I took a gander at the pictures of rent boys to see if there was a guy I felt I could be with. Jason was so much like Kev, you could almost say he was a double. On meeting Jason at a destined place he was curious to know how I found him, when I said he was furious because he had given up being a rent boy a year back.
Shagging the Rent Boy
Male Rockband Breaks Barriers
Plus DOGPOUND is a heavy-metal band of five great-looking guys who work out every day, surf, swim and thus sculpture their bodies in an unconscious sort of way not dependent on resolutions but simple enjoyment of life and the outdoors. It's the natural state of being for them. While other groups allow their bodies to slip into disrepair over time from wear-and-tear, jetlag, and ultimate professional burnout, DOGPOUND is a stark contrast. They are happy to be non-celebreties in more ways than one. Attention is one thing, smothering a person's privacy is another.
The Glory Hole Encounter
I crouched down to look through our hole and watched him shuck his windbreaker, then drop his jeans. I wet my lips when I saw his cock, fully erect, maybe 8 inches long, and a nice thickness, with a cut flared head. I dropped to my knees and there it was, poking through the hole. I wasted no time, dropping to my knees and taking his hardness between my lips. He began to make east fucking motions, thrusting his hips toward the warm hole that my my mouth provided. I tried to get in closer so that I could take more of him but the wall prevented that. These glory holes are good for anonymous sex but when I find a good looking, well built stud like this, I always wish that we could get closer.
Fat Fetish Fun
He then handed me a card from his pocket. It had an address on it, and It looked really professional too.
Gay Encouner With Marco
He knew it. He was actively teasing me after a few minutes. It didn't take long before we both knew what was going on, and we dropped pretenses. I asked him when he got off work, and he said he couldn't wait that long. He led me inside, after looking around carefully, and we went to a small room with some huge empty shelves and nothing else. He locked us in, and things got serious. Marco started undressing, and so did I. For me it was easy, I just peeled down my cutoffs and started to lift off my t- shirt. Marco stepped up and did it for me. As he dropped my shirt, he reached down and squeezed my cock, which was already hard as stone, and gave me one of his killer smiles. Those eyes, that face, that gleaming smile, just clawed at my heard. Damn, but I wanted him!
Compliment Of Being Desired By A Man
While all this is happening, I'm aware of how desired I am by this man. He wants me! He wants to taste me personally, intimately. He wants my spit inside his mouth to swallow, and he's on his way now to obtaining the most profound and personal gift a man can bestow upon another man...the gift of his seminal fluid given amidst and as a result of possibly the most wonderful feelings men can have......the feeling of ejaculating sperm...seminal fluid or cum. What makes the man who's cumming feel so wonderful, even more than just the ejaculation, is that a man like himself is on the receiving end, with open mouth and active lips and tongue, to swallow the masculine essence of the giver of the "gift."
Cumming And Going
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.
Fucked That Hole Hard and Shoved all Inches of My Penis Inside Him
In his jeep I fought back, hoping to gain a bit of control the only way a hungry bottom can: by getting on top. With his seat reclined, I approached him on my knees, threw my right leg over him, and straddled his crotch. In this position, I let my weight rest on his crotch and his cock ran right between my buns. I held him by the sides of his chest and could feel it expand with his breaths. He had strange blue eyes and thin eyebrows, high cheekbones and flawless skin. His left cheek dimpled when he smiled, and his short hair spiked a bit in the front. He was a few inches taller than I, not too muscular, but defined. His bicep was neatly cut and I could feel his abdominals individually. He seemed to know what he wanted.
Trucker's Hitchhiker Cardgame Leads To Gay Sex Encounter
He opened his zipper, dug around inside, and proceeded to UNROLL his cock. Even in the dim light from the dashboard, I could see one helluva long piece of meat, thick with pulsing veins. He stuck it in the bottle, filled it once, drained it, and filled it again. I had a hard time keeping the truck on the road--I couldn't take my eyes off his cut cocktool.
Only For Money
Jon sucked harder on the naked hustler's prong, felt Michael's thighs tense under Jon's bare chest and shoulders. Michael gasped, and jetted his load into Jon, who sucked harder, swallowed, sucked harder yet, sucked until he had drained the young bodybuilder dry. Michael relaxed with a long sigh, limp now on the bed under Jon's weight.
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