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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. | |
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 | |
primeval motion tracing its way up through the ages.
Posted on: January 18, 2009 |
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| Arata gave a muted scream of pain and filling as the daimyo lifted his hips with both of his hands and skewered him firmly on his powerful cock and pulled the young man deeply into his lap. The young offering arched his back and his face turned skyward and was bathed in the beam of the full moon streaming through the opening in the pavilion ceiling as he began to move his hips, meeting the natural rhythm of his lord with that of his own, his fears and concerns melting away in a natural, primeval motion tracing its way up through the ages. Rustling silk. Thrust. Moan. Drum beat. "Beware the tea of the full moon." Thrust. Groan. Drum beat. "Beware the tea of the full moon." Thrust. M-o-a-n. Drum beat. "Beware . . . " Aiyeeeeee. | |
away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue
Posted on: January 17, 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. | |
map to what I might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the ...
Posted on: January 15, 2009 |
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| Jason?" I goaded him and he responded that he'd take all I had to give. "You don't get much dick from your girl" I laughed. He responded by cupping my balls in his hands, pulled them so that they hung outside my fly and started to bath me with his tongue. "You deserve some cock in your life don't you dude! You need some cock Jason. Is that what you want?" He looked at me and begged. "Can you fuck me, please. I just need to get fucked is all." I smiled and slapped my dick across his face and the sound echoed in the silence of solid walls. I dragged and puhed the head against his closed eye leaving a moist trail. Brip. Then aaronding down to reach behind him I slid my hand that was wet from the pipes down the back of his pants. The crack of his ass served as the map to what I might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the thickening fur the closer I edged them to the final stop. Brap. He arched, head aaront down to the floor, his hands anchored my feet and my finger slid in. "no" was what I heard | |
of me. I tried to get my mind off that for fear I
Posted on: January 13, 2009 |
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| sgusting. Three bloody months,” he repeated. “Never gone more than a week in the past.” I took him home and suffered a tirade from taran for the state he was in. It was about three weeks later that we heard the news that taran had miscarried. They were both distraught and it took a few months more before they seemed to settle back to their former selves and started to visit us again. taran was door. My heart was pounding at the thought of having him on top of me. I tried to get my mind off that for fear I would get a huge erection. I sat next to him on the bed. | |
looked so deliciously rude
Posted on: November 23, 2008 |
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| looked so deliciously rude. not that Jason could see very well with his face so close up to Matt's thick bush of pubic hair. The man smelled like a dream, all hot and sweaty and musky. He reeked of cock and Jason had to have it all. | |
Pulling off of me, he responded, “Well, no. But I have given considerable
Posted on: November 22, 2008 |
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| He was now ready to come. He hovered over gonna suck my cock or are you gonna write a fucking sonnet about it?” “Oh… sorry,” he responded before plunging my rosy cauliflower tip in between his lips. He took just the head in his mouth, sucking down and twirling his tongue back and forth under and around the bottom half of it before pulling off to remark, “Huh… I expected it to taste like something. But it just doesn’t really…” “Okay! no more talking!” I commanded, rubbing my fingers into his short, brown, curls to guide his head back down over my phallus. His lips met my cock once more, but this second, not in the apprehensive, probing, exploratory sort of way he had gone down on me before. This second, he gently and caressingly slid his mouth around and down the shaft of my pole, lubing me up and taking me all in. My tip hit the back of his throat and I felt his gag reflex gripping and jerking against the underside of me. His tongue alternated between long, forceful strokes against the sensitive underside of my shaft and tiny, quick little flicks at my tip and pee-slit as he worked his way up and down my cock with his mouth. “Oh… my… Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” I asked, arching my back at the sensations, and smiling deep with each long, slow slide of his lips and tongue. Pulling off of me, he responded, “Well, no. But I have given considerable thought to what I’d like done to me, so I’m just assuming that that would translate…” ”Shush shush. Sorry I asked,” I blurted out, cutting him off. “Just assume all of my questions to be rhetorical from now on, okay?” | |
light and measure at the same second.
