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Handjobs™ June 2000 Letters Interview with the Coach

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by Graeme Godfried

Special Delivery part 3 by Rolando Mérida Cousin Ronnie’s Attic by Danny Trooper Twins by Mike White Uncle Bob Answers Your Questions

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Letters Dear Handjobs: You may be a very small company, but your service is outstanding and among the most professional seen by me lately. Thanks again, I should have taken the full year subscription the first time around! • E-mail Dear Handjobs: My daddy and I just love your magazine. • PA Dear Handjobs: I always read all the letters in the letters section. I want the see the nature of the praise and the occasional criticism that you get. I think the praise is always appropriate and usually disagree with the negative comments, which often reflect the odd bias of a disgruntled reader. The fact that you print all kinds of letters is a great credit to you and indicates that (A) you know what you’re doing and (B) are doing it well enough to survive the comments of the disgruntled few. Another thing: your occasional responses to the letters are always thoughtful and right on target. I read Handjobs cover to cover. I especially like Valentine. He really has a good sense of how to draw the human anatomy, and his detailed drawings of genitalia are particularly fine. His action packed drawings are great. I loved the cute (albeit improbable) affectionate attention Barney got from the lion’s tongue in the February 2000 issue. Montana’s drawing of the young man on page 32 of the January 2000 issue is really engaging, and in the April 2000 issue he gives us an uncut cock! I am in agreement with the growing public sentiment about the psychological/physical damage incurred in the practice of routine neo-natal circumcision. I try whenever possible to bring attention to it without causing anger or hard feelings. I want to add that it is always a special treat to get drawings and photos of guys who have long foreskins. Not everybody’s skin barely half-covers the glans the way most illustrators draw them. I also like Rolando Mérida’s artwork, however I wish he would draw more of his guys with foreskins since they are often Latinos. And Just A. Buoy with E. Rex Shawn’s drawings are always a turnon, especially when the guys are uncut. Michael Mitchell is another favorite. His illustrations for Grease Monkey by Josh in the March 2000 issue were really sexy. Craig Esposito’s drawings are awfully nice, especially the one for The 4 • Letters

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Lonely Boy by Adam Edwards. That, by the way, is the kind of story I like best. I also continue to enjoy the illustrations of Roger Payne and William Given. You guys do a truly artful job and your hard work is wonderfully appreciated. • MA Dear Handjobs: Keep up the good work! • WA Dear Handjobs: Please, more on burly Mexican granddads. Please! Gracías. • CA Dear Handjobs: I love your mag. It is the only thing that truly gets me going consistently. I am a writer and am busy finishing up a sample of my work for you guys, a lot of it based on my real experiences as a camp councelor/drama teacher. I think you’re gonna like it. • E-mail Dear Handjobs: Thank you, thank you, thank you for recently including many more illustrations and stories featuring more mature, voluptuous, big-bellied, hirsute, overripe men! I’m sure big-bellied, voluptuous younger men will soon follow. In the October 1999 issue, the two fathers in Rolando Mérida’s There’s Something About Jeremy are extremely hot. Maxx’s illustration for Louis – A True Story by B. J. in the November 1999 issue really enhances the story. Also from the same issue, thank you for the exceptional cover and spread on pages 26-27 by Just A. Buoy with E. Rex Shawn for Thanksgiving Coming Out by Rick Bannion. I loved the pictures of Dad, Granddad Joe, and Uncle Mike. The cigar smoking by all of them didn’t hurt either. And let’s have more stories like Rolando Mérida’s A Garden of Scents. A daddy’s scent is one of the surest, quickest ways to turn a boy on. Your December 1999 issue is a feast for us admirers of mature men with bellies. William Given’s drawing for Uncle Claus by Jimbo is very sexy. And Valentine’s vision of Saint Nick for Another Visit from St. Nick by J. L. B. is shared by a lot of us admirers of overripe men. Besides, I think the author’s version of the classic Christmas poem is much better than the original. But it was Just A. Buoy with E. Rex Shawn’s depiction of Grandpa Henry in Grandpa’s Blessing (February 2000) that finally prompted me to write to you again and let you know how much many Letters • 5

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of us appreciate seeing more mature, big-bellied men in Handjobs. All four of his drawings (but especially pages 58, 59 and 60) have provided pleasurable J/O inspiration for me. Grandpa Henry in a jockstrap is a potent image that Handjobs should depict more often. There’s nothing like a voluptuous older man overflowing a jockstrap. Please keep up the good work. • TX Dear Handjobs: I love the art work of Julius, Rod Shows and Roger. Some of Roger’s drawings get me real hard. • E-mail Dear Handjobs: When it cums to stimulating one’s mind, you guys are the best! • AZ Dear Handjobs: Continued suck-cess! The best mag anywhere! • NY Dear Handjobs: You keep me up nights, but I love you for it! • CA Dear Handjobs: I had another reminder recently of how great your service is. I ordered a book from another company and it took one month to arrive! That makes me appreciate y’all even more. What a shame America is so tight-assed (not usually a bad thing), otherwise you’d get the attention and awards you deserve for your great work. Keep it cummin’. • OR Dear Handjobs: Thanks for another fun year. I like the coach and athlete/gym stories. • US Armed Forces Dear Handjobs: I got my Anthology 6 and haven’t stopped jerking off since. It is great. Being a lover of black guys, I wish you could have more stories of black and white guys making it. I, myself, can suck, fuck and rim black guys for hours, which I do quite often. There is nothing I’d rather do than suck a nice, big black cock or eat out a nice asshole. Keep up the good stories. • OH Dear Handjobs: I am writing this letter to say thank you for your continued good issues of Handjobs each month and the great illustrations. And to once again thank you for all you do to provide the service you do for the vast gay community. I wish you continued success with the magazine. To you all, I wish you peace, love and happiness always. • SC 6 • Letters

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Dear Handjobs: I must say you guys take your subscribers seriously. I ordered Anthology 6 by phone on March 27, and I made a joking comment that I would look for it the next day. You disappointed me on that, but I did get it on March 29. I must say that is the speediest delivery that I have ever received from a mail order source. You’ve even outdone yourselves, and I appreciate it. Keep up the good work as you are my favorite magazine. • TX Dear Handjobs: I started buying Handjobs at the beginning of the year. I plan to start ordering the back issues I’m missing so I can beat my man pole for hours. Of the super hot drawings I’ve seen in your awesome magazine, my favorite are those of bald daddies plugging their young sons. Roger and Nick Mann’s drawings are the best! Ass Poking in the March 2000 issue and Uncle Phil’s Business Trip in Anthology 4 are my favorite stories. I identify with the Uncle Phil character since I’m also in my 40’s, balding and horny. I have just ordered the February 2000, June 1999, and August 1999 issues. I can’t wait to read the Bless Me Father stories. When I was in Catholic high school, I wanted to get it on with this hot middle aged priest. This bald hunk of a man with piercing brown eyes was captivating in his black suit and Roman collar. Seeing his feet in the almost sheer black nylon dress socks he wore made my dick throb with pleasure. To this day, I regret not having seduced him so he could’ve pounded my young ass. One last thing I’d like to mention is that I love baseball and the Seattle Mariners are one of my favorite teams. I’ve always had this fantasy of a mustached, mature baseball manager poking one of his young stud players. Keep up the great stories and drawings in Handjobs. • FL Dear Handjobs: Thanks for the great mag. I finally figured out how to access your internet site and I enjoyed it very much. I especially enjoyed the stories from your readers in the Readers’ Forum. I also have to admit that I loved Bi Adventures. I know some guys didn’t like it, but I’m bi and have had some great bi adventures with my family. Your stories brought back some great memories. I’m looking forward to your next issue. • LA Handjobs Reply: See page 65 in this issue! Letters • 7

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Interview with the Coach by Graeme Godfried After college in the big city, life in a small town again was rather dull. I had taken a part-time job doing stringer work at the local newspaper in the town where I grew up. I would normally be assigned any story the editors thought was not important enough for their regular reporters to handle. It was such an assignment that brought me together with the coach. The sports editor called me at home to ask if I was available to do a story on the local high school football coach. It seems this guy, who had been teaching for only two years, was the youngest coach ever to take a high school team to the state championship, so the paper wanted to run a sort of “human interest” story about the coach. I was told to meet the guy at the high school late that afternoon, just after the team’s daily practice session, for our interview. “What’s the guy’s name?” I asked. “Mike Horne,” answered the editor, as he clicked down the phone. I was left holding the receiver and wondering just what kind of job this might turn out to be. I hadn’t been back in the high school since I graduated fifteen years ago. The place still had some fond memories associated with it … especially that locker room. I thought back to my days as a student, when I first realized that I was different – that I liked men. I remembered the boys’ showers after gym class, where I had seen my first naked men – really just teenage boys. I thought back to my special fantasy man, Wayne Hall. Wayne was a senior and a star football player. He had a tall, muscular build that was different from most of us younger guys – he already looked like a man. He had a spread of light stubble on his face, which we all envied, and his chest and belly were covered in brown curls. I was too scrawny to be on the team, but I served as a manager. I loved to watch the team practice, just hoping to see Wayne take off his jersey and pads to cool off. That hairy torso was the source of many teenaged wet dreams for me. But that wasn’t all I remembered about Wayne. I remembered one day, after a track team practice session, the coach sent me back to the locker room for some equipment he had forgotten. When I got back to the empty locker room, I heard water splashing, and couldn’t resist walking back there to see who was showering. To my surprise, it was Wayne. I was seeing him naked for the first time – a dream 8 • Interview with the Coach

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come true. I quietly stepped behind the lockers so he couldn’t see me and watched as he soaped his fuzzy chest and belly. His white ass was also covered in curls, but my attention was riveted on his cock. It wasn’t especially large, but it was beautiful to my inexperienced eyes. It hung thickly from his wet, soapy pubic bush. As I watched, Wayne continued to rub his body, his eyes closed, a look of pleasure on his rugged face. His hands slipped downward toward his meat, which had begun to lengthen and stiffen. I watched stupefied as his organ pulsed, rising upward until it was almost flat against his tight belly. He slipped his fist around the swollen pole of muscle and began to slowly jerk off. I couldn’t believe it – my own cock was so stiff in my pants that it was tenting them out from my groin. Wayne beat his meat steadily and slowly until, without warning, he threw back his head and sprayed bullets of white cream across the shower stall onto the tile wall. I was breathing so hard that I just knew he would hear me when he turned the water off and walked to his locker for a towel. I ducked out of the room, quickly picked up the equipment for the track coach, and rearranged my throbbing dick in my pants before running back outside. I must have jerked off a thousand times thinking of Wayne and that jerk-off session that he thought was secret. I wonder if he ever suspected that I was watching him …. §

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It was about 4:30 when I arrived at the high school for my interview with Coach Horne. I walked into the old building and down toward the athletic wing. As I turned into the hallway where the gym locker room was, a young guy with wet hair, fresh from his shower, stepped out of a doorway and almost ran into me in his haste to leave. “Where would I find Coach Horne?” I asked him. “He’s probably in his office, through the locker room and to the right,” answered the boy as he rushed past me to leave. I opened the swinging door and stepped back in time. I knew it was ridiculous, but I half expected to see Wayne come walking around the lockers with his fat cock in his hand. Instead, I heard laughing and loud talking as a group of smooth-skinned, damp-haired teens wrapped in white towels came into the room from the showers. I walked past the boys, as they hurried to get dressed and go home, and headed back to the coaching offices. Interview with the Coach • 9

