So over the summer I went a few times, mainly I got to suck, from one to three nice cocks each time, and once I was fucked rather badly. I like being fucked. I love being fucked in fact and my thing is to be a whore. I love wearing undies. I have a nice slim body but, unfortunately from this point of view, I have a pretty masculine face so can't really do the whole transvestite thing. But boy, would I love to. Pity that I didn't discover this pleasure when I was younger and pretty (I was, gays were always trying to get me, I just ran away, scared out of my life) I would have knocked them silly.
Want To Be His Whore
Warm Hands on My Cock
As I pulled in to the parking lot, I found that I was the only one there. This was very unusual, for this park is one of the many that is spread through out this city. People use these parks for everything from having picnics or hiking in the woods. As I parked, I saw a picnic table that would give me a good view of the parking lot and the surrounding area. I always came here to be by myself.
Watching Stud Across the Street
The guy is a real fucking hunk, somewhere between 30 and 35 years old, with a nice tight body, dark, longish curly hair, a hairy chest, and a basket that just won't quit! I don't know his name or all that much about him, but the first time he came to my attention was back during the summer.
Weekend In Denver
With the whole weekend being down time I decided to get my usual exercise and get in a five mile run on Saturday. Having been a runner for many years I know that the most difficult part is putting on your shoes. Once that is done the running is the easy part. Shoes on, I ride the elevator to the lobby and head outside only to find that it is raining with lightening and thunder.
Wet Dream of Sucking Cock
I really started to open myself up to new possibilities and am trying to understand my sexuality. Hey Man, I had a very interesting dream last night and I thought I would tell you about it. It was very erotic. I can't remember every detail perfectly, but I will try to fill in the gaps.
Wet Water Sports Evening
The bar no longer exists but at the time, it had regular security patrols of its downstairs toilets and if they caught you up to anything, you got chucked out. I used to pop in during the early part of the evening, after I had finished work. My job at that time allowed me to dress casually, so I was always in jeans.
What A Day
Little did I know it would turn out to so much more. Let me describe myself I am 5'11 165 some what muscular with a 7 inch cut cock. Before I left I grab four condoms so I can shoot my load and leave it for some to eat or do whatever, anyhow, it's an easy way to clean up.
What A Lousy Cocksucker
And pulled him into a full lip lock, our tongues exchanging moans as I pulled on both leashes (the one on his dog collar, the other around his balls & dick) and he gripped the outline of my cock in his hand... and in case your trying to link the restraints and blindfold with his arrival... as he says, "it's pretty hard to drive over with his hands and ankles restrained, especially wearing a blind fold" he's still "free" (these were all his idea, discussed over multitudes of e-mails... I was just the container for this fantasy of his)... But, you have to admire his sense of humor.
What I Was Waiting For
Traffic was so light, that it didn't exist at that time of night, and it was starting to sprinkle rain, with flashes of lighting illuminating a heavy bank of clouds told me it was about to do more than sprinkle. There was nothing I could do but trudge along on the verge of the highway, and hope for the best. I was tired, and decided to try to find some cover to get some rest.
beginnings & first time
When I Met Kenneth
Until then I had gone through several heartbreaking relationships with the opposite sex and all of them seemed to end in bitter conflict, somehow I was not geared up to give them the love and especially the passion they wanted which was odd, because when first I met a girl and then dated her I could not wait to get her to my bedroom - yet.
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