Since then we've gone from strength to strength, boasting quite a few big name stars as diners - not that they all want everyone to know they come here of course! The principle is simple, we offer everything a man needs; food, drink and limitless sex. All else aside, I pride myself on the quality of the food served here, I employ only the best chefs. But I accept that's not why people come.
Jag's Restaurant
Married Man Is Your Whore
I walk over to you still lying on the couch and if you want you can show me how to suck cock, taking mine your mouth for a few minutes, letting me know what feels right and how to do it. Then you stand and push me forcefully to my knees. Your crotch is right in my face and I see your eager member straining to be released and smell it's musky odour. Stroking you through the thick material I rub your dick and balls, bite at you pants and run my hands over your thighs. I nuzzle between your legs, massaging your manhood with my face.
Losing My Cherry To Graham
The hours seemed to drag like crazy, but before long I started my trek to meet Graham. It helped that I had a few more vodkas in me! I had already described to him that I would be in jeans and a t-shirt, and quite casual. When I got to the car park there was a guy standing beside a rather new Toyota sports car. He walked over to me and shook my hand, 'hi, I'm Graham, you must be James'. He was good looking but not stunning, and was dressed in a business suit. He seemed a bit older that 38, but I wasn't going to let that bother me.
Cross Generation Lust At The Bath
After having a sensational fuck session with a very hot guy in another room I came back to my bed and decided to lay back, enjoy the video in my deluxe room and left my door open to watch the guys cruise. Between kissing, sucking, rimming, fingering his pucker, and pounding him to the point where he came with touching himself we were at it for about an hour. Of course it never takes never long and the older dudes are at the door. My old bias kicks into gear plus I am a little tired after a marathon banging just 5 minutes before.
Virgin Bathhouse Boy
I was 20 years old, 5'10" and weighed 160 pounds. As most young men, I was horny all the time. I had already been to a cinema that played gay movies several times. However, I felt that just a hand job through a glory hole was not enough to still my senses anymore. I needed to see and experience more.
first time
Bathhouse Bonanza
I walked around for about a hour and noticed little that thrilled me. About my third trip into gloryhole room I noticed a rather large black man following me at a distance. The room has two levels. The top level has a chest level wall with holes in them. It alows men to lean over the walls and display their cocks through the wall. In the middle of the room are two small rooms which have a piece of see through glass between them. Behind the top level wall is another small walled area to escape to. The room also has a TV monitor with various x-rated gay movies showing.
My Lover James
This is the first time I have written or talked about this with anyone. I know that many people make up or exaggerate the details of the stories posted here. I am supportive of embellishment since I have read some incredible hot and sexy stores on this site. But this story is completely true in nearly every detail.
New Mexico Relief
He rapidly pulls his briefs down and put his dick (now leaking precum everywhere) into my mouth. I can feel his heart beat through the veins in his still hardening cock growing in my mouth. I clamp down, and get as much of his 6" cock in my mouth. I then swirl my tongue all around, keeping a strong suction, and stroking the meat with my hands. I lose myself in the feeling of this encounter, but as I feel him start to tense, I slowly ease my sore mouth off of his now rigid tool. Without saying a work, I pulled my shorts down, and release my now rock, hard cock. Without saying a word, I turn my back to him, reach behind myself and gently pull him toward my naked ass. A shiver runs through my body as the tip of his hot, slick, leaking prick touches my crack.
Glory Be!
We opened the doors at the same time; he was about 6'6", 250 lbs, muscular, and black, with a big smile on his face. And on mine!
Two Guys On An Airplane
The next guy to board the plane must have been around 20, handsome, with a professional haircut crafted into an intricate helmet and a four inch ponytail handing down in back with a girl's stretchy hair-holder, yellow. He was chewing gum, gazing around him with interest. Slender, t-shirted with broad shoulders, and with faded jeans, one knee peeping through a tear in the cloth.
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