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Coach Horne was at his desk, talking on the phone. He stood to shake my hand, continuing his conversation at the same time. I could see why this guy was unusual – he couldn’t be over 23. He was shorter than me, about 5’ 9”, and had brown hair and a thick mustache, both trimmed rather short. He had a tanned, rugged face that was surprisingly handsome, but my attention was focused on his body. This guy was built like a model – broad shoulders, thick biceps, narrow waist and hips. Even in his gray t-shirt and shorts he looked good enough to eat. I couldn’t help wondering what he looked like nude. As he extended his forearm to shake my hand, I noticed that it was extremely hairy. Being a fan of hairy men, I wondered if the rest of him was just as hairy. He finished his conversation and hung up the phone. “Hi, you must be from the newspaper,” he grinned. “I don’t know what all the fuss is about. All we did was win the state championship.” “You’re too modest,” I answered. “Besides, people are anxious to read about how a guy as young as you are was able to train a group of high school players so well. Just how old are you?” “I’m 24,” he answered. I was close in my guess. We got down to business after that, with me asking him about his background and his work with the team last season. He was open and honest about everything and I found myself liking the guy, even though he was a stranger. We were in the middle of the interview when one of the freshly-showered players came to the door and said, “Coach, that third shower is stuck again. We can’t get the water turned off.” “I’ll see to it,” said Horne as he rose. “Would you excuse me for a minute?” he asked as he stepped out of the office. I sat there on the battered old sofa across from his desk, looking around the office. I noticed a jockstrap on the floor, lying as if it had been kicked out of the way in a hurry to clean up the place. I resisted the urge to pick it up and sniff it, but I wondered if it was the coach’s personal jock or if it belonged to one of the players. I was aware of the silence of the dressing room as I waited alone; all the boys must have left. In a few minutes, the coach returned to the office and he was completely soaked. He was drying his wet hair on a white towel and his shirt and shorts were dripping as he walked in. 10 • Interview with the Coach

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“Damned shower head is so old that it has to be tightened with a wrench to get it to shut off,” he stated matter-of-factly as he stepped into the room. “Mind if I change into some dry clothes while you ask your questions?” he asked. Words wouldn’t come, so I just nodded, picking up my pad and pen without taking my eyes off this hunk. He started telling me about his high school days as he slipped the wet t-shirt over his head. My eyes locked on his torso – a forest of thick brown hair covered his chest and his flat belly, running in a thick line into the waistband of his shorts. He tossed the t-shirt aside and dabbed at his armpits with the towel as he continued to talk. I tried to write, but my mind was no longer on the story. He bent over and leaned on the desk to untie and remove his damp shoes and socks, then stood as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the shorts and slipped them down his legs. In just his jockstrap, he was a fantasy come to life. His bulging basket filled the jock pouch and thick hairs sprouted all around his crotch area and legs. He turned his back to me, showing his bubble butt, which was also furry. He slid the wet jockstrap down his legs slowly. He unself-consciously turned and continued talking as he dried himself off. His cock was huge and he was uncut, something unusual in a man his age, I thought. I know I was gaping at him, but I was so intent on looking at his body that I didn’t even notice he had stopped talking until I heard him calling my name for what must have been the second or third time. “Hey! Are you listening to any of this?” he asked. “It looks like you’re more interested in what you’re seeing than in what you’re hearing.” I stammered and sputtered, but he grinned and walked around the desk so that he was standing just a couple of feet from me. He leaned back, resting his ass on the edge of the desk and folded his arms across his furry chest. “If you like what you see, why don’t you do something about it?” he asked. I didn’t need a second invitation. In a flash I was on my knees in front of this stud, looking up into his blue eyes. I hefted his fat balls in my hands to feel their weight as I inched my lips closer to his cock. His meat was beginning to respond as I slipped the foreskin back with my other hand, revealing the thick mushroom head. I slipped it into my mouth as he groaned and closed his eyes with pleasure. I Interview with the Coach • 11

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love to feel a dick harden against my tongue, and his really stiffened up once I started working on it. Before long it was up to a full nine inches. I was gagging on the thick monster that he was feeding me, but he put both his hands behind my head and fucked my face faster and harder than anyone had ever done before. Tears ran down my cheeks as the heavy, veined dick pushed into my throat, and my nose was buried in the damp pubic hair at its base. I had reached around his hips and was cupping the cheeks of his hairy ass, holding on as he rammed his meat in and out of my mouth. In what seemed like only a minute, he began to moan and grunt. His balls tightened up in his groin and I knew he was about to shoot. His first blasts of cum exploded hotly in my throat as I tore open my shirt and tried to open my pants. I pulled off his meat and the remaining shots fell onto my mat of chest hair and dribbled down my belly. I fumbled with my pants and quickly had my own cock out and ready for action. I was beating my meat furiously when I looked up and saw his expression had changed. He was staring down at me, eagerly looking at my cock. He put his hands under my arms and helped me stand up. When we were belly-to-belly, he put both arms around me and hugged me close to his furry body, smearing his cum from my chest onto his. Then his lips found mine and he planted a deep, wet kiss right on my mouth. I was shocked. I hadn’t expected this at all. In no time, we had changed places and it was him on his knees in front of my hard dick. He sucked like a pro, sliding his mouth over every pleasure spot I had ever known. His mustache tickled my balls when he paused to lick them. I felt myself fighting the urge to cum, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. When my first spasms of cream shot in his mouth, I expected him to back off, but he stayed down on me, swallowing every drop of my load. As he backed off, he licked the tip of my dick, savoring the final drops of my cum before he stood up and kissed me on the lips once again. After that, we both got dressed and, believe it or not, managed to finish the interview. My editor said it was one of the best feature stories he’d ever seen. Mike and I laughed about that as we read the story together stretched out naked on his king-sized bed. I found out that life in a small town is not always so bad after all. Learning to handle it just takes the right coach. 12 • Interview with the Coach

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Yeah, Don! Rich just called me. It seems there’s something special at Joe’s store. Tell the guys and meet me over there. ¡Así es, Don! Rich acaba de llamarme. Parece que hay novedades en la tienda de Joe. Diles a los otros, y ahí nos vemos.

Billy, look! ¡Mira, Memo!

I still find it hard to believe that you sold me out to my uncle, Bobby. Why in hell did you tell him about me and his client José? Beto, aún no puedo creer que me hayas vendido con mi tío. ¿Por qué demonios le dijiste de mí y su cliente José?

Your uncle is putting up a sign that says “OPEN 24 HOURS”! Tu tío puso un letrero que dice “ABIERTO LAS 24 HORAS”!

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I wanted to leave immediately. I was afraid Uncle Joe would want me to work extra hours, thanks to the good job I did with José’s package and the story I told him about the Chihuahua (though I know he didn’t believe a word). Suddenly, a client arrived at the store. Tenía que irme de inmediato. Pensé que tío Joe quería que trabajara horas extras gracias al paquete de José y lo que le conté del Chihuahueño, aunque no me haya creído una sola palabra. En eso, un cliente llegó.

He wanted a goodtasting lube, and wanted a sample before buying it.

El señor quería un lubricante de buen sabor, y probarlo antes de comprarlo

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He liked the way it tasted very much... He bought a couple of gallons!

Al parecer le gustó mucho el sabor... ¡Se llevó un par de litros!

I thought that was all, but then a big guy needed a jockstrap that could withstand rough use. His nephew was having a birthday and it was time to teach him about the good things in life. Pensé que eso había sido todo, pero de pronto un tipo quiso un suspensorio para uso rudo, pues su sobrino cumplía años y era hora de enseñarle a recibir las cosas de buen modo”.

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After that, I was sure the man’s nephew would appreciate his uncle’s gifts for the rest of his life… Después de eso, yo estaba seguro de lo mucho que el chico apreciaría los siguientes regalos de su vida…

Come on, boy! Learn how to take it all!!! ¡Órale, chico! ¡Aprende a recibirlo todo!

Hey, boy, you think you’d have any condoms THIS size? Oye, niño, ¿tendrás por ahí algún condón de ESTE tamaño?

Eh … Well, we can try some, if you want, sir!

Eh … ¡Bueno, podemos hacer el intento, si usted quiere, señor!

It was the biggest condom I could find in the store, and it was tight as hell around that monster! But it held up very well! I sold him three boxes! Se probó el condón más grande que encontré, ¡y apenas le vino a aquel monstruo! Pero resistió muy bien. ¡Le vendí tres cajas!

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Good boy … Suck’em, suck’em!!

Qué buen chico … ¡Chúpale, chúpale!

I didn’t know about a lot of adult products, like that jelly that delays orgasm. Those two truckers wanted to know if it was effective, so once again I helped out. Yo no conocía muchos de los productos, como esa jalea que retrasa el orgasmo. Aquellos dos camioneros quisieron comprobar su eficacia, así que una vez más, fui de gran ayuda.

That night I sold four dildoes, each one bigger than the last. I have to say, I was very tired by dawn… Esa noche vendí unos cuatro dildos, cada uno más grande que el anterior. Sobra decir lo cansado que estaba al amanecer…

ZZZZ... ZZZZ...

Your break’s over, Billy… Tu hora libre ya terminó, Memo…

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Only a one hour break??? ¿Una sola hora libre?

Look! ¡Mira!

Fuck, yeaahh… Ay, carajo, qué rico…

It seems like all the guys in town have heard what a good salesman you are! What the fuck are you waiting for? Time is money! Let’s give our customers good service!!! Parece que todos los chavos del pueblo han oído lo buen vendedor que eres! ¿Qué carajos estás esperando? ¡El tiempo es dinero! ¡Hagamos del servicio algo placentero!

One by one, and in goups, the men started buying everything they could. Every product was tested in my body as they tried to get their dicks milked and their money’s worth… Uno por uno, y por grupos, todos esos hombres compraban todo lo que podían, probando cada producto en mi cuerpecito, tratando de exprimir la leche de sus vergas, y el dinero de sus carteras…

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Yeah! There was a lot of cum on the floor, and a lot of sales, too! ¡Así es! ¡Cuanto más semen en la tienda, más y mejores ventas!

Great job, Billy! Your father would be proud of you! ¡Felicidades en un buen trabajo de ventas, Memo! ¡Tu padre estaría orgulloso!

Let’s ask him in person. Hi there, Art! Preguntémosle personalmente. ¡Hola, Arturo!

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Cousin Ronnie’s Attic by Danny I liked hanging around my older cousin, Ronnie. We used to go down to the cellar of my apartment house, where it was dark and quiet and we could play our “special” games. I sort of looked up to Ronnie and didn’t understand why he always liked to hang around with me. But I soon discovered why, when we took off our clothes. Cousin Ronnie was circumcised, and since I wasn’t, he seemed to be delighted with the appearance of my dick. I also loved seeing his dark-skinned cock topped by the plum-shaped crimson cockhead and loved watching it grow hard when he took it out of his pants. Ronnie had a real forest of hair around his crotch and even down on his balls. As our young cocks began to get hard, we’d fondle and pull on them. Ronnie squeezed my dick, and it would literally throb and jump in his hands. As he continued to caress and touch the head of my cock, long, sticky tears of precum would flow from my piss hole and my cock would become all wet and squishy in his hands. Although Ronnie’s cock wasn’t quite as long as mine, it was a lot fatter. Getting my hand around his fat pecker was difficult at times, because when Ronnie got a stiffy, it was real hard and clung to his tummy like it was glued to it. I literally had to pull it loose from his belly in order to grasp it. Ronnie’s cock always began to drool and get real wet when he was jerking off. He would get a strange look on his face, then his whole body would stiffen up and shiver just before his cock swelled up in his hands and squirted out thick gobs of milky white boycum. One Saturday afternoon while we were down in the basement playing our usual game, Ronnie was leaning over close to my cock, studying it carefully. I could feel his hot, moist breath on my bloated cockhead when he drew back my foreskin. I wiggled and squirmed as his mouth came closer and closer to the head of my dick. Before I realized what was happening, Ronnie had flicked out his tongue and licked all around the head of my rampant cock. I nearly fainted. When I came back to my senses I whispered, “Gosh, Ronnie, why’d you do that? Isn’t it dirty?” I’d heard about cocksucking and we’d joke about cocksuckers, but I never thought anyone actually did it. “No, it isn’t dirty. You’re clean, aren’t you?” “Well, yeah! I guess so,” I replied. 20 • Cousin Ronnie’s Attic

