Dave's Handyman - Part 1

DAVE'S HANDYMAN

A STORY BY CATMAN

PART 1 of 3

Of all of my Fraternity brothers, two years after college, Dave was the only one I still kept in regular contact with.   He was also my only gay friend at school.   I had more than my share of tricks during those four years, but Dave was my only platonic gay friend.   After graduating we kept in contact with constant e-mails and occasional phone calls.  I took a teaching job back home in Ohio.  Dave took a public relations job in Florida, so that he could renovate a small country house that he had inherited from his grandparents.  In one of our calls, Dave convinced me to fly down to Florida to spend a few weeks with him during the Summer.

It was great to see Dave again.  It was a late night arrival at the airport and an hour long drive to his place.  In the car he told me, "I've got good news and bad.   I got a big promotion two days ago!  Unfortunately, I won't be able to take any extra time off to spend with you.  I need to jump on getting up to speed on my new position.   I guess you are going to have to find ways to entertain yourself."

I said, "Don't worry Dave,  after the Winter I just went through, I just need some time to thaw out!  We'll have time together nights and the weekends."

We arrived at the house and he gave me a tour.  The renovations were almost complete and it was a first rate job.  Dave showed me to one of the empty bedrooms where I would sleep.  "This will be your room, Dan is just across the hall.  Oh, I forgot to tell you about him.  He's my handy man who is helping me with the house.  He is staying here for the duration of the renovations.  I guess you will meet him tomorrow."

Dave and I were both really tired, so we called it a night.  I woke in the morning and put on my bathrobe.  Dave was in the kitchen, dressed and ready for work.  He rushed out the door with his coffee and I poured myself a mug and sat down.  A few minutes later, "Handyman Dan' made his way to the kitchen.  He was wearing flimsy pajama bottoms which were tented by his 'morning wood'!

He turned to me, with his concealed dick pointing at me and said, "Ya must be the friend I've been hearing bout.  Don't mind me.  I'll be around all week to finish some of the projects.  Mostly outdoors near the pool.  Looks like a nice day, so if ya wanna catch a little sun, I'll do my best to not disturb ya."

Then he walked away.  Dan was a good looking guy in his late twenties.  Nice body, the kind that comes from hard work instead of a gym.

Obviously, one of his best attributes was a substantially large dick.  From his demeanor, I assumed that he was 'straight'.

Catching some sun sounded like a good idea.  I topped off my coffee and went to my room to finish unpacking my luggage.   That is when I realized, that I totally forgot to pack anything but a small French cut bikini swimsuit.  Taking my robe off, I slipped it on.   It barely covered me!

I decided, what the hell, Dan probably wouldn't even notice.

With a large towel and sun tan oil I found in the bathroom, I walked out and jumped in the pool. As I was swimming laps, Dan arrived wearing jeans and a tool belt, NO SHIRT. 

He set up a ladder next to the house to do some repairs on the gutters.  My dick had gone totally hard just watching him and that little swimsuit couldn't contain it!.  When he had his back to me, I dashed out of the pool and dove face down onto a lounge chair.   After several minutes, Dan climbed down the ladder and said, "Jeez, you are really white.  Ya want me to do that oil on ya?  Ya don't wanna burn yer first day here."

Before I could respond, he was lathering my body with oil.  Not sure what his reaction would be, I panicked, at first, when he said, "Turn over and I'll do the rest of ya."  

When he insisted, I rolled over on my back, my hard dick was sticking out of the top of my swimsuit.  Despite the fact that his own monster cock was now growing hard as it snaked down the left pant leg of his jeans, he said, "Whoa Dude!   Yer hard!   Yer got a boner!  Yer little suit is only covering yer balls.  Ya might as well not be wearing anything!"

I agreed and I think I shocked him when I pulled off my swimsuit.  He handed me the tanning oil and said, "Maybe ya should finish this yourself!"

Before walking away to work in the front of the house, he said, "Nice dick!"

Maybe Dan wasn't as straight as I first thought!

Barefoot, a young sexual experience - Helping Hand

Barefoot, a young sexual experiences

Helping Hand

They call me Barefoot.  I was born and raised in the San Juan Islands.  I hated to wear shoes, so I went barefoot.  My parents called me ‘Barefoot’ and the name stuck.  My real name is Juan.

I love the water and spent most of my life either in or on the water.  I now own a 23’ sailboat.  She is beautiful with a built in cabin so I can take overnight trips.

I now live in my sailboat and I take guys on overnight trips for good food, good scenery, and good sex. 

Business was good, too good.  I need help and advertised for deck hands.  The first to apply and get hired was Rob.  Like me he wore only tight fitting swimwear that enhanced his body and package.  He was a good looking guy and was great down in the galley making meals. 

