbbing cock out of my pants. “Oh, Daddy. It’s so big!” I took his hand and slowly used it to stroke my cock. Precum began bubbling out of my piss slit. “Don’t let that fall to the floor, son,” I told him. Daddy for Hire part 1 • 33

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He stuck out his tongue and followed the string of precum up to the head of my cock. “It tastes good, Daddy,” he said. “Lick it off the head of my cock, son,” I coached him. His pink tongue slipped out between his lips and he slowly began to lick the throbbing head of my cock. “Oh, that’s a good boy,” I said. He tried to take more into his mouth and gagged. “Easy, son. Take your time.” Slowly he worked up his courage and began taking more and more of my fat cock into his hot mouth. He pushed his hand under my shirt and rubbed my hairy chest. “You’re doing great, son,” I told him. I unbuttoned my shirt so his hands were free to explore my chest. “Oh, Daddy. This is wonderful,” he gasped. “There’s more to come, son,” I said, pulling him to his feet. I pulled him to my chest and shoved my tongue into his mouth as I rubbed his asscheeks. I could feel his hard, young dick pressing against me. As we continued to kiss, I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands over his smooth, hard muscles. “I want you, Daddy,” he gasped. “What do you want, son?” I asked him. “Fuck me. Please, Daddy.” I opened his suit pants and pushed them and his white jockeys down in one motion. His hard cock was glued to his belly. Precum rolled out of the head and down the shaft. “Turn around, son,” I ordered. He did as I told him. I pushed him so that he was bent over, his ass in the air. I knelt behind him and spread his asscheeks apart. “Please, Daddy!” he pleaded. I slid my tongue into his asscrack and began to lick his hole. “Oh, Daddy. Your beard feels so good on my ass!” I rammed my tongue into him as far as I could. He reached back and grabbed my head, trying to get me farther into his hot ass. “Oh, Daddy. That’s so good.” I continued to eat his hot butt as he moaned and groaned. Then I slid a finger into him. “Oh, yes, Daddy,” he gasped. I slapped his ass gently as I worked first one, then two, and finally three fingers up his hot, young butt. 34 • Daddy for Hire part 1

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“Please, Daddy. Please, fuck me!” He begged. “Think you’re ready for Daddy’s cock, boy?” “YES, SIR!” he replied. I pulled a condom out of my suit pants pocket. As I tore it open with my teeth, I slid my suspenders off my shoulders and let my pants fall to the floor. “Please, Daddy,” he begged again. His butt hole twitched. I slapped my hard cock against his upturned butt. “Sure you can handle my mancock, son?” “Yes, Daddy. I want it so bad,” he moaned. I rolled the condom down my throbbing dick. I pressed the head against his tight hole. “Relax, boy.” “I’m trying, Daddy.” Ever so slowly my fat cock worked its way into his tight butt. I’d push in a little farther with every stroke. “Oh, Daddy,” he gasped. Eventually my hairy belly pressed against his smooth, tight butt. “You’re making Daddy very happy, son,” I told him. “I’m glad, Daddy.” His own hard cock dripped precum onto the couch. “Ready to get fucked, son?” “Yes, Daddy. YES!” I grabbed his waist with my hairy hands and began to slowly pump into his tight boy butt. Sweat began to roll down my back under my dress shirt. My tie still hung down across my hairy chest. “More, Daddy. More,” he pressed back against me to meet my thrusts. “Feel good, son?” I panted. My shirttails flapped back and forth as I worked my way into his butt. “Oh, yes, Daddy!” he replied. “Ready for a real man-fuck, son?” “Yes. Yes, Daddy. Harder. HARDER!” he hollered. I began to pump harder and harder. We were both drenched in sweat. “Fucking my son’s tight butt,” I whispered in his ear. “Yes, Daddy. It’s your butt to fuck. Anything you want, Daddy,” he whispered back. For the next few minutes there were no words. Just his moans and groans and the slap of flesh against flesh. “Oh yeah, son. Daddy’s gonna cum up your tight boy butt.” Daddy for Hire part 1 • 35

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“Yes, Daddy. YES!” he hollered. His balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock and his butt muscles clamped down around my plunging cock. “Fuck, boy!” I slammed into him. My hairy balls erupted into him in a gut wrenching blast. “DADDY!” he hollered again. His load blasted onto the couch without him touching himself. We slowly sank to our knees; my cock was still hard up his boy butt. “Oh, Daddy,” he moaned. “That was worth every penny.” “I aim to please, son,” I told him as I nuzzled his ear. “Can you stay the night?” he asked, pressing his back against my hairy chest. “It’ll cost extra,” I told him. “I don’t care. I’ve got to have that daddy dick again before I leave town,” he told me. “I’ll have to check with my office. But, I don’t think it’ll be a problem.” “OK, Daddy,” he replied. “I think I need a shower.” Slowly, I withdrew my still hard cock from his butt. “Go ahead, son. I’ll join you in a minute.” Pulling off his remaining clothes, he staggered off to the bathroom while I called my office. A few minutes later I joined him under the stream of water. “I’m all yours, son.” “That makes me very happy, Daddy,” he smiled. I pulled him against me and kissed him. I knew this would be a night we would both remember for a long time. Mike White can be reached at TopDadNow@aol.com.

Grease Monkey by Josh I was real excited to get my first summer job. I was only going to be a gas jockey at the local filling station, but still, it meant I’d finally have some money of my own and I could spend it on whatever I wanted. Mr. Taylor was the owner of the filling station. He said he was glad to have the extra help, as it meant that he could finally have some weekends and afternoons off to spend with his family. He only 36 • Grease Monkey

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had one other employee, Hank, and Hank was always busy in the garage. Hank had just gotten out of the Marines last year. He had worked in the motor pool and that was what got him the job as Mr. Taylor’s mechanic. The boss said that there hadn’t been a car made that Hank couldn’t fix. His time away from military service hadn’t softened Hank up at all. He still looked every inch a Marine, from his jarhead flat-top to his chiseled, muscular torso. But what really fascinated me about him was the big bulge in the crotch of his overalls. He must have been sporting one enormous piece of meat! As the summer wore on, it got hotter and hotter. Hank had taken to wearing nothing underneath his overalls. That just made his bulge more enticing. Not only was it big, but now, with nothing to hold it down, it jiggled and bounced all over the place every time he took a step. By the end of the day, the two of us were usually hot and sweaty. It seemed like I always smelled like gas and Hank was usually covered with smudges of grease and oil. Mr. Taylor had installed a shower in the men’s room at the station for me and Hank to use before we left at night. We didn’t stay open twenty-four hours like the big, new gas stations down by the freeway; we usually called it a day by around eight o’clock. Hank showered first, while I went around locking the doors and turning off the pumps for the night. By the time I was finished locking up, he was usually dressed and ready to go. But one night, as I was getting ready to hit the showers, he was nowhere to be found. I didn’t think much about it until I walked into the men’s room and there he was, sitting on the toilet with his overalls down around his ankles, stroking his huge, uncut mancock. Luckily, he didn’t hear the door open and continued to pump his meat. I immediately threw a stiffy. It was trapped inside my pants and was beginning to leak, so I had to let it out. As quietly as I could, I pushed my pants down around my knees and shoved the waistband of my jockeys down. I started to stroke my boycock in rhythm with Hank. My asscrack was getting really sweaty, and as I reached back to scratch it, my fingers brushed across my hole. It felt really strange to touch myself there while staring at Hank’s big mancock, but there Grease Monkey • 37

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was something about it that I liked. I kept my finger there while I played with myself. All of a sudden, Hank must have become aware that he was being watched. He jumped and tried to cover his crotch with his hands, but there was no way he was going to be able to hide anything that big. I jumped, too. And blushed. I figured I was in deep shit now. 38 • Grease Monkey

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“Shit! Josh! I … I musta lost track of the time. I was just … you know …” he trailed off, looking at me kind of funny. My dick throbbed and jerked in my hand as I looked down at the floor and absentmindedly kept brushing my fingertip over my pucker. Hank started moving his hand up and down his rod again, still looking at me with that funny look on his face. “Hey, little buddy,” he said thickly, “you want some of this?” I did, but I didn’t know if it was a good idea to admit it to this big hunk of muscle. He could have flattened me with one blow. I just stood there staring at him, feeling my cock twitch. I then realized that with every twitch, it was drooling out a dollop of precum. “Yeah, buddy. You do want some of this. It’s OK, kid. We used to do this all the time in the Corps. Shuck your clothes and get over here.” I quickly finished undressing. “Fuck, Josh! You look like you really need to blow a load. If that prick of yours gets any harder, it’s liable to explode.” He looked down at his own throbber and chuckled. “Mine, too,” he said. I stood there, not knowing what to do. “C’mere, buddy,” Hank said. “You ever fucked around with another guy before?” I shook my head. “Didn’t think so. But we can have lots of fun together. Go ahead; touch my cock, buddy. I’m an old pro at this. Even before joining the Marines, I used to fuck around with my uncle. It was great practice. He taught me how to take a mean fuck … and how to give one,” he leered. “You mean up the butt?” I asked. I didn’t think there was any way I could put something as big as Hank’s cock up my hole. “Sure. You got another hole I don’t know about?” he joked. “I don’t know, Hank. It’s pretty big,” I said as I tentatively reached down to stroke his huge joint. “Nothin’ to it, Josh. You just gotta relax and let it in. It may feel a little strange at first, but you’ll really like gettin’ fucked once you learn how.” I gave him a dubious look. “Really, buddy. You should see the size of Uncle Buck’s porker. It’s a hell of a lot bigger than mine. The first time he slipped it to me, I thought it was gonna pop outta my mouth, but after I got used to it, Grease Monkey • 39