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“OK, then just lie back and enjoy it, Danny. I’m gonna suck on your cock till you cum and you’re gonna love it.” He pushed me back onto the blanket and I tried to relax. Ronnie sucked the skin and head of my cock into his mouth and enveloped it in his hot, wet cavity. The feeling was the most intense that I had ever felt in my life and I began to pump my steely-hard boycock into my cousin’s throat. I began to squirm around. God, it felt so good! Ronnie grabbed me around my hips and dug his hands into my asscheeks as his mouth drove down on my cock. His head was bobbing up and down in a frantic rhythm while my foreskin popped back and forth over my bulging cockhead. I could feel my cock throb and swell within his mouth and probe ever further into the back of his throat as a strange tingle arose within my groin and quickly enveloped my entire body. I squirmed below Ronnie and tried to pull his mouth off of my sensitive cock, but he was too strong for me. I screamed out in pleasure as the orgasm grasped my balls, causing them to contract up against my groin. I felt the strain of jetting fluid spurting through my throbbing cock to be swallowed by Ronnie’s eager throat. I fucked my still jetting cock into Ronnie’s mouth as load after load of gooey, thick boycum was quickly discharged into my cousin’s throat. Ronnie was still sucking and licking my cockhead and shaft when I finally was able to pull him loose from my painfully sensitive cock. Ronnie grinned down at me as I grabbed my cock to protect it from his all-too-eager mouth. My heart was pounding in my chest and I was breathing a mile a minute as I slowly came down from the excitement of my cum-wrenching orgasm; an orgasm that had caused me to spurt what seemed like a gallon of juicy boycum into the mouth of my cousin. I looked up at him, hardly believing what had just happened. Neither of us said anything else; we didn’t have to. Ronnie moved over my body and I saw his thick, hard cock jumping up and down against his stomach with an unmistakable need. Looking up into his eyes, I could see his urgent plea for release. I grabbed his throbbing weapon and pulled it free from his crotch. I began to rub it and slide my hand up and down along the stiff column of flesh. I had hardly touched him when Ronnie’s body began to stiffen. His head arched back and he began to cry out and whimper. I watched as his balls contracted up and his cock began to dribble long strands of precum all over my hands. The large plum-shaped head of his cock suddenly flared, the opening widened, and a huge wash of teen-cum Cousin Ronnie’s Attic • 21

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spurted out from his cock and drenched my face and chest. As he continued to shiver and spasm over my body, gob after thick, juicy gob of Ronnie’s cum showered over me. I rubbed my face against his swollen cockhead and felt his gooey cum dribble down my cheeks. He finally came back to earth and crumpled down beside me on the blanket. Ronnie looked over at me and said, “Did you like jerking on my cock?” “Yeah, it was fun. I liked it a lot,” I replied. “Your cock is a lot thicker than mine. It’s so thick that I can hardly fit my hands around it.” “You think that’s thick? You should see my dad’s cock.” “Oooh! You mean you’ve seen Uncle Jimmy’s hard cock?” I could hardly believe it. Ronnie went on to tell me that Uncle Jim’s cock was twice as long as his cock and twice as thick, too. He told me how Uncle Jim always walked around the house in just his loose jockey shorts and Ronnie would often get glimpses of his daddy’s cock when he took a shower. “Gee, I sure wish that I could see Uncle Jimmy’s cock,” I said. “Maybe you will get a chance to see it, Danny. Maybe you’ll even get to touch or suck it.” Ronnie asked me to come home with him, telling me he had something special to show me. After several months of playing with him down in my cellar, I took him up on his offer and went to his house. He had a playroom up in the attic. On my first visit to his attic, Ronnie asked me, “How would you like to play strip poker?” It was different than just getting undressed, like we did in the cellar. By the time we got down to our white jockey shorts, we were both sporting hard bulges. Ronnie laughed at me and said, “What’s that pushing out your shorts?” and he took a swipe at my cock. I said, “You know!” “No, I don’t. Let me see it,” he said and grabbed for my peter. Soon we were naked, laughing, and wrestling on the bed. I could feel his boner poking into my stomach and rubbing against mine. I reached around his back and instinctively grabbed his butt and pulled him closer to me. “Gee, that feels good,” he said. “Let’s play another game.” He pushed me down on the bed on my stomach, telling me how cute I was. He quickly got up onto the bed and sat behind me. His legs 22 • Cousin Ronnie’s Attic

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were on either side of my butt and I could feel his hard cock rubbing up against my bottom. He began rubbing his body against mine and pushing his thick cock between my asscheeks. I played along, laughingly crying out, “Please, don’t hurt me Ronnie.” He answered back, “I’m not going to hurt you; I’m going to fuck you.” He lay on top of me, sliding back and forth and pressing my dong deeply into the soft mattress. He began to rub my back and nuzzle at my neck and shoulders. My cock had never been so hard before. As I turned my head and looked up, I could see his dong, all hard and swollen and red, rising from his groin. I loved how it looked and wanted to roll over and touch it, but he pushed me down again and continued to nuzzle and kiss my neck and ear. His hard cock pressed against the soft mounds of my butt. My foreskin was rubbing back and forth against the mattress. Slowly, Ronnie pushed his thick prong between the cheeks of my ass. He laughed when I began to protest and told me not to worry – that he and his dad played like this all the time. He said that Uncle Jim fucked him a lot. Ronnie slicked up his tool with some Vaseline. He told me to relax and began to slowly rub his cockhead up and down between my asscheeks. Slowly, I felt the head of his cock pushing into my hole. He asked me if I was OK. It sort of hurt, but it was a good hurt. I told him that I was fine and that he could go ahead. I soon felt a great relief as the wide head of his thick cock popped past my sphincter. By this time, he was panting and sweating and I could smell a distinct musky odor in the air. It began to feel so good that I pressed my butt back against his cock to get more of his stiff tool into my ass. I could feel the bristly hairs of his wonderful bush on my asscheeks as he lunged his thick spear into my ass. I knew that he was in all the way, but I couldn’t imagine how he did it. He moved back and forth, ramming his hard, thick pecker into my virgin asshole with a vengeance. It was as if his cock had a mind of its own. He began to thrust harder and harder into my hole as I urged him on. Then he tensed up and started moaning out loud. He reached around under me, grabbed my peter, and began to whack me off. I wasn’t sure which felt better, the hand that was pulling on my dick or the thick, hot boycock that was plunging into my ass. All of a sudden he cried out and I felt his hard spear pushing against Cousin Ronnie’s Attic • 23

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something deep within my bottom. His cock was throbbing inside me, spurting his hot, slimy juices deep into my receptive boy ass. As he continued to plunge deeply into my tunnel, I felt his stiff cock squish and slide around in the gallons of cum he had shot up my butt. It was a great feeling. About that time, my sensitive cock began to tingle and quiver and start to throb. I felt that wonderful feeling begin in my toes, travel up my legs, and blast out from my balls. My pecker began to jerk. Once, twice, three, four times. I lost count. I thought it would never end. My body strained and trembled with pleasure. I had my first anal orgasm with Ronnie’s hard cock deep inside my body. I knew that I wanted to feel it again and again. We rolled over on our sides with his dong still embedded deep inside me. He slowly eased out of my ass. His cock was still as hard as a rock. My cock was also still hard. Ronnie smiled at me and asked, “Did you like it?” I smiled back and said, “Yes.” He moved over close to me, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the lips again and again. Soon his hot, wet tongue thrust into my mouth. I found myself panting and sweating and getting all hot and excited again. Ronnie released me and laughed at how good I had played the game. Then he said it was my turn to play the fucker. It was obvious that he had played this game before. He said Uncle Jimmy had been teaching him – playing with him and fucking him for years. For the first time, I realized just how nice Ronnie’s buns looked. He had lots of hair on his butt. I had never noticed that before. As I spread the cheeks of his butt, I noticed a few soft hairs around his hole and moved my fingers towards them. I played with the hairs and circled his opening, causing him to grind his hips into the mattress. His hole was brownish-pink and appeared to be closed tight, but as I spread his cheeks further and held them apart, it seemed to relax and open up a little. I pushed my finger against his asshole. It seemed to suck at my finger, pulling it inside. I began to finger fuck his tight hole as he writhed on the bed. I moved up close behind him and placed the head of my cock between his asscheeks. I pushed forward and laid my body down full upon his back. I aimed my pecker towards his slightly opened 24 • Cousin Ronnie’s Attic

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anal ring and plunged into him with a single lunge. He wiggled his ass beneath me. Remembering what he had done to me, I began to plunge my hard cock in and out of his butt. Ronnie spread his legs wider so that I was able to thrust my swollen, stiff boycock further into his hole. As I continued thrusting my cock in and out of his ass, Ronnie was moaning and grinding his ass back at me. His tight envelope was doing some pretty strange things to my cock. It felt almost as if he had a hand inside his ass, grabbing and squeezing my peter. Before I could say anything to Ronnie, I was having the greatest orgasm of my life. My balls contracted up against my crotch. My pecker throbbed and pulsed deep within his hole and my watery boy juices spurted from my cockhead. Ronnie’s ass squeezed my cock tighter than before. I fell on his back, panting like I had just ran all the way home. I was completely out of breath. Ronnie squeezed my dick with his ass a few more times before I slowly pulled my sensitive boycock out of his asshole. He rolled over and pointed to his penis and I saw the evidence of his thick cum surrounding the head of his dong. He said that it really felt great and that he was glad that we had cum at the same time. He kissed me again and said, “I like the way you fuck, Danny. You’re almost as good as my dad.” He stood up and began to wipe the sweat and cum off his body. I begged Ronnie to tell me all about all the special games that he played with his dad. As I listened, I felt my cock beginning to swell and get hard again. It was soon standing up in my lap and I was getting excited just thinking about Uncle Jimmy and his long, thick cock as Ronnie continued to describe the adventures he had with his father. “Gosh, I wish that Uncle Jim would play some of those games with me,” I told Ronnie. He laughed and said he was sure that Uncle Jimmy would want to include me in their fun and if I liked, he would ask him. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes. Ronnie began to stick his finger up my butt and I dreamed of Uncle Jim’s huge weapon pushing into my asshole. I wondered how I could get Uncle Jim to let me play with his cock.

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Trooper Twins by Mike White Mack and Jack sat in their unmarked Highway Patrol car near a rest area along the interstate. They had their hands on each other’s hard, throbbing cock. They were identical twins, from their black brush hair cuts to their eight-inch dicks. “Man, I hope we can get some butt tonight,” Mack said to Jack. “I know, bro. So do I,” Jack replied. “A hot trucker. Or maybe a college kid.” “Yeah, we haven’t had a hot kid in a long time,” Jack said as the brothers continued to jack each other’s fat cock. “I could go for some hot young mouth on my dick.” “And I’ll fuck his butt while he’s blowing you,” Mack said. “You’d better stop what you’re doing, bro. I don’t wanna cum just yet,” Jack said. They let go of each other’s cock and stuffed them back into their uniform pants. If anyone saw them, their boners would be very obvious. Silently, they sat in their patrol car. They knew someone would be cruising the rest area soon. “That car has gone past a couple of times.” Jack said. “Well then. I guess its time to head out,” Mack said with a grin. He started up the car and they slowly drove into the rest area. “I only see one car,” Jack said, a little disappointed. “Only need one, bro,” Mack replied. Parking the patrol car, they walked up to the small building where the johns were. Jack bent down and looked under the partition between the urinals and the toilets. He could see someone was in the second stall. Jack went into the third stall and stood up on the toilet. “Well, well. What ya doing, boy?” The young college boy looked up startled. His hard cock was in his hand. “Oh, shit!” “Come out of there, boy,” Jack instructed him. The kid struggled to get his cock in his pants. “Just leave it out, boy,” Jack told him. Jack locked the door. They didn’t want to be disturbed. “You know, you’re in a lot of trouble, boy,” Jack said. “Please don’t arrest me,” the kid pleaded. “Why shouldn’t we, boy?” Jack asked. 26 • Trooper Twins