He told me during the interview session, that I needed to taste his Italian sausage.  He headed down to the galley and rang the dinner bell when he said the meal was ready.

I entered the galley was surprised to see his Italian sausage.  It was larger than the bun.  I quickly removed the bread and took his sausage in my mouth.  I sucked on it for a while enjoying its size and thickness.  I found out later than his Dad was Italian, and his Mom was from France. 

He stopped me from sucking and said to make room for dessert.  He turned to the counter and turned around holding a luscious lemon cake.  His cock was laying on top of the icing on the cake.  I picked up his cock and some icing remained on the underside of his cock.  It added the right sweet taste to his cock.  I sucking but this time, I kept sucking until he came.  His cum was as sweet as the icing.  I hired him immediately after milking his remaining drops of cum from his cock.

The remaining guy was a customer who enjoyed the excursion and wanted to do it more often.  I hired Matt as the first mate.  He wore a sailor outfit of shirt and sailor hat.  His pants were off most of the times which was fine with me and my customers. 

He had the nicest ass and a cock which stood at the ready for my attention or the customers.  Although he loved to be sucked, his ass was always available for a stiff cock.  As my first mate, he was always at the ready to do whatever I wanted.  

Matt saw to the customer needs and also my needs.  I woke many mornings with a stiff cock poking up the sheet.  His mouth would lubed my cock, licking and sucking on it and my balls.  When I was properly lubed, he would ease his ass down onto my cock.  I would lay there as he rode my cock and satisfy my needs.

Like I said before, business was good, and now I had my crew.  Together we set sail for adventure.

IT'S ALL ON CAMERA! GOTCHA! - Part 2

IT'S ALL ON CAMERA! GOTCHA!   

A Story by CATMAN

Part 2 of 2

 My plan was to teach Jeff a lesson about being a bully and about his homophobia.  It would take a little conniving but It was late, so I decided it could wait till tomorrow. 

During my lunch break, I called Jeff's house and talked to his mother, "Hello, Mrs. Ziegler, this is Tim Martin, I'm at work and only have a minute.  I think I might have a 'job' Jeff can do.  Could you tell him to meet me at my parent's house tonight at 6pm?  Thanks, it was nice talking to you too."

On my way home, I stopped off and picked up some beer.  I was sure that it would be the drink of choice for a cretin like Jeff.  I thought it might further my plan to ply him with beer.

Just before 6pm, I stripped naked and waited for my prey.  When I answered the door, Jeff looked at me and said, "WHAT THE FUCK?  Where's your clothes?"

"Oh, just heading out to the pool for a swim.  Come on in.  Want a beer?"  (That was a dumb question, because I was pretty sure he already had drunk a few.)

I led the way to the kitchen and grabbed a six pack from the fridge.  Jeff followed me out to the pool.  I dove in and he slouched in a chair guzzling the beer.  He watched me swim and I swear it looked like the front of his jeans was beginning to tent.  The jerk was getting a hard on!  After several minutes, I climbed out of the water and stood near Jeff to dry off.

Finishing off another beer,  he asked, "So when are you going to tell me about the job?  What kind of a job is it?"

"Well, actually it's a "blow job"! You owe me one, and I plan to collect!"

Jeff jumped to his feet!  "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!  WHAT KIND OF SHIT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL?"

"Oh, just a little blackmail.   You see, if you look around, you'll notice some cameras.  I have a really clear recording on my computer of you last night:  swimming naked in our pool, playing with your dick before I found you, getting a boner looking at me.   I was thinking, maybe Karen would like to see a copy of that recording.  She'd probably get really jealous that someone other than her was allowed to suck your dick.  She might even leave you, or maybe tell all of your macho buddies.  So, what do you say?  Do I get a blow job or should I invite Karen over for a little talk?"

"NO, NO, DON'T DO THAT!  YOU WIN!  JUST DON'T CUM IN MY MOUTH!

Frankly, I was shocked that he gave up so easily.  And when I shoved my cock in his mouth, he did a surprisingly good job.  It made me wonder if he'd ever done this before with some of his ass hole friends.  I fucked his mouth for 10 minutes and shot  a big load all over his face.

The dumb fuck didn't realize I had captured this on my computer too!  The cameras were still running. 

I gave him my towel to clean off his face and said, “Jeff, for years, you have been bullying people to get your own way.  Now you know how it feels and maybe you'll think twice before you do it again.  You might also want to stop referring to people as "Cock Suckers” because turns out you're one too!"

IT'S ALL ON CAMERA! GOTCHA! - Part 1

IT'S ALL ON CAMERA! GOTCHA!

A STORY BY CATMAN

Part 1 of 2

 

Something was wrong!    I noticed that there were things that were out of place.  I am a creature of habit and always put everything in the same place.   I kept arriving home and finding things moved on our deck and by the pool.   When I expressed my concerns to a good friend, he said that maybe he could help.   Frankie is one of those geek tech guys!

