Next door neighbor (Part 3)
I know this because as I was looking at his ball-sac poking out of those flimsy shorts his eyes met mine after he looked down to see what I was staring at. He didn't bother to put it back in his shorts but he stared right into my eyes and smirked and then kind of laughed. He laughed like he just had an AHA moment. He seemed to have deduced the fact that what was before him was a dude who was into dudes. It did not seem to me that he had too many encounters with my kind. I think he was confused as to what he thought a gay guy was supposed to be like versus what I was like. So like any man who has a piece of meat getting close to his trap I turned up the macho-fucker attitude and started being a stoned-drunk asshole of sorts. I think he was impressed with me because I was shattering his perceptions of a stereotype but then his loose-drunk-high-self was letting himself get a little curious along the way. Not to let one get away I decided to reel my rod in and challenged him to some UFC Xbox-ing with the Kinect. So basically the Kinect is a camera that allows your body to be the controller.
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Next door neighbor (Part 2)
I guess it was a Friday night and he sent me a text asking if I wanted to hang and do a gravity bong. So I thought it was cool that he was inviting me to hang and get loose….two of my favorite things. Now I forgot to mention that his buddies are all freakin hot! As in alpha-raging-hormone hot. Well it is never difficult for me to be myself, but on this occasion, I got the idea that I should not mention that I suck dick and fuck guys every once or twice a day. Also, since it was summer most of us were in our swimsuits or shorts. I would say there was about 8 of us all hanging and getting stupid. One guy named Mark who I had seen before and is in the Air-Force was wearing those short-short flimsy military-issue numbers where they have the liners built in. Thank the stars for whoever designed those shorts. Needless to say they were very distracting shorts because I could see the entire outline of his cut dick and it was turning me on. I kept catching glimpses of his nuts poking out of the shorts cause he would sit with his legs as wide open as they would go in a laid back position. It was hard for me to not glance over as much as I had wanted to. But apparently I had looked one too many times. (To be continued)
Next door neighbor (Part 1)
I have a next door neighbor who has been a hard nut to crack. He has a problem with anything progressive or any thing that is in the least bit un-manly. We met through his girlfriend who started out as a casual friend in my building. He latter came into the picture when they started dating and he would basically ignore me. As I would occasionally hang out with his girlfriend he would just basically grunt at me. It was clear he didn’t like me. I eventually got the low-down that he was a hunting-fucking-stud-chick magnet with a big ol dick and he never met a gay that he didn’t beat up. I was the first. Which according to his girlfriend was a good start at getting him to relax and chill-out around me. I think he was shocked to realize that I had more in common with him than I had with his girlfriend. I have always had more guy friends than girl friends. I am not the kinda guy that likes to go shopping or help someone pick out patterns or anything like that. So as time went on (about 2 years of knowing each other casually) he finally started to hang out with me. He actually invited me to hang out and drink a few times at his place when the girlfriend was out of town. He finally felt comfortable enough to bring his buddies around.
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Joby talks Politics (Part 2)nnWe will call it a silent protest that has its grip on the nearest presidential item and is choking that item rather than the man himself. So in one sense it is not silent, however, the point is being made. Unspoken and as ugly is the undercurrent of hate towards what the president may stand for and yet it is grounded in a sense of the unknown for those who are suspect of him and his policies. Yet I understand that hidden current of uneasiness and my own prejudice as that applies to Mit Romney which I now recognize in myself. It may be an elephant in the room but how can a Mormon ever be elected president when even a Catholic president was very hard to come by and we all know how that turned out. I may be wrong but if I had to make a bold and startling accusation I would say that Obama’s team may have actually pushed the Romney rise to power fully knowing that he would be unelectable as a president. Perhaps that may be the reason why Newt Gingrich is shooting up the polls. Perhaps it is sinking in that it is better to choose a tug-boat rather than a life-raft if you’re a republican who feels we are upon a rocky ocean as a country. I have my doubts about politics but I feel that Obama might just be sitting pretty. nn
Joby Talks Politics (Part1)
I got the urge yesterday to talk. I just wanted to shoot the breeze and talk politics and get into some deep conversations regarding the focus and heading for our country. It of course is on my mind a lot since all of the debates are taking place and it feels as if though we are on the path to more gridlock. So I got to wondering if the whole point of government is gridlock. (Forgot to mention that I didn’t get to talk politics yesterday because all you guys were horn-dogs and thus my thoughts are here. But don’t forget I like to talk too.) Perhaps the inherent bottleneck of legislating is so that no one group of people can move our policies so drastically as to cause unheeded harm to one particular group or another. Perhaps too, gridlock and head-butting are a direct correlation to a potentially dangerous piece of legislation or agenda. I am no genius but I can see that having a black president is in fact unsettling to some people and whether they want to admit it or not most of the recent back-up in the political drainpipe is in a direct response to his being elected in the first place.
