I cried out as I pumped my juices into his mouth... Down his throat, humping against his face, holding him tightly against my exploding cock, grunting with each spurt of hot fluid, I felt the enormous release, the joy of completing an act I had only dreamed of until tonight. Finally, after a few small surges of cum, I was finally empty and he had sucked it all down, swallowed all my love juices.
He looked up at me with wanton eyes, his hands still holding the cheeks of my ass in a death grip, his mouth still sucking on my still rigid cock, wanting more than I could give him, not wanting to let go of the treasure he now held deep in his throat, still gorged with my cum coated cock.
As I looked down on his naked broken body, I felt the juices stir again deep within me... His body was beautiful, so lean and smooth, so ready to be used by me in my passion for him, for our bodies to mingle as one being...
I pushed him off my cock and he unhappily gave it up, my cum seeping across his ruined, swollen lips mouth.
I motioned to the bed and he quickly lay down on it, still looking into my eyes. I lay atop him, bringing my lips to his and licking up the remnants of his cum bath, I buried my tongue deep, savoring the taste of my juices mingled with his natural sweetness.
I could feel the hardness of his cock against my belly and I slowly worked my way down his hairless chest, sucking out the hardness of each bright nipple, squeezing each to force the nipple up and out for my mouth to devour. He whimpered and gasped for breath as I licked my way down his body, finally taking his hardness into my mouth, swallowing it whole burying my face against his shaved and tender being.
We twisted and turned in our love making as I gave worship to the essence of his sexuality, his life force, the juices of his being that I greedily yearned to fill my inner being... I didn't have to wait long. His body began to arch against me and his moans were gasps for air as his cock grew in width, filling, stretching my mouth and throat an then the juices of my love for him, for this act, began to plunge down into me and kept coming, so much of it that I could not contain it all, no matter how much I swallowed down, more and more blew into me, his whole essence of life filled me and then I was Delirious with his life force within me.
The cock shook and trembled. It spat out a stream of white. The jizzlet flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on the blond man's left cheekbone. The cock pulsed once again. It curled up over his cheek, across his pert nose, and into the socket of his eye. The sperm approached...
My roommate Tom and I were sitting around having a couple drinks. Trying to decide what to do with ourselves that night. After some discussion we finally decided to go downtown to the local bar and play some pool and see what was happening. Tom then decided to take a shower. When Tom came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his middle I couldn't help but admire his body.
It had been snowing since the morning and by the time John had got home from work, at least a foot of the white stuff had fallen on the city. The winds had built up since late afternoon and were now driving the snow into large drifts. Few people were venturing outdoors but John was restless (and horny) and just had to get out.
That whole thing started on a Saturday afternoon, when I went to visit my friend. I didn't know it at the time, but he, his younger brother and his parents had left early in the morning to go to the beach. The only one at home was Tom, his older bother.
It was obvious it was one of thousands that had been mostly left to rot when the interstate passed it by. No self-service in this place. Matter of fact, I was beginning to think there was no service at all when a sleepy looking dude in baggy overalls shuffled toward the car.
His head was pounding, his arms and legs were sore and the wounds from fighting with Aranoble's guard still echoed over his chest, back and neck. It hadn't been a good night. Groaning, the young man sat up and rubbed his long expanse of soft, brown hair out of his eyes.
I looked at my watch: right on time. The Hunk made his way to the men's locker room in several long strides, bouncing on every step as if he had springs in the soles of his sneakers. They were nice, squeezable melons, attached to one hot looking dude by the name of Mike. Miserably. Real careful.
The kid had his ASU baseball cap on backwards, with the bill pointing down from his very slightly freckled shoulders, along his bare back, to his remarkably trim waistline. From what I could tell, the lucky man getting serviced was good looking. The gloryhole wall concealed his body except from the sternum up. Blond Man smiled at the small crowd, glad to be the envy of the rest of us.
It is a story containing discipline and sex between consulting adults. Both participants are men. If stories like this offend you, please read no further. If you are under age you do not belong in this newsgroup. The advertisement in the *net* personals caused me to become aroused instantly. I responded the ad, and began a dialogue with Paul that lasted several days. We similar fantasies and desires to explore those fantasies.
Trey and I were to battle it out sexually, man to man. Our little wrestling club was gonna get a match to remember. We had been meeting like this since college with some erotic matches but this was gonna be the hottest of all time. Trey is black, 5'10", 190lb, in great shape and sports an 8.5" long monster between his legs. He has a completely smooth shaved chest and public area.
I was going to UCLA and to make ends meet, I was working at a market. Although I knew I was gay, I had never had any experience. Sexually I didn't even know what guys did to each other. Guess I came from a very sheltered home. After working for a couple of weeks, I was assigned to the night shift.
We lay there for the longest time, my face covered with his cum. He rolled to face me and our lips met again, his tongue exploring the depths of my swollen mouth, his cum on both our faces, no matter.. We lay there filled with each other.
