In bed that night I remembered how his lips enveloped the bottle, how his tongue slightly entered the neck. Just then I reached into my bag and got the bottle. At that moment it was no longer a drinking container, it became my object of my overactive lust. First, I put the bottle to my lips like he did, then slowly I took more and more of the bootle into my mouth till I could hardly breathe. I envisioned the hard plastic in my mouth was his warm, large cock. Just then I kicked my pajamas off and plunged the bottle deep inside of me. I came the first time with the initial thrust. Each thrust after brought on wave after wave of orgasm.
Five Days With Hispanic Stud Miguel
Married Man Has Sex With Flagpole Delivery Man
Cody got out of the car, and told me he wanted to make sure the delivery was made correctly, and I got what I needed. That was customer service! He was dressed in his basketball shorts, and a white T-shirt. As he was talking to me my mind was racing with all of these wonderful fantasies involving Cody. I am sure my thoughts were fairly obvious to Cody, since he was staring down at the bulge in my pants and smiling. Cody asked me if there was anything else I needed, and if not he would be on his way. I immediately blurted out "I need you!" I am sure I turned 10 shades of red, and my head immediately turned toward the ground in embarrassment. I looked up, and Cody had his big smile on his face, had taken off the T-shirt he was wearing and was walking toward the door to my house.
You Come Out, You Stay Out
I decided to make a loop around and have another look at him. Again, as i drove past, he looked up and watched me. I looped around for a third pass. As I approached the area where he had been sitting, I noticed he was gone. I felt deflated until, driving further onward, I saw him walking along the road in the same direction in which I was driving. I stopped abreast of him and asked him if he would like a lift. Without a word, he opened the door and got in. He was wearing Bermuda length tan shorts and a plaid button down shirt and tennis shoes.
Cleansing Shower Sex
His moment came near and he pulled out to let me be the recipient of his love juices. He jerked his large tool only inches away from my face and I could see the head swelling larger and larger. He came in heavy, thick loads. He coated my face and chest with his cum and wouldn't stop, it looked, until he covered every inch of me in him. I stood up to shoot my load and he received it the same way I took his. We both stood until the warm jets of water and watched our bodies be cleansed of gobs of cum.
All Day Sucker
Like I said, I sucked a lot of cock in that bathroom. There is one particular day that I would like to tell you about. It was an incredible day. I had just graduated two weeks earlier and planned to spend as much time as I could there before I headed off for college that fall. My parents both work and I'm an only child, so I am free to go where I want during the day. About 10:00 I gathered my usual stuff and headed for the court house. My "usual stuff" consisted of a bottle of baby oil, a couple of condoms, a towel, a book (for the gaps between visitors) and my logbook. After locking my bike up out front, I headed in a side entrance that lead straight for the basement. It was mainly used for employees so I could enter without being noticed.
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.
Duty Weekend With Jock Strap Bulge
Jeez, what a dumb thing for me to say. It was quite apparent that he had been doing just that. He was sweating profusely, wearing a pair of short nylon running shorts, tank top, white socks and running shoes. His entire masculine body was glistening with sweat. I wanted this man desperately and came up with that stupid line as some excuse to start talking to him.
Early Days Spent On My Knees At Glory Holes
There was an old abandoned house about 1/4 mile from my home. It was owned by a local company and used for storing old boxes and stuff. We would sneak in there and lay on the floor and suck away. One time I went to visit him when he was working at a convenience store. He had the closing shift, and after he closed at 2:00am, he locked the front doors and came to the back room to do some clean up and count out for the night. I was waiting for him on my knees, with my own hard dick out, jerking off. He walked over, saying he can't do it here and if he got caught he'd get fired. But I wouldn't be discouraged.
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.
First Bookstore Blowjob
I recall looking in the yellow pages for an adult bookstore. The guy that lived in the apartment next to me was a cutie. I'll never remember his first name, but his last name was something like Luendyke. I can still see his cute tanned legs poking out his shorts and his long curly mane of hair. I had an instant crush. I told Luendyke I was going to an adult bookstore to check the place out. He wanted to come with and we piled onto my little moped. It was a tight squeeze, but I can recall how good it felt to have him holding on to me. I had a wood.
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