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“I’ll do anything, anything you want,” he begged. “Anything?” Mack asked. “Fuck! There’s two of you and you’re twins.” Mack and Jack grinned at each. “So. You’ll do anything to get out of this, boy?” Mack said, as he and his twin brother began to rub their crotches. “Yes, sir. Anything.” Jack walked over and grabbed the college kid’s furry balls. “These feel kinda full to me,” he announced. Mack grabbed the kid’s cock. “This is plenty hot, too.” Precum dropped onto the floor. “Take my cock out, boy,” Jack ordered. “Yes, sir.” The college kid dropped to his knees and quickly unbuckled Mack’s pants. He struggled with the zipper, but finally, Mack’s cock was exposed. “Oh, man. What a beauty!” the kid said as he wrapped his hand around Jack’s throbbing eight incher. “And I’ve got one just like it here,” Mack said. He had already taken his cock out. “Fuck,” the kid gasped. “Let’s see how good a cocksucker you are, son,” Jack said, slapping his cock against the kid’s upturned face. The college boy dove down onto Jack’s throbbing cock. It didn’t take him long to get the head of the trooper’s cock in the back of his throat and his nose buried in Jack’s dense pubic hair. “That’s it, boy,” Jack said. “Suck that trooper cock.” The kid began to bob up and down on Jack’s cock. “How is he?” Mack asked his twin brother. “Fucking good, man. You want some?” “Fucking right, bro,” Mack replied. He walked over and stood next to Jack. His cock drooled precum onto the kid’s cheek. The kid reached up and grabbed the brothers’ hair-covered balls and pulled on them. “Fuck. He’s good,” Jack moaned. “Suck my cock, kid,” Mack ordered. “Yes, sir,” the kid said. He released Jack’s cock and swallowed Mack’s just as he had done with Jack’s before. “Woof. You’re right. This kid is good,” Mack gasped. “Told ya,” Jack grinned. Trooper Twins • 27

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“Drop those pants, boy. Let’s have a look at your butt,” Mack ordered. The college kid pushed his pants down to his ankles and bent over. “What do you think, bro?” Jack asked his brother as they looked at the kid’s pucker. “Looks good enough to eat,” Mack replied as he shoved his face into the kid’s crack. 28 •Trooper Twins

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“Oh, fuck!” the kid gasped, as Mack’s thick tongue touched his asshole. He could feel Mack’s thick mustache rubbing against his butt cheeks. “Tastes good, too,” Mack announced. Jack moved in front of the kid. “Suck my trooper cock, boy.” The kid did as he was told. His hard cock hung down between his legs. Mack worked his way down to the kid’s balls. After sucking them for a few minutes he sucked the kid’s dripping cock into his mouth. The kid moaned around Jack’s cock. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He’d always had a thing for troopers but he had never been with one. Now he had two. He couldn’t believe his luck. Mack had worked his way back to the kid’s tight hole. He was getting it ready for a hot fuck. Jack grabbed the kid’s head and rocked his hips back and forth, fucking into the kid’s face. “How ya doing, bro?” Mack asked. “Good, bro. You?” Jack said. “Pretty good,” Mack replied. He stood up and slapped his hard cock against the kid’s white ass. “Gonna fuck that hot boy butt?” Jack asked, even though he already knew the answer. They both loved nasty talk when they played. “Fuck, yeah!” Mack replied with a big grin. “Do it then, bro,” Jack said. Mack rolled a lubricated condom down his steel hard cock. “Brace yourself, boy,” he said as he pressed against the kid’s hole. Jack held the kid’s head still as Mack began to slide his cock up the kid’s chute. The kid moaned as the trooper’s fat cock entered his tight ass. Jack watched his twin’s cock slowly disappear into the kid’s upturned butt. “Fucking hot, man!” “Yeah, man. He’s real tight, too,” Mack replied. The twin troopers began to work a steady rhythm. They would both pull out and then plunge back in at the same time. The kid had to hold onto Jack’s hairy legs to keep from falling over. “Fuck, man,” Mack gasped. “I’m gonna pop my nuts.” “I’m right with ya, bro,” Jack answered. The kid moaned and groaned. He was in pig heaven. One of his fantasies had come true. Trooper Twins • 29

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Mack wrapped his big, hairy hands around the kid’s waist and slammed into his upturned butt. “Get ready, boy. Gonna fill that rubber with hot trooper cum.” “And a nice mouthful from me, boy,” Jack added. “Now, bro. NOW!” Mack hollered as the cum shot from his balls into the kid’s ass. “Yeah. YEAH,” Jack blasted his load down the kid’s throat. The kid’s cock throbbed and he blasted his load onto the floor of the john. “I hope this teaches you a lesson, boy,” Jack said. “Yes, sir. It taught me a lot, sir,” the kid replied. “Here’s a little souvenir,” Mack said, handing him the rubber, still full of hot trooper cum. “Thanks,” the kid replied. “Now get out of here,” Jack ordered. “Thanks, officers,” the kid said as he left. “Well, bro. That was fun,” Jack said. “Yeah. And our shift just started,” Mack grinned at him as they followed the kid out the door and back to their cruiser. “Yeah,” Jack laughed, rubbing his crotch.

Uncle Bob Answers Your Questions

Story and Illustration by Montana DEAR BOB: I’m a religious counselor at a large detention center for troubled teens. Tony Sanchez is one of our most infamous rebel troublemakers. Beyond rehabilitation, Tony will eventually be sent to prison. As his spiritual advisor, how can I teach Tony’s big, meaty cock a lesson it won’t ever forget? Yummy! I’ve got lots of mouth watering ideas. I envy the first time you hold Tony’s big veined pisser in your loving hands and watch it bloat with its massive, beet red fuck-knob. Sucking Tony’s cum-loaded balls will give you the close contact you lust for. Use a desktop or kitchen table. Have the stud lie on his back, with his legs hanging over the edge, making his tasty, hairy crotch basket thrust upwards. Now, work your lips over Tony’s mound of nutflesh. Rotate your head like crazy so that his nuts roll against the insides of your slick mouth. SUCK! Try to get the hunk’s whole ballsac into your hungry mouth 30 • Uncle Bob Answers Your Questions

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and let his testicles soak there. As you tongue the seam that runs up his boyfruit, enjoy the taste of his macho, funky ballsweat and the ripe, rancid triangle of his pubic hair. No doubt, Tony will be jacking off as you worship his nuts. It’s natural for his balls to draw up close to his donkey-dong before he shoots his white studcream. Take advantage of this. Suck, lick, chew, and tongue his hairy, sperm-filled ballsac. Eventually, I’d like to tell Tony, face to face, what I think of his disgusting, smart-ass ways and why I hunger for his young cock. How can I put it to him delicately? With a hardened delinquent like Tony, you don’t have to worry about being delicate. Have him lie on top of you, face to face, your cock against his engorged badboy cock and while you’re rubbing your fuckskins raw, whisper in his little, pink, shell-like ear that you lust for his cockmeat and you want him to fuck your throat. Treasure your time between Tony’s legs. Stud meat like his is hard to find. – Uncle Bob Uncle Bob Answers Your Questions• 31

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Daddy’s Boy by Peter I was always known as Daddy’s Boy. But it had been years since I’d seen him and I didn’t know what to expect. “How are you, son? Glad to have you home again.” He greeted me with a powerful hug and a sensual kiss. He put his hands on either side of my face, drew my lips to his, and he kissed me full on the mouth. Then his tongue slipped inside! I was shocked. I got a rippling sensation throughout my body that made me shiver from my head right to my toes. It was a sensation that made my nipples stand up – and my cock, too! He held me in his arms and moaned and sighed and ground his body into mine. For a while I wondered if this was my dad – the strong, tough, silent one I was always in awe of. Then he held me at arm’s distance and looked me up and down with wild eyes, sizing me up as if I were some prize he had won. His eyes seemed to linger on my growing shaft. Somewhere between my shock and embarrassment it had only grown larger, making an obscene impression that my dad couldn’t help but notice. “How you’ve grown,” he said proudly, a grin breaking out across his face. I had developed a nice body as I grew up, but my dad looked better than ever! After all those years he seemed more muscular than I remembered. “What do you think of your new dad?” he asked, obviously proud of what he had done to get himself into such great shape. I was totally blown away. He had never looked better, and I found him incredibly attractive. He was older, naturally, but I found even that more appealing. He looked phenomenally rugged and masculine. “Oh, Daddy,” I sighed under my breath. “You look great!” I meant it. My dick was beginning to throb restlessly and I swear I could feel the first drops of precum inside my pants. “We’ve got to take care of that, son,” my father pointed out as we entered the house and I unloaded my bags. He nodded to my crotch and cupped his own, squeezing his joint deliciously in front of my disbelieving eyes! My luggage hit the ground as his words rang in my ears. “Dad?” I asked curiously, “Would you like to … to …?” I couldn’t say it. “Like to get off?” he finished my thought way ahead of me. 32 • Daddy’s Boy

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He grabbed me around the waist and thrust his crotch into mine, rubbing our cocks together. There may have been pants between us, but I immediately felt his obvious erection right through the fabric, as if we were naked. “Take it out, son. I want to see it,” he said hungrily. His rugged hands went straight for my button fly, and before I knew it, he had reached inside and pulled my joint completely out into the open. There I stood in total disbelief, with Dad stroking my rigid tool and pumping his own. His eyes grew large and his mouth drooled. “I can’t wait to suck it! Here, take a look at mine.” Before I could take another breath, he had unzipped his fly. Then he pulled the most mouth watering hot dog of a mantool out of his pants for me to play with. I was mesmerized. “Like it?” he asked, reaching inside my fly to pull my balls out so he could fondle and rub them. “I love it!” I said without hesitation. There was my dad, looking like the hottest number I could dream of, with his incredible looking prick arching its way toward the ceiling, practically begging me to suck it. As he leaned down to take my hot cock between his lips, I sank to the floor and Dad and I got in position to 69. We lay on the rug right there in the entry hall and began to suck each other off with abandon. “Mmmmm,” my daddy moaned as he gulped down my entire rod. But I was in awe of his cock and stared at Dad’s beautiful tool for an eternity. “Suck it, son. Suck your daddy’s cock!” he demanded. With one hand behind my head, he forced me toward his menacing fuck pole. The head loomed in front of my eyes larger than I ever would have imagined. I watched as my tongue first touched it. I licked all around the crown, then under the rim before heading up to the big slit. I could feel him suck on my joint while I played around his cockhead. Slowly my tongue made its way down his shaft until reaching its thick base. I lapped up one side and down the other, moaning uncontrollably as I nuzzled my nose in his pubic hair. When Dad took my hot balls into his warm, wet mouth, I nearly squirmed my way halfway across the wooden floor. He wrestled me around onto my back and held me down, his ass looming high above me. My stiff prick pointed straight up at him. Daddy’s Boy • 33

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We each tore our shirts off and forced our pants past our knees. His cock plunged deeper into my mouth and his balls came to rest across my eyelids. The smell of him was incredible. I remembered it from when I was very young. Male sweat can be so intoxicating. There’s nothing like getting your face in a man’s pubic hair and taking a good whiff. “Play with my ass, son, and I’ll play with yours,” he said, lifting his mouth from my hot cock. I followed his orders, thrusting my fingers into his crack and heading straight for his dark, puckered, pulsing asshole. He did the same to me with such enthusiasm that he didn’t realize he was thrusting his cock phenomenally hard down my throat. The back of my mouth was being pounded by his prick. The length of it overwhelmed me, but it was so tasty I didn’t care. I wanted to do this for hours. “I love this tight little hole!” Dad exclaimed as he slid first one, then two fingers into me. By this time, we had kicked off our boots and were flinging our jeans away from us, as well. I ran my hands over his round, firm, full asscheeks when I wasn’t fingering his hole excitedly. My groping hands eventually found their way up his body. When they reached his nipples, my body went crazy. The sensations would bring me to an orgasm in no time. There is nothing like tweaking another man’s tits, except when he’s doing the same to you. And when Dad reached for mine I nearly lifted two feet off the floor. That’s when Dad sat his manly ass down on my face. “Eat my ass, son. Now!” my dad commanded while he lifted my legs high above me. I couldn’t believe I was about to live out a fantasy. When I felt his tongue touch my sensitive hole, my cock bucked faster and my breath came shorter and quicker. My dad’s cheeks surrounded me, practically smothering me, but I was happier than a boy with a new toy. As I stuck my tongue deep inside his hole, my dad moaned even louder. I never knew a man could enjoy such a licking. He was so excited about rimming me that he didn’t realize how much precum he was drooling out across my chest. He was making me a sticky mess. All of a sudden, Dad pulled me out from under him. He sat me down on the floor on my hands and knees and climbed on top of me for the obvious. 34 • Daddy’s Boy

