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don’t be a dick. suck one.

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BULL

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[deuvaodechinita]

Brandon in Baywatch

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totalclosetcasebraden·:

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At first, Braden had thought it to be impossible for such a handsome man to be a virgin. Look at that body, after all. But the way he moved and carried himself? It definitely gave it away. Besides, most people wouldn’t look at Braden or how he dressed and think virgin…Yet here he was.

But fuck…The southern drawl in this man’s voice was definitely doing things to Braden. The smaller man chuckle and nodded his way as he turned around, moving confidently and gracefully around the people who were dancing and doing even more despite being in public.

“Sounds like a plan to me. Although did you come here to remain a virgin, or to de-virgin yourself? Because I’m not going to lie, if I meet a guy who fits the bill of someone I want to give my v-card too? I definitely am not gonna hesitate.” Braden said with a chuckle as he retook his seat and offered the other a charming grin.

“So, let me guess…The southern drawl and the virgin case…Small town where you don’t want people to find out?” Braden guessed with a grin. “I have a arranged marriage with a lesbian, so I guess I’m one of the ‘lucky’ closet cases.” Braden said with a chuckle.

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When Braden agreed to being Hunter’s lookout, and vice versa, it certainly felt as if a great weight had been lifted from the hunk’s shoulders. No really! He let out a sigh and his shoulders shrugged, loosing their tension as buoyant pecs bounced. He didn’t even know he was holding such tension. “Thank you, means a lot to know i have some sort of buddy system.” The farm boy smiled with charm at his new friend. 

“Oh i uh... I’m going to be honest, I really want to lose my virginity. I’ve spent so long ‘waiting’. But I don’t know what I’m waiting for.” He swallowed thickly, a little determined yet still locked in his muscle bound shell of timidness. “I’m just bored with being alone and unsure of how to approach sex. And I want to know. And I want it all. I want blowjobs and I wanna be used and have orgasms and just let loose.”

The scenarios played in his head and even turned himself on a little. Hunter carried somewhat a righteous look in his eyes as if He was about to lead a revolution; his own sexual revolution. But soon enough his own doubt caught up to him and he shrunk back down. “But ya know... I’m trying not to get my hopes up.”

The burly boy looked down at his bare feet and rocked back and forth. “Yeah... I’m a Kansas boy. My town was lovely but kinda close minded towards ‘Them Gays’ as they like to put it.” He sighed. “So being here is like a bubble where I can- oh god I’m so sorry.” He reacted to Braden’s story.

“Let’s maybe try and both have fun while we are here. We can be each other’s cheerleaders for sex.” Hunter chuckled at the notion. “So anyone in mind to give your virginity to?”

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jasonlittle·:

Jason was sure that he and Hunter were a picture of pure lust together, their heavy bodies covered in a sheen of sweat and steam. They were absolute specimens of men; any onlooker who happened to find themselves sharing that sauna with them might’ve passed out from the beauty of it all. But even Jason himself couldn’t help but eat the eye candy before him, wondering how it would feel to suckle at Hunter’s voluptuous chest, bite on those erect nipples—

Cool it, Jason.

“You’re not so bad yourself, mate,” Jason chuckles lazily, his pecs bouncing with each breath. “Seriously, I didn’t look anywhere near as good as you when I was your age. You’re got a head start on me… who knows what you’ll look like in five or ten years. Going to be an absolute unit, I think. Going to need to ask you for tips…”

Jason probably should have known the effect the sauna would have on his body after a workout, however, because it didn’t take long for his dick to show a visible tent under his small towel, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination if Hunter were to gaze over at him. But the steam felt so good around him like this, he found it hard to care. He was letting it all hang out — literally and figuratively. A well-placed oogle would easily give Hunter a prime view of his thick dick and heavy balls, and some part of him hoped it would happen.

“Where did you say you came from, again…” Jason asks, trying to get his mind off lust. “Kansas or something? Just like Superman, huh? Maybe you’re the real-life Clark Kent, kid…” 

Hunter had his head tilted back and eyes closed, basking in this divine sensation of letting his muscles relax after such a hearty session. Coach would have been proud to see such a hefty gym session and that alone made the beefy country boy smile. And soon that smile grew to a boyish grin to then a chuckle at Jason’s remarks.

