Copyright 2010 Sticky Pen. All Rights Reserved http://www.stickypen.com en-us Tue, 15 Jun 2010 20:53:23 -0400 webmaster@stickypen.com Straight Guy http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Straight_Guy/2-Straight-Guys_1655 Straight Guy Tue, 12 Sep 2006 11:57:22 -0400
I was working in Accounts for a shipping company and my boss was very happy with my efforts because I not only did my job with new accounts, but I was also able to collect from some deadbeats that had long owed the company. There were a few other staff members in the office, but I had my own little cubicle and I was quite happy with the being among the friendly staff. There were two gals and two guys, other than myself on the staff. They would often tell a joke, speaking out over the cubicles so all could hear. We'd all laugh and the feeling of togetherness and friends was quite a change from where I had worked before. At that job everyone was left to himself and we didn't fraternize with the others. One afternoon, the boss came in and told everyone that he wanted to have a party at a local restaurant. All were invited that Saturday night. Being that everyone was single in the office, we all accepted the boss' invitation. There were several other workers from outside the office who also came to the party. There were 15 of us and he reserved the little banquet room of the restaurant. It was a hosted bar and the boss was picking up the entire tab. Needless to say, everyone ordered plenty of drinks. As the evening was coming to an end, I knew I had enough to drink and I had to drive about 3 miles ...

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At the end of every month there were always so many reports due. David hated this time of the month the most. As usual, he had procrastinated and he would have to work late every night this week, which created an even bigger headache for him at home. His wife hated the fact that he always ended up staying late. She was constantly accusing him of having infidelities and as punishment she would withhold sex. David could still vividly remember how last month he had almost resorted to getting a hooker he had been so horny. “Mr. Knight, will there be anything else tonight?” asked Mitch. Mitch was the new assistant that had been hired for David. He was a young and eager kid, fresh out of college. David knew this was Mitch’s first job since graduation and he enjoyed spending time with the kid. He was always teasing him and giving him a hard time. David treated him like the kid brother he’d never had. “No Mitch you can go ahead and leave. I’ll probably be here for a few more hours, no need for two of us to suffer.” Mitch looked disappointed. “Besides I’m sure you have some wild party or club to get to. I wouldn’t want to stop you from getting some action. At least one of us should.” “Well, really if you like, I could stick around,” he said. “I don’t have anywhere I need to be.” David thought about it for a second. Part of ...

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It all started when I made the bold move to model for one of my university’s art classes, nude model that is. I figured, ‘Hey, I’m a senior. I’ve already established my reputation. Why the hell not?’ After all, I was captain of the soccer team and had been with enough chicks to have also established the reputation of a ladies man, to say the least. Nude modeling was nothing, a no-brainer, and I certainly needed the extra cash the university was offering to shell out to anyone willing to do the job. So, my first day of posing for the class went well, no real problems. As I was a jock myself and tended to run with that crowd, I didn’t know anyone in the class. They were more of the artsy type, if you know what I mean. None of the chicks really struck my fancy, so I knew that me pitching a tent by accident and getting really embarrassed was nothing I needed to worry about. I showed up next class ready to go. I had already changed into my ‘cover up’ as the instructor called it, in other words my bathrobe, and was just shooting the shit with some of the not so cute chicks until the rest of the class arrived when he walked in. I had never seen him around campus before, but he was gorgeous. ‘What was I thinking?’ I started to question myself. ‘I am straight,’ I reminded myself over and over again. ...

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I had to go to the doctors office to have an examination for life insurance. I figured it would be a routine check-up because I'm in good health for 43 years old and I lift weights to stay in shape. I had never been to this doctor before and I didn't know his name or how old he was or anything. Naturally I feel a little uncomfortable with a new doctor when I know I'm going to have to be almost naked in front of him. I got called into the room by the male nurse who told me to take off all my clothes except my underwear. I wore my boxer shorts today because they covered more of my body. As I walked into the exam room I saw two more male nurses walking around the doctors office. I did not see a single female nurse in the place which I thought was kind of strange. I took off my clothes and sat on the exam table waiting for the doctor. When he came in I was relieved to see he was an older gentlemen in his 60's. A nice looking guy with graying hair. He seemed quite professional giving me little reason to feel embarrassed in front of him. He performed the normal set of exam procedures and then he asked me to stand up in front of him while he sat on a little stool. He spread his legs and pulled me a little closer to him and ...

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Alan was a handyman that worked around my neighborhood. I noticed that the work I saw him do was incredibly artistic and he never did anything that wasn’t worth his time and effort. One neighbor had him design and construct a fence for the back of his property. It looked as though it was right out of a Homes and Garden Magazine, yet it was Alan’s design. He also did window repairs, repairing broken glass, painting and even did some plumbing work. He was a very general handyman and his fee was very affordable. After he had finished the neighbor’s fence, I was invited over to take a look. Alan was there and when I set my eyes on him, I had all I could do to control myself. He was an extremely handsome young lad of about 35. He had the bluest eyes and his hair was cut so short, one would think it had been shaven only a few weeks ago. His build was muscular however, not overly so. But because of the types of work he did, it kept him in shape. He was an independent contractor and always finished a job before going on to the next one or the next neighbor. I told Alan that I had quite a bit of work that needed to be done at my place and when he had time, to come on over and I’d show him what needed to be done and if he would be able to do ...

