I found a pair of boxer shorts that had all sorts of fruit on it, in very bright colors, on a yellow background. "Fruits for a fruit" I thought to myself, and I chuckled a bit half under my breath. I guess it was an unusual thing to do. Some guy, who looked like he had been a football player in high school before he blimped out on pizzas and Bud, gave me a very hostile stare. I gave him smile number seven, the message of which is "I am just crazy enough to do anything at all, so don't mess with me." It worked. For a split second I had considered using number twelve; "Hi sexy, want to fool around?" but since he had about a hundred pounds on me I discarded that idea real quickly.
The K Mart Sex Experience
Fucking the Arab Cab Driver in the Ass
Absentmindedly I rubbed my cock through the lining of my pockets and ran through my mind the things I'd hoped to be doing with that guy Jeff before the whole plan was shot to hell by his sister. After 15 minutes I hadn't seen one cab that wasn't booked or full, the frustration was building up in me and so all I wanted to do was get home and jack off as a release.
interracial
Bathhouse Twins
I'm glad I didn't have to wait too long, because my balls were really at the boiling point. As I was looking out the door, these two guys come by. They looked so much alike they could have been twins (it turned out they were). They were both in their early twenties, both about 6' tall, both about 155#, both with good definitions, and both wearing equally bulging towels. As soon as I saw them, I knew I wanted them. Both of them. At the same time.
Grand Old Man
Then out of nowhere's the Weekly Californian, the university newspaper calls up, and tell me if our little troupe, the Laverne's Pizza and Shirley's Paper Gifts Repertory Players will come to Worthington Hall, and greet, the Grand Old Man.
Glory Hole Revealed
After securing my bike on the stand and shucking the helmet, I entered the restroom area. Just inside the entry doors, which themselves are obscured from outside view by a small privacy wall, the stalls are situated. Further to the left are the urinals, and to the far right are the sinks. Seeing that I must be the only one in the facility, I chose just to walk into one of the stalls, leaving the door open behind me. I pulled down the elasticized waist band of my athletic pants to free my cock, so it could go about doing its second most important function in life.
Male Escort Call
"don't worry about the hourly rate. I don't keep close track, so just relax, and don't think about the money." I wasn't...I was thinking about his lean, muscular frame, and those sexy legs, and those tight shorts. But I thanked him, and said I had never done this before. He took a toke, exhaled, and said that was his favorite type of client, and that my good looks was a plus. I thanked him, but said I was a lump of coal to his diamond. What did he see in me that looked good.
Remembering First Gay Experience For Bi Man
I was caught ! I was going to jail and there was nothing I could do ! I lost my erection immediately but could not close my pants without this person seeing me and turning me in. I was in a total state of panic and trying very frantically to figure out what to do next, all the while afraid to move. I kept my eyes glued to the screen, afraid to even look in his direction. After what seemed like hours ,probably ten minutes, a hand touched my leg. I figured it was by accident and I certainly did not want to call attention to it so I continued to stare at the screen. This was apparently taken as a signal that it was alright because the hand moved up my leg to my dick which immediately rose to full (6") erection. The hand was cool and smooth and knew exactly what to do.
Proposal From Client That Saw Me Checking Out His Crotch
"My name is Lonnie" Hi Lonnie, I'm Jeff, "I noticed you were looking at my crotch a few times, are you interested?" Lonnie knew that I was interested at what was in there. "Why don't you close your door and lock it. We can check each other out a little bit." I closed and locked the door to my office, then Lonnie came over too me and started to rub my crotch area, I in turn did the same. I knelt down between his legs and started to rub my face into his crotch, his smell was so intoxicating, my nostrils swelled with excitement, he undid his zipper, there was a big bulge in his shorts, I rubbed this into my face also. I started to lick his shorts until he had a nice erection. We both started to undress each other, getting ready for what was about to happen.
Threesome In The Dark Sex Club
A man approaches. Through the dark, he seems to be about 5'8" with a youthful athletic build wearing white briefs as light catches the ring through his left nipple. He stops in front of you. I whisper in your ear "I want him to touch you". He comes closer and first looks at me, then at you and then back at me. I nod. He then rubs your hairy chest. You feel my cock grow wedged inside your cheeks. I feel your cock grow in my hand. I take my hand out of your underwear and put it up to his face. He smells and licks my hand as he massages you cock.
Greyhound Men's Room Trick
"Great," I thought, "open crapping." The first several toilets were either missing seats or filthy beyond redemption. Finally, the second to last toilet was relatively clean, had a seat, and generally looked habitable. The only problem was, there was no partition between my crapper & the last one, so I was totally exposed to anyone who might come in. But at that point, I didn't care, because the call of nature was urgent. I dropped my pants, had a seat and was just beginning to feel relief from my bowels when I heard approaching footsteps. By the cadence of the footsteps I knew that this was not some old pervert coming in to cruise the place. The stranger was not heading toward the urinals, but toward me.
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