Well, after looking for three days the only thing I could find was this job selling vacuum cleaners on commission. I really didn't want to do it at first, but the guy there kept smiling at me and telling me that a good-looking dude like me should be able to do real good. Finally I decided to give it a try. I guess I should have looked a little longer. For the first week I didn't get close to selling anything! Big Jim was giving me a hard time, too, you see, I had to borrow his car to make my rounds. He told me he was glad to loan it to me, but unless I made a sale at the end of the week he thought I should junk the whole idea. I was beginning to agree with him!
Young Salesman Gives Head
Remembering First Gay Experience For Bi Man
I was caught ! I was going to jail and there was nothing I could do ! I lost my erection immediately but could not close my pants without this person seeing me and turning me in. I was in a total state of panic and trying very frantically to figure out what to do next, all the while afraid to move. I kept my eyes glued to the screen, afraid to even look in his direction. After what seemed like hours ,probably ten minutes, a hand touched my leg. I figured it was by accident and I certainly did not want to call attention to it so I continued to stare at the screen. This was apparently taken as a signal that it was alright because the hand moved up my leg to my dick which immediately rose to full (6") erection. The hand was cool and smooth and knew exactly what to do.
Fucked in the Face by Bobby's Hard Cock
We got to his door and I just stood there, leaning against the door jamb with my shoulder, smiling at him while he fiddled with the lock, I guess I was teasing him. He got so nervous when I did that, the knowing smile. He didn't really want me to see his TV and we both knew it. He wanted me in his pants, and I intended to oblige. The door opened abruptly and we stepped inside. A large livingroom completely dominated by this huge TV in the corner, deep piled carpet, dark, sort of navy blue, an enormous sectional couch that wrapped around one and a half walls, blue also, a bit lighter than the carpet. Gay magazines on the table, an entertainment center with a component stereo system, Advent speakers, everything in order, neat, cozy.
Military Cock Up The Ass Like A Virgin
That night I went down to the hotel's bar for a few drinks. There were about 20 Australian sailors having a darts match. I ordered a Bud.
The K Mart Sex Experience
I found a pair of boxer shorts that had all sorts of fruit on it, in very bright colors, on a yellow background. "Fruits for a fruit" I thought to myself, and I chuckled a bit half under my breath. I guess it was an unusual thing to do. Some guy, who looked like he had been a football player in high school before he blimped out on pizzas and Bud, gave me a very hostile stare. I gave him smile number seven, the message of which is "I am just crazy enough to do anything at all, so don't mess with me." It worked. For a split second I had considered using number twelve; "Hi sexy, want to fool around?" but since he had about a hundred pounds on me I discarded that idea real quickly.
Glory Hole Where Teens Enjoy Cum Tastings From Huge Cocks
All around him were sounds of sex. He suddenly realized that they were coming from the booths where porno films were being displayed. He saw an open booth and entered. The TV in front of him was black and a sign on the wall prompted for a quarter. Randy fed it a couple of quarters and sat back as a young girl appeared on the screen. She was swallowing a black cock and moaning as she obviously enjoyed deep-throating the black man. Randy's cock throbbed more. he couldn't stand it anymore and unsnapped his jeans and freed his throbbing erection. As the movie progressed, he rubbed his cock to relieve the tension.
Roadside Attraction
"Hornier'n hell!" he replied, looking directly into my face with great intensity. The black guy behind him laughed and I did too. I was tempted to stop and talk to him, but I could see a second cop car just up the way, under a big tree, so I walked on. When I got to the cop car, however, I saw that the cop was sound asleep.
The Watcher
The clerk at the liquor store smiled broadly. Drinking was reserved for trips, and only after all the business of the day was done. He had no fears of drinking problems, even as he stuffed his three bottles into the paper sack and headed out. He could put it away. Enough liquor and mixer to last the week, for sure. Maybe even enough to share, if it came to that.
First Scat Experience
I then began to piss all over him, aiming my stream up and down his chest, over my shit-pile, and also on his cock and balls. The piss pooling on the sheets had a lovely brown tinge to it. This was hot: fuckin' using his body as my personal toilet. His piss- and shit- covered chest looked really inviting. I lowered myself onto him, my shit squishing between us. I lifted back up a bit and looked down: squished and smeared shit all over our chests and smeared into his chest hair. Using my balls, I pushed some of the shit down over his cock and balls then began to rub myself against him. Damn! This looked so fucking hot! Two cocks, smothered in shit, humping away like two animals in their own dung.
Cum Contest
Brad had done some testing earlier with a measuring cup and water. He could hold almost two cups of water in his swollen mouth without spilling or swallowing any. He hoped to collect that much semen during this tournament. Doing some quick calculation, he figured the first cock would have three, maybe four more shots. And there were over 30 hard fat cocks to go. A delicious shudder ran through him, as he contemplated the barrage of semen to come. Winning this contest would go a long way towards fulfilling his dream of becoming a star in gay porn. He had read about it in one of the gay magazines, and had been enthralled from the very beginning.
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