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I was bouncin’ up and down on it and havin’ a big time. I even shot my spunk off without touchin’ my cock. “Uh … Why don’t you go ahead and give mine a suck while you decide?” I had been running my fingers all over Hank’s big cock while he told me about getting fucked for the first time. It made my hole quiver just to think about it. Hank was leaking precum out the tip of his cock and I bent over to lap it up with my tongue. It was salty and tasted really good. I dropped to my knees on the men’s room floor and crawled up between the ex-Marine’s big, muscular thighs. The tip of my long, thin cock rubbed against the cold porcelain of the toilet. He slid forward to the edge of the seat and presented me with his big fucker. I was just able to get my lips over the head. It wouldn’t go in any further. I sucked and licked around the head of his cock, pulling more precum out of the tip and down my throat. Hank moaned in appreciation and ran his fingers through my hair. “Ooooh, buddy. Hold up there. I’m gettin’ too close and I don’t wanna pop off in your mouth. Lemme work on that hot little ass of yours and see if I can’t get my rammer up there.” I stood up and Hank had me bend over to show him my hole. “Hmm … Looks real nice.” He stood up and moved in close behind me, kind of trapping me between the wall and his muscular frame. He stuck his middle finger in his mouth and then poked it up inside me. “Yup,” he breathed onto the back of my neck. “You’re a virgin, all right.” He pulled the finger out, squatted down, and buried his face in my asscrack. I immediately felt his tongue prodding at my pucker hole. The first thought that ran through my mind was, Gross! That’s my butt hole! But when I realized how good it felt and noticed that Hank was enjoying it as much as I was, I relaxed. I even started rubbing my butt up and down over Hank’s face. I was so into having Hank tongue my hole, that I hadn’t realized that he had kept prodding his fingers up inside me. Before I knew what was happening he had three fat mechanic’s finger’s swirling around in my butt next to his tongue. “Atta boy, buddy. Open up. Lemme stretch it wide. You’re almost ready for ol’ Hank’s big cock. Ya wanna give me your cherry, boy? 40 • Grease Monkey

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Wanna let your ol’ buddy Hank be the first to pork that hot, little ass of yours?” “I … I dunno, Hank,” I sighed as he continued to work his tongue and fingers in my hole. “I wanna get fucked, but your cock is so ….” Just then Hank ran his fingers across something up inside my butt. It felt fantastic! It made my hole spasm and precum practically shoot out of my cock. He noticed my reaction and continued to hit the pleasure button up inside my hole. “Look’s like I found my little buddy’s prostate. Feel’s good, don’t it? I’ll rub it with my cockhead in a minute … if you’ll let me.” “Yes!” I shouted. The sound echoed off the walls in the men’s room and Hank laughed again. “Thought that’d do it,” he said. He pulled his fingers from my ass and slapped my asscheeks. “Hold up, boy,” he said. “Gotta go get some grease for that virgin hole.” He disappeared and returned with a grease gun from the garage. I was afraid he was going to shove the metal tip up my ass, but he just squeezed some out on his hand and smeared it all over my hole. It was cold at first, but it didn’t take long before my hole was all warm and greasy. Then, Hank took what was left on his hand and smeared it all over his gigantic fuckstick. He perched on the edge of the toilet seat and braced himself against it. “OK, little buddy, straddle that meat and slide down on it. Go slow, at your own pace. Just open up and let it slide inside.” I did as Hank told me. He poised the tip of his cock at my greased up opening, and I pushed back. I met with resistance and groaned disappointedly. “That’s OK, little buddy. Bounce on it a little bit. It’ll go in.” After three bounces, the fat head popped inside my tight hole. I gasped – not from pain, but from surprise at the lack of pain. “Good boy!” Hank said. “That’s fuckin’ fantastic. Turn around here and take a look, buddy. Ya gotta see my cock up your ass, Josh.” I craned my neck around and lifted my leg so I could see. I was blown away by the sight of my hole stretched to the limit around Hank’s incredibly fat sausage. “Damn, buddy! Your fuckin’ hole’s swallowin’ my porker. Look at that boycunt chew on my rod!” 42 • Grease Monkey

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I stayed balanced on one leg as long as I could. I didn’t want to take my eyes off of my hole as it twitched and spasmed around Hank’s big cock, but I couldn’t stay like that for long. My leg started to give out and I had to sit down. There was nowhere for me to go other than back onto Hank’s lap. As I sank down on top of him, I felt his boner slide further up inside me. I shuddered and pumped out several more silvery streams of precum as it slipped past my prostate. When I felt my asscheeks come to rest against the base of Hank’s cock, I sighed and leaned back onto his thickly muscled chest. He wrapped his big arms around me and held me still against him for a few minutes. My asshole continued to pulse around his stalk. “Yeah, my little buddy needs a good fuck. Doesn’t he?” Hank said as he slowly began to thrust in and out of my hole. “Oh, God! Yes, Hank. Fuck me! Fuck my hole wide open!” “Yeah, baby. Ol’ Hank’s gonna pop that cherry good.” Grease Monkey • 43

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By now Hank was throwing me a full-out fuck; bouncing me up and down on his cock. I tried to grab my peter and stroke it, but Hank wouldn’t let me. He grabbed my arms and pulled them back behind me. “Just ride it, buddy. Let me fuck that load out of you. You don’t have to pound your cock, Josh; your big buddy’ll get you off.” I did as he said, and much to my surprise, I found myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. “UHHHHH … Hank, you’re right. I’m gonna blow my spunk. Can’t hold it in. FUCK! I’M CUMMMMMIN’!” The first shot flew over my shoulder and splashed against Hank’s cheek. The next one landed in my hair, and the last few trickled down over my chest and stomach, until the cum just drooled out of my piss hole into a thick, creamy puddle in my navel. Hank let go of my arms and reached around to smear the spunk all over my torso as he continued to pump my ass. He wasn’t far behind me. He started huffing and puffing onto the back of my neck and before I knew it, he was flooding my butt hole with his scummy pudding. “Oh, Josh! I’m doin’ it, buddy. Fillin’ your little hole … GOD! I’M CUMMIN’! BLASTIN’ OFF INSIDE THAT HOT FUCKIN’ ASS OF YOURS!” Hank and I slumped back on the toilet and lay there panting as his big cock softened and slid out of my stretched out, greasy, cummy asshole. When we hit the showers, Hank and I helped each other out by soaping up each other’s sticky cock. Hank was even nice enough to give my hole a good three finger scrubbing.

My Ex’s New Friend

A True Story by Bob Sean and I really hit it off at first, but as our relationship grew, we realized we were not fulfilling our individual needs. We thought our age difference was a solid attraction, but his being younger and less experienced in the game of sex caused a rift to grow in our attitudes toward one another.

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We would still have a special friendship, but we knew that nothing more would come of that. We have since moved on to meeting and dating new people and even live next door to one another. Sean and I share a hobby that involves a business and we meet many of the same people. We are often attracted to the same man. We have shared a bed with several of these men, but not as a three-way. Although I would greatly enjoy that, it has always been each of us with the other person at a separate time. I admit to still being very attracted physically to Sean, and still get a little jealous of the man he is presently having sex with. I remember Sean’s features well, and can imagine another man enjoying them as much as I did. His youthful charm, good looks, and appealing body, especially his hairy ass, and lower torso are much to be admired. I still fantasize and jack off to the image of rimming his furry, hot hole, and stroking his long, hairy thighs, legs, and ankles. I could spend hours worshiping his ass. My cock gets rock hard thinking about it. I currently have a live-in boyfriend. Recently Sean met up with a guy I knew from some time back and had always wanted to date. Somehow it just never worked out for the guy, Mick, and me to get together. They started dating, so now I see Mick whenever he comes to town to spend time with Sean. Sean and Mick invited me to join them for dinner. I told Mick that my company was sending me to his hometown for a new project. I would have to stay overnight, so he invited me to stay at his place. We talked about it in front of Sean and he seemed to think it was a good idea. That next week I finished my out-of-town project and called Mick. He gave me directions to his place and asked me to go to a show with him. We stopped to eat and had several drinks. My old attraction for Mick flared up and he seemed equally as interested in me. Our knees touched several times under the table and I know I could feel the tension and attraction building. Maybe it was the liquor. After the show we stopped for more drinks and one thing led to another. We were feeling each other up all the way back to his place. I was excited and willing to go for whatever happened between us. Mick has nice, medium length, silver gray hair and he loves to kiss using a lot of tongue. That was something I remembered that Sean doesn’t like. Mick pointed that out, too. I soon learned Mick My Ex’s New Friend • 45

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is moderately hairy, and his chest hair is turning gray. As we played in Mick’s kitchen I saw that he had a nice shaped, average sized dick. “I love to be sucked,” he said, and I was willing to oblige. We were fondling and kissing and pulling each other’s clothes off like crazy. Soon he really got into going down on me. “Oh, Bob,” he would say. “Bob, I love the size of your dick!” It was like he and Sean had talked about me, yet Mick didn’t believe my size until he actually saw me. Now, I’m not huge, by any means, but I have a nice, thick dick that goes with my Irish-German heritage. Mick looked up at me and said, “I really want that big cock in my ass!” He continued to work on the large crown of my dick and needless to say I couldn’t wait to fulfill his desire. I could hardly wait to have my cock in him. We went into his living room and sat on the couch making out. It was getting late and we had been drinking, so at times we broke and talked. He had a lot of questions about how my relationship had gone with Sean and my feelings now, so we talked about it. And, of course, we fooled around more between talking. Mick said he would lock up and I should go up and crawl into his bed. I heard the phone ring, and think it was probably Sean calling by the way Mick was talking. I got into bed naked and tried to do some reading while I waited, but fell asleep. When Mick came in I didn’t wake up until he was going down on me. I rolled over onto my back. He had my thick shaft really hard and wet. Mick quickly straddled me and put my hard cock up his nice hot ass. Man, was I turned on. He moaned and rocked back and forth on my cock for a long time. Then I rolled him over and put his legs up over my shoulders and fucked him even harder. After a while, I slowed the pace down and pulled my dick out until just the head was at his ass lips. I would tease him by slowly moving just the large crown in and out. After a few strokes, I thrust hard, shoving my full length into his gut. He gasped and moaned, asking to be fucked harder. We fucked like that for some time and became exhausted. We then relaxed and both fell asleep. Early in the morning I woke up with my usual morning hardon. I lubed it up, rolled over, and slid it back into Mick’s inviting ass again. This time I fucked him while we lay on our sides. He was 46 • My Ex’s New Friend

