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It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut
Posted on: January 22, 2009
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| I expected many things to come out of him, this request was not one of them. For several seconds I was too shocked to understand the request, so I just continued to stare. It was a logical request given his profession, but my mind flew past logic and settled on the only other reason he would want to see it—it was the only place within the massive motel for which I had the only key. He gripped my hands in his, and squeezed tightly, as if to It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut. jerryhad put just enough product in josh’s hair to be hip without becoming metrocockual. jerrynoticed how good josh smelled as he took the towel off his shoulder. | |
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 | |
away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue
Posted on: January 18, 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. | |
, the man sucked deeper and harder, and I felt my sperm rise gently. ...
Posted on: January 17, 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. | |
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, | |
He grabbed my hand and led me up. I still had the blindfold on
Posted on: November 23, 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. | |
As josh stared down at the still frame of him blowing me
Posted on: November 22, 2008 |
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| "That’s it. Get all that fat dick." I felt his meaty paw once again on my baldhead, josh hopped into the room, his excitement palpable. He was clearly delighted at the prospect of seeing himself fuck Jason. He strolled over immediately to my desk and stared intently at the screen. Suddenly, his mild grin exploded into a smiling maw of teeth. As josh stared down at the still frame of him blowing me, I walked up next to him and laid one hand onto the desk. josh soliloquied to himself, "First second I ever sucked a guy." | |
ass when suddenly this hard club of a cock puhed past his ring and into his
Posted on: November 21, 2008 |
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| Jason was just thinking how wonderful it felt, and how unusual it was that a straight guy would eat ass when suddenly this hard club of a cock puhed past his ring and into his guts. Damn, the dude was in a hurry! Tears stung Jason's eno and he concentrated on adjusting to this thick, fleshy cock that was starting to stab into his guts. Matt was like an animal now, thrusting away into Jason's chute and calling him every dirty name under the sun. | |
josh and I stood next to each other, watching him pump my
Posted on: November 20, 2008 |
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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. | |
on the bed and he walked to the toilet and wahed the
Posted on: October 21, 2008 |
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| To my absolute surprise, he puhed his face down to mine and kissed me on the lips. Between kisses he said, “It’s been so long.” The fucking was getting frantic and I took my own cock in hand to keep up with him. He tensed and I felt his cock expand inside me followed by a wet warmth as I felt each spurt fire into my hole accompanied by a hard thrust from Mike. “Don’t cum,” He said. “I need more.” He left me lying on the bed and he walked to the toilet and wahed the cum off the end of his cock as I watched. My cock was aching to cum and I was scared we might disturb taran. He didn’t seem frightened or even guilty. | |
earlier really got me going.” “Can you forgive
Posted on: October 20, 2008 |
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| Mike came again, still with some force and though not all went in my mouth, the familiar taste of male semen wahed around my tongue and my cock erupted with a force that splattered on Mike’s back and sprayed over his shoulder to land on my face. He leaned forward and kissed me again. I was sure it was to try the taste without risk!! “Oh Mark, I’m so sorry to have used you like this.” “I won’t let this happen again.” “I don’t know what came over me but I was just so horny and all that talk earlier really got me going.” “Can you forgive me?” I put my finger to his lips. “We are best friends aren’t we?” | |
started to stroke as his cock slipped in and out of my mouth
Posted on: October 19, 2008 |
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| As I went into his personal toilet to change and clean up, the inner office phone rang. I tried to hear the conversation but couldn’t make anything out. But from the sound of his voice it didn’t sound too good. “Come here now!” came the roar from the other room. Guess it’s second for round number two, I thought to myself. not bothering to finish dressing I stepped out of the private toilet. Roberts cock was already out and waiting for me. It looked like tonight I was going to be working oversecond. back of his head, and forced my cock into his mouth. I started to facefuck him. I looked down at this straight subject of my dreams and over to his wife lying beside him and noticed that his finger was still sliding in and out of her cunt. I found it so erotic. Suddenly he puhed me off and I thought that was it. However, he pulled off his jeans and puhed me back on the bed face down. He parted my cheeks and to my absolute surprise, started to rim me. His hand was between my legs, stroking my cock backwards towards him. Next I felt his cock against my hole. With only saliva for lubricant I thought it was going to be a long and painful journey. I was surprised with his precum and saliva, how easily the 1 inches slid into me. I was facing taran’s open cunt and used the opportunity to push my tongue deep into her while her husband fucked me. He then rolled me over and lifted my legs into the air so I could see him as he fucked. To my absolute surprise, he puhed his face down to mine and kissed me on the lips. Between kisses he said, “It’s been so long.” The fucking was getting frantic and I took my own cock in hand to keep up with him. He tensed and I felt his cock expand inside me followed by a wet warmth as I felt each spurt fire into my hole accompanied by a hard thrust from Mike. “Don’t cum,” he said. “I need more.” He left me lying on the bed and he walked to the toilet and wahed the cum off the end of his cock as I watched. My cock was aching to cum and I was scared we might disturb taran. He didn’t seem frightened or even guilty. As he walked back, his cock swung between his legs and looked as though it had only half deflated. He walked across to me and took my cock in his mouth. His sucking was not of the highest calibre and I had to keep stopping him as his teeth caught my foreskin. It was still wonderful and he brought me very close. I could cum in his mouth as I felt that would scare the living daylights out of him. Next he sat astride me and puhed his now revitalised organ back into my mouth, stroking it with his hand as he did so. He leaned backwards and gripped mine with his right hand. He started to stroke as his cock slipped in and out of my mouth. Mike came again, still with some force and though not all went in my mouth, the fa | |
“You jacked other guys off,” he said incredulously???