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To be or not to be...cut. (continued)
I would say, “You can look at it closer if you want, it’s pretty cool actually.” They then would usually say yes and then I would show them how the skin goes back and forth over the head. “Cool,” or “wow,” was usually the response. Then I would say, “Go ahead, you can touch it, you seem like a pretty cool dude.” Then that would lead to me getting hard and someone usually sucking me off. The first time this happened to me I was in shock because I had already gotten used to the idea that my buddy was never going to be anything other than a buddy. It turns out he was just completely curious and a horn-dog. We talked at our ten-year reunion and he let me know that it was the once and only time that had ever happened. I asked him if he liked it and he just smiled very broadly and winked at me. It was a funny situation because the next day I got to meet his three kids and I had a chance to see his wife in the daylight. She was large and in charge, but he seemed happy. So the idea of cutting off my foreskin is more than I could ever bear. For some it was a source of heartache growing up, but, not for me! “Go Meat!”
Being circumcised or un-circumcised is a big deal for folks these days. I have been reading these amazing stories lately of men who are choosing in adulthood to clip their foreskins off. Wow!!! First of all anyone who can do that I applaud you. Regardless of where you are on the scale of a superhuman ability to transport yourself to another place in the midst of excruciating pain, as I am at times able to do, I can barely shudder the thought. To be uncircumcised, as I am, is to be different from the norm and I can understand wanting to fit in. However, in adulthood there are few times when fitting in “penis wise” is almost non-existent. It would rarely garner you kudos to be like the rest of the cut guys when all of those early awkward years have passed. By adulthood we as men have pretty much seen and done it all. In my younger days (and sometime last week) I used my uncircumcised cock to its advantage. I would always say to a newbie who would give it the three-times-over in the locker room, “You have never seen an uncut dick before have you?” Of course they would say no. And me being the kind of guy who never wanted to let a potential learning moment pass would educate them on its wonders. (to be continued)
We all look at them and we all notice them. The Bulge between a man's legs. Gay, straight, or bi we all look. My theory is simple. We are all in a massive world wide competition and the only one that can crush a hot-guy, a rich guy or a powerful guy is the diminutive effect of being in the presence of cock that is bigger than yours. No one really talks about it much but there was always an unspoken hierarchy of respect between men based on the knowledge of what hangs between your fellow buddies legs. When I was on the swim-team in high school their was such a hierarchy. The ones with the smaller dicks would rarely take their speedos off when we all showered after practice. Those with the somewhat larger cocks would still shower with their speedos on if they were shy. The ones who cared less and always were the first to strip were the ones who had the larger cocks. Even then it was extremely clear that everyone paid attention to the size of their buddies cocks. The bigger your dick was the more deference they would show you. And by deference I mean respect. And it was always fun to tease the more curious ones by precariously dangling it in front of them when they were sitting on the bench in the locker room. Sometimes I would stand right in front of their faces and have a casual conversation. It was obvious they were nervous but then they would just pretty much have a conversation with me while looking at my cock when they were finally comfortable with the fact that I didn't care. Actually of course I liked it and would make the assholes of the team nervous with my audacity when I would slap them with it. It was all fun and games of course, but, it was a way of letting your buddies know who was in charge. There were a few other guys on the team that were bigger than me and I showed them so much respect that I actually, or should I say eventually, got on my knees and sucked them. More on that latter.