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moaning again and asking for more. I loved the feel of his tight, hot ass gripping my swollen meat. I pumped him steadily and thrust my cock as deep inside him as I could. His begging for more put me over the edge. I pulled out and we both beat off, spraying our cum loads all over each other. We snuggled for a bit, before Mick got up and made breakfast. He came back into the bedroom with toast, juice, and coffee. He looked hot, walking around naked, his dick still plump and bobbing about. Mick sat on the edge of the bed and we talked and ate. Very soon he was playing with my cock again and I was responding. Mick bent down and took the head of my cock between his lips and started sucking me. I played with him, too, and was soon feeling his ass. It didn’t take long for us to be going at it again. He could not get enough of my cock. Once again we unleashed our pent up jizz on one another. After showering we talked and learned that we were going to be in the same city on the same weekend the following month. Mick said he had been having sex with a straight client of his for some time, who lived in that city. He said I would enjoy him because he was an uncut Irishman, named Ben, who loved to suck cock, even though he was married. He suggested we all three get together. That got my heart racing. He told me the Irishman, now going through a divorce, had let Mick fuck him for the first time. He said he loved it. Mick explained how he had always been the one to open up and get fucked, but this time he told Ben to just relax and enjoy what was about to happen. He spread his sweet ass and popped the cherry of the man who had fucked him for years. I was burning to get into that uncut Irishman, being the good Irishman that I am! Have to treat your fellow brothers with kindness and then some, I was thinking. Mick was still going on about how his new Irish friend is a lot of fun. He has a small cock but really has gotten into mansex with Mick. He said the Irishman loves to suck cock and knew he would really enjoy going down on my big cock before taking it up his ass. And I knew Mick would love watching. Mick would also love sucking his uncut dick, running his tongue in and around the foreskin as I slid my dick in and out of Ben’s ass. Mick said he would like to be lying on his back with Ben’s dick in his My Ex’s New Friend • 47

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mouth as he watched my big cock go in and out of Ben’s ass and felt my balls slap against his forehead. So Mick and I agreed to stay in touch and meet to make it all happen. I had enjoyed a fun and exciting evening, and hoped Mick and I could do this again. It was a fantasy come true. I said goodbye to Mick and left, both of us knowing we couldn’t share this with Sean or my current boyfriend.

Desert Shower After Dad and Mom split up, I was more than Mom could handle by herself. Dad used to have to take me out to the woodshed once or twice a week to keep me in line, but now that he was gone, I sort of got out of control. She tried to pawn me off on Dad, but he was too busy with his new wife and her kids. So she called an old friend of hers, Jack. I’d never even heard about him before. He lived in Arizona way out in the boonies. Somehow she talked him into letting me stay with him. Something about, “he needs a man in his life,” and, “I’ll make it up to you.” “You behave,” were Mom’s last words to me as I boarded the plane. I’d never been on a plane before and it was a thrill watching the land fall away when we took off. And I loved watching the landscape flow by as we flew to Arizona. Jack was at the gate to meet me. He was tall, had a mustache, and looked a bit rough. “You must be Martin,” he said as he shook my hand. His grasp was firm and when I saw how big his hands were I knew right away that I didn’t want him taking me out to no woodshed. We drove for several hours before we finally reached his place. It was miles from anything. When I got out of the car and looked around, I couldn’t see another house anywhere. It was just desert, hills, and mountains. “Make yourself at home, son,” Jack said as he showed me the house. He took me on a quick tour of the house and then said, “Bet you’re tired after the trip. How about a quick shower?” “Sure,” I said. I made my way to the bathroom and wondered what the deal was when Jack followed me. 48 • Desert Shower

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“Actually I need a shower, too,” he said. “And being as water’s scarce around here, we’d better shower together to conserve it.” “Oh … uh … sure,” I mumbled. I barely knew the guy and already we were going to be naked together? I wasn’t so sure about that, and yet, for some reason the idea intrigued me. I was nervous though, ’cause whenever I got naked with other guys, especially older guys, I often shot a boner, and I wasn’t sure what Jack would think if that happened. The bathroom was small. I turned my back to Jack as I undressed and when I bent over to take off my jeans, my butt touched his body. “Oops,” I mumbled. He sort of laughed. I heard him turn on the water and climb into the shower. By the time I got my socks off, I was hard as a rock. I was afraid to turn around and show him my throbbing boner. “What are you waiting for?” he finally said. “We don’t want to waste too much water.” Red faced, I turned around and hopped into the shower. Of course it took him less than a second to see my rod poking right up at the ceiling. He winked at me. I shouldn’t have worried about anything ’cause he was just as hard as I was. “Looks like we’re thinking about the same thing,” he said as he grabbed my dick and shook it. “Your mom didn’t say anything about you being this way,” he said with a laugh. He handed me the soap and said, “Here, wash my dinger.” I knelt down in front of him and took hold of his rod. It was so fat and long. For all my getting excited at seeing other naked guys, I’d never had the courage to do anything about it. This was the closest I’d ever been to a hard one, and when my fingers touched it, I felt all tingly inside. I soaped up Jack’s dick and balls and crotch. It was the most fun I’d had in years. I must have gotten to him, ’cause several times he grabbed my hands and pulled them away. Jack rinsed himself off and then said, “Now it’s your turn.” I stood right up so he could soap me up. I was hoping that we would always take our showers together. His hands felt so great on my rigid tube. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every minute of it. When he rinsed me off, I was disappointed. Desert Shower • 49

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He tossed me a towel and we started drying ourselves. Our dicks were still rock hard and when I noticed that his was really dripping, I knelt down to get a closer look. “Lick it, son,” he told me. “Lick that sweet stuff. You’ll like it.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. Why hadn’t anyone in Kentucky ever taken me aside and taught me how to do this? I guess they were all too busy going to church on Sundays. Besides, there’s too much water in Kentucky. There’s no excuse for showering together back there. 50 • Desert Shower

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I lapped Jack’s drooling cockhead. The stuff sure was sweet and rich. Jack took hold of my head and moaned, “Open your mouth, boy.” The moment my lips parted, he wormed his monster right inside. In no time, my throat was plugged with his pulsing cock. I had to work to keep from choking, but I was loving every inch. He pumped his rod in and out of my face until he couldn’t take it anymore. When I felt his steamy, hot juices pouring out of his dick, I had to swallow fast to keep from drowning. The taste of his spunk made my head swim. I was just barely holding onto my dick but just that slight pressure was all I needed to pop. I sprayed cum all over the bathroom floor. When Jack finished dumping his load down my throat, he crawled onto the floor and to my amazement, licked my cum off the tile floor. “Next time, I’ll get it straight from the source,” he said with a wink.

Home Recovery by Dave Dedicated to Papa. I’m lucky to be alive, even though there were times shortly after the accident that I wasn’t all that sure about that. The old lady seemed like she was just waiting for me to get to the crossroads before she pulled out. She said she never saw me and I’m sure that’s true. Bikers have a knack for becoming invisible. All I know is the next thing I remember was waking up in traction with two broken legs and two broken arms. Needless to say, I could barely move. I spent my days staring at the ceiling. Since the wreck, I hadn’t had a thing on but a sheet, and sometimes, just a small towel covering my goodies. I hadn’t even been able to touch my dick in four weeks. Hardons just came and went, unattended. After four weeks in the hospital I was going nuts. I had to get out of there. I had to get home. Home was just me and my son Johnny. I hated to put all this on him, but he was tired of staying with his aunt, and he assured me he would take good care of me. School had just let out, so he was available, and there were friends that would help him out if he needed them. It was explained to him all that he would be expected to do. He seemed eager. A hospital bed and table were moved into the house Home Recovery • 51

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and finally an ambulance brought me home. Johnny and I had always been very close. I felt sure that we could get through this. Johnny sat on the side of my bed clutching the four big fingers that stuck out of the end of my cast. Everything about me is big, from my big hairy body to my big uncut dick, lying dormant, for now, just under the sheet. I looked up at Johnny’s face and there were tears in his eyes. “What’s the matter, son?” I asked. “Daddy, I’m just glad you’re home and all right.” Tears started streaming now and he gently laid his head on my furry chest. “It’s OK, son. Everything is going to be fine.” I wanted to hug him more than I ever had, but my cast prevented it. I closed my eyes. When I woke up, the morning sun was shining through the bedroom curtains. Johnny had woken up before me and I could hear the television softly playing in the living room. I noticed the unmistakable smell of coffee brewing. Before long Johnny came into the room carefully carrying a tray with my breakfast and a hot cup of coffee. “Good morning, son,” I said cheerfully as he entered the room. He had taken a shower and was dressed in his favorite grey sweat shorts. His chest and feet were bare. The moisture from the shower still glistened in his red crew cut. The red hair and fish belly white skin he had gotten from his mother. I noticed he was starting to get a little chubby, but he looked great. I felt happier than I had felt in weeks. He put the tray on the sliding table we had brought from the hospital and maneuvered it in front of me. Fried eggs, bacon, and toast. “A meal fit for a king,” I said. Johnny sat beside me, smiling as he fed me the meal he had lovingly prepared for me. When I was finished, he wiped my mouth with a napkin before moving the table to the side. The coffee was finally cool enough that I could drink it through a straw while he held the cup for me. “Great job, son,” I said, “that was perfect.” Johnny grinned from ear to ear. “I’ll bring you another cup of coffee,” he offered. Soon he was back with that second cup of coffee. He had put a single ice cube in this one and it was just right for drinking. 52 • Home Recovery