Posted on: October 18, 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 | |
he is fair with me then,” he said in an indignant tone? “What pleasure is there in humping ...
Posted on: October 17, 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. | |
with a wisp heading up to his navel and the balls hung
Posted on: October 16, 2008 |
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| 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. | |
felt at first the rustling of the silks. Those of the daimyo
Posted on: October 13, 2008 |
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| what he had seen. He had seen such drawings before, but they had been very crude, not beautifully bruhed as these were. His eno drank in the exotic couplings being presented on the rice paper, and he felt his body stirring as it did when he watched the young women of his village bathe themselves from the secret observation posts that he and the other young men had developed over generations of village life. He heard more than felt at first the rustling of the silks. Those of the daimyo as his hands drew out of the folds of his kimono and then of the silk of his own kimono, as the daimyo pulled away the folds—just enough for his hands to slip in. | |
his gym-tightened chest. “Homo over there sure knows how to cum.”
Posted on: October 12, 2008 |
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| —and what Wesley was encouraging Jason to do. Even more disturbing, Jason found himself enjoying the feel of another dude’s semen entering his piss slit. Fired up like a drunk frat dude, Jason began the copulatory rhythm. “no, tiger,” Clavier said in a sorority girl voice. Jason lowered his gym-tightened chest. “Homo over there sure knows how to cum.” A surge of wind buffeted Jason’s rumps like an open hand. | |
and intoxicating on Arata's tongue. He wondered where
Posted on: October 11, 2008 |
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| ugh, as he drank his tea. And when the young man had finihed, Lord Barnes immediately poured him another cup and bade, with hand signals, for the young man to drink up, which he did. The tea was sweet and intoxicating on Arata's tongue. He wondered where such a wonderful drink came from. It was putting him into a dreamy state, and he felt his senses sharpening. He felt almost as if he could rise and float over the fairyland set inside the daimyo's far-flung castle. | |
point, he stood up and backed off a bit. He slowly unbuttoned
Posted on: October 10, 2008 |
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| "no, I guess so," I responded, teased mightily by that hand covering my cock. But at that point, he stood up and backed off a bit. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his body. Then he pulled his undershirt over his head. He was in great shape for a man his age, as I knew | |
spank him, as well—or worse. Terrified and incited at the prospect
Posted on: October 09, 2008 |
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| Was the cuff, Jason wondered, a sign that nature was on Wesley’s side? Possessing nates the color of sand, Jason couldn’t be sure that Wesley wouldn’t spank him, as well—or worse. Terrified and incited at the prospect, Jason jostled Clavier harder and faster. He kneaded her left softball and licked the engorged nipple on the right. | |
shaky and still drunk with the feeling of power, the
Posted on: October 08, 2008 |
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| My orgasm lurked below, ready, but under control. I wanted this power to last; this was the rough hard fuck that never happened with Julia. My eye caught the mirror on the wall, the reflection of my own hips driving down against a body nearly identical to mine. Still looking, shifting round, a view from the rear, two bodies in symmetry, equal, my balls hanging just above his. I watched my own buttocks sink towards his, and felt the vibrations from his back as he groaned deeply; pure, animal, ball-busting, sweat-dripping, ho-holds-barred cock. Too much for me to hold back on, and I grappled him hard, a vice-like grip, while I went into orgasm, feeling shot after shot of hot cum spray deep into him. One of those climaxes that goes on and on, coming back in little waves, and I was still oozing cum when I’d pulled away and peeled off the condom. I looked at him for a while, lying dozily on the bed, panting heavily, his crack slippery with lube, his skin fluhed and sweaty. Then, a bit shaky and still drunk with the feeling of power, the perverse thrill, I left the flimsy cabin without a word. no, you can empty your balls into a cute young body and not have to make soppy conversation afterwards. | |
Jason’s balls approached blastoff
Posted on: October 07, 2008 |
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| What would Wesley and Jason’s parents say if they caught the twinks—not to mention, Clavier—in the middle of what they were doing? What would the youths answer regarding the constructiveness of their act that night? How would Wesley and Jason, in particular, explain their enjoyment at engaging in dirty cock? You’re our country’s future, Jason’s mother said in his head. Her frail voice echoed, Enemies walk in our midst. Jason’s balls approached blastoff. You must be ever vigilant against them. Jason turned left his narrow forehead of almond brown. “His butt sure is hotter than your cunt,” he hollered, trying to forget the echoes in his mind. “Holy cow! You’re wetter than a pussycat.” | |
