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My cock was so hard
Posted on: February 11, 2009
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| My cock was so hard it was sticking out of my robe. He took this as an invitation and got on his knees. His mouth open and ready, I began to tease him. I slapped my dripping dick against his face a couple of times. Slowly, I fed him my throbbing member; his lips were warm and inviting. I dove into his mouth until the head was pushing the back of his throat. I was not very big, so it was easy for him to deep throat me. His warm tongue stroked the length of my shaft. He was good at this, too good. I pulled off him; I didn’t want to get too close to coming. | |
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Posted on: February 04, 2009 |
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When my mouth started to get tired I tongued his balls,
Posted on: February 01, 2009 |
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| When my mouth started to get tired I tongued his balls, put them both in my mouth. His cock went back in my mouth. I shoved it down my throat deeper. I sucked him for a few minutes until my mouth started to hurt. I’d found a new hobby I guess. The joy of sucking cock. He pulled it away. I begged and pleaded. | |
He grabbed my hand and led me up. I still had the blindfold on
Posted on: January 31, 2009 |
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| He grabbed my hand and led me up. I still had the blindfold on. He stood me up and walked me over to the bed, I think. I felt him gently push me onto the bed. I’m not sure what exactly was going on. He lay me face down on the bed. We never said anything about anal cock. But the way I felt now, I was his. | |
You like that dick?"
Posted on: January 30, 2009 |
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| Pulling his big belly up some, I unsnapped his shorts and pulled down the zipper. Just as I expected, no underwear. Out flopped a fat Italian sausage. Uncut and leaking pre cum. I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on that, but I wasn’t going to rush things. I t was a beauty, about seven ? inches and really fat. Looking up, I saw him looking down at me and smiling. "You like that dick?" | |
With that, josh spit on his shaft, rubbed the moisture onto the head of his cock
Posted on: January 29, 2009 |
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| Before long, josh found himself behind jerrywith the head of his thick cock at the tight opening behind Tim. He stopped, leaned forward and whispered to his older fuck buddy, “Is this what you want, Con?” “More than you’ll ever know, josh. I’m yours now.” With that, josh spit on his shaft, rubbed the moisture onto the head of his cock and then slid his finger into his mouth to wet it again. With that he slid his slathered finger into Tim’s waiting canal. He began finger-fucking his passionate hairdresser in earnest. jerrywas moaning uncontrollably. | |
josh and I stood next to each other, watching him pump my
Posted on: January 28, 2009 |
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| "Hey, first second an Aussie blew me...and blew me well," I retorted and flicked the play button. josh and I stood next to each other, watching him pump my prodigiously large cock into and out of his mouth. My cock was hardening and the towel around my waist was loosening. I decided not to stop its dilatory slide off my hips. We stood golem-like, watching ourselves contently in a pregnant silence. After a minute, josh's first blowjob ended when he stopped sucking me. | |
I was taken off guard by that reply. I still don't know what he meant by that. ...
Posted on: January 27, 2009 |
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| Why did you stop?" I asked in a surprised and disappointed voice. josh’s head swiveled around to look at me. There was a panic in his eno. I never understood why. "I was afraid you didn't like it. Jason did it right?" josh asked as he peered into my eno, searching for an answer. I was taken off guard by that reply. I still don't know what he meant by that. A quizzical look scrawled across my face, I mustered up a lame reply. "Oh. Okay. That makes sense." Actually, I had no idea what he meant but I didn't | |
Want you naked man.
Posted on: January 26, 2009 |
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| "Fuck yeah man. I can’t wait to show you how much I like it." "Was’ stopping you," he said, putting his big paw on the back of my head and pulling it toward his leaking cock. "Want you naked man. I want to lick you all over." Standing up, he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. Looking up in awe at this 1'1" Neanderthal of a man, I could hardly believe this was happening to me. | |
Let’s get these shorts off you," I said kissing my way
Posted on: January 25, 2009 |
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| his head back and had his eno closed. "Let’s get these shorts off you," I said kissing my way up his belly to his chest. There was so much hair. I almost couldn’t find his nipples. When I did though, all it took was one lick and it sent him into orbit. "AHHHHHHHH FUCK ! That feels good." | |
, the man sucked deeper and harder, and I felt my sperm rise gently. ...