I nodded off only wake to his lips sucking my cock, licking my balls and his tongue exploring the puckered opening to my love canal... I moaned in a wave of exquisite pleasure as he ministered his love and then a finger slid in where his lips had been teasing me... I spread my legs as he buried his finger deep inside me, all the while sucking at the tip of my aching cock, teasing my senses from one place to the other until they became one and he was deep fucking my ass with three fingers and I was bucking up against him, the juices already boiling inside me. His fingers found my magic spot and he stripped them against my prostate in the rhythm he was using as he viciously sucked my cock... oh my love I can't stand what you are doing to me, I am crazy to become one again with you, I need to fill you again with my heat, the heat burning inside me for your whole being to join with mine.. Then I was bucking against his onslaught and the juices poured out of me. We became one again... and I was like a drugged one, unable to speak, limp and tamed.
He rolled me onto my belly and pulled my ass up, so that my ass was up and open to him... He leaned down and licked me, from my balls to my red and opened hole. I could feel him as he mounted me, his cock sliding inside the beloved passage he had readied so well.
I grunted as he shoved against me, pushing against him with all my heart, my body begging for his cock, begging to be fucked, begging to be one... He held me tightly by the hips as he rode me, his body slamming against mine with each lunge... I cried out as he hit my balls with his own, cried out as he buried it to the root with each cock run into me...
He rode me like a horse, fucked me like the cock hungry whore slut that his love had made me into... My face was slammed into the bed as he ground his man cock into me. I could feel his fingers digging into my flesh... we rode away into some place where we were the only beings, the only world, the only reality and I cried and wept as I gave the fullness of my body to him..
Then he screamed and I screamed as he pumped his lava cum, his burning love, his hot juices into my ass. My cock exploded it own juices, splattering cum across my belly and the bed... giving of its own self to our oneness. We rode up into the sky as he unloaded the fullest spirit of his life into me and we were one again... My being was filled with his cum, his heat, his life...
We slept, his cock still deep inside me, his hands around my breast, holding me tight, our bodies intertwined....
Oh yes, and that is the joy of it
written by coreyzin
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Nice idea, but my dick had other plans. After all, it was Saturday night, the place was full, and I was horny. So I tossed my clothes, wrapped up in a towel, and went off in search of sex. Now, I'm not a bad looking guy. At 25 years old, I still have a full head of golden brown hair, which goes nicely with my lightly tanned body.
I was a sophomore in high school and on the varsity track team. One day near the end of practice I did some sprints to loosen my legs. Suddenly I felt a knot in the back of my leg and I fell to the track in pain. Two of my teammates helped me to the side of the track. My coach came over and asked what happened, apparently he hadn't seen. "OK, up to the trainer's office.
We drove from London to Norwich, took over our motor cruiser, and sailed down the River Yare towards Breydon Water. That evening we moored up at Reedham where we intended to spend the night, and went to one of the riverside pubs for a meal and a few drinks before going to bed.
It was after 6 PM, and they had sneaked in to steal their furtive moments of pleasure. When they were done, they would sneak out, act like their straight friends and stay hard until they were able to do it again. The only light was from the sunset outside that entered from the high windows above.
They had purchased an old hotel in the Catskills, where we would go for training seminars in the main rooms, and we were each given a private hotel room. This was an older type hotel, with private rooms that had adjoining bathrooms. We kept the doors closed and knocked before entering.
It was alot of fun and a great opportunity to meet people. After I left for USC and schooling there, I continued my interest in skiing. USC had a ski club and I was an active member. During my junior year, me and a couple of class mates decided to spend our x-mas vacation at Telluride in Colorado instead of with our families at our respective homes. m. Our room was really just that.
A 18 year old boy was going to go to the "Y" on a Sunday to hang out with his friends, do some swimming, play some pool. you know what I mean. Sure, Eric was gay, but no one knew. He couldn't tell anyone, for fear of being the laughing stock of the neighborhood, so he just went along with what the "straight" guys did. but that was as far as it would ever go.
My boyfriend's name is Terry and he is 28, blond, a real hunk, and most importantly, MINE! We've been together for 6 months, and we are planning to grow old together. Before I met Terry I was in a brief relationship with my best friend from high school, which left me devastated, and on the verge of a breakdown. About a week later I met Terry and my life has change forever.
When I arrived in California, everything was such a shock to me. I had only been in town for a week when I discovered that a guy could go down in the basement of this X-rated movies house less than three blocks from the bus station and see hunky young guys down on their knees, sucking off rows of men. I was meeting and meating other gay guys openly, and I was having the time of my life.
Over the weekend I had attended a conference and so I didn't get to jack off as much as I normally do; so, imagine how much pent up "energy" I had. When I got home I stripped my clothes off and pop in a skin flick for extra satisfaction. My cock felt hot to the touch and so soft and sensitive.
I was horny as hell, but a trip to the back room wasn't even worth the effort it took to get past the groping hands. What Frankfurt lacked in European beauty, it made up for in good gay bars - with lots of US Military attendance. The Army crowd often took notice of my tall, muscled, frame. They must have come into the bar while I was in back. John was up for another beer and I ordered him one.
Normally, I would have been relaxed and spent after a month in the city of Miami, but this time I had spent the entire time with family. That meant no chance of any time on my own. What a drag! Well, I'd gotten home to my apartment late on a Thursday night and fell right into bed. The next morning, I woke with a raging hardon and full balls that were begging for release.
My first slave boy was a rare and wonderful find, and I'm forever grateful for the time we had together. The following is reminiscent of those days. He was the perfect little slave: preparing my meals, doing my laundry and playing the part of Daddy's cum slut so fabulously. I loved to hear him make noise, his enticingly feminine alto revealing his desire.
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