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“I hate to see you cooped up in the house like this on such a beautiful day,” I told him. “That’s OK, Dad. There is nothing I would rather be doing than taking care of you.” He smiled up at me. “Whew!” I sighed. “That coffee went right through me. I’m going to need that urinal pretty quick.” Johnny grabbed the urinal and pulled the sheet down to my knees. His eyes grew wider when he looked at my dick. He took my dick in his hands and guided it to the urinal. His face looked a little flushed and there was the definite hint of a smile on his lips. It made me feel a little strange. Before I could think too much about it I was letting loose with a real gusher. He let me finish then wiped the end of my dick with a tissue and pulled the sheet back up. Johnny left me alone with my thoughts for most of the day. I was still bored, but happy to be in my own home again. Johnny poked his head in the door every now and then to see if I needed anything. After feeding me my dinner, he came back in carrying a beer with a straw sticking out of it. We talked about things a father and son talk about as he held the beer for me. The one beer turned into two and then three. By the fourth I was feeling a real buzz. It hit me suddenly. The combination of drinking through a straw and mixing beer with my medications caused me to feel very lightheaded. I kept dozing off. I was also in bad need of taking a piss again. Johnny pulled the sheet down first before getting the urinal. This time when he took hold of my cock all timidness was gone. He wrapped his little fist around it and moved it up and down twice, pretending to be trying to get a good grip on it. It wasn’t my imagination, he was enjoying this. The thing that worried me was that I was beginning to enjoy it, too. I tried to fight it, but I needed relief so bad. I was finding it harder and harder to keep my eyes open. As I watched him I dozed off again. When I looked down, Johnny was looking at me with a strange expression on his face. He was holding my rock hard cock in his hands and was jacking me off. “This is what you want, isn’t it, Dad.” It wasn’t a question. “No. No. This is wrong, son. It feels great, but I’m your father,” I protested. The feeling was getting stronger by the second. Just when I thought I would explode, my body jerked and I opened my eyes. The room was dark and I could hear Johnny faintly snoring in the chair by the bed. I quickly realized what had awakened me. Home Recovery • 53

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I had to take a wicked piss, and oh, my God, I really did have a throbbing hardon. I tried every useless thing I could think of to get it to go down. Nothing. I had to face the fact that Johnny was going to have to help me piss … with a hard on. I took a deep breath. “Johnny. Johnny, wake up.” “What’s wrong, Daddy?” he asked. “You kind of passed out on me.” “I need to use the urinal, son.” “Oh. OK, Daddy.” Duty was calling and he perked right up and turned on the light. When he saw the tent my dick was making I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. His face went beet red. “Johnny,” I said in my best authoritarian voice, “this is something that we are just going to have to get used to. You know a man doesn’t always have control over when he gets an erection.” He obviously knew that, gauging from the hardon that had instantly sprung up in his shorts. “Johnny, I need that urinal right away. Please.” I was desperate. He snapped out of it, grabbed the urinal off the bed rail, and started pulling down the sheet. When my cock was finally exposed we both turned red. It looked huge and it was throbbing and bobbed up and down to the beat of my pulse. I saw a smile flicker across his lips before he put on his serious face and reached for my cock. When he put his little hand around it, I saw stars it felt so good. Just the sight of it made me hornier than I could ever remember feeling. He held the urinal between my legs, but my dick had to be pried down before it could be guided into the open end. When he had the entire length inside the urinal, he let go of my dick. My cock sprang back so hard that he lost his grip on the urinal and it went flying through the air, hitting me on the forehead. The look of mortification on his face was excruciating until our eyes met. When I looked at him I couldn’t help but laugh out loud, and he laughed with me, feeling relieved that I was taking this so well. He grabbed the urinal, and as quickly as he could, reintroduced my cock to its opening. This time he held down the base of my cock with his hand as I let go with a stream that nearly filled the urinal. I’m sure he could feel the surge of urine passing under his finger tips. 54 • Home Recovery

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Taking a piss in a urinal with a hard dick is not the easiest thing in the world to do. The head of my engorged dick was firmly against the top and I could feel the warm urine splashing back on my cock. By the time he carefully removed the filled urinal, my erection had subsided a little bit, but my dick was soaked with piss. He sat the urinal on the table and told me he would go get a wash rag. When he left the room I looked down at my cock. I expected that the erection would go down, now that I had relieved myself. Unfortunately the opposite was happening. It was stiffening as I watched. Was it the memory of the dream or just the way his hand had looked, so white and frail on my hard dick? I didn’t want to be turned on by that. I wanted Johnny to come back in the room to find my dick in its flaccid state. I was totally helpless. I might as well have been in handcuffs the way I was sprawled out on the bed. No way to cover myself. No way to make my erection go away. When Johnny came back to the room, he was carrying a plastic basin of warm soapy water. When his eyes caught a sideways glance at my erection it was impossible for him to hide his pleasure. He sat the basin next to the bed and sat back down. He removed a bar of soap from the warm water and rubbed it between his hands. There was no wash cloth. He placed his warm soapy hands on my dick and pulled the foreskin all the way back to clean around the head. I thought I would shoot four weeks of stored up cum at his first touch. I had to close my eyes. The sight of his hands on my cock was too much. As his father, I knew I should be saying something, but it was feeling so wonderful I could not form the words. “You better go easy there, son,” was the best I could come up with. I couldn’t believe how raspy my voice had become. I cleared my throat. This was definitely not the way the nurses at the hospital had done it, but I wasn’t about to correct him. He was making me feel so incredibly good. My dick was more than sufficiently clean, but I could not bring myself to make him stop. He ran his soapy hands up and down the shaft and over the sensitive head. I was helplessly exposed to whatever his tender hands felt like doing to me, and what he was doing felt better than anything I had ever experienced. I opened my eyes and looked down at his busy hands. He looked up at me and smiled. That did it. I could feel an orgasm building in my balls. There was no stopping it now. Home Recovery • 55

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I wanted to turn over in the bed, but I was helpless. I didn’t know what to say to him. “I’m going to cum!” was all I could say. Instead of backing away, he built up the speed of his stroking. The orgasm was blinding in its intensity. The first spurt hit me in my hair. The second long stream fell from my chin down to my navel. I don’t know how many squirts followed. It was total bliss. I shot a huge load. When my breathing started to return to normal I looked down at my son. He was still smiling. “Did that feel good?” he asked. That wasn’t the response I was expecting from him. I thought of a couple reprimands, but just said, “Are you kidding? That was wonderful!” We were total equals in that instant. We had both just experienced something we had wanted for a long time. Maybe for different reasons, but we were both extremely satisfied. I truly did feel lucky to be alive.

Ass Poking I could tell something was bothering my son, Randy. He was a great kid, but he didn’t always have the sense to seek help when he got himself into a bind. Instead of opening up and asking his old man for advice, he bottled things up and kept thinking about them over and over until his head swelled and he drove his mother and me mad with his fidgeting. “What’s bothering you, son?” I asked when I found him pacing in his bedroom one evening. “Uh … nothing, Dad,” he mumbled. “Hey, come on, son,” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. “I know when you’re upset. If you don’t let me help you, you’re only going to get more upset.” Randy let out a sigh, sat down on his bed, and buried his head in his hands. “I don’t know what to do, Dad,” he mumbled. “Do about what?” I asked. “I want to try out for the wrestling team, but the guys say I have to have a physical first,” Randy began. 56 • Ass Poking

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“So, what’s so bad about that? You’ve been to a doctor before,” I said, wondering what all the fuss was about. “They say that during this exam the doctor pokes his fingers up your butt,” Randy said, nearly in tears. “Well, that’s pretty normal, son. When I go for my annual exam, Doctor Phelps puts his finger up my butt.” “But doesn’t it hurt? I tried poking my finger in there and … and I couldn’t. My hole was too tight,” he blurted out. “Is this what you’ve been worrying about these days?” I said shaking my head. Randy nodded. “Hey, it’s not so bad at all. First of all, before the doctor pokes your asshole with his finger, he first coats it with a lubricant so that it glides in easy,” I explained. “Really?” he said, looking up at me. “Of course. You won’t feel a thing … in fact you might actually like the feeling,” I said. “Like it?” he asked in disbelief. “Yeah, I sort of like it when Doctor Phelps probes my butt,” I confessed. “You do? Doesn’t it hurt?” Randy asked. “Nah,” I said wrapping my arm around my son. “Anyway, when’s the exam?” “Next Wednesday,” Randy said. “OK,” I said. “I have an idea. What if we practiced first, you know help get your hole loosened up a bit.” Randy looked at me, not sure what I meant. “I’ll go get some lube. You get undressed and pretend that I’m the doctor. When I come back, I’ll examine your butt and probe it a bit. If we do this a number of times, by Wednesday, you’ll be a pro at it. When the doctor pokes you there, it will be old hat.” “You sure, Dad?” Randy asked. “Sure, son,” I said. Randy seemed eager to learn. He was half undressed by the time I left the room. When I came back with some lube, Randy was buck naked and sitting on the corner of his bed. The sight of my eager son waiting naked for me to poke his butt stirred up emotions inside me I hadn’t felt in a long time. My wanger was responding to my feelings and swelling up. I was proud of my johnson and didn’t care if my son saw the big basket it made. No, Ass Poking • 57