“You want tips from me? I kinda just did and do what everyone tells me to do. The captain of the team tells me to do fifty squats I do it, Coach tells me to run laps I run laps.” Hunter shrugged and opened his eyes, turning back to view his new found chum. 

The jock saw those delectable muscles and he quivered. If he wasn’t already sitting then his knees would be buckling. Jason was just the perfect specimen and here he was, buxom and sweaty. Endorphins were running high after that workout too, so Hunter too was feeling a little ‘rowdy’. His own member was twitching and swelling to life beneath the steam soaked towel. A bulge was undoubtedly forming. 

“Oh you think so?” He swallowed heavily, trying to remain composed, “Being at this camp I feel a little more like Dorothy... because I definitely am not in Kansas anymore.” Hunter feigned a weak chuckle at his own awful joke.

In his awkwardness, he glanced sideways and got such a prime viewing of that slick a hard shaft that Jason was sporting. A wave of exhilaration washed over the bumpkin and he let out a small yet audible gasp. His own cock sprung to life, probably the fastest it ever had before. 

The loose towel was displaced by the sudden erection and now his smooth cock and balls were exposed in the steamy room in such ease of viewing.He was frozen. Intellect told him to cover up, but something held him back. This was so new and exciting, and it was clear to Hunter that Jason too was feeling something. So why not roll with it?

“Sorry.” He said meekly, flushed with embarrassment, all the while glancing at those muscles of the blonde and looking back at the still troweled cock. 

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sweetlikefrancis·:

As the stranger sat nervously, all Francis could do was watch him writhe under his own overthinking, entertained by everything he could readily see. He attempted to keep his gaze with Hunter’s own, but when he saw the hefty rack twitch, Francis couldn’t help himself and stole some less than subtle glances. 

Everything happened in an instant. It almost felt like the second that the drinks touched the table, Hunter had not only reached for the shots but downed them as well. “Didn’t even give me a chance to give us a toast,” he teased. However, Francis couldn’t help but understand why he did it. The man was a mess right now. But it was all worth it since he got to watch his muscles bounce as he shuddered. And it seemed like he was trying to get a dose of liquid courage to keep up with Francis. “I know you like the idea,” he whispered, his hand on Hunter’s thigh, nonverbally implying that he is noticing the man’s growing member. “We won’t be the only naked ones here. Let’s join them,” Francis continued to egg him on, even going as far as taking his new companion’s hand placing it on his bulge. “You can even get a better feel of it. Play with it and explore as much as you like. Unless you have a better idea~”

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Hunter’s face was as bright as those tightening swimming trunks that were outlining his desperate member so deliciously. This man, this beautiful and sexy guide, was being so brazen and offering Hunter exactly what he came here to do. To liberate himself. Hunter wanted to be freed from his bindings of society and anxiety and just be free.

To put it blunty; Virgin to Slut.

Hunter swallowed thickly as his breath hitched with nerves, a nervous chuckle breaking through. The hardest part was getting rid of this pesky virginity. It was daunting and new and exciting; but it had to be done. No more nights sitting in his dorm alone like some Nun in The Sound of Music. He wanted a sexual adventure and here was one.

And getting a feel of that bulge, that hefty bulge? Jesus Christ! Hunter was becoming oh so flustered. He didn’t know what to do? What do people do in these situations. What do they do in the movies? Thoughts raced in his head as Hunter overthought the whole situation.

But the turmoil inside reached a boiling point and his desire took over. Without even answering, running on pure impulse as his blood bubbled with years of pent-up frustration, Hunter swiftly leaned forward and placed his lips on Francis’s own soft pillow like lips in a quasi-passionate kiss.

“Yes... let’s do it.” He swallowed, a certainty in his eyes as he body shook with nerves. It was akin to stage fright or that sensation before he played a big game at college. And that only made him know that these uncharted waters would be unpredictable, but he knew he would have a good time. 

