Young Man at the Beach

Advisory: Nudity, sexual situation


Aware only of himself

and the warm rays of the sun,

he half-dozes, lulled by the

crashing surf, hands wandering

instinctively toward his cock,

his striped towel absorbing

the worries of the week that

he sweats off on his free day,

lazing making on the beach.


Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper



First Ride: Mixed Emotions [Advisory: Sexually Explicit}

Advisory: This one is sexually explicit, so please don’t read it if that bothers you. There are plenty of clean ones posted for you choose from.

Desperate and tired of depending

on others to address his needs,

he decided to do it himself,

but he needs the proper tool,

so he searched some Web sites.

The dildo he ordered online

arrived on the truck today,

and he got hyper-excited

just hearing the truck rumble up,

the driver, kind of hot,

sliding open the door.

He knows he’s dripping in his shorts

as he signs the delivery receipt,

his voice wavering as he thanks the driver,

wishing he were brave

enough to ask for company.

Ripping open the package

and stripping off his clothes,

he grabs a bottle of lube

and gets ready for a trial run

The dildo’s a rippled jelly one,

coloured translucent pink,

knobs increasing in size

from tip to base.

Rubbing it with lube

and squirting some up his hole,

he suctions the toy to the floor

and lowers into a squat

until the first of the knobs

prods his reluctant sphincter.

Imagining some handsome stud

attached to the other end,

he presses himself down,

trying to relax,

but still it hurts like hell

as it finally pops through.


But once inside, it feels

so fucking good filling

his cock-hungry ass,

rubbing against his prostate,

and though solo can be lonely,

he like being able to direct

the action without the need

to express himself in words.

Getting into it now,

he collects oozing

pre-cum on fingertips

and slowly licks them clean

as the toy slides in

all the way to its base,

and then he lubes up one hand

and starts stroking his dick

while he pumps his ass,

breeding himself faster and harder

with the plastic phallus,

raising the other hand overhead

like a barroom cowboy

riding a mechanical bull,

and then too soon it’s over,

his load of warm, white jizz

spewing over his chest and pubes.

He wipes some up with one hand

and eats it from his palm,

while the other hand massages

the rest over his belly,

and then he stretches his legs out

and leans back against the bed,

too spent to feel the shame

they all tried to teach him,

but, still, overcome by something

more like an emotional vacuum.

The tool has done the job,

but he wishes that now

it could hold him tight

in strong arms and breathe

softly on his neck.

But since he can’t,

he pulls it out of him

with a final gasp,

and climbs into bed,

curling up like a child.

Hugging a pillow to his chest

and wrapping himself in a blanket,

he falls into sleep and dreams.

Copyright 2015

T. Allen Culpepper

Bel Ragazzo Nudo Masturbandosi nel Cortile



Nothing on God’s earth

could exude more innocence

than a beautiful youth

of twenty-odd years

shedding his clothes

to lie in the courtyard sun

stroking his erection,

and anyone be damned

who inhibits or shames him.


Niente nella santa terra

trasuderebbe più d’innocenza

che un bel ragazzo

di venti anni

che sparge i suoi vestiti

per prendere il sole nel cortile


accarezza la sua erezione,

e chiunque sia dannato

che lo inibisce o gli fa sentire vergogna.

Grazie mille a Antonio de Simone per il suo consiglio sulla traduzione. Per piacere, leggete il suo bravo blog Il Mio Giornale di Bordo qui. Antonio, sei troppo gentile!

Copyright 2015

T. Allen Culpepper