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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." | |
josh’s girth was such that jerryfelt as though he was being split in
Posted on: January 24, 2009 |
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| “Fuck me, you young buck! Fuck me long and fuck me hard.” josh needed no more encouragement with that. In one smooth movement, his finger disappeared from Tim’s anus and his cock slid in as those it had always belonged there. josh’s girth was such that jerryfelt as though he was being split in two; but jerrysimply didn’t care. The pain was delicious and he begged for more. pulling his socks off. As he intently watched the movie, I laid my head on his big hairy belly. | |
“You know,” he said. “I’ve never seen your switch room
Posted on: January 22, 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?” | |
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. | |
parted Arata's inner thighs and were taking possession of the
Posted on: January 20, 2009 |
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| didn't respond for the longest second. But I knew he was right on all points. Still, I turned my head toward the passenger window, trying to signal that I was ignoring him. But eventually I offered a begrudging. "Well, I know not to order the Surf and Turf again." "Yeah," Wayne said with a little laugh that showed how happy he was the ice was breaking, "That was a bit cheeky of you. Challenging me by taking both of the options." More miles of quiet. "But you enjoyed it. I know you did." "What?" Trying to put both surprise and sarcasm in my voice at the same second. "You enjoyed it. You were screaming for it before I was finihed and splattering cream all over that expensive bedspread. The second second was your hole begging for it." "Hump." I planned no other reply. But, of course, he was right about that too. Ten minutes later. "I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry, aaron? We didn't catch anything before we left Charlotte." "So, if we stop, what's lunch going to cost me?" A bit of anger in this response. "nothing, nothing, aaron," Wayne said, his voice full of hurt now. "no more of that negotiation shit, aaron. I'll give you anything you want. no strings. You can take whatever you want." * * * In Myrtle Beach now, outside the beach house my fuck buddys had rented. I took my two duffel bags out of the back seat of the car on the driver's side and Wayne snaked his hand out of his window, caught my elbow, and brought me down to where I had to look him in the eye. "Don't you know what I meant back there before breakfast, aaron . . . when I said you can have it all without strings?" <> hands had parted Arata's inner thighs and were taking possession of the young man's hardening cock. Arata let the erotic paintings slowly slide out of his hands and he began to struggle me | |
livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several
Posted on: January 18, 2009 |
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| stilled, and sat once more side by side. not a word had passed. My cock, shamefully, throbbed and lifted. 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. | |
the inside of a warm mouth. I froze and he gripped
Posted on: January 16, 2009 |
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| In my head I was already out the door. I'd seen what I came to see, got my cockual buzz on, and now it was no longer safe. 'I could get arrested' was drowned out by the sound of my heart racing in my ear and then the sweetest thing I'd felt, the inside of a warm mouth. I froze and he gripped the back of my hips forcing the thrust that came too willingly. He gagged a little, and I felt myself slide in and curve down the back of his throat and all memories of consequence seeped down the drain. | |
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, | |
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He grabbed my hand and led me up. I still had the blindfold on
Posted on: November 22, 2008 |
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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. | |
They both looked at each other stunned and began laughing
Posted on: November 21, 2008 |
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| They both looked at each other stunned and began laughing uproariously. josh couldn’t help but comment on how much like a Three Stooges move that was. jerrywas embarrassed, but still relieved that some of the pressure was off… or so he thought. | |
They were both twisting and turning over each other’s
Posted on: November 20, 2008 |
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| They were both twisting and turning over each other’s bodies trying to discover every secret the other held. josh kissed jerryin places the older man had never been kissed before. josh was receiving pleasures he could not have imagined from a man who had the experience to transport the younger man into the cosmos. | |
“You jacked other guys off,” he said incredulously???
Posted on: October 19, 2008 |
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| drinking more than I can recock and so was Mike. It was on one of their visits when he and I were sitting on an Autumn night in the garden in the dark when he told me it was now 1 months since he had had cock. “My cock’s going to shrivel up and die,” he said. “I can’t go and find a prostitute. It’s just not my way,” he said. “I’m just so permanently horny. You must know what it feels like. How long were you at dudes’ boarding school before you went to the mixed one?” “Three years,” I said. “So what did you do,” he asked? I tried to divert the conversation but the drink was now talking. “Well you know what lads are like,” I said? “no,” He replied. “We just kept each other amused on the long winter nights,” I joked. “You jacked other guys off,” he said incredulously??? “Well we were young and horny,” I replied as if to exonerate m | |
would like to do something?”
Posted on: October 18, 2008 |
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| Did you ever get fucked in the ass,” he repeated like a cracked gramophone record. “Well I received and gave a couple of seconds,” I replied. “Wow,” he said. “The secret life of Mark Weston.” Looking at me with his eno like saucers, “Never done anything like that in my life – never even thought about it.” He sat looking into the middle distance and then just as quickly started talking about football. Suddenly he said, “Do you ever look at guys now and think you would like to do something?” “Someseconds but I am happily settled with Lisa,” I replied. “Yeh, course you are,” he said and winked. | |
livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several stroking themselves under their towels, ...