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I’d rather he learn that there’s nothing wrong with being a man and showing it. “Ready, Randy?” I asked as I opened the jar of lube. “Yeah, Dad,” Randy replied. “OK, now get on all fours and stick your butt out so I can check it out … that’s it … stick it out like that.” I crouched in front of Randy’s outstretched butt and grasped his cheeks with my hands. “I don’t know if the doctor will feel your butt like this, but if he does, it’s nothing to be bothered by,” I explained as I gently kneaded his tush and squeezed his buns. “Now, let’s check your butt hole,” I sighed. I dipped my finger in the lube and rubbed some on his pink, tender button. It was warm and soft and after a good coating of lube quite pliable. A little massaging and prodding and my finger slid inside my son’s butt with ease. “How’s that, Randy? Does that hurt?” I asked. “No, not at all, Dad,” Randy said. “See, you spent all this time worrying about nothing,” I told him. I kept sliding my finger in deeper and deeper until I could feel his hard prostate. I pressed firmly against it. “How’s that?” I asked. “Ah … oh,” Randy sighed. “Does that feel good?” I asked. “It does, Dad,” Randy replied. “The doctor’s probably going to feel this deep, son,” I told him. “He needs to get inside to feel your prostate, that’s the thing I’m rubbing right now.” Randy just moaned. With my other hand I reached between Randy’s legs and squeezed his cock. It was even harder than mine and already the head was slick and wet. This was no time to stay dressed. Slowly, I pulled my finger out of Randy’s butt. “Now, would you like to try it?” I asked my son. Randy rolled onto his back and looked at me with a big smile on his face. His turgid, drippy johnson quivered between his legs. “Sure, Dad,” he said. I stood up and quickly undressed. I stood naked, with my hard cock swinging in front of him. It was great being naked with my 58 • Ass Poking

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son and showing each other our hard clubs. Being a man certainly has its moments. I got down on all fours and handed Randy the lube. “Scoop a big glob out and get my hole coated good first. Then your finger will slide in easily,” I told him. “OK, Dad,” Randy said. It felt so great when his slippery finger found my asshole. I took a deep breath when he probed inside. He wasn’t sure how deep to poke. “You can go deeper, son,” I coaxed him. “That’s it … deeper yet … yeah … right around there. Feel that hard, round thing.” “This?” Randy said pressing against my prostate. “Yeah, that. Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” I moaned. Randy probed my gut really well for a first timer. Before long, my cock was so hot I couldn’t stand it. “That’s about all I can take, Randy,” I finally told him. He gently pulled out. “It sure is hot inside your butt,” he said with a grin when I turned around. “Yeah, and you’ve got your old man hornier than he’s been in a long time,” I warned him. “You ready to try something else?” “Sure, Dad,” Randy said. He was quite worked up, too. “Get on the bed and lie down,” I told him. I scooped out a big wad of lube and generously coated my throbbing rod. I climbed on the bed on top of Randy and spread his legs apart. I aimed my cock right at his tender asshole. Randy wasn’t sure exactly what I had in mind, but he was so excited that he was ready for anything. I rubbed my wet cockhead over his hole. I squeezed my glans and poured hot precum onto his waiting asshole. Then I pressed my cock against my son’s asshole until it opened up and let my wanger glide right in. “How’s that, Randy? You doing OK?” I asked. “Feels great, Dad. You think the doctor will do this?” “Probably not,” I said with a chuckle. “But if does, you’ll know what to do,” I said. Randy grabbed hold of his nuts and swung his dripping cock back and forth as I thrust my rod deep into him. “Dad … Dad,” Randy moaned. “It feels so great!” “I know,” I gasped. Ass Poking • 59

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Randy’s body started quivering and his eyes glazed over. His sphincter clamped tightly around my shaft and I knew he was about to shoot. I was so excited I was beside myself. When he came, his cum sprayed thick, ropy streams of cum all over his side. I rammed my dick in hard several times until my balls burst. I drained a week’s worth of load into my son’s butt. Randy looked up at me while I came. We had never been so close.

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Akash and Dandra. They were getting to be fine boys and perhaps my son needed assistance talking to them about the birds and the bees. But I knew better than to expect such thrills. “So, what’s up?” I asked when Darpak came by. I almost added, “Your sons’ wee-wees, perhaps?” but I bit my tongue. “I’ve got exciting news,” Darpak said. “Remember the Indian project I’ve been working on?” I nodded. How could I forget. It was all I’d heard about the last three months. “Well, we got the deal!” my son exclaimed with great zeal. “That’s great,” I said. “That’s great.” And indeed, I was very happy for my son. He worked very hard for his company and it was wonderful to see him succeed. “There’s only one catch,” Darpak said. “It means I have to go to India for some time to get the project going.” “Oh?” I said. “Yes,” he said. “It’s going to take two or three months minimum. I can take Sonia, but I don’t want to take the boys out of school. They are doing so well.” Darpak looked down at his feet for a moment and then back at me. “Sonia and I were wondering if you could look after them.” “Well, I suppose I could,” I said trying to sound reluctant. “Actually, Dad, you wouldn’t need to stay with them. They can take care of themselves for the most part, but if you could drop by every other day or so, we would really appreciate it,” Darpak explained. “Well, I don’t see why I couldn’t manage that,” I said. Of course, if I found out that they needed more of my attention, I certainly could check in on them more often. “Oh, that would be just dandy,” Darpak said grabbing hold of my hand. “You have no idea how much this project means to me.” “Of course, I understand. And anyway, I’m just an old man with nothing to do all day,” I said. A few weeks later, Darpak and Sonia left on a Thursday evening. I left Akash and Dandra alone all day Friday. Bright and early Saturday morning I headed over to see my grandsons. I figured that by now I could find something bad they had done, something worth pulling their pants down for a nice paddling. My spirits really brightened when I found a complete mess in the Controlling the Twins • 61

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living room. There was leftover pizza on the living room coffee table, magazines and games strewn all over the floor and a sink of dirty dishes in the kitchen. I headed for the boys’ bedroom. It was already eight o’clock. Could they still be sleeping? Sure enough, I found them sound asleep. I pulled back their covers. Two wonderful firm, round butts greeted me. Unfortunately, they were wearing undies, but I had good enough reason to dispose of those! “What are you boys still doing in bed?” I asked with mock astonishment. Akash and Dandra squirmed and sleepily opened their eyes. “Grandpa, what are you doing here?” Akash asked as he rubbed his eyes. “Seeing to it that you two behave. It’s a good thing I came over. You practically have the house destroyed already and your parents have not even been gone two full days!” I said in horror. “It’s time to get up and clean this mess,” I said as I grabbed hold of their firm tushes and squeezed them. They both let out yelps and shot up. “OK, Grandpa, OK,” they cried. They dashed out of the bedroom and down the hall. I followed their enticing butts. “First, clean the kitchen. Get those dishes washed,” I demanded. They went right to work. As soon as the dishes were clean and put away, I hustled them into the living room. “Just look at this mess!” I said waving my hands around. “This is no way for civilized boys to live.” It was great watching my grandsons scurry about in their undies. I was just dying to get my hands on their skimpy white briefs. It was all I could do to keep from yanking them right off. While they put the magazines and games away, I took the pizza out to the kitchen. I marveled at how different my boyhood was from my grandsons’. When I was growing up in India, there certainly was no home delivery pizza. Life was very hard back then and most of my childhood was spent working my butt off in the fields. If it weren’t for my uncle and his thick, gentle fingers, I would not have had any pleasure back then. When I got back to the living room, the boys surprisingly had everything put away and were already at play. They’d pushed the Controlling the Twins • 63

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coffee table off to the side and were tossing about on the floor wrestling. “So is it play time already?” I asked. “Lighten up, Grandpa,” Dandra told me. “It’s Saturday and we want to play.” “I guess,” I said with a sigh and sat down on the couch to watch them. It was impossible not to get an erection watching my undie-clad grandsons grabbing each other and rolling all over the floor. They rolled from one end of the room to the other until Dandra managed to get Akash pinned down. Akash struggled, his arms flailing. He grabbed hold of Dandra’s undies and pulled hard. Suddenly there was a loud ripping sound and a big hole appeared in Dandra’s undies. I hopped onto the floor next to the boys. “That’s enough, boys,” I said as I examined the damage. “Just look what you two have done to a perfectly good pair of undies.” Dandra’s butt crack poked out through the gaping hole and his tight, pink button was clearly visible. I ran my finger down his crack and pressed it against his hole. It was hot and so tempting. “My, my,��� I said shaking my head. “Look at the size of that hole!” I spread open the tear in Dandra’s undies, practically revealing his entire butt. “You know what my Uncle Mukul used to do when I was active and ornery?” I asked. “What?” my grandsons asked. “He’d do this to calm me down,” I said as I wet my finger and coated it with saliva. Then, as I pressed it against Dandra’s exposed butt bud, I added, “Uncle Mukul always calmed me down with this ancient Indian practice.” With that I pressed firmly, pushing my finger into Dandra’s steamy, hot hole. “Grandpa, what are you doing?” Dandra asked. He looked over his shoulder to see what I was doing. “He’s putting his finger up your butt,” Akash said with delight. “Does that really work, Grandpa?” “It worked for me, Akash,” I said. I pushed my finger in all the way. Dandra let out a satisfying sigh. “See,” I said to Akash. It’s making Dandra feel real good.” Akash watched with fascination as I worked a second finger deep 64 • Controlling the Twins

