Completely Naked

Starbucks Blow and Go

He was sitting next to his girlfriend on the subway tonight. I know they were together because they held hands and she looked at him with puppy eyes. I noticed him right away as the train pulled up. I entered the car and found a spot where I could get a better look at him. He noticed me and stared back just a second longer than he should have. My gaydar went off the chart.

I pulled out my blackberry as if I were going to read it and looked at him again. He looked back, again with a long stair, shifted his eyes back and forth and then focused on his girl to see if she noticed what he had done.

I repositioned myself so that his reflection was in the window. He didn’t notice that I could see him. He directed his attention at me, staring intently. I grabbed my crotch and played with it just a little and he looked down at it. That was my confirmation. He was definitely interested. I quickly looked his way and he immediately broke his stare. He was hard. I could see the bulge in his jeans.

He was in his late twenties with a thin, student type, non-worked out body, but stunning face. He was wearing a tight t-shirt that was to big for him in the arms, a brown leather wristband, baggy energie jeans and his hair was short and black, slightly un-kept and darted toward the front.

The train arrived at my stop. They didn’t move and neither did I. What was I doing? Friends were meeting me for dinner and I was already late. Two stops passed and they finally got off. I followed them – total stalker, I know, don’t hate-male me about it please. They walked hand in hand, up the sidewalk toward an apartment high-rise. He kissed her and they parted, hands touching, arms stretched out until they finally released. What was his deal? If I hadn’t seen him in the subway, I would have mistaken them for a couple deeply in love. She called back to him and he returned to her. They whispered to each other and then, hand in hand, began walking my way.

I ducked in the first doorway I could find. They strolled by and went into a nearby coffee shop. She stood in line and he headed directly for the restroom. I followed. We both got to the door at the same time. He looked at me and smiled nervously. I winked at him, smiled, and opened the door. It was one of those “one-man only” rooms. We both went in. “You’re hot,” was the only thing I could come up with. I have to get better pick-up lines. “So are you,” he responded.

Both of us realized that about 3 minutes could elapse before his girl would notice his absence. We went directly for what each other wanted. He went in to kiss, naïve boy, and I knelt down to unbuttoned his jeans and pull out his cock. He was hard but a little shocked that I just went for it. I pushed his jeans and boxers further down so that I could get a good grip on his balls. With one hand I cupped his balls and pulled hard. With the other I held onto his shaft and went to work sucking and licking this beautiful boys dick. He started to moan and I deepthroated him as far as I could and then, pulled his cock through tight lips. I reached in my pants and stroked my own cock while I continued to blow him. It was over in an instant for him. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He started cumming as I pulled off and stroked the rest out. He motioned for me to stand up. “Jack-off in front of me,” he said. I pushed my pants down further and stroked my cock while he looked on. Within minutes I started cumming. He moved his face down toward my cock and let it hit him in the face. I grabbed the base of my cock and pulled down hard so the second load would shoot higher. It hit him in the face again. He was covered in my cum.

I left the bathroom first.  His girlfriend was outside the door waiting for him and seemed curious as I passed her by.

Vampire, Stalker and the Drunk

Nate, Jeff and Paul showed up at my door, together, at 8pm. There was a crazy ass party going on outside in the Castro. All the streets were closed around us. We were going to have to walk to Noe Valley to get to the party.

Jeff and Paul were in trench coats and looked like flashers. I made them open up and let me see the costumes. Jeff was wearing this and Paul was wearing this. Jeff was not erect yet but had just taken a Viagra and was due to grow within the hour. I was going to wear this but had not yet put it on as we had a little time to kill before walking over.

Nate looked totally hot in his vampire costume. He had it professionally tailored with a long flowing cape that, when opened, created a six foot wingspan that went up, around and over his head. His white shirt open up just enough to show his beautifully and well defined pecs. It was magnificently designed, complete with violet vampire contacts and fangs he had custom made.

