This is a cyber chat about the sex between an online identity called robin and one called captcook. Read it if you are interested in cock stroking and talk about anal sex and then cum swallowing.
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Cyber Sex Chat Between Captain Cock And Robin
Cycle Courier Homo Sex
The air conditioning in my office was fighting a losing battle, the sweat was pouring off me and my poor secretary looked so red in the face, I thought she might explode. I was already dreaming of the weekend, but there was one more task to complete. I needed to send some documents over to our head office for signing and then wait until they came back. I sat back and started to day dream.
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Dad and Son Jacking Off
Dad and son bonding/jacking off together.
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Dad's Friend with Dirty Intentions
How my dad's friend gave me the most intense pleasure while he stayed back.
first time
Daddies In Lockers
Now I was about to shower in one of the locker rooms at work. I was conscious of my less than buff body. I'm not a blob, but I do have a little gut, and my buns while they're attractive enough and firm, they aren't rock solid. I was also the only black guy there, making me feel extra self-conscious. As I undressed, glancing around as subtly as possible, fighting off an erection.
beginnings
Daddy Mitch
The hot, black bartender I work with takes me home, and turns me out.
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Daddy Mitch Chapter Three
I submit myself to Mitch for training.
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Daddy Mitch Chapter Two
After breeding me, Mitch and I get a little more accqainted. I fall asleep and wake up to his morning wood.
interracial
Daily Steam Routine
The steam room was my sanctuary in the house of pain that most called a gym. The bleached white towel that lazily draped over my thighs was the only image of purity that this bath house would conjure up this evening. Being so wasted from my work out, it hurt to just sit up against the back dark corner of the steaming box. Somebody had covered the harsh yellow light with a couple wet towels. One.
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Dallas Backroom Cock Sucking
What I mean by trash bar hopping is that we had decided to hit as many gay bars off the main drag as we could before the night ended. The last stop of the night was a bar called the Trestle. If you had to categorize me I would be a twink. Hot, young, slim, and well endowed. I swiftly walked by this person and made my way around the bar and into a hallway.
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