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.
Black Boy's Night At The Glory Hole
Black Kid on the Cruise Boat
"Kay' thanks Rob!" I hung up the phone, already tingling with the sensation of having this vacation with the man I love. Let me give you a little background on Grant and I. Me, Paul, I'm 26 and Grant 24. We met while we were in an off Broadway play together. It was about two brothers having to inform their parents that they were both gay.
Bladder Of Hercules
So there I was in my green and yellow tie-dyed t-shirt and jeans jacket with aquamarine rhinestones, nicely stoned, the bathroom window slightly ajar to let in the fresh San Francisco morning air, when this B-I-G, strapping stud of about 40 in a brown bomber jacket walks in - a trucker? a cop? A professional wrestler? None of the above? Who cared!?! I mean, this guy was total construction worker muscle and reeked of male pheromones. He looked a bit drunk (if you've ever lived in SF, you know it's a town where the drinking starts early) and the haste with which he moved to the urinal told me he had to take a Wicked Piss. (The toilet seat was out in the open, and the urinal was right next to it.) He took out this en-orm-ous long thick dick and was about to pee when he saw me looking at it.
Blame - Sex in The Back Room
Five or six of them. The room was packed. Couldn't move to get near him. I got involved in something after that and lost sight of him. He'd gone by the time I came out. He wouldn't have done that unless he were pissed. The regulars are here. Don't know their names, but recognise them. Hardly ever see them anywhere but here. I bumped into one in the bank one day. He recognised me but didn't say a word. He shot off as soon as he could. Later, when I saw him here, he smiled and gave me a knod. It was as if he were saying 'You know how it is, can't say hello...'. I shouldn't say this, but most of the people here fall into types. It's not a politically correct thing to say, but then I don't think of myself as a politically correct person.
Blond Beautiful Boys Of Basel Lubed with Precum
From the German-Austrian-Swiss border on into St. Gallen, Wil, Winterhur, and Zurich, the clumsy Duetsch Bundesbund picked up young men, soldiers - complete with their standard issue Swiss Army Knives. They were all on their way home for the weekend having been away in the middle of their reserve training. This was important as timing was going to prove very important for me. I was to meet Walter (Valter) in Basel as he returned from training. And, I had never even seen Walter before. He could have been sitting next to me on the train. Walter was a very good friend of my best boyfriend back in Ann Arbor. I was counting on Walter to put me up for the weekend and perhaps show me some of Basel.
Blond Construction Beau
I told him once that I wouldn't touch him but would love to feel him press his cock against my ass. He did move up to my ass and slowly moved his cock up and down my ass crack. I near died, it felt so good. He did that a bit then he pulled back and I saw him pull his pants and shorts down then felt his naked cock shaven' up and down my ass. I was ready to cum it was so hot feeling. I would have loved and not been too surprised if he would suddenly grab me, push me down on the seat and hold me back as he took my cock into his mouth and sucked the helloutof it. He was shorter than me by 4" but his body was very powerful. I was no challenge. Then he probably would have turned me around, roughly, and stuck his cock in my ass and fucked me.
Blow Job in Back Row of The Theater
I had noticed with little difficulty but fair curiosity the goings-on in the last couple of rows of the local adult theater. The atmosphere was rather restrained, with mostly older men sitting and staring at young men as they passed by. Occasionally, a young man would sit in one of the last rows, and the older men would look lustfully at him and enviously at the older man he had seated himself closest too. Even more occasionally, two men, after exchanging various looks and subtle signals, would manage to move next to each other. From there, I couldn't see what was happening behind the seats.
Blowjob From Crossdresser While Pumping His Ass With Dildo
He is a terrific cocksucker and I am leading loads of pre-cum in his mouth. All of a sudden he quits. "Let me get a toy," he says. The next thing you know he has a jar of petroleum jelly [for Crissake's] and a ribbed dildo. As he sucks me off I am plowing his ass with his shockingly pink dildo. He is moaning like a son-of-a-bitch and deep throating my seven inch cut cock.
Blowjob From Massage Therapist
Next he said turn over, the sheet was a huge 6 inch tent. I tried to laugh it off. He never said a word, just started massaging my shoulders. I looked him in the eye, and while we were talking a little, I winked at him and he smiled. He massaged my pecs a little and left my stomach alone. He then went down to my legs and feet. It felt great and my little member never let up. When he started on my upper leg he removed the sheet. He massaged my groin area on each side and by this time the pre-cum was oozing. He touched my cock by letting his arm rest against it, then accidentially rubbing it going from side to side. I was about to pop. He told me looks like it is not going down. I said looks that way.
Blowjob in the Private Video Booth
I had driven by the place a few times, but never went in. Guess I was too chicken to see if they'd let me in- after all, it was restricted to guys over 18. But, I was feeling sorta horny, and figured they might not say anything, and even if they did, I was legal age now, so "what the hell".
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