It wasn't the first time he had been there, he could be considered a "regular", if there were a term for that sort of thing. As he turned into the back parking lot of the store he saw there were no other cars there, so he thought it would be a solitary experience again. He so desperately wanted to have his cock sucked.
Fun Encounter in The Bookstore
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.
Fun with Three Teenagers
There were very few people around, I suppose cause it was both Easter and around 5 in the morning. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a young guy slowly walking down the staircase. The first thing I saw was that he was adjusting something in his pants -- an immediate signal for me to stand at attention. I gave him the once-over and was pleased to discover this was no ordinary subway thug.
Gangbanged Behind The Rest Area
The guy began short thrusts, sliding in more and more. Finally he bottomed out. He said I was hot and tight. He began slow deep thrusts. He pumped for several minutes. I looked up and saw more guys walking our way. They heard my moaning, and came to check it out. They saw me getting fucked. One looked at the other and sais, Damn I need some of that. The other said I do too. They pulled out their cock and began stroking. The guy fucking me, put on a show. Hard fast strokes,then slow deep ones. I was moaning and groaning to beat the band. I felt his cock swell. He pushed as deep as he could and blew his load deep up my ass. Spurt after spurt filled my ass.
Gay Bar with Muscle Guy
My story is a true story and one which I wish I could relive. So being resident of this conservative city means that the gay community is pretty small and most gay guys here know each other. In a time I was still in the closet I would on occasion drive through to experience the gay bar in Jo'burg referred to in my story, for no other reason than to get relaxed and see what's on offer.
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Gay Bath House Evening
"I think yours has a big head on it like mine," I said. Both of us had big bulges in our foreskins, and the outlines were clearly visible through the thick hoods. This gave them a heavy-ended look, and both our cock swung as we moved.
Gay BBS Tale
How do you present yourself in cyberspace so that you'll appeal to those you want. A pretty good rule, I've found is that most people subtract five years and ten pounds, and add two inches...but I was new then, and I was honest. Not that I had anything to be ashamed of. In my mid-thirties, I had the taut muscles and the blond hair that came with swimming a mile every day, and a solid seven and a half inches when I was interested.
Gay Cruising Cum
I figured he felt the same way because he was trying to send little signals hoping I would make the first move. He cruised back to the booths and about a minute later I head back for the booths. He began to wander back toward the video area while I passed by him. There were maybe 3 other guys cruising around and I wasn't interested in either of them. I took to a booth and locked the door. I put a dollar in and watched a video til my time ran out. I then decided to leave the booth and cruise around the area again in hopes to see him again and maybe get something going on. I then noticed all the booths were empty and all the guys cruising were gone. Well, except for one booth. The booth in use was the second one from the back wall.
Gay Cruising Time
I casually stroll up to the passenger's side and look into the window that's already rolled down. There's a street light overhead, so I can see in the cab of the truck. He's a Hispanic looking guy with black wavy hair and dark skin. He's kind of lean looking, not too old. Probably in his mid thirties. His left hand is on the steering wheel. I can see the wedding ring on his third finger. He's got his right hand on his thigh, but he's not touching his crotch. He looks me straight in the face and asks, with a slight Hispanic accent, "How's it going, man?" "Fine," I reply. "Do you need a ride somewhere?" He asks. "Nah, I'm not going anywhere in particular," I respond, "just walking."
Gay Curious First Time Blowjob At Champs
Nothing I had experienced before, however, prepared me for Champs. It was a dingy hole in the wall, sleazy outside and in, with musclebound men stenciled on the window. Inside a cramped black room held a few bored dance couples: both gay and lesbian. I would have written the entire place off as a loss, if it hadn't been for the curtain. Even the loud dance music couldn't entirely drown out the noises coming from that black expanse of cloth.
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