Saw this super ripped army guy at the pool today and we struck up a conversation about random shit. I was keeping the straight-guy side of my brain open as we were chatting because I didn't get the "you wanna mess around" vibe from this guy at all. But mainly I just wanted to look at him because he was hot and in the Air Force no less. Wanted to show him my appreciation for all he has done for our country by keeping him company. He started the conversation by saying, "I am gonna lay out by you buddy is that ok?" I said sure. He said, "I don't want all the girls to think I am a lone loser at the pool checking them out and if we play it like buds we might both get laid." I laughed because I thought that was the funniest and corniest thing I heard in a long time. I made him laugh when I said, "Of course well get laid. I've already screwed them all." I lied of course but he didn't know any better, but I did know all the girls there and I had done some of them. But I was more interested in him anyway. So he took his cargo shorts off and had those long mesh workout gym shorts with under armor compression liners underneath and he was sporting a 10 pack. (To be continued)
So you have seen these things called a fleshlight right? Well one of our best customers sent us one through the websites gifting service. I was a little happy when it came the other day. Not only was Brent out of town but I didn't feel much like going out to get my dick sucked by some random person because I just did not want to make the effort. You know how that effort can be sometimes...and probably it would have been cool but then I would have had to deal with all the stuff that comes with it. So needless to say this fleshlight thing was intriguing because it felt awesome when I fingered the flesh-like part of the mouth and I was ready to see if it felt like a real mouth. I decided to read the directions and the online suggestions. Really glad I did too. So it was a little work in the beginning because you have to soak the sleeve in hot water for about 15 minutes so it can be "mouth" temperature. So I boiled the water and soaked the sleeve as I got some hot porn going and searched for the water based lube. I got it all going and got super-hard and lubed up the mouth of the sleeve and my pole of course. When I slid my cock in this thing it was awesome. It felt like a mouth but a mouth you can just completely control. Needless to say I came in about five minutes. It was too good and you didn't have to talk to it (lol). I was impressed and I think I will probably need a new one after a few months cause I will probably wear it out. I tend to like it deeper than most guys will go and this thing does not complain about that either. Of course nothing beats the real thing but this is as close as you get to an anonymous blow job. Great toy! We can bring out in private for you if you want.
The guy that had just come in didn’t seem to mind as he was immediately stroking the guys dick that was sucking mine. I was trying to get my dick back from the dick-sucker but he was too engulfed in his ecstasy to let even a drop be wasted. I figured I wouldn’t be able to just pull up my running shorts and jet until he was done with me so I relented. As he was getting close himself the third guy was just getting started as he whipped out his big uncut German dick. I was thinking how awesome Germany was and I had just arrived.
And I had been welcomed with…er well open mouths! Finally both of the guys moved on to each other and I was able to get my dick back and put it in my black shorts. I was going to just run out of the restroom but I noticed drops of cum on the front of my shorts. I went to the sink and started to wash the front by splashing some water on the front. I could see the two hot Germans still having fun through the mirror. I gave them a thumbs up and went out of the restroom. As I was leaving I noticed a a woman with a stroller waiting for one of those two guys in there. She asked me a question in German and I made a gesture with a shrug of my shoulders and took off running into the park. You got to love horny guys!
He looked like he was too ok with this whole situation to be out for some arrest sting. So I let him stroke my cock for a few strokes and as usual I was hard as a rock in seconds. He smiled again and this time he looked really happy. I thought I was in for a nice hand-job or something like that but to my amazement he went down to his knees and started to suck my cock. It felt too good and he looked too good engulfing my dick all the way to my ball sac for me to even resist…if I even could resist. He said in broken English that he liked a sweaty man and continued to suck furiously. I was getting close to cumming so I told him I was close and instead of stopping he kept it up even faster. I could not let him down because he seemed like he really wanted it. So I decided to let it fly. Except as I was about to blow my load someone else walked in and I tried to pull away so I could hide myself but the guy was not having any of it. He was not letting go of my dick. So I just let it out and filled his mouth with a huge load of cum. (To be continued)
I went into the restroom all sweaty and in running gear. I did not feel horny but rather alive with the rush of blood and the oxygen flowing through me. I was so sweaty and out of breath when I pulled up to the long urinal which aren’t common in the states. I was so out of it that I didn’t notice that a guy at the end of the urinal was watching me. As I realized I was being watched I looked over at this guy who looked like a dark-headed version of Daniel Craig. I then noticed that he was not using the restroom but was stroking his huge uncut dick. When I looked up from his cock to his eyes he gave me a sly little smile. After this happening to me my whole life I realized that I could go from un-horny to horny in a matter of a look. I smile as I am shaking my own dick and he side steps over toward me without ever putting his dick away. I thought I was imaging the incident and a wave of fear came over me as he reached out and started stroking my dick. I didn’t know if this was common in Berlin or if it was a sting or what. But I just went with it.