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into Dandra’s butt. By the time I got my second finger in all the way, Akash was ready to give it a try. “Do me, too, Grandpa,” he said. He squirmed out from under Dandra, stood up, and peeled off his undies. To my delight, his dick was sticking tall and proud. Its head was even moist. Then he got on all fours and turned his butt toward me so I could finger him. “Sure, Akash,” I said. “You’ll soon know how good it feels.” I ran my free hand over Akash’s smooth, round butt. It was so firm. I leaned forward and shoved my face into his crack so I could lick his hole and get it all wet. I pressed my tongue against his button hole and slobbered all over it. Then, with my tongue still pressed against his tight opening, I pried it open with my middle finger. The warmth of his inner body caressed my tongue. I wormed my wet tongue deeper into my grandson’s body. I loved the way his butt tasted and with the help of my fingers I was able to work half my tongue into his luscious hole. After getting his bung hole wet and slobbery, I pulled my tongue out and began probing it more with my fingers. Akash was a very willing student. I soon had two fingers up inside his butt, as well. My dick was so hard now that I had to let it out. Reluctantly I pulled my fingers out of my grandsons’ asses so I could strip off my clothes. As soon as I was naked, I shoved my fingers back into their eager butts. My fingers were having the same effect on my grandsons as my Uncle Mukul’s fingers had had on me years ago. Dandra’s hole was very soft now, so I pulled my fingers out and began rubbing my hard cock against his soft, elastic hole. Precum drooled out of my pisshole onto my grandson’s butt. I spread it all over his asshole with my cockhead. Once I coated his tight opening with my slippery goo, my cockhead slipped in without any difficulty. “Ahh,” Dandra moaned. I worked my dick in deeper and deeper into his gut. Now that my hand was free, I tore off his undies completely so I could grope his balls and stiff dick. As I fucked Dandra, I kept my fingers sliding in and out of Akash. There was practically no resistance when I began using three fingers. I was too close to cumming already so I pulled my cock out to calm it down. It throbbed and bubbled right before my very eyes. I took some 66 • Controlling the Twins

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deep breaths and then aimed my dick at Akash’s open butt hole. I drove my cock into Akash as I shoved my fingers back into Dandra. From the first stroke, Akash’s butt grabbed hold of my turgid rod. My two grandsons’ dicks were drooling every bit as much as mine. They were making such big puddles on the rug that I was afraid they might stain them. I grabbed their undies and placed them underneath my grandsons so that they would drip on the undies instead of the rug. When I was finished, I knew I was taking those undies home with me! I felt Akash’s tender nuts. They were pulled up tight against him, and the next time I thrust my stiff rod all the way inside Akash, he violently popped. I’d forgotten just how much enthusiasm a boy’s orgasm creates. Akash’s whole body shuddered and his head thrashed from side to side as he shot wad after wad of hot cream all over his undies. Akash’s butt squeezed my cock so tightly as he came that I nearly passed out. I wanted to pull out and spray my cum over both my grandsons, but it was impossible to get it out of that tight grip. I dropped my head back and gasped uncontrollably as I shot cum deep inside Akash. I was so weakened by my explosion that my fingers slid out of Dandra. I could barely stay up on my knees. Not until all my energy had flown out through my loins could I somewhat regain control of myself. I sat back on my legs, pulling my spent cock out of my grandson. It was still tingling with unspeakable pleasure. Dandra rolled over on his back. His cock was still throbbing. I reached out and grabbed hold of it. It only took three or four good tugs before he shot a spray of fragrant spunk up to his neck. Once he had shot it all, I carefully wiped it up with his torn undies. My grandsons were very relaxed now. It was going to be a rather easy task keeping them under control for the next two or three months.

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Hard Hot Daddy Sex Wanted by Cock Loving Son West Australia, October 99 to March 00 -- UK, April 2000 to October 2000. I am 38y/o, not bad looking guy who is drug free, clean & needs lots of hot, hard servicing by very well hung men of ANY AGE. I am 5’8”, 154 lbs.and slim with small butt plus 7 1/2” cock that likes everything. I really want to suck & have my tight hole filled on a very frequent basis, even be forced would not be unwanted by real daddy figures who know 5/2000 what they want & will get it!! I go Gay Couple for single dads as well as dads, Gay couple of 44 & 50 years looking uncles & grandpa groups, who for friendship and to exchange can keep the servicing up for ages hospitalitiy and travel with people & make me ache for more & more. like us of good level. Write to: Hold my head tight & force that Fernando Garzon, Apartado 1139, big well loaded cock down my 48080 Bilbao, Spain. throat, make this son take it all, Mature Father, Brother, then go straight up my tight butt & teach me to be a very good Friend I am an average looking man with daddy’s son. Just use me for your a very big dick in need of a young total satisfaction!! If you want a son. Satisfaction guaranteed. Even HOT cock lovin’ fuck buddy reply if you are only slightly interested, to this ad & GO FOR IT. My e-mail let me hear from you. I will make address until March 14th 2000 you glad you are a boy. Write is - furniss@southwest.com.au. Telephone 8-9535-3216 (Australia) box# 476. (USA) – UK Number 01263-711018 April For Best Blow Job GWM, 46, 5’9”, 190# with 8 1/2” 2000 until October 2000. Write cock, who loves to get blown and box# 775. (UNITED KINGDOM) also loves to suck and fuck. Call Exchange Book of Bears 1-419-562-0473 anytime of day or for Arabian Nights By night or write me. Call or write for Julius best blow job you have ever had. I’ll send you my Book of Bears if Write box# 779. (USA) you send me your copy of Arabian Older Horny Man Seeks Nights. I am a 57 year old, well educated (MD) European who a Small Cock About to retire white male, 6’, would like to correspond with

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs with dads to reminisce about old times and new. I’m a gloryhole, tearoom, “public” sex fanatic, forever grateful to the older men who showed my the ropes. Your hot experiences get mine. Also interested in possibly trading gay porn, commercial stuff mainly but also some amateur and Mardi Gras. Write box# 514. (LA) JO Dad ISO JO Boy G/BiWM, 47, 5’10”, 200, br/haz., professional, average body, average dick, PA, nice balls. Perverted Dad seeking LTR with insatiable, exhibitionistic bi-boy (20-35) for jerkoff fun 4-5 times a day. Dad will play kinky, humiliating games with you, in bathroom, bedroom, and public. Dad likes to play Dr. with physical exams, lt. spanking, bound balls, punished foreskin (Dad has a fetish for ‘skin), shaving. Let’s masturbate together in front of your girl friend, show off for Sis, talk about pussy. Horny boys who want to show Dad what a stud they are, who crave Dad’s perverted attentions to their privates, write with ph/ph to: Dad, 503 East Ave, New Castle, DE 19720. Disciplinarian Seeks Son to Spank GWM, 28, 195lbs. and good looking is looking for a bottom boy under 27 years old. If you like receiving anal sex, over the knee bare ass spankings and love on a daily basis, please send a letter and picture to: Clint Johnston, 1425 Portland Ave. S. Apt. 301, Minneapolis, MN 55404. Cuban Topman GWM, 55, 160 lbs., seeking friends, daddies. Age no problem. Caucasian, Spanish, no problem, everybody. Write to me English or Spanish, I will answer all. Write box# 795. (AZ) Even Daddies Need Daddies This big bear is a GWM, 49, HIV-, 6’, 230 lbs., short graying hair and beard. I’m looking for dominant, take charge daddies and/or cubs to serve. I have a hot mouth and a tight ass that like to be used hard. I want your piss, spit and cum anyway you want to give them to me. I’m not as experienced with bondage and discipline as I’d like – please teach me. My alphabet includes: G/P, F/A, WS, TT, VA, BD. My fantasies include cowboys, bikers, group service, raunch

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hair on top with a short salt and pepper beard. This strict, loving bear daddy with a sense of humor is looking for GW bear cubs into uninhibited, rambunctious, sloppy sex with lots of TLC and cuddling. I turn on to role playing with all kinds of men – but especially young, bearded sons/cubs, bottoms, furry and furrier, pierced or intact, “illustrated” or not, long hair or stubble, active and passive, loud cummers and laughers. If you like sharing piss, spit and cum, you are especially welcome. I’m looking for men 21-30ish to share LTR life/home and to explore fantasies with. I lead, you follow. Some pain, much discipline, high expectiations. Open to visitors. I haven’t much use for drugs and tobacco (we all have our hang-ups). And bars can be boring. Do you think you might like to play? Drop me a line, let’s swap photos. E-mail, fairybear2000@yahoo.com, or write Mike, 3551 Sweet Air St., Hampden, Baltimore, MD 21211. Couples W/M, 5’6”, 160 lbs., bi, mature, clean shaven, non-smoke or drink, 7” to meet husband, wife or singles. Fist fuck wife, nude wrestling her. Safe sex, video, massage, etc, or? Please write if you are interested in above. PO Box 473, McCleary, WA 98557. Country Son Needs Country Dad, Uncles, Granddad Son: 48 years young, 5’9”, 200 lbs., Br/Br, balding, mustache, tats, in shape, total bottom. ISO

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs 687-1238 before 11pm Eastern Time. Barry, 1742 West 29th Place, Cleveland, OH 44113-3022. Looking for Flea Market Son GWM, 57, 6’2”, 250 brown eyes, brown thinning hair, mustache, hairy, not heavy, hung, cut. Caring,

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young man between the ages of 18-24, slim, cute, all-American, with a sincere desire to love and appreciate a 35y/o gay white male,6’2”, 195 lbs., brown hair, hazel eyes, goatee, moderately hairy, quite handsome and masculine. I am friendly, intelligent, and able to devote myself monogamously to someone that answers to the above. I enjoy fishing, camping, and have many other hobbies and interests. I will trade photos. For quick response use my e-mail address mikedr75@hotmail.com. Write box# 177. (FL) Bi W/M Seeks Black Men Attractive, masculine, bisexual, 49y.o. w/m loves sucking black cocks & balls, rimming black asses, getting ass fucked. Love hot cum on me or down my throat. I’ve got a 7” uncut dick, big hanging balls & round, tight, white ass in need of a hard black dick. Fucked my sister & was fucked by older brother. Want to talk about it? Write box# 780. (LA) Son Looking for a Dad Handsome, educated (speak four languages) man, 40’s, 5’8”, have domiciles on two continents. Looking for a loving, affectionate dad, preferably older, who also has the finer things in life (because I love them also), who might play golf, which he could teach me, and/or play tennis together amongst other things. If the chemistry is right this could turn into a long, long LTR. Curious? Write and please include a recent photo. Write box# 778. (FL) B/O Couple 40-60 Seeks Son Seeks kinky, submisssive son for permanent, loving relationship. Own business & house. Hairy, short hair, shaving are +’s. Wagner, 805 W. 3rd, Sterling, IL 61081. Would You Love to Tease My Big Ass? I’m looking for black, white or any race men to shove my 8, 10 and 12 inch dildos in my big ass. Though it is not mandatory, you can work with your hands in my

