Mr Swim

I first laid eyes on the deliciously scrumptious Mr Swim at the pool in Covent Garden I go to every Saturday morning for a swim. I had never seen him before but after I had changed and walked out to the pool, I saw Mr Swim standing in his Speedos, about to dive in. He was obviously a very serious swimmer. He had an absolutely gorgeous body and from the quick glimpse I caught, a very nice package!

I had my swim but cut it short when I saw Mr Swim getting out of the pool and going back to the changing room. I definitely couldn’t miss having a good old perve! Unfortunately, Mr Swim had a locker a fair way away from mine so I couldn’t really see anything without being too obvious. But then I saw him go into the showers so I quickly followed him in. Total stalker, I know!

When I walked into the shower I got a great view of his amazing perky butt and throughout the shower I caught sneaky glimpses of him (of course being as subtle as possible) of him lathering up his cock and big balls and his body. There’s just something I find ridiculously hot about watching a guy shower. Maybe it’s the whole rubbing themselves naked thing? Who knows?

After his shower, Mr Swim left.

That night I couldn’t get Mr Swim’s amazingly chiselled abs or his low hanging balls out of my head. I had one of those great wanks that lasted about forty minutes with my dildo thinking about him fucking my ass and me fucking his perky butt. I had such a great orgasm... I came seriously fucking hard and even shot on my chin!

The next week, I went back to the pool at the same time hoping that I would see Mr Swim again. As I had never seen him before I figured it was just a one-off that he was at the pool. Sure enough, I had a very long swim and shower and didn’t lay eyes on him. After my shower, I dropped my towel and started to get dressed when I heard...

“Hey,” a voice said beside me.

It was Mr Swim. I couldn’t believe it. No way was this actually happening. And he was speaking to me?

“Hey,” I spat out. Dammit. I even fucked up saying hello. He just caught me by surprise! I was so nervous and embarrassed. I put on my underwear.

“You were here last week, right?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I replied. Why could I not muster up any sentences with more than one syllable? I was so angry at myself! I couldn’t fuck this up.

“I was hoping I’d see you again,” he said. “You were looking good in the showers.”

I laughed with nervous and embarrassed laughter. It seemed that Mr Swim had been perving me on the sly as well. But how could he be so forward? How did he know I was gay?

“I saw you looking at me too,” he said as though explaining the question I hadn’t even asked.

“Oh,” I said. “Sorry.” I was so embarrassed! But apologising really wasn’t the right thing to do. Usually I’m so calm and collected talking to guys but Mr Swim had caught me completely off-guard and exposed me for being a perve all in a matter of thirty seconds. I was absolutely kicking myself. There was just something about him that made me unable to speak. I’m sure I was bright red with embarrassment.

“Don’t be sorry,” he laughed. “I like being looked at! Plus I was doing the same to you.”

He paused for a second waiting for my reply, which I didn’t give because I couldn’t think of anything to say so he followed with, “are you a professional swimmer?”

“No,” I laughed. “I just love it so I come here every Saturday to do laps. How about you?”

“I used to be,” he said. “But I gave up. I just wasn’t good enough! But I still love it so I keep up with it for fun.”

We chatted for a bit while he got changed into his Speedos (I caught another glorious glimpse of his cock and big balls) before he asked for my number and went off for his swim. I absolutely could not believe what had happened. A random guy who I’d seen once and wanked thinking about just spoke to me and asked for my number. I was waiting to wake up!

I didn’t get a text from Mr Swim that day, or the next day. I didn’t get a text until the evening of the day after that (all the while freaking out that he was just having a joke with himself at my expense or he put the wrong number in his phone or something). When I did finally get a text from him I was relieved. He asked me how I was going and how my day was. We had a nice little text chat but it didn’t seem to lead anywhere. He didn’t reply to my last text.

It was a few more days until I heard from him again but this time he asked me out for a drink! I was so excited I was like a fucking school girl. This whole situation was just too good to be true. I thought it might have just been some huge hoax set up by my friends or something!

The next day I met Mr Swim for a drink. He wasn’t as cute with his clothes on as he was with his clothes off but he was such a nice guy and absolutely hilarious! We didn’t have sex that night, but I didn’t mind because it was literally a dream come true just to have a drink with him! However, we organised to go for another drink the next night.

