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As josh stared down at the still frame of him blowing me
Posted on: January 26, 2009
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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." | |
josh’s girth was such that jerryfelt as though he was being split in
Posted on: January 25, 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. | |
As if under a spell one day during a lunch conversation
Posted on: January 23, 2009 |
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| 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. | |
Each of our visits allowed more information to pass between us
Posted on: January 22, 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. | |
Surprisingly, I was not consumed with thoughts of him.
Posted on: January 21, 2009 |
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| 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. | |
Unable to do anything about it, usually I’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole
Posted on: January 20, 2009 |
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| 'Oh yeah...oh yeah...I'm gettin close!' Matt cried out. About damn second too, Jason thought as he concentrated on his own orgasm. He could feel his One would think years of marriage to a beautiful woman would have subsided my curiosity for cock, but it hadn’t. Many nights I’d woken up hard as a rock, always aching for some hung stud to pound my ass. Unable to do anything about it, usually I’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole second I’d pretend I was plunging into a man’s love hole instead of her juicy pussy. Daydreaming about being with a man, was making me visibly hard. I’d have to hold my bag in | |
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. | |
livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several
Posted on: January 17, 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. | |
tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get
Posted on: January 14, 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. | |
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. | |
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. | |
When my mouth started to get tired I tongued his balls,
Posted on: November 24, 2008 |
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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. | |
light and measure at the same second.
Posted on: November 23, 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. | |
”Ya know,” harris continued, with now heavily labored breath.
Posted on: November 22, 2008 |
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| ”Ya know,” harris continued, with now heavily labored breath. “I think I understand myself implicitly now in a way I never have before.” He continued huffing and thrusting. “The… pounding… of… my… cock… in… your… ass…” he shouted with each thrust, timing his words with the slap of his balls slamming against my ass, “…has helped me see what I am… and where I have gone wrong in my life.” | |
You like that dick?"
Posted on: November 21, 2008 |
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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?" | |
"You’ve already agreed to the next two levels," he said.
Posted on: November 20, 2008 |
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| She just laughed and shook her ass for us josh usually the quiet one asked for confirmation that Jasons ass was actually juicy Jason strutted over to him and bent over in front of josh Jason shook her ass a few more times to encourage josh to grope her josh reciprocated "You’ve already agreed to the next two levels," he said. "It would be breaking the deal to back out now. Nothing has really been done before we get to the end of that part of the deal, where you no longer keep your jeans on. You’ve just got some money and you don’t have to admit to anything life altering." He had already brought his right hand up to where it was lightly covering my package. "So, are you ready to add to the cash register." | |
easily the 1 inches slid into me. I was facing taran’s open cunt and used the opportunity to ...
Posted on: October 21, 2008 |
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| the back of his head, and forced my cock into his mouth. I started to face fuck 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. | |
He’d never been this rough before. I didn’t think my jaw could take much more. ...
Posted on: October 20, 2008 |
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| nd I’ve got yours on my finger. So I guess we’re quits, huh?” He stood up and sneered nastily. “Quits? no fucking way. not by a long fucking stretch...” He started grabbing up his stuff, still without any underwear on, and shoving it into his rucksack. “You’re not leaving, Rob? Surely you can sJason one more night...?” “not after that,” he grunted. “Come on, mate.” I grabbed his arm. “I’m sorry if I went too far. I thought you were asking me to do all that to you. If you weren’t, then I’m genuinely sorry...” He hesitated and I added, “I don’t want to lose you as a friend, Rob... really...” He fingers gripped my hair as he began to pound his monster tool into my mouth. His moans became louder and hungrier. He’d never been this rough before. I didn’t think my jaw could take much more. I struggled against his thrusts but he didn’t ease up instead he puhed me further down into him. I gagged and choked on his hardness, which only made him thrust harder. He was out | |
fingers ran all over my balls, tugging them, and squeezing
Posted on: October 19, 2008 |
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| “Your turn stud” he whispered in my ear. His hand rubbing me through the fabric sent me into high gear. I couldn’t take it when he did that to me. Sensing my urge he unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing erection. It was not nearly as big as his but it was uncut, which he loved. With his mouth still pressed against mine, he began to pump my cock. Harder and harder he stroked my shaft, my passion filled kisses matched the intenseness of his strokes. His warm hand slipped into my tight undiess and pulled out my smooth sac. My body trembled as his fingers ran all over my balls, tugging them, and squeezing them. It made me spiral out of control. He held on tightly to me and I exploded. Cum poured out of me in huge thick spurts all over my shirt and tie, luckily I always kept an extra change of clothes for special occasions like these. | |
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 | |
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. | |
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. | |