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“I’m going to fuck you, son,” he breathed in my ear. “Fuck me hard, Daddy. Fuck me now!” I cried out instinctively. I never, ever in my life thought I’d have sex with my dad, but now it seemed the most natural thing in the world to do. “Here,” Dad announced, quickly running out of the room, but returning in a flash. “Here’s our lube.” He reached straight for my hole. It was already open and eager for him. He leaned down, pressing his chest against my bare back, intermittently feeling up my chest while preparing my hot hole. “Do it, Daddy. Stick it in me. Hard. Fast,” I lunged back to meet him as he plunged the crown of his cock right up my hole. “Ooooh!” I cried. “Oh, that feels good.” “Boy, that feels good to your daddy, too. Your uncle told me you like men, especially older men,” he emphasized. “He said you secretly had the hots for me. Did he tell you I always wanted you?” “No, Dad. I never knew,” I responded as I felt him slide his long lance slowly in and out of me. I’d never felt anything like it, never felt anything so good. I hoped we’d be doing this again and often. “Oh, son. I’ve always wanted you. Ah, I was right, your ass feels so good around my cock.” He eased me over on my back and fucked me face to face, driving harder and faster into me. Then he kissed me deeply, his mouth twisting left and right, his tongue intertwining with mine. Finally, he lifted me up off the ground and carried me upstairs to his bedroom and laid me down on his big bed. “I’m going to cum, son, and soon,” he promised as he reentered me with ease. Immediately, he thrust fast and furiously. “Oh, my boy. Daddy’s Boy,” he cooed. “I’m going to shoot up inside you, right nowwww!” “Ohhhhh!” he moaned. “Uhhh. Uhhh. Ahhhhh,” he sighed as he shot one hot, thick jet of jizz after another deep into me. I felt it throughout my entire body. “Oh, Daddy, I’m going to cum, too. Do you want it?” I asked as I lost control. “Yes. YES! Give it to me!” he pleaded as he slid my body around until my cock was right over him. I jerked off right in his face. “Yeah. YEAH! Do it, son. Cum in my mouth. Cum on my face.”

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“Eat it, Dad! Swallow my cum!” I yelled, while spraying all over his face. He tried to get my cock in his mouth, but I kept jerking it away. I covered every inch of his face with my hot, young, sticky goo. He lapped up most of it, all right, but he wanted more! As I licked my jizz off his face his tongue reached out, wanting me to share the rest with him. He loved it. We kissed until I was exhausted and rested in his arms. “Daddy’s Boy,” he said. “Daddy’s Boy,” I repeated back to him.

Military Brat Having an old man that was in the military and moved around all over the country turned out to be an advantage. I used to hate having to change locations, but after reaching my sexual maturity I longed for the opportunity to service as many horny military guys as possible. I had a soft spot for a man in uniform and once I learned that most of them liked a hot mouth and young face to fuck as much as they liked pussy, I spent as much of my spare time as I could servicing them and satisfying myself. I’ll never forget the time I was walking back home to the base one evening and saw two guys down an alley. One was a sailor. He had his arms crossed, leaning against the building at the entrance to the alley. He had his fly buttons open and his hard cock was poking out. He had a full erection as he stood watching a soldier displaying his equipment, which, by the way, was a thick mancock growing from the dense bush that covered his crotch. His shirt was open and his briefs were pushed aside to allow his hardon to be pulled free. The guy was working his huge cockmeat putting on a show for the sailor. I froze on the spot, hoping not to be noticed. I had fantasized a lot about watching a sailor and a soldier get it on, but actually seeing it had a whole new effect on me. I was wild with desire to witness more and somehow be a part of it. My cock had never been so fucking hard and drippy. As I rubbed my excited prick through my shorts, a big sticky spot formed from all my precum. The sailor only had a side view of the soldier, but I could see the front of the hot, hairy, uniformed man as he stroked his hardon. His balls, damp with sweat, jiggled. I couldn’t help myself, I had to move 36 • Military Brat

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in closer. The sailor spotted me but didn’t budge an inch. He just looked at me, acknowledging my presence. Then he reached down and started to play with himself. The soldier had closed his eyes and I knew from the intensity of his fisting and body reactions that he was about to blow. I really wanted to walk up and feel his big rod as it pulsed out his pent up mancream. The sailor also seemed pretty excited as he watched in anticipation of the hot uniformed man’s orgasm. Military Brat • 37

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Suddenly a rope of hot spunk flew from his engorged prong. I could hardly believe my eyes it was so thick and went so far through the air. I got a whiff of his manscent. I was about to cream my shorts without even touching myself. I grabbed my pecker and squeezed hard, hoping not to climax. The soldier was still moaning and shaking the fresh cum off his cock when he noticed me. He got a grin on his face and looked at the sailor, who was now walking towards him as he leaned against the wall to recover. The sailor stopped and stood with his legs apart right over the pool of jizz left by the dark haired military man. He pointed his long ramrod towards me and motioned for me to come over to him. I cautiously made my way over to him. “You get off on watching, huh, kid?” he said. I couldn’t answer, I was too turned on and almost breathless from the excitement. I watched as the sailor reached out and took hold of the other guy’s wilting, but plump, pride and joy. He squeezed out the last few drops of cum, coated his finger with it and brought it up to my lips. “Want to taste it?” he asked. I must have looked both frightened and eager. I knew I should run out of the alley, but I didn’t move. “Lick it off,” the sailor told me. He pressed his wet finger to my mouth and coated my lower lip with the soldier’s spunk. I stared at his unshaven face and tuft of dark hair at the neckline of his uniform as I cautiously moved my tongue forward and tasted it. He pushed his finger in my mouth. “Suck it clean, then get down on your knees and suck my cock!” he ordered. I could see the soldier’s cock twitch as he watched the action. The sailor placed a hand on my shoulder and gently pressed me down on my knees in front of him. Within a second or two I felt the wetness on my knees and knew I was kneeling in the soldier’s cum. The sailor rubbed his juicy boner across my face and around my lips. The heat of his flesh felt sensational. “You ever suck dick before?” He asked in a low, heavy voice. I turned my head slightly side to side, indicating “no”. His hand positioned his wet knob between my lips. I let it slide across my lower lip and felt the foreskin slide back. “Yeah. Feels good, don’t it kid?” the sailor asked. He pushed more cock inside my mouth, then pulled back, forcing his foreskin back over the head of his cock. Again he slid in, and I felt the head of his cock slide back out of his foreskin. His loose hanging 38 • Military Brat

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nuts bounced against my chin when he pushed deep and hit the back of my mouth. I came close to gagging a couple of times. I reached down and pulled out my boner. I started fisting my steel hard joint. My balls pulled up so tight they ached. I had closed my eyes, concentrating on the pleasure of the moment. The sounds, the smell, the sensation. I opened them briefly and saw that the soldier had stroked himself back to full erection. He moved in closer to us and watched with an intent look of pleasure. The sailor spoke again, “I’m going to give you a cum bath, boy.” He pulled almost entirely out of my mouth and started fisting his long, throbbing crank. The sailor let out a loud groan, and with his cockhead laying against my tongue, he started spraying my mouth with his seed. “Open up cocksucker. Taste my cum. That’s it, take it. Drink my hot load.” He was quivering and shaking as I felt spurt after spurt filling my mouth. I furiously fisted my own prick and shot off immediately after I got a good sniff and taste of his spunk. Then the soldier thrust his cock in my mouth and came for a second time, coating my face, nose and chin. It seemed like everything smelled of mancum. They both quickly shook the cum off their cocks and tucked them back inside their uniforms. They swiftly disappeared out of the alley. I licked as much of their cum off of my face as was possible and wiped the rest of it on my sleeve. I stood up, aware of my wet knees and sticky face, as I stuffed my swollen dick back in my pants. I stopped at a public restroom and washed up somewhat reluctantly, not wanting to give up the aroma of the hot adventure I had just experienced. Luckily, my old man wasn’t home when I got back to the base. I never knew when he would pull one of his surprise inspections. He expected me to be perfectly dressed and clean at all times. I went to take shower. I beat off under the spray thinking about what had just happened. I jacked off to the images stuck in my head of the soldier and the sailor for days. I had become obsessed with military cock. I knew there was a restroom on the edge of the base that got a lot of use. I wanted a chance to see more mancock and figured that would be the place to go to get a good look at some of the soldier’s cocks while they took a piss. Not only did I see them peeing, but many of them got hardons and soon I was sucking off several guys a day. I even skipped a few Military Brat • 39

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classes, just so I could go there and suck cock. The hot, hairy men never turned me down and most of them encouraged me to do them and even one or two of their buddies. I couldn’t get enough. I loved the attention, especially when they played with my dick and balls. A couple of soldiers even bent down and sucked me. When they did that, it didn’t take me long to pop off. It felt incredible. No wonder they like having me suck their cocks so much! But my fun ended abruptly one day when my father walked in on me servicing a hot, hairy soldier with the biggest uncut cock I had ever sucked. He had just finished fucking my mouth and filling me with his load. His big pecker was still leaking when we heard the door open. He and I both looked up and saw Dad standing in the 40 • Military Brat

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door watching. He told the soldier to get himself pulled together and to get the hell out of there. “And you report to your room, immediately. I’ll deal with you when I get home!” he shouted at me. I followed his orders and went home and directly to my room. I lay on my bed awaiting his punishment. He never came up. I lay in the dark unable to sleep, but still Dad never came to my room. I could hear him in the house, so I knew he was home. I was almost sick with the guilt and shame of him seeing me. I had just drifted off when I heard my door. It was morning and I was still lying across my bed in the same clothes I was wearing the day before. Dad stepped into my room, his arms folded across his chest as he always did when he lectured me. I knew this was far more serious than any trouble I’d been in before, and I wasn’t sure what kind of punishment to expect. He looked at me sternly at first. Then, as he spoke, his gaze softened. “Your mother has gone out for the day. I told her we had man business to talk about. She won’t be back until late.” I could hardly look him in the eye. I had visions of him striking me or beating me with his belt. Although he had always been stern and never brutal, I imagined he could be. “Go take a shower and clean yourself up,” he said. “I want you in my bedroom in ten minutes. And don’t get dressed again.” He turned and left my room. I knew I was in for some bare assed punishment. I showered in record time, not wanting to make things worse. I draped my robe over my shoulders and made my way to Dad’s bedroom. He and mom slept in separate rooms. I slowly pushed the door open and stood staring at my feet, waiting for instructions. Before I looked up, I heard him say, “What I saw yesterday should never leave this house, understand?” When I raised my head to answer, “Yes, sir,” I got the shock of my life. Dad was lying on his bed naked with a stiff, thick cock that he had obviously worked up to a tremendous hardon. His hairy body was stretched out seductively; arm behind his head with his armpit exposed and his thick thighs spread to show his furry butt hole. “So you have decided you like what a man’s got down here between his legs, is that right?” He spoke again. “Answer me, son.” “Uh, yes, sir … I guess that’s right, sir,” I faintly responded. Military Brat • 41

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“Speak up, boy. I know what I saw.” He was slowly stroking his hard cock as he questioned me. Astounded as I was, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his hardon or his hairy body. He was my dad, but I couldn’t stop looking. “You weren’t being forced, boy. Did you like what you were doing?” he asked. I remained silent. “Answer me. Did you like what you were doing with that soldier? “Yes, sir. I did, sir,” I replied. 42 •Military Brat

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“No son of an officer should be going around servicing enlisted men in public places. You understand?” Once again I was silent for a moment then said, “I do, sir, I do understand.” “Your training should start at home. With me, your father, an officer,” he continued. “I expect my son to excel and be good at anything he does, you follow me?” “Yes. I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to embarrass you, sir,” I told him. “Only the place where you were doing it was improper, son. Now, come over here and show me what you’ve learned in places like that.” I stood there dazed for a moment. He lifted his hard, juicy shaft towards me and said, “From now on you take care of these kind of matters at home first. You got it. Officers have rank and I expect to be taken care of first. That’s an order and a house rule from here on out. Do we understand each other?” The next thing I knew I was leaning down to suck my dad’s fat, throbbing meat. Thick strands of precum dripped from his piss slit and ran down his shaft. “Don’t waste it, boy. Get your mouth wrapped around my cock and show me how much you like it.” I didn’t have to look for cock anywhere else after that day. But once in a while I did stray, and when I did, I followed my dad’s rules and took care of him first.