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs ass. I suck and like to get fucked. I’m a full bottom and Puerto Rican, 59, 184lbs. and dark skin. I’m single. Write in English or Spanish from any state, including New York. No prisioners, please. All answered. Write box# 582. (NY) Single Son Seeks Daddy Couple GBM, 23, 5’5”, 128 lbs., disabled, walk with a limp, but very independent. Lives in New Mexico, enjoys music (classical to techno), movies (XXX to slapstick), books and photography. Seeks a masculine, preferably hairy GM couple (33-58) who wishes for a son as a loving third partner. Sexually, I enjoy voyuerism, sucking cock and eating ass. I’m very orally active, but can be passive when necessary. I do have some limits. Dislikes: pain, verbal or physical abuse, liars or chronic complainers. Plusses: cut, well endowed, good sense of humor. No diseases. Sexually openminded, race open. I’ll relocate. Photo/phone with letter and SASE gets reply fast. Serious only. Write box# 636. (NM) 4/2000

Jake N. of Minot, North Dakota Please send me your address or how to write you. Thanks for the letter. You forgot to include your return address. I want to write plus I’m interested in eventually meeting once we get to know each other. Please write. Rick Hammond, 726 W. Hatcher Rd Apt 201, Phoenix, AZ 85021. (602) 749-0397. Peace. Puerto Rican Looking for Fun! Would like to meet and correspond with wiry guys who are into pleasing a slim bottom like me. Bi-sexual and gay welcome, but must be top. You must be into: Greek active, French active/passive, and fondling. Turn ons are: facial hair and chest hair, but not a must. I am slim, weight 128 lbs., 5’7” tall, age 35, green eyes, dark hair, and enjoy doing Greek passive and French active/passive, plus fondling. Write to: R. Reyes, PO Box 3036, New York, NY 10027-8872. Will answer anyone who writes me! Penpals are welcome, too. Make Me Take It All In My Mouth or Hot Ass! Hot, cocksucking pussy-boy needs oral/anal fucking by serious, horny,

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white tops in Chicago area (all others can write/send pix). I’m tall, trim, handsome, HIV-, hot, horny and ready! Need tops for verbal abuse, CBT, titplay, spanking, dildo use, and “forcing” me to be your receptive cunt – make me do it! I want serious, aggresive, HIVwhite tops only – no wannabees. Tom Law, 5712 N West Circle Ave, Chicago, IL 60631-2437. Devilish Pen Pals GWM, 6’ seeks WM’s who are utterly depraved, evil minded and driven by devilish lust. How dark are those fantasies? Tell this devil all about it! Also into uniforms, suit & tie and men of authority. Write box# 722. (CT) Southern Charmer SWM Clean cut, 6’2”, 170lbs, 60, sexy, hairy, discreet, responsible, honest, loyal, non-substance user, HIV-, with caring positive attitude. UB2 for friendship, possible committed

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know each other, romance, etc. I am versatile and love passionate lovemaking and also wild, sweaty sex. Great kisser too. I also love bear types. I am HIV+ but healthy, smoker, no drugs, (grass OK), light drinker, not into clubs except on occasion. Enjoy movies, cooking, music, and being adventuresome. Also love guiet evenings. I live in S.F. Bay area. Penpals OK for uninhibited hot letters, but ultimately seeking potential lover. Mark. Write box# 665. (CA) Penpals BM, 5’10” would like to hear from

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs younger brother/nephew/son type to correspond or more. No inmates. Photo would be nice. Needs someone to take care of. E-mail donpat.g@worldnet.att.net. Write box# 774. (CA) Wanted: Fit and Trim Daddy to Love 24 year old student, BM, 5’7”, 150 lbs., athletic, willing to relocate, versatile, caramel skin, pretty brown eyes, honest, passionate, big-hearted and intense. Looking for same in a guy 35-65 for friendship. No fems or inmates. No head games! Just a man who feels like I do, is tired of being lonely and has a heart as big as mine. Any race OK. Write box# 772. (VA) Looking for Pen Pals WM, 5’6”, 170 lbs. Also looking for video to exchange. Have large collection. Love to suck and get fucked. Write to Benny, PO Box 5177, Glencoe, AL 35905-0177. J/O Junkie Seeking Buddies Hairy, bearded, GWM, 47, 5’10” seeking horny guys into kinky scenes, family fun, nudity, group J/O, three ways and gang bangs. Let’s swap true stories, fantasies, shoot a load. Married, Bi, welcome. JNG, PO Box 1085, Madison, WI 53701-1085. Incest is Best and Masturbation Also I’ve engaged in and loved both since age ten! Now in my seventies and into Taoism and retention of semen. “Edging” for hours! If you relate to all of it, lets let it all hang out! Write to Richard Miles, PO Box 5052, San Marcos, Ca 92069-1050. Black Bottom in Detroit MI Hello, all. I am a gay, black, 24 year old male living in Detroit, MI, the eastside. I strongly prefer being a bottom, am 5’7” tall and weigh approximately 225 pounds. I have black hair, dark brown eyes and love sci-fi and action-adventure (esp. Star Trek, my favorite show of all time). I’ve been told I give excellent oral sex and am open to anything and everything from pen pal writings to picture exchanging to friendship to casual sex to relationship. Race, age and physical appearance is a non-issue as far as I’m concerned. If you’re interested in a friendly, exotic

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RU a Rough/Tough Daddy? Cuz I’m looking for you. I’m 35, 6’, 175lbs., brn/grn, eager to please daddy’s boy. You: taller, hairy, smart, between 40-55. I like leather & kink, but also love to kiss and cuddle. I’m looking for a partner to grow with, not just sex. Write me! Write box# 492. (CA) Big Fat Men GHM, 51, Mex, 5’11”, 290 lbs., searching for big fat men of any race for friendship and sex. Write to: Peter, 1018 Bennington, Kansas City, MO 64126. Cross Dresser Dad in Search of Same in Son Cross dresser senior Dad, looking for a younger son of same, any age, race or clor, any location. Love to correspond with hot raunchy letters of experiences and fantasies and picture exchange. Would also love to hear from any Hermaphrodites too and any CDs in Phoenix area, too. Maybe we can meat with each other. Charlie, 6102 W Osborn Rd, Phoenix, AZ 85033-4619. Son Searching for Dad, Uncle and or Grandad 40 year old son, WM, 6’, 170 lbs, HIV-, seeks dad for love, play and LTR. I have a lot of love to give both in and out of the bedroom. If you’re a dad, uncle or grandad who loves feeding his son a hot midnight snack or waking up to an even hotter rim job, then you’re the one for me. Your son is also French and Greek A/P and enjoys W/S, aroma and videos. Being a professional in the hospitality business I’m not looking for a sugar daddy, only a loving daddy. If things work out, relocating would be a definate possibility. Write soon Dad - your son misses you! Write box# 400. (TN) Hot, Horny Grandpa 81 yo grandpa, an ordinary old guy. Prefer cocks for sucking 5” 6 1/2”, as I’m a cocksucker, not a sword swallower. For fucking I like 6 1/2” - 7”+, more the size of dildoes. I’m a mite paunchy, shaky and slightly wrinkled here & there. 5’10”, 195, hazel/white, HIV-. Have 4” stiff, hot, jisz shooter I love to have sucked. Like ordinary boys 18-100+. Write box# 763. (NY)

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs Hung Uncut Son Wants Dad’s Feet Blk male 30 years old, clean cut, 180 lbs., wants to serve and worship Dad’s sweaty pits and crotch. Son is versatile, likes to rim, suck cock, get fucked. I have fantasy of molestation by my daddy or uncle or grand-dad. Son into truckers, bikers, construction types. Love to eat daddy’s funky feet. Will exchange phone & photo. Write box# 752. (CA) Dad Wants Loving Son I’m 55, but am told that I look a lot younger. I keep myself in good shape and love sports, movies, and having fun times. Come swim at my heated pool & possibly relocate. I’m very loving and desire a son 18-35. Call Paul 480-649-9961 to 11:55pm Pacific Time. Write box# 124. (AZ)

Alabama 6/2000

Men Wanted GWM seeking men. I am 6’, 170 lbs, B/E, B/H, HIV-. Would love to meet nice guys in AL who are honest and sensitive. Would also like to have penpals to write and exchange photos and videos, also fantasies. So write and send photo and how to get in touch. I will return photo if you wish. Hope to hear from you soon, guys. Write box# 798.

