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Sex With Biker Boy

It was a humid day, not uncomfortable but warm enough for me to be wearing just a baggy t-shirt and a pair of jeans cut off at the knees. When the doorbell rang I'd just finished getting something to eat and I was standing in the toilet taking a piss. I yelled to give me a sec in the direction of the door, leaning back slightly so I could see around the staircase and work out who it was.
3.9 1602 words 7 mins beginnings hunk muscular  twink  big cock

Fag Snags Great Straight Cock And Sucks Him Dry

Nothing excites me more than servicing the cocks of straight men. If the man I'm blowing has kids - a true breeder - that is the ultimate thrill for me. This is a true story of one occasion when I was fortunate enough to get a young straight stud to fuck my mouth. About seven years ago I was driving around. It was early summer, but quite hot. I picked him up and engaged him in conversation.
3.8 885 words 4 mins encounters blowjob  bubble butt

Soldier Boy

It was a visit we made from time to time. Tom and Julie lived in a town about three hours' drive away. It was a town in which there was an army garrison, a place that fascinated me. An army career was one of the options I was considering once I had completed my degree. We arrived at lunchtime. After eating, I left the old friends to their reminiscences and went exploring.
3.6 2170 words 10 mins military

The Room Filled With Toys

I walked into the gym. I had only met this kid earlier that day and here I was, walking into a gym filled with 25 men dressed in only jock straps. How was this day going to end? Was I sure that I was doing the right thing?
3.3 2231 words 10 mins athletic

Blacks Can Moan

Ha. I didn't believe him. Most men moan whenever having sex. In fact, according to my knowledge, every man and woman moans during sex, right? I could be wrong, but I knew he, of all people, was a moaner in bed. I knew it, because I'd always hear him moaning when he was in the bathroom masturbating. Even with the shower on, I could still hear him moan. So my roommate was a liar.
4.1 1500 words 7 mins friendship anal sex fucking  black men  rimming  jockstrap

Bus Stop Gay Sex

Panting heavily he ran up the stairs to the upper deck. The bus was nearly empty, it was still early and few people had to work on a Saturday. He slumped into the backseat. His t-shirt clung tightly to his heaving chest and he could feel the sweat trickling down the back of his neck. He caught glimse of himself reflected in the window.
3 1709 words 8 mins beginnings jockstrap

What I Was Waiting For

Traffic was so light, that it didn't exist at that time of night, and it was starting to sprinkle rain, with flashes of lighting illuminating a heavy bank of clouds told me it was about to do more than sprinkle. There was nothing I could do but trudge along on the verge of the highway, and hope for the best. I was tired, and decided to try to find some cover to get some rest.
3.8 3293 words 15 mins beginnings & encounters & first time

Fly Swatter

The damn things were driving me crazy. I'd tried everything from bug spray to those newfangled emitters that you plugged into the wall outlet for supposedly 12 hours of protection and blissful sleep. Nothing had worked as it was supposed to. I had bought an old fashioned fly swatter, and now turned on the light in my bedroom, and reached for the wire handle on my night stand.
3.6 2744 words 12 mins beginnings & friendship

Hot Story

My older brother and myself were the principal hands on the place. My dad also owned and ran a Richfield service station in town, and was gone from the ranch most of the time. We raised a few pigs for our own meat, and ran a few head of cattle we fatted up and sold for extra income. The usual chickens, turkeys, rabbits and all were kept for our Sunday dinners. We also raised a garden.
3.8 1994 words 9 mins farm anal sex fucking

Cockhounds

A few cars are parked in a narrow lot opposite a wide expanse of lawn that needs water badly--the drought is felt here because of neglect. Beyond the dying grass, the hills of the great park rise abruptly into the blue blue of the Southern California sky. A lone figure is standing at the head of a well trod trail smoking and watching.
4.4 1744 words 8 mins encounters big cock  monster cocks  deepthroat

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