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prcfcalvin·:

The cocktails were really tasty but he didn’t know if hunter was just thirsty or nervous. Calvin was watching him closely to make sure he didn’t over do it but didn’t want to say anything as the male just got here. If he had to nurse a drunk farm boy he would do that with cruel intentions.

Calvin was already almost done with his first one as well, but he wasn’t trying to have a race or anything. he smiled as the other’s chest was just so impeccable he wanted to touch it more and more but he restrained himself. He watched as the other ordered another drink, and he nodded an okay to the bartender, after all he was paying for it. 

:”Mhmm” he confirmed the question “Well i’m just glad you’re here Hunter, take all the time to readjust. But i can definitely see the football player in you with those hunky shoulders.” he smirked. As the other touched him he flexed more and more. “Feel free to touch as much you want I wont be scared, I know my arms aren’t as impressive as yours are but..” he laughed. “No worries there handsome i totally understand not wanting to tell people personal information.” 

As the other blurted those words out his eyebrows raised trying to calm the other down as he consumed the whole drink again. He was worried the other was going just a little fast with the drinking. He softly placed a hand on the upper thigh of the college football player, “It’s okay that you are, I know you’re probably looking for the right guy, i understand. “

He really should slowdown, Hunter was not that much of a drinker and so his body, despite the farm built and jock trained muscle, was not accustomed to these inflated amounts of liquor that he was swallowing with ease. But this new companion was certainly correct, he needed to pace himself. 

Hunter took a deep breath and placed the cocktail glass on the counter and gave it a little push away, reaching for the water glasses and using a nearby jug of water. “I’m sorry.” He blushed bashfully, “I just need to take the edge off a little.” He sipped some water to calm himself down and nursed the glass in his lap. 

But now that he had felt those muscles of Calvin, he wanted more. The alcohol relaxing his body, his mind, his tongue and his inhibitions. A twitch garnered in those crimson trunks as his member began to grow, and the best part was that Hunter was not aware of his enlarging bulge. He was simply enjoying himself.

“Too be honest.” the slightly tipsy jock nibbled his lip and leaned in a little closer, shifting his meaty thigh which only made that warm hand slide up a little more. “Virginity is kinda overrated. I have waited, but i’m still here. I think what is important is that I lose it on my own terms in my own way and that feel powerful and liberating.”

Sip. 

“Everyone I know who waited for someone special has moved from that person, to the next and so on and so forth. So to be perfectly honest.” He blushed. “I really just wanna lose it have fun here because I’m so done with being a top button virgin.”

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makaniparata​:

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While most of the men at the camp seemed more than ready to dive right in to what it had to offer, Makani wanted to enjoy his vacation. Sure, he knew that the scenery was only secondary to the niche that the camp offered, allowing all of these men to enjoy one another’s company in a sex-positive environment, but Makani just wanted to enjoy everything that the camp had to offer - and that included the non-sexual activities. And as an active man, he was a professional athlete after all, there was no better way than to go for an afternoon hike.

With the necessary gear, Makani began to follow one of the many trails designated for the campers, but the soft sound of a flowing river caught his attention and he began to veer off path. Some people may think that that was certainly a risky thing, but Makani knew he could find his way back… and plenty of people had joked that he could probably take a bear head-on, too. Finding the river, Makani dropped his bag near the water’s edge before he got onto his knees and bent over, splashing some of the water on his face.

As the water burbled down the stream, however, Makani was unable to hear that someone else had ventured upon the hidden river too.

Ah… the canoe. So simple, so graceful, so elegant and such a magnanimous workout. It works the muscles, a bit of cardio and gliding along those crystal waters. And beneath that glorious sun? Why it was a match made in heaven… so what could possibly go wrong? Well for Hunter the Himbo, it would seem a a lot apparently.

The country bumpkin, born and raised among the grassy plaines of Kansas, was not as adept at the aquatic activities as he so hoped. And so as he pulled the canoe into the beach shore of the river after a long paddle, a swell rose up. The boat rocked and a battle to gain control ensued. But before a clear winner was even on the horizon, the canoe flung Hunter from its raft and muscle bound boy rolled in the waves in his nice dry clothes; canoe floating oh so brazenly at its victory.