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“Ryan”Ryan looked good today. A white t-shirt stretched over him hanging just low enough not to expose the band of his underwear above the waist of his low riding, baggie carpenter pants. A ball cap covered his buzzed, bleached out hair. Bright blue eyes and a sexy smile adorned his face, a tight three-inch goatee sprouting from his chin gave him a rebel look. His deep voice resonated in the small apartment as he talked. We were at a friends hanging out and drinking beer. I tried to keep from staring at Ryan, but it was hard. He is not the type I usually go for and I couldn’t explain why I was so attracted to him. I had been since first meeting him a year ago. He’s a sexy guy. He’s straight so I’ve never directly hit on him. I have teased him a few times about hooking up. He takes in stride. I know he has never had a gay experience before so I’m careful not to offend him.When it was time for our friend to leave for work we were in no condition to drive. She told us to stay at her place until she returned five hours later. Not having any alternative we stayed. The beer only lasted another hour. Not being able to drive and without a liquor store nearby we decided to raid Rachel’s cabinets in hope of finding a bottle. It took no time to locate a couple bottles of whiskey. We crashed on ...

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I know it’s wrong to wish your house would catch fire, but when you lived next door to a hunky fireman like I did sometimes I just couldn’t help it. As I watched him mow his lawn from my bedroom window it was all I could do not to light up a match and force him to come up and rescue me. I could see sweat covering his smooth pecs. The muscles in his back flexed as he pushed the mower across his lawn. I laid back and undid my pants, pulled them down to my waist, thankful that there was no one home to interrupt me. I lay back on my bed and began to stroke my eight-inch cock. The thought of him shirtless, pushing his mower had me so excited, pre cum was flowing freely from the slit of my cock. I laid my head back and gave in to my urges; completely unaware of the show I was putting on for the neighborhood. The sound of the doorbell brought me back to reality and quickly I zipped up and made my way downstairs to answer the door. I opened the door to find Robert, my neighbor, standing there in all his sweaty glory. I had never been so close to him. Even though my family moved in three years ago, we’d never really spoken. My eyes traveled all over his body, from his dazzling green eyes down to the treasure trails that took me down to his bulge. ...

Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen]]> http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Straight_Guy/The-First-Time_2279 Straight Guy Mon, 19 Mar 2007 11:14:30 -0400
“Dude I’m freaking tired,” I said to my buddy Zach. “Do you want me to drive?” He offered.‘I’m good.”Zach and I were half way through a 5-hour drive to my parents’ house. We were going to stay the week and make some cash doing odds and ends. “How much farther?” Zach asked.“You should know ... you’ve been to my parents’ house like 50 times.”“Yeah but I can’t remember.”“Prolly another 2 hours or so…so we should be there at about midnight.”I was beginning to get a hard on from sitting so long. My erection combined with being so tired made me horny. I started a conversation about old sex experiences and masturbation techniques. The rest of the trip went by fast. “Dude I’ve had a boner for 2 hours now and I don’t think it’s ever gunna go away!” I said as we pulled into my parents’ driveway.“I hope you don’t mind if I rub one out in the room with you.” Zach said.“I don’t give a shit. I prolly will too.”My parents had already gone to bed so we went right upstairs into the spare bedroom. We each picked a bed and got undressed and turned out the light.“Dude what’s the freakiest thing you ever did?” I asked while squeezing and messaging my hard cock.“When I was 8, the next door neighbor girl and I hid under this trailer and she pissed in my mouth. Its weird…I can still ...

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Bi-curiously Experimenting Ch. 01 by Texan065 © **Disclaimer** The events that unfold in this article have not occurred in my life. I don't know if they ever will. Am I bi-sexual? This is a question I have long wondered. I have had some serious fantasies and even more vivid dreams from time to time about having various forms of sex with other men. Sometimes the dreams occur after having read and self- pleasured myself some of the Gay Male stories in Literotica and StickyPen.com. But not always. This is a tale of how I could eventually find myself in a situation to find out. Feel free to let me know whether or not you like it or not. I would also welcome any constructive comments.** As a freelance audio visual technician in the San Antonio area, I sometimes get to travel for various audio visual companies to out-of-town conventions. I have been to many places. Nashville, Dallas, San Diego, etc. This involved a trip to Minneapolis, MN. I have already been there a few times, but this trip would be the first for this particular AV company. If you, dear reader, are unsure as to what I do for a living, let me explain it in the simplest terms I know how. If you have ever been to a convention, seminar, or expo you may have noticed the audio visual equipment in the room. The screen, projectors, sound, lights, etc. Guys like me set-up, operate, ...

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Many years ago I worked for a British bank in Lima, Peru. I had an American girlfriend, Susan, who worked for a US airline. We were invited to a wedding in a small village, just outside the city. We drove there in Susie's beaten up old Buick and found the village without any problems. The party was great, the people were very friendly, and we had a great time, although we had a bit to drink and had been smoking pot. We took our leave of our hosts and started driving back into Lima, unfortunately getting hopelessly lost. Weended up on the perimeter road of a military airfield and were just turning the car around when an army jeep suddenly appeared. A young captain, a sergeant, and two soldiers got out, covering us with a variety of weapons. The officer informed us that as we were in a restricted area, were breaking the curfew, and foreigners to boot. He would have to hand us over to the Internal Security Police. This terrified us both, as people who fell into their hands sometimes disappeared off the face of the earth. Susan tried to threaten the soldiers with the " I am a US citizen," routine but it was no good, then she tried to sweet talk them into letting us go. The officer conferred with his men, and decided that as we didn't appear to look like terrorists they would let us go, provided we co-operated completely with ...

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