I was 18 and I did not like the way my parents where treating me so like an good rebel teen I decided I would run away to my uncles house and live with him in the next state over. So I packed my stuff up and left for my uncles house.
I was walking about an hour and a half making great time when a trucker pulled ahead of me and asked me if I wanted a lift. So I asked him where he was going and his answer was close to my uncles house only about a mile away. So I accepted his offer and hope in. We made small talk for the first couple of miles. I learned his name was Mike and he has been a trucker all his life . After a while Mike suggested that I watch a movie while he drives.
I agreed and turned on the TV. I flicked thought the little stations that he could get when I spotted the VCR so I pushed play and was amazed bysceness of hot young guys being fucked by older men andseeingg them give each other blow jobs. I noticed that Mike was slowing down and pulling into a truck stop so I turned off the VCR and turned on one of the channels. Mike came back to join me saying when we are stopped he can get more channels than while driving.
After he flips thought the channels he suggests we watch a movie before we hit the road again so Mike turns on the VCR and hits play, knowing whats in the VCR. The scene that pops up is one of a young 18 year old teen taking an older mans cock deep in his ass. Mike looks at me and starts to rub my leg. I know you where watching this movie while I was driving I could see it on my monitor. I had to stop because my cock was so hard that I could not concentrate anymore.
So he tells me to stand up and pulls my paints down reviling my hard 7 inch cut cock, and nice pear shaped ass. Mike looks at me and says its going to be fun fucking that hot tight ass of yours. With that he pulled down his paints exposing a 8 inch uncut cock of which I am a very big fan of. Mike tells me to suck and get it all wet and slippery so it slides easily inside my ass. So I drop to my knees and started to suck his huge cock.
First licking up and down the shaft than plunging down on taking most of it deep in my throat. I started to go up and down on his hard shaft playing with his heavy balls as I sucked him I felt his pre cum oozing from his cock. The taste of it made me so hard and horny. I wanted to eat his big load which i knew was not far off. So I began to massage his cock with my throat muscles. Mike moans and starts to fuck my face hard and than shoots the biggest load I have ever tried to eat down my throat. It went all over my face and my chest.
He pulls out and start to stroke his cock letting the rest of his huge load cover my face. With his cock know hard as a rock again I know whats coming next he bends me over in the cab and slowly slides is slick monster into my virgin boy hole. Inch by inch disappears inside me soon his massive meat is all the way inside me. Than he begins to fuck me nice and hard. I cry out in pain at first but that all turns to moans of pleasure as he pounds my ass. I scream OH YES FUCK ME HARD. Mike greatly complies and fucks my brains out.
I thought that it would never end I i kinda did not want it to end when Mike emptied a huge load into my boy pussy. Filling me up completely. He pulled out and I sucked the remaining cum out of his huge cock. Mike than pushes me back on the seat and takes my cock in his mouth and sucked the cum right out of me. He dropped me off at my uncles house and told me that he lives the next street over and anytime that I want to ride him again just say the word.
Both we in there late 20's, and worked hard all week except Sundays. Sundays they liked to kick back, polish off a few brews, and enjoy the park, or a hiking trail. Today was no different; they were hiking the trail up to Eagle's Nest in the Adirondacks Mountains. After a few hours they pulled off the trail to drink and rest. They found a shady spot near a clear pool by some huge rocks.
A lot. But ya just don't jet around school scooping everybody about it; I'd be dead meat in, oh, like about a day. There's this one buff stud Matt, man, he makes me SCHWING every time I scope him out. I even joined the cross-country track team just to hang with him. Yah, like that worked.
Soon both my tank top and my shorts were sticking to me. I wore no underwear, and I was enjoying the sensation of my loose shorts against my cock as I pedalled. At long last I arrived at my destination, the film bookstore. I trod up the stairs to the second-floor shop huffing and puffing. I didn't care.
We are both insatiable cocksuckers - always hungry for a nice big cock to plow our mouths and boypussies. David was telling me he really wanted to get fucked, so I told him to say hi to my extremely hot and hung friend Ed who was also online at time. They decided to get together even though Ed also had another friend named Scott on his way over. Scott is great-looking. It's a hot scene.
I was forty one at the time and not accustom to travel as I was when I was younger. However, my last supervisor was an asshole not only to me but everyone and I told him so! It soon became his mission in life to transfer me out as soon as possible. The next opening was Durban South Africa so I was transferred there. The company provided me with a rental house. 00 a month.
The city lights twinkled in the distance, and as I looked out, I felt his strong body standing just behind me, desiring me, and I wanted to nestle myself into his embrace and feel him melt into me. The vibe radiating from his strong chest and loving precense was so strong I could feel it beaming against my back, my skin tingling with anticipation. But not yet, I was nervous. Mmmm. Yumm.
