The one that spoke to me was probably five feet nine inches and was carrying almost three hundred pounds, most of if was in his beer gut that hung over his belt. He had a short hair cut and his pants looked as though if he moved just a little they would fall off. Two of the men were dressed almost alike they wore plaid shirts with suspenders. Both were over two hundred pounds but no where near as flabby as the other gentleman. The fourth man was a sight he was probably four inches taller than myself and close to three hundred pounds. He didn't appear to be overweight he wore heavy boots with his blue jeans rolled up and pulled over the top of the boots. He had on a plaid long sleeve shirt with suspenders, which he probably didn't need. His jeans were definitely stretched to there limit.
Fatcat Plus Four
Internet Meet
I really wanted to get there quick, before i had time to change my mind. My hard on had gone down enough to leave the cyber cafe and i made my way to the apartment. He was already standing outside, in a denim jacket as he said. I waved from across the street figuring if it wasnt him he'd just shrug and move on but he gave a wave and a cheeky grin back. He was cuter then he'd said. I crossed the street and we shook hands like 2 regular guys, no-one on the street couldve picked up that we'd never met before and we were sizing each other up for sex.
Flyin High
Being a Mid-westerner, I was taught never to be pushy or demanding; always open doors for anyone behind me, and give the choicest picks to everyone else. Including plane seats. First class is just a plain old waste of money by the standards of a Minnesotan and not wanting to be noticed, I pick the very last seat on the plane. It reminded me of when I always sat in the back of the school bus -- where every bump and pothole felt like the Grand Canyon.
Artistic Story About The Communion
When the song is over, i turn back to the priest and bow my head. the smile on my face relaxes a bit as i think of the week's events. of my failures. of my sisters and brothers around me. I wonder if I'm going to skip the eucharist again this week. It just feels so transparent these days-- a pompous, long-winded parade that everyone feels obligated to join even though they can't remember what it is they're celebrating.
Horny Cabdriver
As we were driving along, I started making small-talk with the guy...I think I started off by remarking that it must be really dull driving a cab on a Sunday night. He agreed, and then started talking about the place he had just picked me up from...it seemed it was quite busy on Friday nights, and he's always getting fares to and from there. I remarked that it was pretty dead tonight...and then, throwing all caution to the wind, remarked that that was a shame, because I was so horny.
Meeting Tall Slim Swimmer For Gay Sex
I introduced myself, and he invited me in, took my jacket and asked me to sit. Then he went into the kitchen to get a couple soft drinks for us to sip as we chatted. We sat across from each other on the couch as we talked, and every now and then he shifted, ever so slightly, but closer each time. I pretended not to notice how he was edging his way closer and closer. As we chatted, I looked around and noticed a fire burning in the fireplace. Some nice soft music was playing in the background and really set the mood for romance. It seemed like suddenly he was across the couch and sitting so close we were touching. His arm across the back of the couch behind me, I felt perfectly comfortable with letting my head lower onto his shoulder.
Me And Malcolm
Whatever, I thought. Malcolm intrigued me sure enough. He was about forty but his nice smile combined with his apparent generosity won me over for what would possibly turn out to be a feel in the back row, if former experiences with guys who wanted to take me to the movies was true.
Blowjob From Massage Therapist
Next he said turn over, the sheet was a huge 6 inch tent. I tried to laugh it off. He never said a word, just started massaging my shoulders. I looked him in the eye, and while we were talking a little, I winked at him and he smiled. He massaged my pecs a little and left my stomach alone. He then went down to my legs and feet. It felt great and my little member never let up. When he started on my upper leg he removed the sheet. He massaged my groin area on each side and by this time the pre-cum was oozing. He touched my cock by letting his arm rest against it, then accidentially rubbing it going from side to side. I was about to pop. He told me looks like it is not going down. I said looks that way.
Hotel Handjob
I sat down in a stall, and immediately noticed the glory holes drilled into the marble walls on either side of me. They weren't all that big, but there were a couple of them, and if I held my head in a certain way, I was sure I could get a good view of my "next-door neighbor." As I said though, I wasn't expecting anything here, so I fought my usual inclination to peer through the holes.
Interview With Bernie
With his right hand on the steering wheel, (he was a leftie), he unzipped his slacks, reached into his boxer briefs , and pulled out a huge uncut cock, and a big hairy nut sack! I couldn't believe it, here was this tall handsome man, and he was asking me to service him in the front seat of this big powerful Cadillac! His dick was huge, about 8 1/2 inches long, and really fat! The skin only covered about half of the elongated head, and his cock was already dripping pre cum. He told me to get down in the floor and suck him, where no one could see us. I crawled onto the floor of the car, and held his giant cock in my hands, he smelled of sweat, piss, and musky smelling balls, but I swallowed the head of his huge dick in my mouth, and licked ,and sucked it.
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