"To be frank you're overstretched. Now I will give you a prescription to give yourself a daily application of a minimising remedy lotion which should help, but too, as said I am afraid you will have to be tough with your partner and ration him"
Everything In Moderation - Fucked by The Therapist
Gay Cruising Time
I casually stroll up to the passenger's side and look into the window that's already rolled down. There's a street light overhead, so I can see in the cab of the truck. He's a Hispanic looking guy with black wavy hair and dark skin. He's kind of lean looking, not too old. Probably in his mid thirties. His left hand is on the steering wheel. I can see the wedding ring on his third finger. He's got his right hand on his thigh, but he's not touching his crotch. He looks me straight in the face and asks, with a slight Hispanic accent, "How's it going, man?" "Fine," I reply. "Do you need a ride somewhere?" He asks. "Nah, I'm not going anywhere in particular," I respond, "just walking."
Bareback Riding
Just then, I heard a noise to my left and looked up to see another man standing there watching the action. He was maybe in his 40's, and he was standing there with his cock hanging out of his pants, stroking it while he watched us. I guess he must have let himself in, but as he wasn't doing anything more than watching us, I decided he wasn't doing any harm. So I went back to reaming the asshole in front of me, all the while getting an expert fucking from behind. No matter how good a dildo feels in my ass, there's nothing to replace a big hot cock pistoning in and out of me. My body was on fire, every nerve tingling with torturous excitement. I felt a splattering of liquid on my back and looked up to see the newest guest shooting his load all over me, a look of pure pleasure on his face.
Piss Slave Meets His Master
I wound up there fairly early; even though it was a Saturday, the place wasn't terribly full yet. I strolled around the bar, admiring the collection of posters from other bars, the artwork, and some of the more bearlike men. Between the beers I'd had and my wandering thoughts, I stopped paying real attention to most of the bar. Rather suddenly, it registered on me that I could only move with difficulty. I looked around the room, and discovered that the place was full, and rapidly approaching packed. I had been warned that the Spike was popular; but I never expected it to get so full one could hardly move!
Sloane House Fun
I've been reading for years about the various sordid soirees and horny happenings at these kind of places, making them sound like a kind of amateur bathhouse, and it was kind of let-down not to see people fucking and sucking in the hallways.
Full Afternoon with a Monster Cock
Looking at all the hot, sweaty, beefy bodies of the toned and tan women and men at the gym never fails to raise a tent in my shorts. I used to wear loose trunks to the gym, but soon learned that the nylon biking shorts are much better at keeping my enormous erection from being displayed too lewdly. I got looks all the time, but I really got looks before.
Gay Fuck at Night in the Park
He got back on his back as I pulled his pants and underwear off. I took his cock in my hand and gently caressed it as he begged me to suck it. I stroked his balls as I moved my lips to his waiting cock. I started by swirling my tongue on his foreskin giving it little nibbles. I pushed it back with my teeth and tongue fucked his little pee hole. I sucked on his big head tasting precum as I slowly worked down his shaft. I pushed his legs on my shoulders so I had access to his ass. I stopped sucking him and moved my tongue to his sweet little ass hole. I licked the edges of it and then slid it in. I was tongue fucking his ass and jacking him off and he was screaming with pleasure. I could tell he was going to cum very soon so I went back to his 6 inches of cock.
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.
Chance Encounter
I never wanted to go in the first place. One of my best friends had gotten his girlfriend pregnant, so they'd decided to elope. Like they had a choice! Anyway, after the weekend fiasco we'd all spent in Reno, it was finally Sunday and time to go home. There was a caravan of three cars. The bride and groom in one car, my roommate and I in my car and a the third car following.
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Fucking Straight Jason with My Gay Cock
He was wearing a designer shirt that left absolutely nothing about his upper body up to my imagination and, in contrast, baggy cargo shorts that went down below his knees. He told me he was straight. He told me that someone told him that guys give better head. He trailed off, looking nervously around him, as if he was going to recognize someone else in the bar.
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