Helping Out Uncle Rob by Kurt Morrissey Right after I graduated from high school, my mom was on me to get a job for the summer before I went away to college. She urged me to go ask my Uncle Rob, her brother, for a job. He ran a small neighborhood grocery store that had been in our family for close to fifty years. It didn’t do much business, but Uncle Rob said he would be glad to have some help and I was excited to spend some time with him. My mom always had Uncle Rob spend time with me while I was growing up. My dad had died when I was young, and I guess my mom wanted me to have a male role model in my life. I think it did Uncle Rob good, too. He was still unmarried and didn’t have any kids of his own, and helping raise me made him feel like he was really making a difference somewhere. Helping Out Uncle Rob • 43

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I started at the store right away. I would mostly stock shelves, clean, and bag groceries for customers while Uncle Rob rang them up. We’d close the store around 7:00 at night and while Uncle Rob would count the day’s sales, I’d mop the floor and make sure the stockroom was well organized. After a month, Uncle Rob started teaching me some book work. We’d count the till and then he’d help me organize the stockroom. I loved watching him stack boxes. Uncle Rob was built big, like a grizzly bear, and I loved to see his big, hairy arms lifting and carrying the heavy boxes. A trace of sweat would form on his big, black, bushy mustache and goatee. I tried to keep up, but not only was I smaller and not as strong, I was also too preoccupied to work hard. One night in the storeroom, I must have really let my mind wander while checking out Uncle Rob. I was suddenly snapped back to attention when I dropped a case of green beans on my fingers. I yelped out and then heard Uncle Rob laughing. “Must’ve been pretty engrossing, whatever you were thinking of.” His blue eyes sparkled as he chuckled heartily. I was puzzled. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I said while holding my fingers in my mouth. “Ah … well,” he sighed as his eyes darted to my crotch. I suddenly realized I had a rather prominent hardon. I felt myself blush and turned my back to my uncle, still sucking on my fingers. He laughed again. “It’s OK! Don’t worry! Here, let me see your hand.” He put his big paw on my shoulder and turned me around. I yielded to his gentle touch. Uncle Rob examined my fingers. “It looks OK,” he assured me. “You should be fine.” He looked me in the eyes and smiled. We held each other’s glance for a moment, my uncle gently caressing my hand. It was a silent moment, and we connected. I think I initiated the kiss. I remember reaching up and gently meeting his lips, feeling his beard brush my hairless skin. Suddenly, there was his tongue, probing my mouth. His strong arms pulled me closer, feeling me up. I felt his total desire for me in the duel of our mouths. I couldn’t be closer to him; I was totally encompassed in his embrace. Uncle Rob finally broke our kiss and moved his face to my neck, nibbling, sucking, licking, driving me crazy with the rough texture of his facial hair. “Oh, my baby boy,” Uncle Rob whispered in my ear. “I was hoping 44 • Helping Out Uncle Rob

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that hardon was for me. Just look! Now I have one for you.” He put my hand on his crotch and I was amazed. It was like there was a steel pole in his pants. I had wanted this for so long, I couldn’t wait to find out whether his dick really was steel or not. Uncle Rob started unbuttoning his flannel shirt. I can’t describe how I felt when he slid it off. There he was, in all his natural glory, showing me the carpet of fur he wore on his broad chest and shoulders, and even on his beer gut. I immediately cuddled up to him and buried my face between his pecs. Inhaling, I got a noseful of his wonderful musky scent. Uncle Rob smelled like a man. I started kissing his chest. Gently, he nudged my face towards his right nipple. I got the idea and started nursing on his teat. Uncle Rob let out a gasp when my tongue met his hard nub. I licked and sucked on his nip as he ground his crotch into mine. He was getting even harder. All of a sudden, he lifted my head away from his chest. “Let’s get naked,” he said with that twinkle in his eye. As I was undressing, I couldn’t help but admire my uncle. Uncle Rob was truly hot. From his wavy black hair and strong jaw line to his strong, thick legs matted with the same dark fur that was on his chest, Uncle Rob stirred me inside. When he finally stepped out of his boxers, I understood. I had messed around with guys my own age before, but now I had a real man to show me what pleasure was all about. Uncle Rob’s crotch was as bushy as his face, but as much pubic hair as he had, it couldn’t hide the centerpiece. His dick was long and very thick, with low hanging, swinging nuts. A flaring pink head, smeared with cock juice, topped it all off. I dropped my briefs and stood before my uncle, naked as the day I was born. As I looked up at him, he smiled, drew me closer and put his giant hand on my cock. It was nowhere as big as his, but he still seemed pleased. I shuddered as he ran his thumb over the top of my dickhead. I leaned into Uncle Rob’s embrace and wrapped my hands around his monster meat. “Oh, that’s it baby,” he cooed into my ear as I slowly started to stroke his thick, veiny shaft. We stayed in a dreamlike state for a couple of minutes, nuzzling into each other and caressing each other’s prick. Then, Uncle Rob slid down to his knees and started planting kisses on my balls. I sharply Helping Out Uncle Rob • 47

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inhaled and shook as I felt Uncle Rob start tasting my hanging nuts. He took the left one in his mouth first, then the right one, gently rolling them around like he was savoring a fine dish. I looked down and saw my big, burly uncle start working his tongue up the shaft of my boycock. First whimpering, then groaning loudly, I nearly lost my footing as he took my prong in his mouth and tenderly sucked it all the way down. It was so intense. Uncle Rob’s hot wet mouth was sending me skyward and when I felt his hand go up between my asscheeks, it got even better. I knew what was coming next. He started probing my ass, inserting one finger, then two into my tight hole. My knees gave in and I fell onto Uncle Rob’s lap. My cock popped out of his mouth, but his fingers went deeper up my butt. I let out a very loud moan and my uncle chuckled. “I guess I know what you want.” He smiled, then grabbed his big fuckstick. “Wanna get it wet for your butt?” I nodded, got on all fours and then took the head of his hot rod in my mouth. “Oh, my boy,” he moaned. He ruffled my hair slowly, as I took more and more of his thick dick into my wet and willing throat. Uncle Rob tasted good. I nursed as much precum out of his cock as I could, savoring the salty sweetness. I couldn’t take all of his length, my gag reflex made sure of that, but I did my best to coat that dick with spit so that Uncle Rob wouldn’t split me in two when he stuck it up my ass. Uncle Rob reached behind him and grabbed a bottle of lotion off the stockroom shelf, squeezed a glob of lotion on his hand and started working it into my ass. His fingers felt good before, but now I was loosening up and feeling as if I could actually have a chance at working that huge monster dick up my boyhole. My uncle kept urging me on, saying, “That’s it, boy. Open for me,” and, “Oh, yeah, baby boy, work that dick with your tongue.” It was so incredibly hot that I almost burst. “OK, I think you’re ready,” Uncle Rob said as he lay down on the pile of our discarded clothes and stuck his pole up in the air. “It will be easier if you sit down on it. That way you can control how much goes in at a time.” I positioned my open ass over his pelvis and took a deep breath. I then took Uncle Rob’s dick in my hand and aimed it for my ass. Helping Out Uncle Rob • 49

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At first I tried to force it in, grunting and cringing when the pain of the forced entry surged through my body. Uncle Rob leaned up and stroked my chest. “Bear down, like you’re taking a shit, and go slow. I’m not going anywhere.” His reassurance made me feel wonderful, and I followed his advice. I worked the head of his fat piece slowly and was surprised when it finally broke through my back door and popped in. After that, it was only a matter of time. I slowly sat down, and shocked myself when I found that I couldn’t go any further. I had taken Uncle Rob’s entire shaft up my butt, making both of us squirm with pleasure. At first I went slowly, but then I realized that slow wasn’t giving me enough pleasure. Once Uncle Rob’s dick found that special spot inside my butt, I couldn’t get enough dick. Soon, I was bouncing up and down, enjoying every inch of my big bear uncle’s fuckpole. Uncle Rob flipped us over, so that I was on my back, and took over the motion of the fuck. His hot dick slammed into my brown-eye, making me squeal and shake. He kept pumping my ass. I was in heaven. All I could think of was that I wanted more and more of Uncle Rob’s cock. Suddenly, I felt a tickle in my balls. I was getting close to spewing, and I wasn’t even stroking my cock! By the way Uncle Rob was sweating and moaning, I could tell he was getting close, too. Out of nowhere, I felt my balls pull up tight and my cock jerked up. My back arched and spurt after spurt of milky white love juice flowed out of my dick. Ropes of cum shot out as my sphincter grabbed Uncle Rob’s dick, demanding more of it. My ass spasms must have provided what Uncle Rob needed to put him over the top, because suddenly he bent down and grabbed me, pulled me close and shoved every last inch of his dick inside me. He pulled my mouth to his and kissed me violently before he let out one last shudder and I felt his cock surge. Hot cum flooded my ass in torrents. I felt him cream my butt over and over. We were in heaven, and as we kissed, I felt closer to him than ever before. That summer was a turning point in my life. I decided to stay in my hometown and go the local university, opting to live with my Uncle Rob and continue helping him with the store, along with other things. Mom was thrilled. She thought that my uncle I were closer than ever. She was right.

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Yahoo! I joined th’ uh! – th’ Marines today!

MY JOB INTERVIEW…

But, Unk, what about ah! – all this?

Oh, I hear tell them jarheads I ain’t know how to forgot handle a you. I got you guy’s cock. a job interview with Tentpole Tom to work his midway I mean game.

me! Our strong man act!

Step right up, boys! Best game in the carnival!

Interview this!

Whaddya see, huh, mate?

I got the job.

I see wonderful things!

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Invade his orifices wit’ all THREE darts -- y’ win th’ BIG surprise!

Here y’ go, men! Show us how the Navy does it!

Y’all see that? His butthole snatched that dart right out the air!

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In honor of our Fightin’ Forces … it’s this!

Gee, nobody’s ever won before! What’s the BIG surprise?

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He’s too little!

So when’s a big strapping kid like you gonna enlist?

Too little? The guys on my ship’d ask no questions…

… about a dick like that!