I’ve already described what Jeff looks like. Paul is a muscular African-American man whose perfect symmetry flows from his beautiful face to his perfect pecs and abs all the way down to his feet. I have never seen anyone as beautiful as him. He turns the heads of men and women of any sexual orientation. He makes Tyson look revolting.

Paul was freaking out over the fact that he was going to this party with his cock hanging out. He begged me to switch with him. I let him squirm a little but eventually gave in. We switched, I got dressed, or should we say undressed, and we headed out, three guys in trench coats and a vampire.

We arrived at the party, which was held in a large Victorian owned by a couple that knows Jeff somehow. They are the ‘Goth’ type, early twenties and, most likely, living on a trust fund. I don’t really know what their financial story is. I only say trust fund because neither of them work but they own a $4M+ home in one of the hottest neighborhoods in SF.

Most everyone had already arrived. We were fashionably late, as I always like to be at a party like this. I brought a bottle of vodka for us to drink along the way. All three of us needed some courage building juice to help us strip down once we were there. I thought Nate would take a perfect opportunity to laugh at us, but I think he was really turned on by the costumes.

We had built up a LOT of courage and stripped down at the door. My cock had grown hard just at the thought of stripping down. That’s all I usually need, just a thought. The V was working perfectly for Jeff. His cock was standing straight up. Nate was just happy it was we and not he that were forced into exposure.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the hot crowd when we first arrived but want to tell you all about this house, which completely distracted me, before I get into the details of the people.

I thought the place was decorated for Halloween but learned later that it was always that way. It was beautifully and lavishly decorated but just a lot weird for real life. All the walls throughout the house were painted a glossy jet black. This was set against dark gray crown molding. Every few feet or so, up on the crown molding, sat gargoyles of all different types looking down toward the floor. On the walls were large murals of vampires, bats and other beasts in various stages of hunting for blood. Room after room was filled with this stuff. Every piece of furniture was black and not the cheap lacquer black either. I could tell this stuff was incredibly expensive. Later Jeff told me they both slept in coffins. I never got to confirm it, but he swears. So anyway, you get the picture.

I was wrong Monday when I said there would be a variety of costumes. I noticed this right away as we mingled in the crowd. You were either a vampire or an almost naked victim. Everyone was checking out everyone else. I have never seen so many erections in one room.

We mingled for a while, drinking and smoking pot. There was a room with harder favors; coke, crystal and other stuff I didn’t recognize, but the four of us know better than to mess with that shit.

Fondling and groping complimented the mingling and small talk. My cock loved the attention. As the night passed on it got progressively wilder. There was so much sexual energy and stuff going on I’ll never be able to record it all. I stopped in the hallway and saw Jeff over in the corner of the front room talking to this hot muscle bound vampire wearing a cape, boots and nothing else. They started out touching each other’s cocks, comparing them, I think. I watched the action get more intense. They stopped talking and started kissing. He had snatched a real hottie. Soon the cape was off and they were on the couch, hands all over each other. Cock touching cock. Jeff’s muscles flexed and twitched as he played. He was having a good time. I was having a good time watching.

I leaned against the wall and watched them play for a while. I was staring at them so hard I didn’t notice someone watching me. He startled me out of my fixation. “Hot, isn’t it,” he said. I jumped. “Oh sorry. I just couldn’t help but watch you. I love your look, your body, especially your hard cock. You’re a surfer aren’t you?” He didn’t give me a chance to respond. “ Tall, tan, blond guys turn me on.” I gave him my full attention. He was wearing a beautiful blood red costume. His thin, pale and drawn features made him look the part. I looked back at Jeff and his trick. I was a little nervous. Here I was in this little costume, my hard-on exposed. This fully dressed guy was staring at, and complimenting me with great lust.

He reached for my cock. I let him. “My name is Louis,” he whispered in my ear. Oh right, from the movie, I thought to myself. I tried not to let this little lie bother me. In fact it was good to add a dimension of fantasy to this already surreal experience. “Hi, Louis,” I responded. He stroked my cock more. I grabbed his arm as the sensations stirred in my crotch. His arm was thin, but I felt a little muscle definition.