He spent an entire afternoon installing spy cameras and set up a program on my computer to capture the images.  The cameras were all motion activated.   If someone was invading our space, I would be able to see or record it.   I was already "spooked" about house-sitting  for my folks all Summer while they were in Europe.   There had already been a lot of reports of vandalism in the area.

One night, I arrived home very late and stripped down for bed.  There hadn't been any camera activity to this point, but something told me to check the computer.  The cameras in the back yard were capturing someone who was in our swimming pool.  I took my Dad's pistol for protection and went outside on the deck without giving any thought to the fact that I was naked.

He hollered out, "DAMN DUDE! DON'T SHOOT!" 

I was shocked that it was Jeff, our redneck neighbor, and even more shocked, that he also was totally naked!   "WHAT THE FUCK, JEFF?   What are you doing here?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean any harm.  I knew your folks were gone and I've been climbing over the fence to use the pool just to cool off.  It's been so fucking hot this Summer.    I didn't think your Dad would mind.   It's the only  break I get from my old lady.  Karen's been on the rag for weeks!"

 Suddenly, I was very much aware that I was standing there naked!   Both Jeff and I were staring at each other's naked bodies.  Like myself, he's a twenty something fit guy with a big fat dick.      

It surprised me to see his dick was starting to plump up, and mine was beginning to respond too.  I jumped into the pool to cover up for my growing erection.  Jeff slipped back into the water at the same time.  It could have been an awkward moment, but not for Jeff,  he barked at me,  "My dick is hard.    Do you want to do something about it?"

I waded through the water and grabbed his cock, "Climb back up on the side of the pool and I will show you how I help my friends when they have that problem."

Standing in waist deep water, I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck!   Jeff must have been extremely horny because I barely got started when he served me his load!

"Sorry, Dude!  Other than jacking off, that's the first time I've had sex in weeks!"   He got up and was starting to walk away.  I stopped him before he could climb back over the fence.

"Stop right where you are Jeff!!!   Get your fucking ass back here!  Blow jobs ain't free!  They come with a price!  My dick is still hard and you are going to have to do something about it!"

Jeff turned and raised his middle finger at me,  "FUCK YOU!,  cock sucker!  I'm not going to touch your faggot dick"  Then he was gone!

I thought, same old ass hole Jeff!  We had attended the same high school years ago.  He was the school bully!  He picked on everyone, except for a few select buddies on the football team.   He goofed off all through school, got his girlfriend pregnant and had to marry her.  He could never seem to keep a job and had to move back in with his parents next door.   His daughter is a spoiled brat and Karen is a jealous bitch. 

Despite being a giant prick, there was something about him that really turned me on.  Always did!   Wow! and I just got to suck his dick after all of these years.  Suddenly, it dawned on me that I had him naked on my laptop!  My own personal porn film!   And I made a plan!

Shower Jack Off

Shower Jack Off

I did not realize he was following me.  I spotted him sitting in the whirlpool when I headed to the showers.  He was still sitting there when I headed to my locker.  I unlocked my locker and started to dry off.  That is when I felt his eyes staring at me.  I grabbed a pair of bikini briefs and was pulling them on when I glanced over and saw him drying off.  Every once in a while he flashed his hard cock, as he toweled off. 

I decided to give him a real show.  If he wanted to see me naked, I was determined to give him a show.  I removed my briefs and reached in my gym bag for a bottle of skin cream.  I applied some cream to my cock and balls.  I made sure I took my time and covered every inch.  I pulled on my cock and made sure it was covered with cream.  My cock got semi hard.

He was staring now, with his mouth dropped open.  There were other guys walking around the locker room, so he wrapped his towel around his waist and headed to the showers. I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist and followed him into the back shower room.  There was no one in this section. 
   

We removed our towels and went to opposite ends of the shower.  We both lather up and his cock was hard and sticking straight out.  After a few strokes to my cock, it stood straight up as well.  We kept a look down the hall way for anyone approaching.  So far it was clear.

I started to jack off.  He looked shocked that this was really happening.  He stared with his mouth open, holding his cock in his hand.  My balls tightened upwards as I felt myself getting closer to cumming.

I felt myself getting ready to cum and nothing could stop me.  I pointed my cock at him and let loose with my load.  It erupted with cum.  He watched as I shot my load.  I milked the last drops of cum.  Now it was his turn.

He stood sideways and jacked off.  His cock grew larger as he stroked it.  His balls rose into his scrotum.  His cock head got bigger and I knew it was time.  He let fly with his load.  It shot out and then dropped to the shower floor.  It was my turn to watch with my mouth open.  It was an awesome sight.

I rinsed off and left him in the shower and headed back to the lockers.    

