About three years later I met up with Patrick. He was gay but I didn't care. He was a bear of a guy into pretty much anything. First time I met him, we talked for a while, then he slowly started stripping me. As soon as he pulled my underear, my cock sprang up. Of course he was kissing my neck and rubbing me. I laid on the couch, spread my legs and he went at it, licking and kissing, and sucking me, while finger fucking me with 1 then 2 fingers. I was in heaven. Then he pulled me lower on the couch and dove into my ass, tounging me, licking my hole, sticking it in and slurping all over. Soon I was orgasming and he swallowed every last bit of my cum. After he was done, he jacked me off until I came again, which he swallowed.
Cumming And Going
Airport Customs Hard Fuck
He took me into a small windowless room containing nothing but small file cabinet and a long table surrounded by chairs, and locked the door behind him. I hoped that the click of the deadbolt lock wouldn't be a sound I would have to get used to. Terrified, I began babbling to him, making all sorts of excuses. He interrupted me, saying in a stern voice with a thick accent, "Do not speak until I tell you that you can." He then ordered me turn around and place my hands on the table.
Slick Player Fools Dumb Jock to Fuck His Mouth
I knew & so did you. You couldn't make it easy for for me could you, Stud? You had to strut around, and make a big show of kissing as many girls as you could get yr hands on before coming my way.
Getting Drunk And Horny
I said nothing, but a little less fearful now I walked around the side of the high counter and opened a tall wooden gate and steeped through. The first thing I noticed was what he grasped in his hand, his cock was longer than a large carrot and as thick as a fat cucumber. The second thing I saw was the movie he was watching, which showed a young blond haired guy-like me-getting fucked in the ass doggie style by a huge cock, like his.
Castro Seduction
In the penultimate reel, he slumped in his seat and propped his knee against the row in front of ours, crossing his arms over his chest. I assumed the same position; with his right arm crossed over his left, and mine the reverse, our fingertips were touching. Thus began a slow seduction of hands, caressing, holding, exploring. His fingernails were smooth and trimmed. His hands were almost hairless. He moved expressively, at times holding me tightly, then stroking my hand with his. The smallest movements became incredibly charged. We made love in the dark wordlessly, fully clothed, in the presence but without the knowledge of our companions. I started fantasizing about what I could do alone with this man, wondering how to make it happen.
Sex with 18 year old Guy at The Filling Station
I was driving from my hotel on the north Devon coast to the southern part of the county via the country lanes and through picturesque villages when I realised I was running low on fuel. I kept my eyes open for a filling station and eventually came across one about three villages further down the road.
Group Sex at the Photo Shoot
My name is Marco; I'm 20 years old, 5'11" tall with red hair and green eyes. I'm not what you would call handsome but I make a reasonable living as a photographic model working mainly for mail order catalogues and have modelled everything skiwear to thongs (I have quite a healthy package between my legs so I get to model quite a bit of underwear).
Cock Action at the Construction Site
I report for my first day at the construction site. I head over to the site manager's cabin, to see what I should do. The site manager tells me that he will get one of the lads to show me around and that I would be able to poke about here, there and everywhere.
At The Concert
Half way through the first half of the concert I noticed that there was to be a section of Nepalese music with traditional Nepalese dancing. Imagine my surprise when eight of the `fearless soldiers' that I had seen at the beginning of the concert suddenly appeared barefoot and in traditional Nepalese costume dancing with one another. It was immediately pretty obvious that one of their number was not one of the regular dancers as he kept making mistakes, but after looking at the delightful smile on his face I felt that I could forgive him anything. He was in his early twenties, short in stature as most Nepalese are, with jet black hair, a really beautiful smile, very slim build, even bordering on skinny, and very, very light on his feet.
Gay Interracial Sex At The Park
As I went to leave the building, I was stopped by the security guard, a very smart young man (I like men in uniform!) [I like men full stop!]. I thought he was going to be unpleasant, but instead he said in his Mexican accent `I could not help overhearing, just round the corner is a small park where they sell snacks at a reasonable price.' I thanked him and returned to the reception desk and asked for the phone number to put in my cellphone, then gave the receptionist my cellphone number so she could call me if my passenger got out of his meeting early.
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