I go and run the bath, putting lots of bathfoam in it. Soon, it is ready, hot and steaming and I get in to relax. I call you in to the bathroom to continue to talk and invite you to sit on the edge of the bath to chat. We talk some more, your eyes are shining, and I place a hand on your bare knee. You place your hand on mine, and I gently pull you towards me to kiss you. It's a first gentle kiss, then I feel your tongue against my lips. I open my mouth, your tongue slips in and flicks around.
Gay Oriental Story
Fun On A Train
I was moaning with pleasure right after the first thrust. It did not take long for him to empty a huge load inside me. He pulled out and turned me around and once again sucked me dry. I did get his name and number and I even stayed with him for a week on my own during spring break.. After he left I caught another train back to my stop. My parents wondered what happened to me I said I was sight seeing and lost track of time. The two weeks that we stayed in Paris I took the same train and had almost the same thing happen to me every day. I loved every minute of it.
Awakening Of A Married Submissive Bottom
Bob told me that he still loved his wife and had periodic sex, but that he had developed a relationship with a buddy back home (also married) in Alabama. Their wives were friends, and that he fucked his buddy regularly. In a very matter of fact way, he then told me that I was much better looking and in better shape than his friend back home. After paying the paid he said, "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you when we get upstairs". He then got up and started heading to the elevators. I followed like an obedient puppy dog. While we were taking a ride up with other hotel guests, I kept thinking to myself "what if they knew I was going up to a room to be fucked by a total stranger?" Believe it or not, that thought started to get me really turned on.
Black Boy's Night At The Glory Hole
9+ inches. Light-brown. Uncut. Mushroom head. Lots of veins. All I've seen of your body is your dick, your fingers, your balls, your abs & your pubic hair. I've often wondered what race you are. your skin tone doesn't tell me much about your ethnicity. Perhaps it's better that way. Dick is dick is dick is dick. Cum is cum is cum is cum. I intend to swallow it all. I quickly transform into a nympho. I lick up and down your shaft. Your skin is salty. It tastes good to me. I can tell that you haven't had a chance to shower this evening. Your crotch is musky, letting off smells of masculinity and virility. I focus on your dickhead, feverishly sucking & slurping. I feel the head of your dick expanding, growing to a monstrous size in my throat.
Frisky Conference Roomshare
It seemed like forever until he got back, and the way he struggle with the door I could tell he was pretty drunk. I could hear him throw off his shoes and decided it was worth the risky of opening my eyes a little. I saw him struggling to unbutton his shirt, then throwing it to the floor. every now and then he'd mumble 'fuck' as he nearly fell, but eventually he stood there in just his briefs... similar to the ones I'd tried on just an hour ago. He sat on the edge of his bed I saw him grab his groin and sigh. Next thing I know, he's kneeling on his bed, rubbing himself through his briefs.
Fucking Around In Liverpool
Now that I'm seated I can take a look round. It's so disappointing! The room is full of old men. I don't mind men that are older than me but I draw the line at pensioners. As I look round the room they all try to catch my eye, but I look quickly away. Its not that I'm some fantastic Adonis, its just that I'm younger than them. The truth is I'm not fantastic looking myself. As an ex Rugby player I would say my best feature is my strength. I have huge strong shoulders and an impressive chest. Unfortunately I also carry a few pounds too much weight round the middle. I'm about 120kg with a 50 inch chest and a 42 inch waist and 6" 1 tall. Strong and stocky!
Fucking The Mailman
I watched him for a little longer, and then I decided to walk out to my car to get a better view. I didn't see him anywhere so I assumed he'd left, but then I noticed that his vehicle was still parked outside my building. I waited around for a while, wondering where the hell he was, but then I saw him heading back towards his vehicle. Overcome by my hormones, I looked right at him, nodded and said "damn, man!"
Fulfilled
More moans of sensual bliss from my athletic bottom. My pace increases as I begin to pummel his ass. I love long-stroking his ass so that he can feel every inch of skin on my fuck-pole. With my hands on his hips I draw him to me with each thrust of my hips. Plunge after plunge I drive my throbbing cock into his burning hole. My pleasure begins to well up in my nuts. The pressure builds as I near orgasm. Then, with a final thrust, I sink my cock into the farthest reaches of his fuck-hole and let loose the torrent of cum waiting to explode deep in his bowels. Burst after burst of hot semen erupt from my shaft, filling his boy-cunt till it oozes and trickles down his hairless fulcrum to his ballsack.
Friday's Lunch
I expected him to thank me and give me some story why he needed to leave, but I was wrong. Instead, he unzipped me, and pulled out my 7 inch, fat, cut cock with oversized balls. He mumbled something about not being experienced, but he did fine. He took his time...almost savoring my taste. What an attentive cocksucker. He sucked me for about 10 minutes then came up for air. I told him I take a long time to cum. He smiled, and I knew he had to go. I thanked him, and we actually exchanged business cards.
Friday The Thirteenth
After the usual rush hour traffic delays Bogey had a piss hard that needed some release. He pulled into a donut shop. The parking lot filled with motorcycles; Harleys all of them. The rumble of engines hit home. It was Friday the 13th!. Bikers were out in force as they were meeting in Port Dover for the ritual run. Bikers from all over were going to the same little Lake port to hang out. His cock throbbed at the sight of all the glistening chrome, the scent of leather and gas intoxicating to him. He hopped out of the Mustang bikers eyeing the big man as he strutted into the shop. Bogey's eyes scanned the patrons He looked hungrily at the leather clad sun glass wearing bikers.
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