Posted on: January 24, 2009 |
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| This was a blow job unlike any other. A man who understood cock, what men feel. Firm, tight strokes, delicate flicks of the tongue on the most sensitive parts. Sensations that no woman had ever given me. I was enjoying this too much. After a couple of minutes I felt the dangerous twinge: no! Sensing this, the man sucked deeper and harder, and I felt my sperm rise gently. I held his head to still him while I came down from the edge. I let him continue, but he understood now, and for ten minutes or more, he worked his mouth slowly and softly, while I allowed myself, wickedly, to enjoy it. | |
“You know,” he said. “I’ve never seen your switch room
Posted on: January 23, 2009 |
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| “Look at me,” he said, quietly. I closed my eno and tilted my head up slowly. Fear and loathing enveloped me, and I hesitated before opening my eno. Finally, I forced myself to look at him, and he was smiling. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I stared back at him, and the warmth of his gaze melted the fear from me, and I relaxed. He withdrew his hands, and placed them atop mine, and grinned. I could see the rapid movement of his eno, as if he was working carefully to form his next thought. His smile broadened, and he winked. “You know,” he said. “I’ve never seen your switch room. I don’t suppose you could arrange a tour, could you?” | |
away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue
Posted on: January 22, 2009 |
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| He’d delicately unwrapped my towel and his fingers were feeling the outline of my cock and balls. Something deadly wrong about this, his bristly face and rough features where there should be the fair softness of a girl. Shut your eno and it will go away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get better access. Then a few playful flicks, up and down, teasing. And then, what I was waiting for, a warm wetness enveloping my glans, bliss. | |
Each of our visits allowed more information to pass between us
Posted on: January 21, 2009 |
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| Each of our visits allowed more information to pass between us. At one point, I admitted that I had written about him, and after some hesitation, I shared the first half of this story with him. Several days passed, and I was not offered any feedback, so one day on the telephone I asked. He told me that he had not responded because he couldn’t; he was overwhelmed with both the content and style of what I had written, and felt incapable of returning similar thoughts, at least in quite the same way. After the conversation ended, I placed the telephone back into its cradle and sat for some second, caught dramatically between wanting to shout for joy and wanting to cry. In the end, the flattery he exuded in his response caused me to well up, and for several long moments, I sat alone in my office and cried. | |
now rock hard inside my white undiess: at nearly eight inches, it’s difficult to conceal when ...
Posted on: January 20, 2009 |
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| of his precum. The shaft of it was coursed with veins and swathed in a thick bush of dark pubic hair. He muttered to Mark, “Yeah... now you can pull it out... jack it properly...” I wrapped my fingers around his stem and gently gripped his foreskin to ease it back and forth across his large, inflamed cock head. Beads of precum oozed from his piss slit and were smeared across the taut, shiny skin of his helmet by the sweeping back and forth of his tight foreskin. His girlfriend said something to him, which made him giggle again. He glanced down at my hand gently massaging the length of his cock and then mouthed over to me, his mouth a broad grin, “You sick fuck!” My own cock was by now rock hard inside my white undiess: at nearly eight inches, it’s difficult to conceal when I’m aroused, but Rob was so focused on what his girlfriend was saying to him on the phone that I don’t think he noticed how excited I’d become. | |
the folds of his kimono, the daimyo produced a magic
Posted on: January 19, 2009 |
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| But underneath, inside that merged collection of layers of silk, two bodies had come together. Arata was sitting in and straddling the daimyo's lap now and the daimyo was holding their erect cocks together and stroking them in unison. The beat of the drum increased, overpowering the strains of the lute, becoming louder and more insistent in its beat. From somewhere in the folds of his kimono, the daimyo produced a magic lotion, a lotion he was now rubbing into Arata's virgin, puckered hole, making it loosen and widen and become a bit more numb. He was biting Arata's nipple now and fingering the young man's hole, taking slow but steady and relentless possession of his new offering with searching fingers. | |
young man gasped deeply and strained his hips upwards, climaxing noisily, while the sucker held on,
Posted on: January 18, 2009 |
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| head. His cock stood, straight and proud, curving slightly upward into his belly. I’m not turned on by the male organ, gross, lumpy and comical, but I had to admit that this one was enviable. Longer, thicker than most I’d seen in the showers or locker-rooms. I watched in fascination. I had never seen oral cock from this angle, only from the top, so to speak. His mouth worked feverishly over every inch, plunging hard, the recipient groaning and whispering. Firm and steady, expert, deep. If only Julia could do it like that … it must be more than a man can stand. I could almost feel it myself. Down in my lap, my towel started to tent. And no, the young man gasped deeply and strained his hips upwards, climaxing noisily, while the sucker held on, mouthing his cock hard and savouring the cum that was now spurting unseen into his mouth. After a few seconds, they ha | |
screaming, danger, do SOMETHING. My flesh, startled by the
Posted on: January 17, 2009 |
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| Hey, what was this? A figure had silently moved next to me. Fingers on my shoulder. He was smiling warmly, his eno animated, a decadent curl of his lips. OK, don’t panic, just say, politely, 'no'. I froze in silent, passive resistance. not enough, as his hand strayed, and then traced slowly down my chest, leaving trails of sweat. His lips closed over my neck, an explosion of sensation that made me shiver. I had to get out, he was enveloping me fast. My mind was screaming, danger, do SOMETHING. My flesh, startled by the new sensation, confused. My hormones, perversely, triggered in overdrive, pumping blood harder into my erection. Hell, too late, I would ride with it, and bail out when it got too far. | |