The next night we drank quite a lot and we ended up back at my place with Mr Swim naked, just the way I liked him! I sucked Mr Swim, Mr Swim sucked me and then he pounded my ass so hard I thought my stomach was going to come out of my mouth. He pounded me for about half an hour, every slam into my asshole driving me closer and closer to cumming.

After we’d both cummed, we collapsed on my bed. I couldn’t quite believe what had just happened. I never, ever thought Mr Swim would actually fuck me! I thought it would just be a dream but seems that dreams really do come true. And my dream came all over me.

Mr Webcam

I’d seen Mr Webcam out quite a few times. He was quite short but very good-looking with piercing blue eyes. I’d never really gotten the opportunity to speak to him but had always wanted to until one Saturday night a few weeks ago. Turns out he was a friend of one of my friends! We didn’t really get a chance to talk as we were on the dancefloor but I managed to get his name.

The next morning I woke up with an insanely bad hangover to find I had a friend request from Mr Webcam! Thank God for Facebook! Of course it is needless to say that I accepted!

Later that day, Mr Webcam popped up on chat and we started talking. Our little chat was initially interrupted by a necessary trip to Tesco (why does everything in London shut so early on Sundays?) but when I got back he was still on Facebook. Mr Webcam was such a nice guy and we had a lot in common. I could really see myself liking him which was rare!

Then Mr Webcam told me he had a boyfriend. I was very disappointed. You know that feeling when your stomach just sinks? I kept talking to him anyways as he was such a nice guy and maybe his relationship was on the rocks!

Mr Webcam then suggested we move the conversation over to Skype. At first I thought it was just going to be a completely innocent webcam date until Mr Webcam’s piercing blue eyes came up on my computer screen without a shirt on. He seemed to actually have a really nice body.

We talked for a bit over Skype (I find it so awkward talking to someone through my computer screen) until he told me he had a hard-on.

“You feel like showing me?” I asked. My heart pounded with adrenaline when I asked. I never did stuff like this! I much preferred real-life sex!

Mr Webcam stood up and took off his pants. He wasn’t lying when he said he had a hard-on. His 17-year-old cock was only about average size but seemed quite thick. The hottest thing was that Mr Webcam had completely shaved pubes. Such a hot look. One look at Mr Webcam’s thick, shaved cock gave me an instant boner.

“Wow,” I said. “Nice cock.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say!

“You wanna show me yours?” he asked. I was nervous. I was always nervous about doing this sort of thing. What if he was going to record it and post it all over the internet?! Nervously, I pointed my Webcam down and pulled out my cock. He made some approving noises and seemed impressed.

We spent the next ten minutes jerking off for each other over Skype and it was good but I couldn’t help but feel funny about it afterwards. I was a big fan of watching other boys cocks over the internet but didn’t really want to parade mine around over Skype!

The next day we spoke some more and we started talking about the movie Basic Instinct. I was shocked when Mr Webcam said he hadn’t seen it! He must have been the only guy in the world who hadn’t seen Sharon Stone’s snatch! Then Mr Webcam suggested he come over the next night with some takeaway and we could watch it together.

He came over about 6:30 the next night with takeaway from Wagamama’s and we watched Basic Instinct. I can never see that movie enough times!

Afterwards he said, “So now what do you want to do?” I definitely knew what I wanted to do! But I said, “I’m not too sure.” I smiled at him.

He came in for a kiss. As hot as he was, I have to say I was pretty disappointed. His sloppy, inexperienced kiss made me think back to my first few kisses when I was fourteen when we didn’t have any idea what the fuck we were doing! When he did move his tongue around in my mouth it would just slowly wipe it around my mouth but most of the time he just sat there with his mouth open making me do all the work! Lazy bastard!

It wasn’t long before I got way too impatient and reached down to take off his pants. It was only then that I remembered, “Wait. Don’t you have a boyfriend?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “But it’s okay... he’ll never know.”

This was the second time I’d helped a guy cheat on his boyfriend! I felt really bad on this guy who I didn’t even know – I would never want a guy I was seeing to cheat on me! But at that point, I was way too horny to think it through. I wanted to see Mr Webcam’s thick, shaven cock in real life! I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was definitely only average but just as thick and just as hairless as it had looked on Skype.

