Another dude was standing to the right of ASU Boy. Like me, he was stroking his cock and probably also wondering whether ASU Boy would be receptive to getting his ass treated to a good fucking. Whether it was just getting in the way of his jacking off or not, ASU Boy undid his towel and let it fall to the floor. Blond Man peered down from above and took the sight in. ASU Boy's hairless bubble butt was out in the open, and ASU Boy's left hand softly stroked and squeezed his left ass cheek, slightly revealing his boyhole. I put my finger in my mouth and slicked it up, then got it right down on that opening. It was smooth, and ASU Boy drew my fingertip into him, working his body down onto it. Next, ASU Boy gathered some of his spit off Blond Man's cock and applied it to my dick.
Dropping The Towel
Encounters During Night Out At The Gay Club
He reaches up and rubs his calloused hands over my pecs then he pinches my nipples. I close my eyes and throw my head back as our bodies move against each other. His rough hands make their way to my waist and then to my lower back. He cups my butt cheeks in his hands, his fingers working their way into the tears in my jeans. He finds his way to my ass crack and grins. "Mmm... Commando," he growls in my ear. I smile and lean into his ear. "Only way to be in a pair of tight jeans," I said before nipping at his diamond studded earlobe. "You got a fuckable ass." He said. I grin as he squeezes my ass cheeks for emphasis. "I know," I reply.
Explanation Of Oral Service To Men
I just love making a man cum by bringing him to sexual orgasm. I love the control over him that pleasuring his body represents. A lot of men think that they are in control of a man who's giving them oral service, but in my view the truth is quite the opposite. It's the receiver of semen who is in control. He is a most needed one for the man being pleasured. This has been evidenced to me by how occasionally a man i'm pleasuring becomes irritated by an interruption during the building up toward his climax. An unexepected pause, a mistaken move, etc., can make for an uncomfortable moment in the countenance of the man being sucked to completion. He so needs me...so depends on my continuing a loving craft upon his testicles and penis....and the general intimate treatment of his body.
Afterglow
I sat up on the edge of the bed on which he still lay. He reached over to me and began to gently and lovingly stroke my back. "Thank you, Frank," he softly said. "You were wonderful. You totally satisfied me." I then turned to ham and replied, "No...thank you, Jim. I feel priviledged and honored that you'd give yourself to me the way you did. I love you for letting me make you cum in my mouth so that I could receive and drink your semen. You've made love you, Jim." I then leaned over his face and we kissed... open mouthed, wet, intimately warm yet passionate as we liberally exchanged saliva and he tasted his cum from my mouth. But to more of the beginning....
Discovering Joys Of Afternoon Glory Holes
I dreaded the day when someone would occupy the next cubicle and push his cock through one of those hole. I suppose you don't know about these holes, you not being a degenerate like me. They are called "glory holes". Of course, the day came when the next cubicle to mine was occupied. I had been taken short and was sitting on the toilet, and using the time to read the graffiti as usual. Interesting how many men specify that they want sex with a "schoolboy". I started to wonder what it would be like to do sex stuff with someone really young. And then, a slip of paper pushed under the partition with a scrawled question:. "Want me to suck your dick?" I froze. Help! I thought.
Dont Tell The Wife But Sometimes I Need A Man
A hand gets put on a thigh, and it stays there, and both parties smile because a new connection has been made, not yet sex, more sensual, pay attention to that thigh, it will be involved in sex later. I start to relax, and the clearest sign that I am relaxing is that I let my legs spread open. I look my buddy in the eye to say thank you, and we move together to kiss. There are so many different kinds of kiss, like the very first one, where you say to each other, we are having sex now, us buddies, us two men, because there is no where else in our culture where men kiss, it is only if two men have every intension of having some sort of homosexual sex. In relaxing mode, I let my lips part, and he enters me with his tongue.
Convention Gay Sex Hooky
I laughed. "Yes, I do check the possibilities. Name's Mark." I showed him my nametag. "Thanks for taking the initiative. I could use company." He laughed too.
Can I See Yours?
I boarded and leaned against a wall. With all the New Year's travelers on their way home, the car was standing room only. I looked around at the other passengers, not really caring about any of them. One guy caught my eye, wearing fitted jeans and a blue v-neck sweater. I could hear the thump-thump of his music over his headphones, and knew he was oblivious to the world. The train made its way west toward my station in the suburbs, stopping occasionally to disgorge passengers along its way.
Doctor Cock
The receptionist told me that the doctor was all booked up, and I would have to make an appointment for later in the week. I told her it was a kind of emergency. She asked me what the problem was and I turned various shades of red. Again she asked "what is the problem?" I just replied that I was having male problems, and she insisted on knowing what it was. Without thinking I blurted out "I have had a hard-on for three days straight and the fucking thing will not go down." The whole office went quite and I realized what I had done, not only did the entire office now know my problem, but they were all staring at my aching bulge.
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Being Neighborly
Neighbor: Really? I have a gym in my basement that I work out with. You're more than welcome to come over and use it whenever. We can even be workout partners to help motivate each other.
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