LIVING NAKED - STILL NAKED1

LIVING NAKED - STILL NAKED!

THE STORY CONTINUES BY CATMAN

Living out my young life at the beach house was the absolute best!   It continued to satisfy my nudist lifestyle.   I loved getting out of bed completely naked and spending my entire day free of the confines of clothes.   Without neighbors in the vicinity, I could enjoy (or sometimes share) my private little nude beach.  Photography and my art were still my passions.

Friends would drop by to use the beach, or to socialize in my home.   Usually, it was just all about being casually naked together.  We were, just a bunch of like-minded guys hanging out in the nude.  As an artist and photographer, I appreciate the ascetics of the human form.   At other times, it would evolve into some kind of sex.   We never planned it, but there were spontaneous jerk off sessions or something akin to an "orgy'.  

After I got involved with my grocery delivery man, Joey, my life started to evolve in different directions.  Joey always seemed to show up with nothing other  than 'sex' on his mind!  As a photographer, I had filled multiple memory cards on my camera of my new friend.   He readily posed for my many sketches and paintings.  Most of the posing sessions evolved into fantastic sex between us.   I had a whole lot of unfinished stuff, just because.....well, you know what I am talking about.  

Despite the fact that Joey had become my "main squeeze" without a commitment,  I was still infatuated with the nude jogger on my beach.  Day, after day, I stood naked on my deck, at the same time each morning, to see him jog along the shoreline.   He would always slow up and wave as he ran passed.

Then one morning, I woke and the sky was extremely overcast with dark clouds.  I figured my jogger buddy would forgo his run.  As I stood just inside of my doors to the outside deck, I saw him in the distance.  When he was about a hundred yards away, thunder crashed and lightning ran across the sky!  Immediately, the rain came down!  I ran out onto my deck and frantically motioned for him to come inside.  He ran up onto my deck and ducked into my door.  I gave him a towel to dry off and we actually met for the first time.

His name was "Marty"!   Two naked guys, we stood close together by the door looking out at the nasty weather.  Day after day, I had seen his nude body as he jogged on the beach.  Now, standing next to him, I felt my dick getting hard.  I looked down to see that his already was standing at attention!  I reached over and touched him.  That was all it took!    Suddenly, we were all over each other and took it to the floor.

With the occasional lightening and thunder all around us, nature couldn't match the bombastic gyrations of me and my new friend, Marty,  We kissed, licked, sucked and fucked!   It was just as intense as the forces of the outside weather!   Marty delivered a giant blast up my ass just as the weather outside was coming to a halt .  He stayed long enough to suck me off.  I rewarded him with a mouthfull of cum. 

When I told Joey about Marty, he acted really jealous.  Later, when he got over himself, he wanted to know all of the details about what happened that morning.  Joey stroked his cock while I recited, in long detail, all about my sexual encounter with Marty.  He shot off all over his stomach and chest, just as my story ended.  I cleaned him up with my tongue, then suggested that maybe, one day, we could have a three-way with the jogger.

Who knows?  Maybe.....

Professor Miller - Part 2

PROFESSOR MILLER

A STORY BY CATMAN AND JAY

Part 2 of 2

We stood in front of Doug’s bed.  He smiled and said, “Now it is your turn.”  Where the car was an aggressive sexual experience, he gently laid me on the bed.  He started at my toes and sucked on my big toe.  I never had that done to me before.  His tongue and lips excited me as they made oral love to me.

From my toe, he moved up my legs.  Stopping to caress and kiss his journey to my cock and balls.  My cock was hard in anticipation of the arrival of his mouth.

He arrived at my balls and nudged them with his tongue.  He swirled his tongue around and gently took them both in his mouth and sucked on them.  I placed my hands on his head and held him in position to keep him licking my balls.

He released my balls and moved to my cock.  Where he was aggressive in the car, he was slow and gentle with my cock.  He took his time licking around my mushroom head of my cock.  He paid more attention to the tip of my cock.  The more his tongue licked at my cockhead, the more I desired to fuck him.

He finally moved up to my lips and we kissed.  He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed some lube.  Before I knew it, he had lubed up my cock and his ass.  I had entered his asshole with no effort on my part and he was riding my cock.  Slow and steady at first, then faster.  His lips never left mine. 

I tingled from head to toes.  I felt alive.  Doug sat up and rode my cock as he stroked his massive cock.  He let out a grunt and cum shot out and landed high on my chest.  He kept shooting and I was now ready myself.  My cock exploded with cum.  As he finished cumming, his lips pressed against mine.  I tried to catch my breath as we kissed.

We laid there in each other arms.  I was exhausted.  I dozed off to sleep.  A few hours later I awoke.  The room was totally dark.  At first I did not know where I was.  Then I heard a laugh as Doug started to kiss me once again.