I started sucking away at his cock and licking his also hairless ass. It was easy to get the whole of Mr Webcam’s cock in my mouth as it wasn’t that long and there were no pubes to make things awkward! As I sucked away I wondered whether Mr Webcam was a top or a bottom. I was feeling in the mood for topping and hoped like hell he was a bottom. To find out, I stuck my middle finger in his ass while I was sucking him off. He squirmed and moaned in pleasure when I stuck it in and he didn’t feel too tight so I guessed he was a bottom! I stuck two more fingers in his ass while I was sucking him off and started fingering away.

Then Mr Webcam took off his shirt, took off mine and my pants and started working away at my cock. Again, I was very underwhelmed by this experience. Despite having a boyfriend, Mr Webcam seemed to have absolutely no experience at sucking cock. It seemed like he was sucking dick for the very first time. It was timid, he was gagging all over the place (which really isn’t a turn-on for me) and frankly it really wasn’t pleasurable at all.

I got bored quickly and flipped him onto his hands and knees, grabbed a condom and some lube and got ready to stick it in Mr Webcam. At least when you’re getting fucked there’s not that much that you can do wrong!

I started off by fucking Mr Webcam slow, just to warm him up, but it seemed that he wasn’t going to have any of that! He started fucking himself back on my cock, slamming his butt hard into my hips. It seemed that Mr Webcam was a very vicious bottom! He was also very vocal. He was practically screaming! I have to admit that it kind of scared me.

After a little while of that, I lay down and he mounted me in cowgirl. He put his hands down and started again slamming himself down on my cock. It felt good, but it kind of hurt! I really didn’t see Mr Webcam being so aggressive. I was a little bit freaked out so I jerked him off vigorously until he came and then I forced myself to cum so I could get things over and done with.

Aggressive bottoms are SO hot, but Mr Webcam was far too aggressive for my liking. He definitely just scared the shit out of me!

After he left, I felt so bad on Mr Webcam’s boyfriend for helping Mr Webcam to cheat on him! I would never, ever want someone to do that to me and I vow I will never have sex with a guy in a relationship again. Plus, the sex totally wasn’t even worth it.

Mr Toy

I met Mr Toy at heaven on Friday night. He was blonde, quite slim and very pretty. I first saw Mr Toy at the bar on the main floor and offered to buy his drink. We went to one of the booths and started to chat. He was 21, a student at a local university and had done some modelling. He was a really genuinely nice guy!

We made out in the booth for about an hour and even though I wanted to take him back to my flat so badly, I was with a few of my friends and didn’t want to ditch them so I took his number and went back to my flat.

The next day, I texted him and we arranged to go for dinner on Sunday night. So we went for dinner. It was fun. But I wanted to have sex with him so I invited him back to my flat and he agreed.

When we arrived at my flat, I had a hard-on in my pants in anticipation to have sex with the insanely pretty Mr Toy. When we walked into my bedroom I realised I’d left my dildo which I’d been playing with last night on my desk.

“You have a dildo?” he asked. Of course it had to be the first thing he noticed! “Nice!” He gave me a wink.

I laughed. Even though it was stupid, I was slightly embarrassed that he’d seen my favourite 9” toy!

“I wanna watch you play with it,” he said. I was slightly confused. I didn’t really know what he meant.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I want to watch you fuck yourself with you dildo,” he said. I was kind of confused at the weird suggestion, but also turned on! Who knew that Mr Toy would be a voyeur?

So I got naked, got out my lube and started fingering my hole to warm myself up. He got naked. He was quite slim but had a very defined body and had one of the sexiest six packs I’d ever seen in my life. He had light, trimmed pubes neatly framing his big, swinging uncut cock. It was a very hot sight.

I first lay on my back, slowly but deeply sliding my dildo in and out of my tight hole while jerking my cock before sitting on top of my dildo and riding it quick and hard and then getting on my knees with my chest on my bed, fucking my dildo deep and hard into my ass. He then came over and shot his hot load over my back and I got up on my knees and came all over my bed.

I’d never had so much fun with my dildo before! Who knew that performing for someone could be so much fun? I definitely enjoyed my new voyeuristic friend!