To be continued …

Hmmmm…

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Homeless by M. R. W. I work for a major subway system that runs between New York and New Jersey, and when the weather gets cold, there are a lot of homeless men who like to sleep on the platform at a few of the stations. During one of my runs one night, we pulled into a station, and a homeless boy was lying right on the edge of the platform with his back towards me. He was too close to the tracks and I called down to him to move away from the edge. When he turned around to look at who was asking him to move, I got an instant hardon. He may have been homeless and dirty, but his face was fantastic. He was a light-skinned African-American with light brown eyes and the fullest lips I have ever seen. All I could see in my mind’s eye was him sucking my cock. His full, round lips were just made for sucking my big, juicy cock while he looked up at me with those light brown eyes. He smiled at me and got up and moved away from the edge. He was about 5’ 8” tall with a stocky build. I thanked him, closed up the train, and continued on. For most of the day, I worked with a serious hardon from thinking about him, but I didn’t see him again for about four days. On Saturday, while I was out shopping in my neighborhood, I saw him panhandling. He looked a little bit dirtier, but those lips and eyes got to me again and I knew I wanted this young man to suck my cock bad. I went over to him, began a conversation, and found out that his name was Jamal. We talked for a long time, and I guess he saw which way the conversation was going. It had to be hard for him not to notice the large, growing bulge in my pants. Sensing what I wanted, he smiled. Underneath all the grime, there was a good looking young man standing in front of me. Jamal said that for a hot meal and a bath, he would do anything I wanted. He didn’t have to ask twice. I told him that I lived alone and he was welcome to use my home to clean up and have a hot meal. I also said that I could probably find him some old clothes that he could use. And I openly told him that the payment would be for him to suck my cock. Without a moment’s hesitation, he agreed. It took him a good hour and a half to get clean from head to toe. I took him a robe to put on. For such a young man, he was very 56 • Homeless

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hairy on most of his body. Tight black curls covered his chest and his legs. There was also a lot of curly hair all around his thick, uncut cock. After he was cleaned up, he looked really good, especially with those big, juicy lips. Jamal ate three servings of food and drank almost an entire quart of milk. After resting and watching some television, Jamal got up off the couch, opened my robe, and knelt down in front of me. Watching him lower his full lips to my cock made me rock hard. I didn’t expect him to swallow more than half of it. I’m pretty well hung and my cock is really thick. But Jamal went all the way down, and when he hit bottom, his throat muscles went to work. With those lips locked around the base of my cock, I whitewashed his throat with a full blast of cum. It was a hard cum, but Jamal didn’t let up even as I blasted a full load down his sweet throat. I could tell that this boy had sucked cock before. As I sat there enjoying the afterglow of a great blow job, I realized he hadn’t released my cock and was going for seconds. This time he used his tongue to go around the head of my cock, digging into my piss slit without releasing his lips from the base. He sent me into another spasm of sexual frenzy, and I shot a second load of spunk into his belly. As I shot my second load, I could feel that he was cumming also. He coated my bare feet with his warm, sticky cumload as he knelt there between my legs. Jamal stayed with me for about three months and I got used to being serviced two or three times a day by those fantastic lips.

Trailer Park Paper Boy by Randy Spangler When I started my job as paper boy for the Morning Gazette, the editor gave me the trailer park route. It was always the route given to the new boys because no one else wanted it. They all wanted to work the ritzier neighborhoods in hopes of earning a few large tips. I was perfectly happy in the trailer park. In the nicer neighborhoods, I would have felt obligated to keep myself more covered up, but in the trailer park, no one cared if I rode around shirtless, in just a pair of bike shorts. I got a chance to feel the sunshine on my back and ride around in the fresh air, and that was enough of a tip for me. Trailer Park Paper Boy • 57

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The only drawback to my route was a rule imposed by the trailer park management. I wasn’t allowed to just ride through the park and toss the papers at the trailers. They said too many papers got lost that way. I had to go up to each door and lay the paper on the porch. It was kind of a pain, and made the job take three times longer, but that was the way I met Mr. Stewart. Lou Stewart lived in trailer #113. He’d always open the door, reach out to take the paper from me with a friendly smile and say, “Thanks, Randy. How are you today?” Most of the time, he was holding a towel around his ample waist, looking like he had just stepped out of the shower. I was into big, hairy, older guys, so seeing him so close to being naked always made my cock grow. To be honest, most of the time I got a full-fledged hardon and I know it was very obvious inside my thin Lycra shorts. Mr. Stewart never said anything about it, but he did give me a kind of dirty smile every once in a while. I really wanted to see what was underneath Mr. Stewart’s towel. He was just the type of guy I had learned to like from hanging out at truck stops and picking up the truckers in between hauls. I wondered if his cock and balls were as big and fat as he was. There was nothing I liked more than seeing a nice, big, juicy sausage sticking out from under a big gut. I became obsessed with Lou Stewart. When I got home after delivering my papers, I always had to run upstairs, strip off my sweaty (and usually precum stained) shorts, jump in the shower and fist off a big load while I fantasized what it would be like to take his cock down my throat and up my ass. I let the hot water run over my smooth body and pretended that it was Mr. Stewart’s hands. My cock rose in the shower and stood up against my stomach. I directed the shower spray onto the underside of my dick, but I knew if I left it there for too long, it would bring me off and I wanted to make it last. I reached up and set the shower head to “pulse”. Then I turned around and bent over, exposing my asshole to the jets of water. As I reached back and spread my cheeks, I imagined Mr. Stewart standing behind me, smacking the wet head of his cock against my eager hole. One thing I had learned fast when I started having sex with older men, was that I loved to be fucked in the ass. I also learned that most of the men I was attracted to loved to fuck me as much as I loved to be fucked. 58 • Trailer Park Paper Boy

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I grabbed the bar of soap and got my hands all lathered up. I soaped up my cock and then I reached back between my legs and toyed with my hole. I slowly inserted a slick, soapy finger and began searching for my joy button. When I found it, it made my cock jump. As I pressed on the sensitive spot, I started fisting my rod. I fucked my Trailer Park Paper Boy • 59

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finger in and out of my hole and pumped off a giant load of boycum, imagining what it would be like to get my ass fucked by Mr. Stewart. I watched my cum spew out my piss hole and splash all over the shower wall. My knees were weak and wobbly as I finished my shower. If the fantasy of getting fucked by Mr. Stewart had that effect on me, I wondered what it would be like if it ever really happened. I got hard again immediately, just thinking about it. §

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“Well, junior,” he said as he rubbed his big, hairy gut, “why don’t you strip out of those shorts, come over here and show me what you can do?” Mr. Stewart took a seat on the couch. His fat hardon pushed up against his big belly and stuck out toward the center of the room. I pulled my bike shorts down, causing my johnson to slap up against Trailer Park Paper Boy • 61

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my stomach. Mr. Stewart let out a low whistle and said, “That’s a damn big pisser for a kid like you, son.” I just smiled at his compliment and dove between his legs. Even though he had just come out of the shower, there was a hint of man musk between his legs. I buried my face in his crotch and sniffed all around his big, full, fat nuts. I worked my way up to the top of his cock and licked the head as if it were an ice cream cone. Mr. Stewart let out an moan and moved his hand to the back of my head. “C’mon, baby. Suck it. Open that sweet, little mouth of yours and go down on me,” he said. I had to oblige. I opened as wide as I could and took as much of his cock into my mouth as would fit. It wasn’t nearly the entire thing, but it was enough to make Mr. Stewart happy. I spent several jaw breaking minutes slobbering all over his big piece as he sighed and grunted in approval. I finally had to pull off when my jaw couldn’t take it anymore. So I moved back down to lick his nuts while he jerked his throbber with his hand. I alternated between sucking his cock and licking his balls for a while, until Mr. S. said, “Turn around and bend over. I want to see that little hole of yours.” In the excitement of sucking him off, I had almost forgotten how much I had wanted him to fuck me. My pecker twitched as I bent over and reached back behind me to pull my asscheeks apart and expose my pink boyhole to Mr. S. As I thought about what it would be like to have him inside me, my rosebud spasmed. “Now, son,” he said to me, “that’s a hole that’s just begging to be plowed.” I reached back between my legs, ran my hand over my ass and sunk a finger up inside me to the first knuckle. Mr. Stewart said, “You need it as bad as I do, junior. Go on down the hall there to the bathroom. You’ll find a big jar of Vaseline in the medicine cabinet. Bring it back out here and grease up my pole.” I found the Vaseline and was back on my knees in front of Mr. S. in a flash. I scooped a big glob out of the jar and started slathering it all over his boner. I wiped what was left on my hole and got ready for the ride of my life. Mr. Stewart leaned back and scooted toward the edge of the sofa, allowing me easier access to his big stick. “Why don’t you come up here and sit on Big Daddy’s lap, junior.” 62 • Trailer Park Paper Boy

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When he called himself “Big Daddy” I almost blew my load. That’s exactly how I thought of him – as a big daddy – and I was ready to become his boy. I positioned myself so that his fat cockhead was pressing against my boyhole. I slowly sank back toward his lap, impaling myself on his big fucker. He hooked his hands under my knees and pulled me Trailer Park Paper Boy • 63

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all the way up onto his lap, spreading my legs wide as he plunged into me. Leaning back against his hairy, rotund belly, I started stroking my cock in time to his thrusts. Mr. S. nuzzled his face against my neck and kissed me as we continued our fuck. His tongue found it’s way into my mouth and I sucked it as he fucked my ass. His big, fat daddy cock pressed against my joy button and forced the precum out of me in rivers. I dipped my finger into it and brought it to my mouth. Mr. S. rubbed his face against my neck and said, “Feed some to your daddy.” I dipped my finger into the goo again and held it up to his mouth. He lapped it up, smacking his full, fleshy lips. He bounced me up and down on his wide fucker almost like he was using my hole to jerk off. He started to work it deeper and deeper into my butt. I loved the pressure and the feeling of being stuffed. This was definitely the best fuck I had ever had. “Let’s get down on the floor. Daddy’s gonna go for it, junior.” I crawled off his lap and lay on my back on the floor. I looked up at him as he lumbered down off the couch and onto his knees. He lifted my legs, placed his greasy cockhead against my stretched out hole and slammed home. I saw stars as he entered me all the way. When my head cleared, I looked up at him and saw that he was sweating and straining as he pumped in and out of me. The feeling was fantastic. I felt his fat cock surge inside me and grow even fatter. The head ran across my joy button again, and that pushed me over the edge. “Daddy!” I yelled. “I’m gonna cum!” As the ropes of jizz leapt from my pole, I could feel a series of spasms and a warm, wetness inside me. Mr. S. was cumming at the same time. He huffed and puffed like a steam train as he ground his big cock into my butt and unloaded his nuts. “GOD … DAMN!” he hollered in his big, booming voice. “SWEET, YOUNG BOYPUSSY … PULLING THE CUM RIGHT OUT OF ME! OH, FUUUUUCK!!” He finished emptying his nuts and then pulled out of my hole. As he lay down on the floor next to me, I felt his cumload begin to ooze out of my butt hole. He pulled me on top of him and I curled up against his hard, round belly. The other paper boys could keep the nicer neighborhoods and their big tips. I had found my own big tip. And I managed to take not only the big tip, but the whole thing up my butt. 64 • Trailer Park Paper Boy

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Learning from Dad It was fun taking Ma and Aunt Emma to the airport. I loved any chance I got to get out of little Yoder. After we saw Ma and Aunt Emma’s jet take off, Dad even drove me on into Wichita so I could see the big city. And on our way back home, we stopped at a McDonald’s for a special treat. The next morning was Saturday, so when I got up, I crept about the house as quiet as I could. Dad liked to sleep in on Saturdays and I didn’t want to wake him. I went outside and played in the backyard. After scrambling up and down the maple tree, trudging through the garden rows, and chasing several squirrels out of the yard, I figured Dad must be up by now. “What have you been up to?” Dad called out to me when he saw me enter through the back door. “You’re a mess.” “Just playing,” I mumbled as I looked down at my jeans. I had to admit they were dirty. And my t-shirt had moss and bark stains from climbing up and down the tree. “I guess there’s no need to get upset, though,” Dad said. “After all, it’s Saturday and we got to do laundry. I promised your mom that I’d keep everything in order and not leave her a big mess. So, you got anything else we can throw in the laundry before breakfast?” “I guess so,” I said and headed to my bedroom. Dad followed me and we carried out several armfuls of my dirty clothes to the laundry room. I helped Dad sort them and then we put a load in the washer. “What about those clothes, Wayne?” Dad said pointing at me. “They could sure use a washing.” “But what am I gonna wear?” I asked. “We brought out almost all my clothes.” “It’s just us two here this morning. It won’t matter if you don’t have anything to wear while we get everything washed. Matter of fact,” Dad said as he took a whiff at his armpits, “I wore these clothes yesterday. It wouldn’t hurt to wash them, too.” With that he peeled off his top and then he undid his jeans and yanked them off. There he was, standing in front of me wearing only his white briefs. Seeing Dad standing there like that made me feel special inside. I felt really close to him. Nervously, I took off my t-shirt and then my 66 • Learning from Dad