You see, there's this guy who's been keeping me. . . I hate to use that word, but there just isn't any other one that will do - I was being KEPT! It was all OK at first, he'd suck my cock dry two or three times a day. I loved that. I didn't even mind making out with all his friends. I like it, too.
one reason because i had to use the bathroom, second reason because i wanted to read the sex writing on the walls an inside the stalls. it was obvious that men were having sex here an sucking eachothers cocks, cause there was date an times, an request, an phone numbers written everywhere.
I was in my hotel room surfing the Dallas m4m room. It was full, but as usual, no one was talking. My phone rang and took me from the computer for a few minutes. When I returned I had a lengthy Instant Message. The message stated that the author's name was Jason. He said he liked my profile did I have time to chat? I immediately checked for a profile. Rats. nothing there. I IMed back.
See, I'm bisexual, and most of the time I'm primarily attracted to women. But when I want good, hot sex without all the baggage, I like a nice juicy cock between my lips. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me.
Eddie was about 5 foot 10 and 150lbs and had an awesome build for a 9th grader. I walked over and told him to come in and shut the door behind him. There was an assembly going on so I didn't want a ton of people in my room. I asked him what was wrong or if he just didn't want to see the assembly and he said it was a boring one and he need to talk to me about an injury he had.
"Arrrrgh, that hurts coach. it hurts!!!!. " But my moans only fueled Coach Johnson's determination as he worked the tennis racquet handle into my tight young ass. He knew these were not moans of pain. they were moans of pleasure, and he had been listening to them for nearly a month now. Oh how my life had changed in that month.
One day at training a gym day was made compulsory for our 2 month training schedule before we went to south africa on an athletics tour in the summer of 99. A few of us had stayed extra hours (most of the other guys had left around 9pm). Watching Peter pump iron was so sexy, turning me on incredibly.
From where i come from you don't really see that many people on the streets after dark. I finally ended up with a hotel room close to Grenwich village; a place that i finally thought i could find a safe haven in the gay lifestyle. I checked into room 934 so i could grab a shower, something i needed more than anything at the moment.
Everywhere he looked, Dean Jones' eyes feasted on virile manliness. He thought he'd be observing a class of adolescent boys starting out in the world of bodybuilding. Instead, the private school's weight room boasted 8 of the humpiest studs he'd ever seen outside of a bodybuilding convention.
Did for me too. We had free Disney channel last weekend and so I caught an English Import. Dickens' "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe". Hadn't seen it since when I was a kid, but it kindled memories. Ones I'd kept on the back-burner. Like that time I walked into that little boutique in San Rafael, with the unusual merchandise:I'd recieved their flyer. Green flourescent paper, Ugly Black Type.
The cordless phone haphazardly lying right next to me in bed rudely awakened me. Not the sound you want to hear after a long hard night of partying with the boys. Not out of the norm for a 21-year-old college student, "Hello"? I grumbled into the receiver. "Wake up Collin, it's 11 o'clock for God's sake!" Ryan said jokingly. I slipped off my CK's and started the water. Fuck, I needed that.
This kid that I refer to as the bibleboy. He always carried a bible around until we met. First time we met my cock as almost exploding out of my work overalls. I noticed him glancing at it. He noticed how big it was and I was sure I would fuck him so hard.
The War itself was over before I was old enough to join up. So, I went to work on the Williamson farm. Now, at age 29, I ran the spread almost single-handed. The 'almost' mentioned above was the Williamson's son, Billy. Although only 16 he was a very willing worker. Billy was small for his age which meant I did the bulk of the work. I liked to be kept busy. Less time for thinking, that way.
I knew I was horny, though, and decided to go check out that theater on Kings Highway that everyone is always talking about. I procrastinated for a while, doing some shit around the house, and finally got there around 3 PM. I thought the place would have been quiet on a Wednesday afternoon, but I guess a lot of people took the day off from work or something, because it was pretty crowded.
It was not my luckiest day. I had been waiting hopefully for nearly an hour and nobody had stopped. Then, quite suddenly, the sky clouded over and I was drenched with a burst of torrential rain. It was dreadful and my body was soon soaked to the skin and I felt very, very miserable. The rain stopped leaving my long blond hair bedraggled. I was only twenty-two and stood six feet two tall.
Picked up for being drunk outside the KFC. Driven home in a cop car. If they hear of this I'm fucked. Both the cops look at each other grinning. The cop car takes a sharp turn into my street. In my drunken state I tell them the reason I went out was to get a blow job, then I ask the officer if he wants give me one. Bad move? Click to find out.
I work right in the heart of town and I love it. Its hot now so I don't wear nothing but my shorts and sneakers. I'm really tanned this year and my long blond hair is really light since I'm in the sun all day long. Other people do too! I get so many stares from people when I'm delivering my packages....
At 33 years of age, 6' tall, 160#, with blond hair, blue eyes, a well-toned, smooth body, and a 7" cock, you would think it wouldn't be too difficult, but I find myself jerking off by myself far more often than I'd like to be.
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