He went down on his knees. I felt his tongue swirl around my cock head as his hands grabbed and pulled on my balls. He licked the base of my cock, moved up my shaft and entered my piss hole with his tongue, swirling it round and round. “That drives me crazy,” I said. He pulled on my balls tighter this time with his fingernails. They were sharp, and pain entered the equation. I gasped and threw my head back hitting it against the wall. He shoved my whole cock in his mouth, tightened his lips and then pulled it out. “Oh fuck. That feels great.”

A guy passed us as he did this and studied us. His cock was growing hard as he watched. I stared right back at him, hard. It was hot that he was watching. It made the pleasure more intense. He smiled, leaned back against the opposite wall and stared at us. Again, Louis pushed my cock in his mouth and pulled it out, this time sucking as hard as he could. Another guy, this time a vampire, passed us. He looked at us for some time and then turned his attention on the guy opposite us, kneeling and taking the guys cock in this mouth.

I watched the guy getting his cock blown while he watched me. Louis deep-throated me, pulling my attention back to him and then pulled my cock out completely. I was in heaven. “Do you like it?” “Yea. That’s hot,” I responded. “Do you want to go in the back,” he said. “No man, I like it in public where others can watch us.

“Take off your clothes,” I said. “What?” “Take off your clothes right here. I want to see you.” I lifted him up and began to unbutton his shirt. He helped and soon stood in front of me naked. I was right. He was thin but tight and defined. This guy’s body had never seen daylight. It was perfect, unblemished and smooth. His cock stuck straight out. I batted it playfully, grabbed his balls and squeezed really hard. “I like it rough, Louis. How about you, Mister Vampire.” He shoved me back against the wall, grabbed my crotch and put his hand over my mouth. “You’re my victim.” He yanked on my balls violently. I held in a yelp for fear of causing a scene beyond what we had already done. He knelt back down and took my cock back in his mouth. His lips wrapped tight around my dick as he pumped my cock. “Fuck, fuck.” Knowing I was getting close, I pulled out, pulled him over toward the couch and threw him down. I heard Jeff say, “Whoa, dude.” The others stopped and looked our way.

I jumped on top of Louis, cock to cock and stuck my tongue down his throat. “You’ve made me hot Louis.” I’m going to fuck you. I started to grind my cock into his. He responded by grinding back. We kissed, tongue to tongue. He pulled out from under me and mounted me from top, grinding his cock into mine. Our cocks were rubbing against each other, precum and spit for lubricant. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he said. “Jared, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” I felt the heat of his load shoot onto my cock and abs. He stopped and got off me.

“Dude, how did you know my name?” “What?” he said. “I never told you my name. How did you know my name?” I thought I had been caught. He had read my blog or something. “That guy over there told me.” He pointed at Jeff. “I was interested in you earlier and he told me your name.” For me the encounter was over. Had this guy been stalking me? I was a little freaked out. “Cool,” I said trying not to let him know how freaked out I was. We parted awkwardly. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. He must have left because I didn’t see him again.

I found Nathan sitting next to another vampire guy, still fully dressed. “Nate, bro what’s up?” “Jared,” he yelled. He was drunk as shit and almost fell over trying to hug me. “You ok bro?” “Yea, Jared. Jared, this is my friend. Um . . . what was your name again.” The guy rolled his eyes and walked off. “Nate, how much have you had to drink?” “Just a few . . .” “Come on man. We need to get you hydrated.” I took him into the kitchen and made him drink two bottles of water. He protested but I wasn’t taking no for an answer. We went back into the room and sat for a while watching what was now an orgy of bodies all over the place.

Nate wasn’t getting any more sober and I needed to get him home. I found Jeff and told him Nate and I were leaving. He had his dick up that guy’s ass, and didn’t leave his stride even when he responded back to me. He would be ready in about five minutes. I left him to get off and went back to retrieve our coats. I never did find Paul but found out later that he hooked up with someone and left earlier.

