Brad never looked forward to coming for the holiday break, but his family always expected him to be there for Christmas. Since moving away to college Brad had gained such a sense of liberty and freedom, and it was hard to give that up when under the roof of his parents. Brad had just acknowledged that he was gay, and he feared that under the rigid standards his parents set up they would never accept him if they knew. Regardless Brad packed his bags and headed home for the holidays.

The constant nagging of Brad’s mother was too much for him to handle, and Brad found himself returning to the gym he had frequented when he was in high school to escape his mom. Since taking an interest in working out back in high school, Brad had built his body to become quite impressive. His bulging muscles combined with those boyish good looks, short brown hair, and cute dimples to create the dream boy. Brad’s body was like one of those sculptures of a Greek god, and by far his most impressive feature was his gigantic bubble butt. The two meaty globes were like to buttery stacks of pancakes waiting for someone to plough right in.

Brad returned home from the gym one night to find that the place was deserted. Brad was wrong though as he passed by the living room to find his dad watching the TV.

“Where is everyone?” asked Brad

“Oh, Hey, they all went out to get in some last minute shopping.” replied his dad.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a fascination with the male body. I think back to times when I was a child, and I remember fantasising about being with naked men. I didn’t really know what it meant then, but of course, I do now.

Part of this fantasy was an obsession with my dad. When I was a young kid he’d be the one to bathe me and generally take care of me, (Mum was a workaholic and never home much). Dad on the other hand was a part time contractor for a constructing consulting firm. He had a pretty large build, all hard and muscly with a smattering of hair all over his body. Everywhere he went he turned heads. Even though both Mom and Dad worked, and we were reasonably well off, my parents decided to stay in the apartment they had bought when I was born. At that time, my Dad was only 20, and my Mom 19, and they didn’t have much money. Our home had only a single bathroom and two bedrooms with a tiny kitchen and lounge room. It was enough for us however, and especially good for me, as I was to find out.

I remember the first time I moved from having baths to showers, it was Dad who jumped in with me. I remember even at the age of 6 being fascinated with his dick. It was huge, to my childhood eyes; hanging down past his nut sack and as thick as a cucumber. When Dad turned the shower head onto me for the first time, I was pretty scared for some reason and I wrapped my arms around Dad’s legs and started to tear up. My shoulder came into contact with his dick, and with my head against his hard stomach I squeezed as hard as I could. Dad started to laugh and squatted down on the tiles after shifting the shower head. He took me in his arms and gave me a bear hug. I lifted my legs off the tiles and wrapped them around his waist as he lifted me up. I remember the feeling of my little cock as it rubbed and bumped against his hard abs as he jiggled me up and down. “Come on, Tyler,” he said, “it’s not that bad.”

I had decided to take most of the summer off from work but money became tight so i had to rethink my plans. I was 20 years old still living with my parents and planning to start my career after the summer but for now i got some casual work with James, one of our neighbours. He was in his 60’s but always on the go and still in good shape. He wasn’t married, in fact i had never seen any women at his house.

Over the first few weeks working i got to know more about him and thought he was a pretty cool guy for his age. At lunch he thought nothing of reading some porn mags in front of me, and on several occasions I could see the bulge in his pants. I used to look forward to lunchtimes hoping to get a look at his package. One day he passed me some mags to flick through. There was some pretty hardcore stuff showing men and women in all sorts of acts. I could see why he got hard everyday. He teased me about getting a hard on and over the next few days i got to the stage where i wouldn’t try to hide it.

Pay day came and I waited for him to get back from the bank. He arrived, handed me my packet, “Had a little bonus for you this week, but don’t think I’ll give now.”

“Why not?” I didn’t immediately understand; then I saw the look on his face.

“You had so much pleasure from my magazines you should be paying me.”

“You bastard,” I laughed and ran after him in a joking way; we where in some woman’s garden, she had gone out so it was okay to muck around. He stopped, looked at me then shoved some money into his pants.

I was in one of those horny moods and needed a release by way of some hot man sex and the all male steam and sauna in the city was beckoning. I am middle-aged but still fit and toned for my age and as I’ve got older I’ve acquired a taste for cock – good hard cock – and love to suck it and be sucked off in return and this was exactly what I needed today. So naked except for the obligatory towel and all boned up I headed straight for the steam room my favourite area to cruise for cock.

Hanging my towel on one of the hook and naked entered the long dark room and made my way to the back and noticed I was the only guy in their so I hopped up on the upper bench and sat back and began to slowly strop up my cock to its full five and a half inches until it was throbbing in my hand as I rolled my smoothly shaved nuts in my other hand waiting for a guy or guys to enter and hopefully join in.

I didnt have to wait long when a rather large guy came in and headed toward me – it was too dark to see what he looked like and as he stood in front of me he reached out and wrapped his big hand around my hard cock and slowly wanked it up and down as his other hand felt up my balls – whilst I may be on the small size cock wise I do have a decent set of balls – I leant forward and reached for his cock and noticed he was grossly overweight with a huge guts but nevertheless I checked out his cock which was half hard and not as big as mine – another guy had entered and the guy stroking my cock let go of it and quickly left s the new guy headed my way.

Geoffrey pressed his ear to Peter’s bedroom door. He could hear the shower running in Peter’s private bathroom. He stood like that for several minutes listening to be certain that Peter was in the shower. Once he felt certain that Peter would not come out Geoffrey placed is white-gloved hand on the doorknob and turned slowly. The door eased open and Geoffrey crept silently into the room closing the door quietly behind him. Geoffrey tiptoed across the darkened room, his wing tips squeaking slightly as he did.

Geoffrey was barely visible in the room with his deep chocolate complexion and is deep black butlers uniform he blended right into the darkness. The white of his shirt and his white gloves seemed to be traveling through the air on their own. A small crack of light shone under the bathroom door. Geoffrey was cursing his luck as he made his way through the room. He had hoped to take care of this matter earlier in the day while Peter was in classes at the local university. However, Peter chose today to stay home and cut all his classes.

It made Geoffrey mad to think of just how spoiled Peter was, or rather Master Peter as he was forced to call the spoiled eighteen-year-old brat. Peter didn’t care about an education but his father told Peter that if he opted not to go to college he would have to get a job and there was no way Peter was going to do that so he signed up as a communications major. But he only went to classes when felt like it and today he did not feel like going. Therefore Geoffrey was unable to sneak into the youth’s room and replace the money he had taken.