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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.

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As if under a spell one day during a lunch conversation

The weeks passed, and Matt managed to find his way to the motel every so often for lunch and another conversation. I couldn’t get enough of him. The energy of his aura, the grace with which he projected his dreams out into the open, the way his hands danced melodically through the syntax of his expression; it was enthralling, it was captivating, it was magical. As if under a spell one day during a lunch conversation, I reached across the table and placed my hands on his. Quietly, I looked down at my plate, avoiding eye contact, wondering what his response would be. Several long and apprehension-filled moments passed during which I debated the wisdom of my action; finally, and without moving his hands, he spoke.

“You know,” he said. “I’ve never seen your switch room

“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?”

Surprisingly, I was not consumed with thoughts of him.

the dance of his eno and the richness of his laugh. In turn, Jeremiah told me stories of his youth and recounted tales of his many successes. Surprisingly, I was not consumed with thoughts of him. I was not obsessed or plagued with fantasy. But over second, my playful and innocent desire to be in his company evolved as the playful syntax of friendship gave way to more insistent, provoking thought. Sitting on the porch at home one evening watching the sunset, I realized quite suddenly, that passionate feelings about him lay deep within me, aching for release.

, the man sucked deeper and harder, and I felt my sperm rise gently. ...

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.

the folds of his kimono, the daimyo produced a magic

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,

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

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

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.

map to what I might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the ...

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

he was enveloping me fast. My mind was screaming, danger, do SOMETHING. My flesh, startled by the

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.

I was awakened out of my trance with the word “virgin,” and asked

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 eno, he muttered, “Go on... press your finger against

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.

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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.

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The initial pain soon passed and Jason was now left the most amazing feeling in his ass. It had years since he had been with such an enthusiastic fucker. Each stroke felt like it ought to be enough to get Matt's cum gushing but on and on he lunged with the sweat pouring down his handsome face. This hole, thought Matt, it was so tight and hot and so damn wrong that it was just perfectly right. Jason's cock was hard again and he reached for it now and started to stroke it, matching stroke for stroke Matt's manic fucking. The pair were drenched in sweat and close to exhaustion as they pleasured each other.

felt that would scare the living daylights out of him. ...

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.

of hundred seconds.

“not sure we should be discussing this,” I said, a little worried as to how he might view me if he heard too much. “What did you do,” he repeated as though he hadn’t heard a word. “Well, we jacked together and someseconds each other. We would suck each other, someseconds in twos or even three or four.” “Did you suck anyone off,” he asked? “Well no, a couple of seconds,” I lied as it was more like a couple of hundred seconds. “Did you even get fucked in the ass,” he said, moving the conversation up a notch.” “Some guys did it,” I sidestepped.

house. The way was slow as he kept stumbling too.

I wasn’t sure what the wink was meant to mean but taran stumbled through and sat beside us looking very drunk. Lisa had gone to bed it seemed. “I’d better get to bed now,” he said. “Think I might get my wicked way now he’s passed out.” He nodded over to taran who was, indeed, sound asleep and slouched in the garden chair. “Let me give you a hand with her,” I said. I ran into the house and found Lisa tucked up and asleep then back out to the garden, pulling the door behind me as I went. Mike and I took an arm each over our shoulders and carried taran back to his house. The way was slow as he kept stumbling too. When we got her inside, we went through to the bedroom and dumped her on to the bed. I went to put some lights on in the living area and when I

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livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several stroking themselves under their towels, ...

“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.