Posted on: November 21, 2008 |
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| It was just a few moments before he returned and went into the closet to measure. He said it was dark in there and asked if I had a flashlight. I quickly grabbed the flashlight out of the drawer and took it to him. He was trying to hold the light and measure at the same second. I told him that I would hold it for him. He said, "You mean the flashlight?" and again grinned. I told him I’d get a lamp to give him light in the closet. He said, he’d rather I hold the flashlight for him. With that, he put his hand down and moved his cock, around so that it was a little more comfortable for him but also really showed his length and the head of his cock pointing down towards the opening of the leg. | |
think even he couldn’t take it anymore. He opened my mouth
Posted on: November 20, 2008 |
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| put it around my eno. He knew I wanted his cock. I started to beg, almost whining. He chuckled. I heard his pants unzip. I wanted it more. I beg. All of a sudden I felt something rub across my face. More and more. He was rubbing his prick all over my face. I couldn’t believe how much I LOVED IT. It felt so good. I was laughing in ecstasy. I think even he couldn’t take it anymore. He opened my mouth gently with his hands. I finally felt his cock on my tongue. It was even better than I thought. I took him down my throat. It tasted so good. The hardness, the warmth. I tried to take it as deep as I could. It’s so big…around 1 or 1 inches. I couldn’t keep it out of my mouth. I was in love! | |
started to stroke as his cock slipped in and out of my mouth
Posted on: October 18, 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 | |
would like to do something?”
Posted on: October 17, 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 16, 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. | |
was on the phone with the 111 number that guaranteed
Posted on: October 15, 2008 |
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| front of me when I got off the plane. Impatiently, I looked at my watch as the fasten seatbelt light came on. Soon, I’d get myself some action. The Microcorp Expo provided a good excuse for me to get away. After much resistance, I had managed to convince my wife he would only be bored since I would be too busy to pay her any attention and it would be best if I went alone. I checked into my motel, ready and eager to get this weekend started. As soon as I got to my room I dropped off my luggage, and within minutes I was on the phone with the 111 number that guaranteed the man of my dreams. I made my request for a smooth, well-hung, versatile stud. They told me it would be about an hour. I gave them my in | |
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. | |
fuck buddy in and he immediately insisted on taking care of business. I handed him a white envelope
Posted on: October 13, 2008 |
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| I invited my young fuck buddy in and he immediately insisted on taking care of business. I handed him a white envelope with the money and without counting it he stuck it in his back pocket. He told me his name, but I was not paying attention to what he was saying. I only had one thing on my mind and that was his smooth round ass. | |
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 | |
thoughts were fleeting. He was floating above all this and
Posted on: October 11, 2008 |
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| Lord Barnes was smiling at him now, and Arata began to hear a slow, dull drum beat mixed in with the lute music from across the pond—or was that just the pounding in his ears or of his heart? The tea in the pot set aside for Arata was drained into the cup, and Arata drank the last of it, hungrily. Servants ruhed in and swept away the table and tea set, but Arata hardly noticed their coming and going. His mind was dissembling, and his thoughts were fleeting. He was floating above all this and undiesly hoped that his altered state of mind wasn't being noticed by his lord. He was slightly embarrassed, not being able to hold his tea. He had grown up on much stronger drink than this. He | |
Bicockual Liberation. The peace that Wesley and Jason
Posted on: October 10, 2008 |
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| The smell of lecithin wafted through the mildly sticky air. Clavier reclined on Jason’s sore back and blocked some of the night breeze that was blowing past the sliding glass door. Jason, however, continued to rest on Wesley. The now bi-curious guy basked in the male-male intimacy that more straight men of his generation were opening themselves to under the slogan: Bicockual Liberation. The peace that Wesley and Jason breathed in and out surpassed words. Hopefully, Jason concluded, society would soon reach the point when all guys could attain this level of contentment, free from guilt and inhibitions. | |
Clavier’s vagina was enough to make any guy cum. Yet, Jason couldn’t
Posted on: October 09, 2008 |
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| $111," I squeaked. "Doesn’t get you too far, does it? You’ll be wanting to know what big money is. And speaking of >Jason’s milk-crusted birdie sunk into Clavier’s slit. “Yeah!” Wesley said. “Flood her insides.” Jason hoisted Clavier’s calves toward his shapely shoulders and puhed harder. The film in Clavier’s vagina was enough to make any guy cum. Yet, Jason couldn’t stop thinking that evolution didn’t mean for things to be like this. Simply put, it was unnatural for a male to let another male cum in the female of a species. Still, this was what Jason had allowed Wesley to do | |
spank him, as well—or worse. Terrified and incited at the prospect
Posted on: October 07, 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. | |
straight buddies had taught him this method of masturbation in high school. In knee-jerk reaction,
Posted on: October 06, 2008 |
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| Cleaning off in the shower, men leered and edged towards me, but I felt only repulsion and guilt. I was dried and dressed quickly, out of there, before the self-disgust kicked in. “not much, we didn’t drink anything.” Back in the flat, Julia eyed You’re truly something else,” Jason said with disgust. Inside, however, he found himself reveling at Wesley’s primate motions. How Jason wihed that his straight buddies had taught him this method of masturbation in high school. In knee-jerk reaction, Jason sawed harder into Wesley. “Whoo-hoo!” Wesley said. “You hit the spot!” His lower legs continued to hang off Jason’s upper arms “frog style.” | |