he was enveloping me fast. My mind was screaming, danger, do SOMETHING. My flesh, startled by the
Posted on: January 16, 2009 |
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| The show had livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several stroking themselves under their towels, some moving around to home in on a potential pick-up. Across the room, a new liaison had started, a tentative kiss, hands sliding under towels. Hey, what was this? A figure had silently moved next to me. Fingers on my shoulder. He was smiling warmly, his eno animated, a decadent curl of his lips. OK, don’t panic, just say, politely, 'no'. I froze in silent, passive resistance. not enough, as his hand strayed, and then traced slowly down my chest, leaving trails of sweat. His lips closed over my neck, an explosion of sensation that made me shiver. I had to get out, he was enveloping me fast. My mind was screaming, danger, do SOMETHING. My flesh, startled by the new sensation, confused. My hormones, perversely, triggered in overdrive, pumping blood harder into my erection. Hell, too late, I would ride with it, and bail out when it got too far. | |
tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get
Posted on: January 15, 2009 |
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| He’d delicately unwrapped my towel and his fingers were feeling the outline of my cock and balls. Something deadly wrong about this, his bristly face and rough features where there should be the fair softness of a girl. Shut your eno and it will go away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get better access. Then a few playful flicks, up and down, teasing. evening sessions of a meal and drink at our place turned into “afternoon tea” and home for bed at 1.11 pm. | |
I was awakened out of my trance with the word “virgin,” and asked
Posted on: January 14, 2009 |
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| Mike did not seem too happy and craved our rare nights out. He was constantly torn between “having another drink,” and “…I’d better not as I’ll need to get back home.” On one of our nights out, he got completely smahed. We were sitting in a corner of our favourite of the three bars in town and he was slouched down in his chair. His jeans had ridden up and his balls were tantalisingly packed down his left leg and the shape of his cock could clearly be seen on top of them through the fabric. “…three bloody months,” he exclaimed. “That’s how long. he’s turned into a bloody virgin.” I was awakened out of my trance with the word “virgin,” and asked him to repeat. It seems that from the moment of the birth announcement, poor Mike had been without cock. | |
his boxers, which easily slipped off. Taking a step
Posted on: January 13, 2009 |
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| “So you want to tell me what happened?” I asked after several minutes of silence. “Well, it’s kind of awkward.” He looked so cute sitting there. I wanted so badly to wrap my arms around him and cover his body in wet kisses. “Don’t feel awkward,” I reassured him. “You can tell me anything.” He took a deep breath and began to talk. “Well, you see…we were fooling around.” “And?” “Well, I asked her if he would you know…” “Sorry Rick, I don’t know.” “I asked if he would,” he said pointing down to his crotch. “You asked her to go down on you?” “Yeah, but he wouldn’t.” “But you guys have been going out for a really long second. Do you mean to tell me he’s never?” Rick looked at his hands and shook his head no. What a waste, I thought. If he were with me keeping his hose drained would be the least of his worries. I was speechless, a first for me. Without thinking much about it I wrapped my arm around him and gave him a squeeze. I looked down between his legs, his big soft cock hidden behind the thin fabric of his boxers. My mouth watered just at the thought of it. I couldn’t believe Sue, had I not taught her anything! Rick inched closer to me and placed his head on my shoulder. The way his body pressed into mine I knew he was waiting for me to make the first move. I swallowed hard and then placed my hand on his thigh. Slowly, I started to work my hand up his leg. I could feel his body tense with anticipation, but he never puhed me away. My finger slid up until it lightly bruhed the head of his cock. He moaned as my finger traced the length of his shaft. Up and down, I expertly worked his tool until he was solid. “Lay back,” I said. He pulled himself up on the bed, placed his hand on the back of his head, and let me do as I pleased. I pulled on his boxers, which easily slipped off. Taking a step back I admired his beautifully chiseled body. He had the body every gay man craved. I wanted to do everything to him, | |
his eno, he muttered, “Go on... press your finger against
Posted on: January 12, 2009 |
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| He muttered, “Go a bit faster...” I began jacking him more quickly and he groaned his approval. His cock throbbed in my hand, the veined stem swelling to become even harder and the ripened head fattening so that it was difficult to get his foreskin across its bloated rim. Rob’s erection had a sharp, musky aroma: a far more powerfully cockual smell than my own cock produces when I’m aroused. I enjoyed inhaling its acrid, masculine odour; the enticing combination of his strongly-scented pheromones along with sweat from his balls and precum from his weeping slit. He continued listening to whatever Mark was saying to him, grunting his approval while enjoying the sensation of my hand jacking him at a steadily quickening pace. I noticed his eno were tightly closed; he was obviously imagining that my hand belonged to his girlfriend and that he was masturbating him in the way he was describing. He muttered, a little breathlessly, “You wanna play with my ass?” At first I thought he’d directed that at me, but then he went on, clearly talking to Mark, “You know how much I love it...” Marveling at how liberated Mark must be (my own boyfriends have usually recoiled at the suggestion of involving my ass in cock), I grabbed his boxer undiess just below his hips and pulled them down his legs. Before I threw them onto the floor, I noticed how the front of them had been stretched and distended from his almost constant erections during the day. Without opening his eno, he muttered, “Go on... press your finger against my hole...” I eased his legs apart, my hand continuing to jack his cock, and groped beneath his balls into the thick forest of hot damp pubic hair between his thighs. | |