Jeff and I walked Nate back to my place and then Jeff left us. I made Nate drink more and more water throughout the night. By morning he was completely sober with a much lighter hangover than expected. He thanked me in a very special way this morning.

Lights Out at the Bath House

The Bay Area's only good bathhouse has a lights out party every other Thursday. Being extremely horny after work and needing to get away I decided to go. I've heard it gets really busy late in the evening so I went out to dinner with friends, had a few and then rode a cab over about 11pm.

It's a typical bathhouse with lockers, and rooms size from small to really big with equipment like slings and stuff. I always go for the locker. It's cheap and forces me to have sex in public which is both scary and a major turn-on. As I have said before, I am a closet exhibitionist.

I paid my dues at the door, received my very thin warn white towel and headed for the lockers. Before I even started stripping my clothes off I got a major boner as this really hot strapping, muscular, chocolate black man walked by the locker room. Perfectly defined thick meaty muscles from his head to his toe. He held his towel over his crotch and didn't try to hid anything else. It was hard to tell because I only had seconds to scan his body, but I think he was half hard. He was shaved almost bald and was smooth as silk all over. He smiled a killer white smile to me as he passed by and said "hey". His ass was absolute perfection. Perfectly shaped globes of muscle.

I made my way to the lockers and stripped, still pretty toasted from the drinks earlier. I know this because I didn't think twice about struttin around bare ass naked while everyone else wore towels, my cock in various stages of erection. As I walked around sizing up the patrons and assessing whether I had made the right choice to come here on a weeknight guys kept grabbing at my cock - a lot not so pretty, even troll like. Either I had made the wrong decision or I was way to early for the hot crowd.

I found the silky muscle guy I saw earlier in the weight room doing bench presses, his towel wrapped around his waist. I went in and began working out on the cross-over cables. After several reps, he asked if I could spot him. Of course I said yes and walked over behind the bench, my hard dick now right in his face. He did his set and said thanks. I asked if I could work in and have a spot. He nodded and we switched positions.
His towel hung low and was in my face. I asked if he wouldn't mind taking it off. He complied and revealed a huge low hanging cock. As I did my set, he followed the up and down movement with his entire body. Each time he came down, his cock almost touched my face. It was driving me nuts that I couldn't take it in my mouth right there. My cock was pulsating and twitching. He never said anything about it but I know he noticed because he kept staring at it throughout the workout.

We finished our workout together, doing several sets on several machines. He asked me to hit the showers and I followed with full intentions of helping him get to those hard to reach places.

This guy was extremely muscular and thick and is skin was soft and smooth. As soon as we were in the shower area I made my move to soap him up. I love showering with a guy, rubbing my hands all over his body. He said my cock needed cleaning and knelt down. I put my hands on his shoulders and admired his muscular back as he took my cock in his mouth. He was good, deepthroating me instantly. I massaged his back as far as I could go as he sucked and then moved to his nipples. I whispered in his ear that I liked it rough. He took my cue and, as he sucked , his hand grabbed my nuts and pulled down hard with one hand and shoved a finger of his other hand up my hole without warning. Fuck, it hurt so good. His finger went in and outside my ass. I squeezed his nipples as hard as I could. He spit out my cock, exchanging it for a hand job. Fast motion. Up and down. My ass being ripped by one finger, then two then three. Fuck, fuck. I was getting close and pushed his hands away, grabbed hold of his massive arms, motioning him to stand up again. I told him I wanted to thigh fuck him, knowing how powerful his leg muscles were and how tight it would be. He grabbed my cock and shoved it between his legs. I used more soap to lube up and then, slowly fucked him. It was intense. His muscles more powerful than I imagined. He kept squeezing and flexing. He kissed me. Soft lips, then tongue, then more aggressively. He reached down and tugged on my balls and slapped my ass as I fucked his thighs. "Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming" I shot my load between his thighs. He released and began masterbating. I grabbed his nuts hard and ran my hands over his chest and abs. It wasn't long before he shot his load all over me. We finished our shower, kissed again and then parted ways.

That was it for me.  I had work tomorrow and had to exit.