California 6/2000

Boy Sex with Daddy See boy naked, only with a wool sweater on. Like to suck Daddy’s raspberry dick like a boy learns. E-mail me: jak4338@aol.com. Daddy smoke cigar, I suck dick. Write box# 744. North Coast CA Handjobber Rural living fit and trim man/boy looking to connect with other handjobbers in Northern CA, north coast area. Ageless, 5’4”, 135 lbs., fair, 6” boner, big nipples and tight hole. Sexy, fit, older guys a plus. Tom at (707) 895-9177. Hot Jock Looking for Brother or Daddy GWM, 30, 6’, 190 lbs, brown/blond hair, versatile, very straight acting, muscular and attractive normal guy, seeks brother/daddy type. You must be str8 acting and in

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Looking For Friend And of his dad and be taken care of. Email atldoug1@bellsouth.net or Lover Top I’m seeking a friend/lover who write box #194. can share my life and have some great times together, share life’s Illinois ups and downs, and grow old 4/2000 together. I’m a 5’8”, 235 lb. WM

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs Hot Boy Needs Hung, Horny Top Dad Good looking Italian son is 32, 5’11”, 175 lbs. brn/brn, smooth and in shape. I want an attractive daddy who needs servicing from an orally and anally talented boy. Let me drain your big hairy balls, Dad! Plusses include hairy body and face, thick/long dick, uncut, six feet tall or over. Please call (630) 469-0849. Write box# 771. 3/2000

Wanted - Hot Daddy GWM, 32, looking for raunchy, fantasy fulfillment. I need a daddy coach who can secretly play with my hot, hung, horny, hard cock and make me cum all over his locker room desk and give my big balls the attention they deserve. Write box# 765.

Indiana 4/2000

Married Men GWM, 62, 160 lbs., 5’6”, Fr A/P, JO, nudity, smoker, no drugs. Have large video collection and can entertain any day or evening. Interested in married or bi men over 40 years of age. Clergy very welcome! I am very discreet! Central Indiana only – Muncie, Anderson, Indianapolis area. Write box# 770. 3/2000

Mature Army Retiree Seeks Friends/Pals of All Types Can travel/host. Super pluses are, but not limited to: older (I am 54), hairy, beer bellies, bald or balding, sweaty trucker-biker-cop, etc. Love laid-back daddy/grandaddy types who like to be leisurely catered to. I am A/P French, mostly active. Reciprocation only if you desire. I am disease free, definitely HIV-, UB2, pleasant, clean, honest, never experimented with drugs of any type. Smokers, drinkers welcome. I love the taste & smells of mature, masculine men. Am expert dick sucker and ass eater, especially ass eating, in an obedient fashion. Will totally satisfy you as you sit on my ass eating mouth or fuck my face & throat. Will answer all - photo only if available & will return your request. Write explicit letter. You won’t be disappointed. Guaranteed. Write box# 658.

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1109 S Brookside, Independence, Watch Your Son MO 64053. Masturbate Looking for hairy top dad (over 50) or New Hampshire in-shape grandad to discuss/reinact 5/2000 special family scenes, exhibitionism, Chaser Alert/Bulk Male underwear, boy love, sport scenes. I am from NH and my name is Call Dave (617)576-8878. Dave, 6’1”, 350, disease free, 5/2000 hairy, uncut, white Smooth Shaved Dad Sks masculine, male. Do not smoke, drink or do Boyish 18+ Son MA/CT/ drugs. I am submissive, Fr A/P, Gk RI area P. I am open minded and enjoy GM, 50’s, 5’-9”, BR/BR, mentor cuddling to kink. I am looking dad, guy next door, avid nudist & for friends, sex and hopefully exhibitionist, interests are body someone to go through life with. I shaving (I’m smooth all over), believe in commitment. Race, age mild kink, dad/son, discipline. or looks are not important. Older Seeking a younger gay guy, small men are a plus. I am looking for in stature or size, smooth boyish someone who is emotionally gentle, look, does not like to wear clothing, mentally creative and sexually wants/needs a mentor/dad/bro agressive. Will answer letters or who understands them. I’m more phone calls (603) 227-9777. No interested in what’s inside you phone sex. No e-mail. Take care. than your looks … so write to me Write box# 496. about your needs and concerns (anything), include your stats New Jersey and pic if available and I will 3/2000 get back to you. Send email to: Looking for Fun and NakedEd@webtv.net. Snail mail: Pleasure can be fwd. by magazine to my place on the MA/CT border. Use 5’7”, 185 pounds, green eyes, salt & pepper hair, 46 years old, and box number. Write box# 781. I am white. I have no hangups whatsoever. Will answer all of Michigan you who do write to me. I have 4/2000 a 7” cock and I am cut. Write Daddy Seeking Son box# 764. Detroit 2 WGM’s, ages 55 & 45, are seeking New York an average looking, average to 6/2000 well hung son under age 35, race not important. Looking for son ISO 40+ Guys Who Love Sex that is a cigarette smoker and beer drinker who is exhibitionistic GWM, 60, 5’ 11 1/2”, 163 lbs., and into oral sex action, V/A, W/S auburn hair, mustache, brown and G/S. No pot smokers, drugs, eyes, medium build, smooth body, TV’s or TS’s. Send us your nude hot 7” uncut cock and asshole photo, age, mailing address, phone seeks masculine sex buddies in number, best time to phone you NYC area or international pen with your name to: Daddy/Don pals for explicit letters/photos who Dean, 527 Manistique Ave., Detroit, are versatile, gay, bi, or married MI 48215. We are straight acting men 40-65 in good shape, not & appearing, drug & disease free. too fat or overly hairy. I enjoy Long term relationship wanted. all sexual activities, except S/M, Write us for more information! but they must be reciprocal. I am friendly, supportive, discreet, All answered! with a good sense of humor. I’m retired, live alone, and smoke. I Missouri love nature, nudity, outdoors, and 5/2000 jerking off with Handjobs. All races, Calling All Boys ethnic backgrounds welcome. Your GWM 42, good looking, red hairy nude photo and letter gets mine. body 5’7”, 160 lbs, 7” cock. I want Please write to: George E. Keyes, to meet boys 30 or younger (boys), 30 Waterside Plaza 12B, New who want to fuck my nice asshole York, NY 10010-2630. and fill my mouth with cum. Black, White, Latin. Write: Tom Luce 6/2000

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Personal Ads March 2000 Handjobs Hot Bottom and Sex Pig Daddy Blond hair, mustache, 5’9”, 41, 8 1/2” uncut cock, green eyes, hairy, muscular wants rough stud and mustache types to use me! Cigar smokers, blue collars and white collars to serve you or your hot sons! Will be fuck toy to use and abuse. Love kidnap scenes and forced sex. Write box# 727.

Looking for a father/boyfriend in the Manhattan area. You must be at least 19 to 53, wellbuilt or chubby, any race. Must be both bottom and top. Likes to get good rim jobs. Must love to give and get a good blowjob. Please be hairy. If you’re not that cod. must be able to cum more than once. No drugs/booze/HIV+s. Must be HIV free and clean in every way. 5/2000 I am looking for one and only one monogamous relationship. Ass Eater Wanted Handsome, muscular, well-hung, Must also love to dance and love Italian man, 38, 5’9”, 170 lbs. having fun indoors and outdoors. with a tight, smooth ass is seeking Write box# 766. a bottom boy 18-45 who is into prolonged cocksucking and ass North Carolina eating sessions. Any race. Brooklyn 6/2000 and Queens a plus. Write to Young White Males For Steve, PO Box 3036, New York, Bath & Or Massage NY10027-8872. 43 yo gwm looking for young 4/2000 white males high school age or Black/Hispanic Ultra older who would like to have Fem. 350-400 lbs some fun with daddy. Email Needed bwg_bwg@hotmail.com. Write 45 year old BM Top, 5’9 1/2”, ISO box# 792. Black or Hispanic ultra feminine bottom 350-400 lbs who likes to get fucked and suck dick. Drop me 6/2000 Pennsylvania a line with photo/phone#. Will get Lip Service my quick response. Serious replies All I ask from you is a hot load of only. Write box# 319. cum. I’m looking for that relative Hungry Oral Slave I never had to use me. Let’s live Servants? out fantasies. Singles, couples Short, stocky or chunky expert, and groups. Use me – please. tireless, deep throat oral expert, Write box# 794. rimmer and foot artist sought by 3/2000 beefy, laid-back, blue collar, very Phila-Delaware Co. verbal bi man, 47, 5’9”, 200 lbs., Gay WM would like to meet other bearded HIV neg., cut, endowed. gay males. I am 67, French active & Animal hungry types only. No passive. Age no problem. Penpals reciprocation, just complete long welcome from all over. Photo & service. Smoke/aroma OK. 1-718- phone a plus. Also like phone sex. JNL-MXKR (no phone J/O) or Write box# 762. masterjs2@aol.com. or send letter and photo to PO Box 2470 Church Texas St PO NY 10008. 3/2000 3/2000

Student Looking for Second Son Puerto Rican student is looking for second father/boyfriend. I am 18 years old, 5’9”, 129 lbs., 6” uncut dick for you. I’m chubby.

must be very fem male, tip toeing and switchy ass a plus. Write me at Lee, 911 W Wheatland Apt 203, Dallas TX 75232 or call 972-336-4263.

Virginia 6/2000

Dad Seeks Son GWM, 45, 5’10”, 155lbs, in great shape, in great health, love all oral sex, good looking, seek LTR with a younger guy. Call 757-425-8289 or write to: Elliott, 304 52nd St., Virginia Beach, VA 23451.

Washington 5/2000

Sexless in Seattle GWM, 54, 5’10”, 200#, HIV-, smooth body with 7” uncut cock. Loves nudity, hot tubs, XXX videos, toys and juicy boy stories, Fr A/P, Gr P. Looking for a special son. You: GWM, clean, HIV-, adventurous, smooth, small OK. Looks not important but honesty and loyality are. Also would love to hear from dads & grandads. Write with your likes & dislikes. Photo appreciated. Write box# 360.

Wisconsin 6/2000

Son/Brother Wanted GWMP,56,5’11”, seeks son 30-43 who wants a father’s love and likes to love. Versatile, N/Ds or games. Tell daddy what you like. Send photo. All replies answered. Wausau area. Write box# 797. 4/2000

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