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jeans and handed them to Dad. He threw the t-shirt on one of the piles and tossed the jeans in with the wash. “Are you’re undershorts dirty, too?” he asked. “I know mine are.” To my amazement he yanked them off. “Lois would kill me if she saw how stained I got them.” Dad tossed his briefs onto the pile of whites we’d made earlier. He was totally naked now and the sight of his dick hanging down between his legs made my back shiver. I hadn’t seen Dad naked in … well … I couldn’t even recall the last time. He kneeled, grabbed hold of me and spun me around. He grabbed hold of my undershorts and pulled the waistband back so he could peer into them. “Hey, Wayne,” he said jokingly. “Ain’t you ever learned to use toilet paper?” With that he yanked my shorts down and threw them onto his. “Jeez, it’s gonna take a whole bottle of bleach to get those skanky things clean.” “Dad!” I said. “They’re not that dirty!” Dad just laughed and patted my bare butt. It felt really good and it made my pecker shoot straight up. I know Dad saw it, but he just winked at me as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “Come on, boy,” he said. “Let’s make some breakfast.” I followed his bare ass to the kitchen. Before Mom left on her trip, I was thinking how lonely it was going to be without her around, but already I’d completely forgotten about her. I’d never seen Dad so … well … so relaxed and being so silly. I couldn’t wait to tell my best friend Randy. Dad opened the fridge and bent over to take some eggs out. His big butt stuck out and I could see all the way down between his butt cheeks to his slit of a hole. Just below his hole, his big nuts hung down just like bull balls. Like any boy in a similar situation, my pecker kept getting harder and harder until it almost hurt. When Dad turned around, he gave it a good long look. Then as he set the eggs on the counter, his dick started to swell and stick out. He grabbed a frying pan and put it on the stove. I watched as his dick kept creeping up. Dad lit the stove and cracked some eggs into a bowl. “You want ’em scrambled or sunny side up?” he asked. “Scrambled,” I said. Learning from Dad • 67

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“OK,” Dad said. He whisked them up in a jiffy and then poured them into the hot frying pan. “Here,” he said, handing me a spatula. “You scramble them while I make some toast.” When I grabbed the spatula and he let go, his hand slid down my front and grazed my stiff wiener. “You like being naked with your dad?” he asked. I nodded. “Fun, isn’t it?” he said. I nodded again. I started scrambling the eggs while Dad popped some bread in the toaster. Then he came right up behind me. He stood so close to me that his big, hard dick pressed into my back. “We should let Mom go on vacation more often,” he said in a soft voice. I couldn’t agree more. Dad placed his hands on my hips and moved in even closer. His upright shaft squeezed into my bare buns and parted my butt cheeks. While I stirred the eggs, Dad reached around in front and gently took hold of my dick. “You sure have a nice hard one,” he said in my ear. “Every father wants his boy to be healthy,” he added. The eggs were almost done now. Dad turned off the stove. “The eggs look done,” he said. I felt something wet and sticky on my back. Dad was slowly grinding his hips, sliding his big dick up and down my asscrack. It sure felt good. When the toast popped out of the toaster, Dad stepped back to get some plates. I looked at his dick and saw that it was all moist on the end. Dad slapped the toast on the plates and then piled the scrambled eggs next to the toast. He put one plate on the table in the breakfast nook, and then he held the other plate under his dick and squeezed his big dick head. Gobs of clear, sticky stuff flowed onto the toast. “Here, this one’s for you. Your dad’s juices will give you lots of energy and make you grow up to be a real man,” he advised. 68 • Learning from Dad

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He handed me the plate and we sat down to eat. There were just benches around the table in the nook and so we sat right next to each other, our thighs pressed close together. “So, how’s the toast, son?” Dad asked after I’d taken a few bites. “Kinda sweet and salty, Dad,” I said. “That’s pure energy, son,” he said. “Here, hold your toast down again.” I placed the toast under his dick. “Now pull my dick down and squeeze the head nice and gently … that’s it … yeah, like that.” More of that clear, thick stuff poured out onto my toast and also my fingers. I lifted the toast and took a big bite. I loved the way it tasted. I even licked my sticky fingers. Dad ran his big hand over my thigh and grabbed hold of my dick and balls. It felt so good having him touch me like that. I even started dripping. “See,” he said, holding up his glistening fingers. “It’s working already!” He licked his fingers and winked. By now we were done with our toast and eggs. We got up and put our dirty dishes in the sink. Our dicks were as hard as ever and still standing tall and proud. Dad went into the living room and I followed him. He sat down on the couch and spread his legs. He grabbed hold of the base of his fat cock and waved it in front of me. “Get on your knees, son. Let me show you a few things,” he said. I eagerly obeyed. “This top part, the head, is also called the glans,” he said. “It’s where a lot of the feeling is. It really feels good when it’s slick and wet,” he told me. “Now take your finger and rub that clear goop that’s seeping out. That’s it. Rub it all over the head … just like that. Fuck, that feels good.” I loved touching Dad like this. I slowly ran my finger over his glans while he squeezed it from time to time, coaxing more goop out. Gradually, the goop began changing color. It started to get a bit cloudy and then milky. “Stick out your tongue and lick it … yeah, like that. Now open your mouth and let me put the glans inside … yeah, perfect. Now close Learning from Dad • 69

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your mouth and carefully suck on it like it’s candy. Just be careful not to bite it. It’s very tender and has lots of feeling.” Even though Dad’s cock was very hard, in my mouth it had a soft, pleasant feel to it, sort of like a very firm sponge. I loved the way it tasted, and with it in my mouth, I could drink all the syrup that was flowing out of it. “Let’s get even more comfortable,” Dad said. He lifted my head off his cock and stretched out on the couch. “Get up here on top of me with your head above my dick and your butt here,” he said pointing to his head. “That way I can play with you while I teach you what to do.” I eagerly climbed onto the couch and straddled his body. I took hold of his dick and guided the head back into my mouth. “That’s perfect, son,” he said. “Just keep doing that while I investigate.” He spread my butt with his hands. I felt his warm breath on my butt and then his wet, warm tongue pressed up against my tender hole. He sucked on my hole for some time then he moved down to my balls. If my mouth hadn’t been so stuffed with Dad’s fat meat, I would have let out a long, loud sigh. I wanted to let Dad know how good it felt, but my desire to keep sucking him was even stronger. Dad sucked my balls for a short time before sliding my butt over his head enough to swallow my hard, tingling dick. His big hands clasped my butt cheeks and ground my crotch into his face. His finger tips toyed with my butt hole, thumping it, spreading it apart, and even probing it. The juices from Dad’s cock were flowing so much I could barely keep up. I had to keep swallowing. Then suddenly his whole body shook and he held me so tight I could barely breath. Hot, steamy juices poured into my mouth, filling me up completely. Something about the taste of that nutty, warm goo made me shiver all over. Every hair on my body stood straight up and I felt my dick harden even more. Then it felt like my whole body was melting in Dad’s mouth. It felt like I was floating up to the ceiling, even though Dad was holding me tight against him. Eventually the floating feeling evaporated and my heart beat slowed down. “That was great, son. Just great,” Dad said as he kissed me all over. 70 • Learning from Dad

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Personal Ads June 2000 Handjobs 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 and dog training. I can be a real sick puppy. Use me. E-mail fairybear2000@yahoo.com or write Jim, c/o 3551 Sweet Air St, Baltimore, MD 21211 Strict, Loving Bear Daddy I’m a gay white man, HIV-, 50 years old, 240 lbs., 6’ tall, brown eyes, very short salt and pepper 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

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Bi Dad/Grandad Longs for Boy Classy, literate, refined, sane, healthy (HIV-), level-headed executive type, but not stuffy. I’m White, early 60’s, 5’7”, 179 lbs., full head of hair, clean-shaven face, small, cut, 5” dick. I’m seeking any legal age, sissy-type, naughty pussy boy, who wants to please Daddy and get pleased in return. I’ll spoil you with “fatherly” lust, “motherly” lust too! You can let me cradle your head in my arms while you “nurse” on my meaty breasts and nice nipples, as I slowly stroke my little boy’s peepee. This “dirty daddy” especially lusts for petite (short) slut-boy who wants to include porn (magazines/videos) in our clandestine (hotel) meetings. I want to suck your weenie (I swallow if you like), lick, lap, vacuum and tougue-fuck your rectum, penetrate you if possible. You can reciprocate with whatever you’d like to do to/for your daddy. Pluses: if you’re short, less hair (everywhere) the better, love porn, crossdress in femme undies. No-Nos: drugs, piercings, huge tatoos, scat, sweat, pain, danger, minors. I live in Chicago, but write me at: Roy Holliday, PMB 137, 1328 Broadway, Suite 1024, New York, NY 10001-2121 or e-mail me at: Classbyguy@aol.com.

Son Looking for Hung Top Dad Big Bottom, 6’, BGM ISO hung top dad, 42-50. Looking for dad who wants to have fun, enjoys music, going to movies. Must enjoy cuddling and kissing. I do know how to please. Race unimportant. Must be employed and drug free. Write box# 803.

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Handsome Black Blue Collar Worker 6 ft., 210 lbs., built, down to earth looking for a Latin or Irish man 30-45 years old for hot sessions. No games just good sex. Me: a top, you: a good bottom. I am well hung and very little hair. Write box# 823.

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Bottom Pig Seeks Cops With Mustaches GWM, blond hair, mustache, blue eyes, 42 y. o., 5’ 9”, muscular, hairy, 8 1/2”, 180 lbs. seeking Latin or Spanish studs with muscles and cop power to use and abuse me in every way you feel. If you want a hot sex slave for raw fun 7/2000 give me a call at (212)281-3399 Boston Dad Seeks Son or internet “Boy Master 10”. Cops Hi! I’m a 60 y.o. W/M, none hairy. only. Write box# 727. Would like to meet a boy 18-40. 6/2000 Be boyish, clean, smooth and ISO 40+ Guys Who Love enjoy servicing Daddy. Blond Sex a plus, but not necessary. Lite GWM, 60, 5’ 11 1/2”, 163 lbs., spankings to keep you being a auburn hair, mustache, brown good son. All replies answered. eyes, medium build, smooth body, Write box# 806. hot 7” uncut cock and asshole 6/2000 seeks masculine sex buddies in Watch Your Son NYC area or international pen pals for explicit letters/photos who Masturbate Looking for hairy top dad (over 50) or are versatile, gay, bi, or married in-shape grandad to discuss/reinact men 40-65 in good shape, not too special family scenes, exhibitionism, fat or overly hairy. I enjoy all sexual underwear, boy love, sport scenes. activities, except S/M, but they must be reciprocal. I am friendly, Call Dave (617)576-8878. supportive, discreet, with a good sense of humor. I’m retired, live Nevada alone, and smoke. I love nature, 8/2000 outdoors, and jerking off Construction Workers, nudity, with Handjobs. All races, ethnic Police Officers, Cowboys backgrounds welcome. Your nude or Marines photo and letter gets mine. Please GWM, 26 y.o., 5’11”, 250 lbs., in write to: George E. Keyes, 30 Las Vegas area. Very open about Waterside Plaza 12B, New York, being gay, but still a virgin to gay NY 10010-2630. sex. Looking for straight acting, older, White men in their 30’s to North Carolina late 40’s. Hairy men preferred, 6/2000 with hairy chests, legs, and arms. Looking for a top who also wants Young White Males For Bath and/or Massage to get into oral satisfaction, an older man to teach this bottom 43 yo GWM looking for young everything. Not into leather or white males high school age bondage. No psychos or weirdos, (18+) or older who would like to just a normal gay man. Penpals have some fun with daddy. Email welcome, all letters answered. bwg_bwg@hotmail.com. Write Hope to hear from you soon. Write box# 792.

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Gentle Dad Seeks Son Well hung Dad, 43, 6’2, 230 hairy seeks submissive, romantic son who want to take care of Dad. Dad likes to kiss and cuddle with son, have son service Dad and then fall asleep in Dad’s arms. Son should be 18-40, any race. Prefer slim and blond. Contact Dad at gntldadsea@aol.com or write to Dad. Write box# 800.

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