I didn't want to start a fight, I mean he was already a bit too angry, but we hadn't had one in awhile, so if we were going to let our feelings out at any time, now would be the time. So I kept the heat on. "Wow. Well when I'm in my bedroom, which happens to be next to the shower, I can hear you beating off! You fucking bang your hands...or arms, or whatever the fuck you bang, against the wall and I hear it when he masturbate. How you masturbate in that shower, I don't know...but you do. I hear your moans, and I hear the beatings on the wall, so don't give me this bullshit" I was pissed.
Blacks Can Moan
Billy And The Colonel's Closet
He made me sit on the bed. "Ever suck a guy, Billy?" I nodded, but it had been a much smaller guy, a long time ago! "Suck me, Billy..." he ordered. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of his briefs, and lowered them to reveal one of the nicest un-cut cocks I had ever seen. He moved closer. I kissed his hardness. It jumped! I was happy to be able to please him. My own cock had found it's love-tunnel in the layers of quilted nylon in the suits I was wearing. The Colonel pushed me down on the bed and mounted me. He was dragging his penis all over the flight suit pants and parka. He started to undress me. "This will be a lot of fun, if you have all the stuff on that I left out for you!" So THAT'S what the pile of flight gear and quilted nylon undies was there for, as bait!
Executive Overtime
John obviously knew what I needed--he pushed the trash in his wheeled bin down with one of his massive arms, glanced at me with another smile then leaned against my desk. He started talking about how much he enjoyed working in our building and how much he enjoyed his job. I was a little less nervous; I figured he was just a talkative, sweet guy that loves to chat but as he went on about how much he liked his work one thing occurred to me: in the five minutes he was telling me about his job, John managed to tell me four times that he worked by himself. I picked up on this and asked him if he didn't get lonely at night. He fixed me with his gaze and replied, "Lonely? Not really but some nights I wish I had a buddy around to help me out..."
Double Gay Sex First Time
One important thing to say right up front: while I'd had thoughts and feelings about guys for decades, I was still a virgin with them. Never had I ever acted out anything. I would soon find out -- Tad was in the same situation!!! He was still single -- but happily so, and not with any gay tendencies to speak of.
First Time At Work
He moaned softly, rocking back on his feet, and I began to use my other hand to massage his balls a little bit. He moaned a bit louder that time, and I shushed him quietly. He told me to give him oral, and I said okay. I put my lips up against his cock head and kissed it gently. I began to lick up and down the shaft. I figured if I got it wetter I'd be able to swallow him better. It worked, and I began to take his cock into my mouth. I worked him slowly in, taking care not to nick him with my teeth, although I am sure I did a couple times. He never said anything though. His head hit the back of my throat, and stimulated my gag reflex. I suppressed it, and continued to take him down into my throat as I tilted my head up a bit to allow him to penetrate.
Best Massage Ever
On our next appointment Roger wore some very light shorts and as he began I could see he had no underwear to restrain his very hard cock as it stood out in front of him. He stood at my head as I lay on the table face down. When he had reached my lower back I could feel his cock against my cheek as he rubbed his cock moved up and down my check and I felt my cock growing stiff. He finished and moved to my legs working his way up and started on my ass a few times running his oil covered thumbs over my virgin hole.
Back Crack And Sack
Michael is straight. As far as I know he has never fooled around with another boy, even though he has a number of very hot friends, several of whom would sleep-over in his double bed with him. When heading off to bed myself, I would usually call out something like "Go easy on his ass, he has to be able to walk in the morning!", and would get a reply like "I can't talk, I have a mouth full of cock!" If I knocked on the door, I would get a "Come In" only to see two fully clothed boys lying on the bed playing playstation and grinning.
4x4
Bloody hell! Here comes the boss, I'd better look as though I'm doing something I suppose. Of course he has to stop at my desk and ask me if everything is OK. I look up at him and say its fine and that I hope he is OK. When I look up I can see a few grey/brown hairs edging over the top of his collar and I have to drag my gaze away from them to look up into his eyes. Oh my god! I nearly melt when I do. Fortunately I knock some papers off my desk and I hurriedly bend to pick them up, by the time I'm back in my chair the boss has moved on....
Gay Foursome At Ed's Place
You see, I'm a real bottom boy and I rarely care about touching myself or getting off. I am solely concerned with making hung hot tops happy. I want them to get off anyway they want to, in my mouth, up my boypussy -- all over my face...whatever they want, I'm game. Anyway, I keep sucking on this beautiful guy's cock. I grab his tight, muscled legs as he fucks my face pretty hard. In turn, his mouth is being plowed by Ed's mammoth, gorgeous tool. It's a hot scene. Someone starts slapping my ass. Its hard to tell whether its Ed or Scott hitting me, and I don't really care. Either way, I am being treated like the horny bitch that I am. Scott keeps saying "yeah, suck that cock, bitch...eat my big cock, u little slutboy."
An Unusual Experience
Fozia was on my mind as I drove back home from work as ususal, I was also listening to my favourite numbers from the 70s on a portable CD player, which I really enjoyed, in a daze I drove on when suddenly the CD started to skip, I turned to press some buttons to get it to play, but it wouldn't, as I bent down for a moment to check the player, I felt a hard jolt, followed by a loud flapping noise, I had hit some thing, and the left front tire had burst, right in the middle of nowhere which was a sugarcane field with the thing growing 8 feet tall or more on either side, it was strange that the incident should happen here, I always did dread passing through this place, there was never a person in sight here, and even now there were none.
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