Posted on: October 17, 2008 |
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| “Jeeesus, that’s fucking magic,” he exclaimed with his legs opening wider. My finger started to explore his hole and he whimpered as I did so. He wasn’t getting off Scott free though. I clambered up to him and sat astride his chest, offering him my stiff cock. He looked at it as it dangled on to his nose and then tentatively took it in his hand. His grip was nothing special but after three years of waiting it was fantastic to me. I was glad I had been drinking or I am sure he would have had a faceful of cum within seconds. I puhed my cock to his lips, took both hands to the I got back, Mike had lifted her skirt, pulled down her undiess and was fingering her exposed gash. “I had better leave you to it,” I said. “no, come here,” He said. I walked over and he took my hand and guided it between her legs. He held my finger and puhed it into her. “I don’t think this is very fair on taran,” I said. “Do you think he is fair with me then,” He said in an indignant tone. “What pleasure is there in humping a corpse anyway?” “I need action and my cock sucked.” He looked at me in a funny way. “Suck me Mark!” “What,” I asked? Though the earlier conversation had been erotic, it had not actually crossed my mind that he was thinking of action in any way. He started to unclip his jeans and pulled them down. There before me were the Calvin Kleins in all their glory and filled with what nature had intended. His cock was straining at the front causing an obscene triangular shape with a damp patch at the end. “You’ve done it before and I really need some help here,” He continued. The Calvins were down and the most beautiful piece of uncut cock stood upright before me. It was about 1 inches long but thick. The skin at the end gently pulled back with the strain of the erection to reveal a pink head beneath, still half covered. His hair was restricted to the pubic area with a wisp heading up to his navel and the balls hung slightly red and well below his body. He was stroking it up and down and a little bulb of pre-cum appeared on the end before being caught up with the up and down movement of his hand. The picture before me was bizarre. taran was lying on the bed with her legs wide open and her cunt exposed. He was lying right beside her masturbating and saying, “Suck it please.” I pulled my trousers off without saying a word and wearing only a t-shirt, my hard 1.1 inch cock in hand, I knelt between his legs and took his cock in my hand. I licked the end and swirled my tongue round it and under the foreskin. His cock jumped to a stiffness that made it feel like an iron rod. “Oh nosss….” Hissed out from between his teeth. I cupped his balls and started to suck him up and down, swallowing as much of his delicious cock as I could. I licked his balls and let my tongue trace up his body to his nipples. I licked back down and opened his legs, letting my tongue run round his anus. “Jeeesus, that’s fucking magic,” He exclaimed with his legs opening wider. My finger started to explore his hole and he whimpered as I did so. He wasn’t getting off Scot free though. I clambered up to him and sat astride his chest, offering him my stiff cock. He looked at it as it dangled on to his nose and then tentatively took it in his hand. His grip was nothing special but after three years of waiting it was fantastic to me. I was glad I had been drinking or I am sure he would have had a faceful of cum within seconds. I puhed my cock to his lips, took both hands to 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 had stilled, and sat once more side by side. not a word had passed. My cock, shamefully, throbbed and lifted. 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. | |
he is fair with me then,” he said in an indignant tone? “What pleasure is there in humping ...
Posted on: October 16, 2008 |
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| got back, Mike had lifted her skirt, pulled down her undiess and was fingering her exposed gash. “I had better leave you to it,” I said. “no, come here,” he said. I walked over and he took my hand and guided it between her legs. He held my finger and puhed it into her. “I don’t think this is very fair on taran,” I said. “Do you think he is fair with me then,” he said in an indignant tone? “What pleasure is there in humping a corpse anyway? I need action and my cock sucked.” He looked at me in a funny way. “Suck me Mark!” “What,” I asked? Though the earlier conversation had been erotic, it had not actually crossed my mind that he was thinking of action in any way. | |
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paintings that had been placed before him. ...
Posted on: October 15, 2008 |
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| More rustling and Arata felt strong hands on his body inside the billowing layers of silk. He felt he should be doing something in response, in defense, but the drugged tea possessed his mind and opened his sensitivity to the pleasure of touch, and his eno could not tear themselves from the erotic paintings that had been placed before him. And arching over all of that was his sense of history, of the many generations of Yamashitas, whose fortunes now rested on him. The Yamashitas were being honored and given good fortune. He was being honored and given good fortune. | |
at the treat that was waiting for me on the other side. He was tall and lean. The smile on his face
Posted on: October 14, 2008| ormation and jumped in the shower. not long after I had dried off, I heard a knock at the door. My cock stirred in anticipation, I gave it a quick tug and headed to the door. I was taken aback at the treat that was waiting for me on the other side. He was tall and lean. The smile on his face told me he was also glad to see I wasn’t some old troll. I was in my 11s, but I could easily pass for mid thirties. Years of working out had made sure of that. | |
I slapped my dripping dick against his face a couple
Posted on: October 13, 2008 |
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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 seconds. Slowly, I fed him my throbbing cock; 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. | |
for Arata to examine. Arata bluhed at what was
Posted on: October 12, 2008 |
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| no idea that tea could be so intoxicating. Lord Barnes had moved his cushion quite closely in front of Arata now, so that it was positioned where the tea table had been. From the folds in his heavily layered kimono, the daimyo produced brush paintings on rice paper and turned them for Arata to examine. Arata bluhed at what was being depicted in these paintings, but he was involuntarily aroused as well. That tea and its effect on his senses had dulled his natural aversion to | |
