I turn my head to look. The door was partly open, and I could see a tall man standing at the toilet. He turned his head and looked at me. Caught, I turned my head forward. By now, my urine had stopped and my hard eight inch dick grazed the porcelin toilet. I couldn't help it. I looked again. He was still there, standing with his back to me. I decided to really check him out. As my eyes took him in, I noticed that his shorts were a little lower on his body. He must've felt me looking, because they slid even lower, revealing two tanned, hairy cheeks. No underwear. The shorts fell to the floor. This ass was probably the best ass I've ever seen. I'm a total ass man. I need a solid, thick, hairy ass. I was transfixed.
The Guy With The Nikes
Sweet Canadian Syrup In Sydney
The tall backpacker, dark, in his mid twenties, had big, muscular, tree size legs, a deep tan and a rugged and very handsome face with a bit of three day growth. And then I spotted the little Canadian flag stitched onto the back of his bag.
Last Underground
Sam was remember the french-kissing with the girl and was horny to think about it. He thought, arrive at home would be the best moment for a small jerk before jump into bed. The guy was watching fo Sam, who not realize this in the moment. He just was dreaming about the girl and feel the beer into his body.
Gangbanged Behind The Rest Area
The guy began short thrusts, sliding in more and more. Finally he bottomed out. He said I was hot and tight. He began slow deep thrusts. He pumped for several minutes. I looked up and saw more guys walking our way. They heard my moaning, and came to check it out. They saw me getting fucked. One looked at the other and sais, Damn I need some of that. The other said I do too. They pulled out their cock and began stroking. The guy fucking me, put on a show. Hard fast strokes,then slow deep ones. I was moaning and groaning to beat the band. I felt his cock swell. He pushed as deep as he could and blew his load deep up my ass. Spurt after spurt filled my ass.
Having Some Convention Fun
Temporary duty was always good to have. Having been in the army for a couple of years and being an N C O, I enjoyed those occasional opportunities that came along to go places away from my home fort. This one was going to be more of an adventure than I had thought.
The Insurance Man
The presence of the guy in the next stall hit me and I quickly stopped my stroking and sat quietly. To my surprise the guy said, "What are you doing in there?" Embarrassed, I didn't say anything hoping he would leave me alone. However, he said he didn't think I should be doing that in case a cop came into the restroom which they sometimes did. When I got over my embarrassent at being caught jacking off, I told him that I had found the magazine in the stall and it had turned me on. He said he understood and then asked if I liked to read porn mags a lot. I said that I did but seldom had the chance since I didn't have any place to keep them. He said that he had the same problem at home too, but that he liked looking at porn and jacking off too.
True Military Man's Gay Experiences In Chicago
During the last few days before our scheduled departure for home, we were rewarded with some time off to go see the sights of Chicago. To a 21 year old GI, the only sights that were worth seeing involved booze and babes! Add to the fact that there were thousands of conventioneers in town and the term "party" could be envisioned to mean lots of things! Unfortunately, while booze was plentifully available, the babes were not. We were only young soldiers with little money to spend and competing with the conventioneers was just not realistic. Alas, it seemed that there would be no sex this trip. As the night wore on, guys got tired or drunk and headed back so a buddy and I were left alone on our adventure in downtown Chicago.
Teen Blues
Most young men jerk off a lot and they get a stiffy at the drop of a hat. Well, those times are behind me by about 20 years now, but my admiration of those boys remains strong. Just a few months ago I was riding the bus from the city to the northern suburbs of Sydney.
Awakening Of A Married Submissive Bottom
Bob told me that he still loved his wife and had periodic sex, but that he had developed a relationship with a buddy back home (also married) in Alabama. Their wives were friends, and that he fucked his buddy regularly. In a very matter of fact way, he then told me that I was much better looking and in better shape than his friend back home. After paying the paid he said, "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you when we get upstairs". He then got up and started heading to the elevators. I followed like an obedient puppy dog. While we were taking a ride up with other hotel guests, I kept thinking to myself "what if they knew I was going up to a room to be fucked by a total stranger?" Believe it or not, that thought started to get me really turned on.
Motel Mattress
At the moment of his knock, the sounds stopped immediately, and he heard bedsprings as someone climbed out of the bed. He could hear shuffling and then a zipper, and then footsteps coming towards the door. There was a pause, and then he heard the handle begin to turn. Quickly, so as not to look suspicious, Jason took his thumb off the door and stood as naturally as he could while the door swung open. Inside the room stood a man in his mid twenties wearing a pair of jeans with an unmistakable bulge in them, and nothing else. Jason couldn't see who else was in the room, but figured that if he looked half as good as the guy answering the door, he wouldn't have any problem sticking his dick into either of them.
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