With the mischievous swell subsiding, Hunter was capable of wrangling control over the canoe and paddle and dragged it to the shore, beaching the vessel and sighing heavily. He had yet to notice company, and began to disrobe. Hunter reached down to the hem of his salty drenched singlet and pulled upwards, peeling the now waterlogged fabric from his impressive, slick muscle.

But the weight of the water weighed him down and he was confounded; wrestling once more with the fabric, elbows above his head and vision now impaired, he flailed.

It was mid flail that he heard the splashing and he knew he was certainly not alone. Spinning on his heel in the direction of the burbles and splashes, face covered by soaked singlet and beefy corn-fed muscles glistening with moisture and sunlight, he called out. “Oh hello! Apologies for my state.” His Kansas charm seeping through as he wrestled some more, stumbling forward in his drenched trunks, which too clung to meaty thighs and bubbly rear.

“I’m just… oh here… hold on.” And after a few struggles and a very distinct tearing sound, the singlet was pulled off and slumped into a sad mess beside Hunter on the sand. “Am I disturbing you? I’m Hunter!”

The eager jock extended his calloused hand for the Herculean man. He would be lying if he did not find a naughty intrigue in such an impressive man, though the virgin was far too self-conscious to let such thoughts enter reality.

“I see you were hiking! How was your adventure?”

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romandubois·:

     roman eyed him carefully, and it was hard to miss how tense hunter was. maybe the alcohol would help him a little, at least roman hoped that was the case. the raven-haired male downed the rest of his cocktail. “doesn’t do as good a job if it’s weak,” roman chuckled. “you seem pretty tense though, dude. you sure everything’s alright?” he questioned.

     he was a little in awe of the other male. roman himself was pretty bulky, but hunter was a different story… so seeing how easily the alcohol got him shook up was a little concerning. roman didn’t want to overstep, but he let his hand wrap around his shoulders to steady his balance.

    “careful there, dude. don’t down too much at once,” roman warned, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. he didn’t wanna be a hard ass, but he also didn’t want hunter to ruin his first day at riverbend. “yeah, there’s a gym. think there’s a volleyball court too. i can show you around sometime,” he suggested.

     “right now, looks like i’m gonna be takin’ care of you for the night, so…” he teased. “you wanna get away from all the bustle? maybe grab somethin’ to eat, and ya can tell me all about you, farmboy.” it’s spoken in jest, of course. roman’s own hometown had been pretty rural, so he knew it wasn’t exactly the easiest upbringing. no judgement cast on his end. “that sound good to you?”

Alcohol was certainly not a foreign concept to the beefy virgin, he attended many a frat party that overflowed with beers and liqueurs... yet Hunter never fully engaged with that culture. He would often sit on the couch and sip on the one beer all night - a second if he was feeling adventurous. So downing this much liquor was a brave expedition for the country bumpkin.

“Oh please show me around!” Hunter bounced happily, the alcohol certainly loosening his nerves and making him more relaxed. His beefy pecs bounced with him as he sipped some more from his cocktail remains. “Ok ok... I’ll slow down. I just needed to take the edge off and relax. I came to this place to relax and enjoy well... this.” He giggled bashfully and gestured to the debauchery around them. Hunter’s tongue was also relaxing, my he was a lightweight. But it was allowing him to open up and just be him. It was somewhat sad it took alcohol to do it but given time, and the popping of his cherry, Hunter will learn who he is.

“Wait this place also has food?” It was a rather dumb statement, it was a camp after-all. But Hunter tipsy was just ultimate himbo, so much so that his swims trunks were growing tighter due to his growing arousal. He hadn't even noticed, but relaxing and witnessing the public nudity was really freeing him. 

“Yeah sure, it would be nice for someone to show me the ropes of this place. I wanna enjoy my time here as best I can. No point just standing in the cabin.” He beamed liked sunshine, taking hold of another cocktail and hopping off the stool, muscles bouncing in the process. “Show me the way! Whatever you want to do.”

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