'Fuckin A, man! That's one hot lookin' dude' Jerry said with his giant vocabulary. 'I teased his boner, flexing it, testing it; I wrapped my fingers around him until thumb and fingers don't quite meet. I rubbed him, toying with his now growing erection. ' ..that's nice..' he said as he churned his butt in my lap. 'next picture..'
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The Visit
I decided to try a few bench presses, so I lay on the padded bench and started with a fairly light weight to get started. Jim and Scott stood on each side to help with changing weights and to give me pointers. Next thing I knew, both wrists were handcuffed to the weight machine. I thought to myself, "What the Hell is going on?" and then asked that same question of Jim and Scott. No answer. They adjusted the weight bar, pulled the bench out from under me and the next thing I knew, I was sitting on my butt with my arms up in the air attached to the weight machine. I asked again, louder, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"
Sucking Cock In The Sound Booth
I stand up and pull my own dick out of my pants, keeping my pants up, though, just letting my dick and balls out. I spit on my own dick, and then I rest the head of it against his hole. He moans, but he pushes his ass closer to my dick. It gives a little, tightens again around the head of my cock, and then lets me in, pulls me deep in, deep, until it's all up inside him.
The Play Room
After about an hour, three more beers and all of the Pizza, Mark looked at me and said, "I hear you and Chip had a ball last night, George." "Yes, Sir, we sure did," Chip answered before I could even open my mouth. Mark continued, "Chip here says that you are pretty well equipped and that you know how to use what you've got." "Yes, Sir," Chip repeated promptly. It was only then that I noticed that Chip had started to address Mark as "Sir", and I began to understand the relationship between them, and why he had been so quiet. Mark put his hand on my knee, squeezed it a bit, and said, "Want to check out my playroom with us?" I said that that sounded OK to me. Mark got up from the table, tossed the empty pizza boxes in the trash and said, "OK, let's go."
Adrian Fucking My Hot Arse While Others Watch
I knew the night was going to turn out quite well now. Couples where sucking, fucking and caressing each other in pairs and trio all around the woolshed as the music blared out of the sound system speakers. Trevor the cute guy I was with asked me to fuck him, need I tell you that I agreed. He lay on his back and lifted his legs over my shoulders as I positioned myself between his muscular legs. I rolled on a condom and lubbed us as I reached over a began to kiss him. In one slow but steady move I filled his hot hole with my cock and fucked him hard. After half and hour of action this guy came over and jerked himself off, coming all over us. It seemed like eternity fucking Trevor, but after an hour the scene became more interesting.
More Bacon Please
It was Bud Light. Bud tastes so good in California and so horrible back East. I put my legs across him. He put his right hand on my left leg. It felt wonderful. I wanted to kiss him again but instead I put my hand on the back of his neck. Fingers in Bacon's hair, stroking, touching, curling it, sending electrons whirling through me. I took a sip of beer, cold to my hot, smooth, my hand fell onto his leg. OK, I put it there.
The Father And The Alter Boy
What really pisses me off are wet dreams. Nocturnal emissions, they're called. I'm still a virgin, but I'll be dreaming about pounding a wet pussy, then WHAP! I'll come in my shorts and all over the bed. I have to get up, wipe the gooey mess off of me, change my shorts, then try to find a dry spot when I crawl back in. Damn, it sure makes me mad.
Story For You At The Beach
We began kissing again and this time I jumped up into his arms and felt his cock glide between the cheeks of my ass. I let him rub his hot cock up and down for a while as we kissed and held each other tightly. My own cock was rubbing up and down his smooth chest, bringing me waves of pleasure.
Tyler and Romeo In The Park
Again undercover of the audience's applause, I came in his ass, bucking and broncing. His asshole, a rose, I pollinated, bee-stinging him with sex. We slipped our pants back on, rolled up the blanket and mingled, exiting with the crowd after the encores. You might be shocked at our behaviour, not using condom's and stuff. But we ve both been diagnosed positive, not long to live. But remember that 'to die' in Shakespeare's day meant 'make love'. This could be our last summer, but we're going out sucking and fucking. The sadness will come betimes.
Raoul
Anthony would not jerk off with us, he thought it was a sin, wanted nothing to do with it, but he was mesmerized, soaking it all in. Anthony was an altar boy. I certainly was not. So it was just Gary and I, and for me it was very erotic, so I was ooohing and aaaahing as I stroked myself. Gary kept laughing at me. I came really fast, a huge load like teenagers do. Gary refused to believe I could have cum so fast so I opened my sleeping bag wide and shined the flashlight on the big puddle of cum on my chest, then I aimed it at my cock, it was still hard, and Gary and Anthony stared at my crotch. Then I offered to help Gary finish, I think he might have let me, but Anthony got really grossed out. So I just opened up Gary's sleeping bag and Anthony and I watched him cum.
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