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Berlin Urinal (Part 1)
I went for a run in the park near my hotel in Berlin Germany. I was so out of it from traveling in a crappy train all night from Munich that the only way to erase the funk was to sweat it out. I had to get drunk on that train in order to even think of sleeping. 6 people in a cramped sleeper. Our beds were boards covered by felt basically. So I got everyone trashed so they would all go to sleep and leave me alone. Now there I was running in the beautiful streets of this amazing city after a horrible night and I could feel that my body had started to come to life. The further I ran the better I felt. There is something about a running high that is better than drugs. I try to do that whenever I go to a new city so I can get my bearings on how a city is laid out. I ran past the Jewish Memorial and many other monuments and statues. I never knew that Berlin was such a clean and sexy city. What struck me was how quiet and peaceful the city was even though it was rush hour traffic. But I had kept pushing myself because I wanted to see more of the city. I was drenched and on a physical high at the time when I spotted a public restroom that looked like a monument. I had to use it bad anyway and I wasn't thinking about anything sexual at the time. (To be continued)
Brent gets cruised all of the time because of his rugged good looks and his hot ass and big-dick. He doesn’t always notice that people are trying to pick him up. But it cracks me up when I see from the outside looking in and the lengths people will go to make an impression on him. Trust me Brent likes to be watched and because of that he is oblivious to his surroundings. Most times I have to point out hot people on the street or he will never notice. Now the gay guys you can tell pretty quick if they are into him because they make no effort to hide the fact that they are raping him with their eyes. It is the straight guys that really intrigue me because they aren’t sure of what they are doing. Usually if we are hanging out together people will usually look from afar. But, when he is alone and I come up from doing something there is always a curious straight guy that is compelled to talk to him or have some sort of interaction with him. I am not sure if they are even aware that they are attracted to Brent but they cannot help but engage him. Most of the time they are married or with a girlfriend, but, I can tell that there is an attraction to him and they can’t quite put their finger on why. That is why our site is so awesome because guys that want to experiment can do it safely and freely. Regardless of whether they would classify themselves as one thing or the other doesn’t matter because they are not accessing anything that wasn’t inside of them already. Got love it.
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My dominator David leaned into the trunk where I was and without taking his eyes off of mine began to attach nipple clamps to my exposed chest. To my surprise I had never even thought of my nips as a place that could bring such pain and eventually pleasure. The nipple clamps sent a shot of sensation that went straight to my cock. My spandex was being pushed to the limits and one of the other guys on the team decided he was going to take a whack at my hard cock by flicking it. This did not go over too well with David who decided that his actions were unacceptable. Like the ring leader in any gang the poor bastard got his balls slapped hard. David said, “Did I tell you that you could touch his cock?” He said in pain, “No.” David told him to get in his car and for all of the guys to follow him to an already agreed upon location apparently. So as the guys all scrambled for their cars David peered at me from the trunk smiled slyly and twisted the nipple clamps slightly. I could tell my bondage was bringing him much joy. He shut the trunk and off we went into one of the hottest and longest nights of my life. I didn’t know it yet but my sexual identity was being formed in those very moments.
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Joby's swim team hazing (continued):
Not only was David controlling my future in high-school, but he was controlling me physically that night. They yanked at me and drug me from my home as I tried to struggle less and less. As the chains on my feet were clanging on the ground I could just make out my Mom smiling through the second story window. Apparently she was in on their ambush. David not only inserted his way into my world but also into my families. I wanted to say, “What do you think of this one I brought home to you Mom?” She of course was only thinking that boys will be boys. All of these lithe men were stuffing me into the trunk of David’s Mustang and I could feel them poking at my dick and saying things like, “This one thinks he is a big dick fucker doesn’t he” and “Ohhh look how he squirms when you poke his pucker!” and “Yeah..he likes it when you play with his ass…we have a live one here.” By then I had moved the blindfold so I could see a little. One of the guys said “Well lets take this little bitch-boy for a ride.” David interrupted and said, “Not yet. Not until I give him a reminder of who owns his ass.” He then pulled out a long chain with two clips on each end. He made such a big deal out of it that I wasn’t sure what was going on but all the guys were hollering in anticipation.
Joby's swim team hazing (continued):
David was in control that night. As my new Varsity teammates stood over me he was the de-facto man in charge. He shot me a devious smile and whispered in my ear as he heaved me up from the floor, “Your sorry ass is mine! You will never forget this night ever!” I was loving the excitement those words gave me. I don’t know if it was because of the power he had when he spoke them or the smell of him as his face brushed roughly by mine. He smelled like a mixture of man-sweat and musk. It was the smell of a man who knows that his force is derived from deep inside and that the power he has comes from his cock. He knows men want him, women want him, and both want to worship him. I let him be the master of my supposed “torture” but secretly I knew it was the only safe way he could express his need to love another man. So I knew that I would pretend to hate every second of my hazing full knowing that this was his way of penetrating me. It was his way of making me feel him deep. He was so drunk on his need to get into me that he orchestrated my ascent to the Varsity Swim Team just so he could be in that moment my Master and the only person to directly control my future.
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