She had to go straight home and as we got to her door her father opened it and said thankyou for seeing her home and goodnight. I lived on the other side of town and had spent all my pennies on popcorn and ice cream so I started the long walk home. I hadn't got far when a van stopped, gave a little toot and beckoned me over.
picked up
Piss Slave Meets His Master
I wound up there fairly early; even though it was a Saturday, the place wasn't terribly full yet. I strolled around the bar, admiring the collection of posters from other bars, the artwork, and some of the more bearlike men. Between the beers I'd had and my wandering thoughts, I stopped paying real attention to most of the bar. Rather suddenly, it registered on me that I could only move with difficulty. I looked around the room, and discovered that the place was full, and rapidly approaching packed. I had been warned that the Spike was popular; but I never expected it to get so full one could hardly move!
Piss Splatter All Over
I could feel my own bladder straining now. As I stood up, he took my cock in his mouth, gave me a suck, and held it over his T-shirt. "Soak me" he commanded. I released a strong arc of hot piss towards his shirt. It soaked the front of the material and ran down to his crotch, inspiring a new erection. I stood back and arc'd the stream towards his face, soaking his black hair. He flicked his tongue out and caught a few drops in his mouth. I followed down the wet T-shirt and soaked his dick. He turned around and I soaked the jeans around his meaty butt as he started working his cock. "Fuck me, man" he moaned, stripping off his piss soaked 501s, boots and BVDs. I gave his bare ass the last of my piss, and fished out a condom from my jeans.
Pizza Party Shower
It's a usual Friday or Saturday night tradition. You also usually order pizza, just to cover the munchies. You make whoever is ahead pay, it seems fair. You are doing fairly well in the game, but there is an interruption, the pizza has arrived. You toss down your cards (you didn't have a good hand this round anyway) and you go and answer the door. I'm there with two fresh pizzas.
Pleasing Him
I also discovered motels, "exercise" clubs and bath houses catering to men only clientele. I did not think much of it, other than as a way to get some sexual satisfaction, especially on the many road trips required in my work. Usually at a glory hole I would get my cock sucked at least once while enjoying sucking another or others.
Pleasure of a Vehicular Service
I was then beginning my bi-sexual side of life's experiences, unbeknownst to everyone I knew. It consisted of meeting a man on line, in a "dating" site called Silver daddies, and arranging to pick him up near his home after which we drove nearby to a secluded street where he allowed me to enjoy bringing him to sexual climax in my mouth.
Plow Me in the Last Arcade Booth
The quiet streets had deep furrows of snow through which an occasional taxi or auto would creep. I was surprised that the coffee shop was open, and that so many hearty souls had ventured out for breakfast on a Saturday morning. A group of college-aged boys were huddled at the counter. They were wearing trendy club clothes, and I assumed that they were wandering home from a long night of partying.
Polynesian Perfection
I was on vacation on the island of Oahu. Brigham Young University sponsors a very worthwhile cultural center that depicts and maintains the various cultures of the Polynesian islands. The island of Fiji captivated me most. Or rather, a young man in the Fijian village captivated me - completely.
Poolside Encounter at Swanky Hotel
It was August, and very hot. I was staying in a fairly nice, but not swanky, hotel. I had finished my business for the day and was relaxing at the hotel pool at mid-afternoon. I had had a strong drink in the hotel bar and then swam a couple of laps to cool off. Now, I was lying on a lounge chair in my gray swim trunks, behind sunglasses.
Porn Shop Blow Jobs through the Glory Hole
But each time it happened I found my self more in awe of just how damned much they seemed to love sucking my cock. It was hard to believe that they seemed not bothered at all that I wouldn't suck them off and in fact seemed to enjoy sucking me and taking my cum as much if not more than I enjoyed being sucked off.
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