I'm as straight as an arrow, but something that happened when I visited Branson seven years ago, has been bugging me to death. Maybe if I go public with this one time, it'll go away and quit haunting me. It started in the lounge of a large hotel. Being a liquor salesman, I enjoyed talking to prosperous-looking, professional men sitting beside me at the bar.
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Taken
Two Men Have Sex in Room 312
I've always thought about hooking up at a hotel with a stranger for some hot man-sex. I just never seem to be able to get a connection going or find the appropriate place to meet other men who want to get off! This time was different. Public bathrooms always have messages in the stalls with phone numbers and requests. I really enjoy reading them and fantasizing about following through on one.
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Fast Food Romance
When I heard a knock at the door. I arose to answer it to see who it could be at such and early hour. As I slowly open the door to my apartment, I was shocked to see who it was. It was a man whom I hadn't seen in many years but recoginized instantly. It was Sydney Bolling. The first man I had ever had a relationship with. It was an ok job. We talked to each other about everyting. I wish she had.
beginnings
The Preacher with the Gigantic Hands and Horse Cock
Here, the famed evangelist Graham Atwood made his home. Atwood was a magnificent-looking man in his early 50s, well over six foot, a solid, broad-shouldered torso, a handsome, square-jawed face, and thick wavy black hair flecked with silver.
farm
Filthy Business
They all tend to be white-collar business types; men in their late thirties to early fifties; stressed to the max with their "str8" careers and "st8" lives with very little free time to indulge in their real fetishes. These suits are always watching the clock, always racing to appointments, but also anxious for sex and always living double lives; your typical American male masochist.
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Camping With Jim
Now, a good dick is simply, one not being sucked on at this moment. That tells you I may not be too picky. Anyway, as years went by, one of the brothers moved away up into a mountain area near where I like to camp. When would I go up into the woods from time to time I'd see him in the local town. Here is a story about one of those times.
friendship
Amazing Shopping Trip
I was downtown one afternoon looking in specialty stores for the perfect Xmas present for my petite but sexually aggressive wife, and was just finishing up at a really hot lingerie store, the kind with plenty of novelties and toys.
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Plantation Slave Fucks White Guy
I am a slave on a cotton plantation, I live with my woman called Portia and my child. Life is hard but good for us slaves, master Johnson up in the big house is good to us all. Well, as good as a white master can be to his slaves, but his no good white trash overseer is hard and cruel.
historical
Hotel Cocksucking
Not soon after, I received a reply from somebody saying he was here on a job and staying at a hotel downtown. He needed some relief, and could use my hot mouth on his tool. After exchanging a few more emails over the next two days, we set up a late-night meeting at his hotel room. I drove downtown to the hotel and went to his room, knocking on the door.
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Christmas At The Bookstore
Sure, there was really no rush at the bookstore, with an amazing two people in the store at the time -- myself and the owner -- but it was the 23rd of December and the roads were packed with cars doing their Christmas shopping. I chose a transsexual DVD that was a steal, paid the owner/clerk, and left for home.
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