Absentmindedly I rubbed my cock through the lining of my pockets and ran through my mind the things I'd hoped to be doing with that guy Jeff before the whole plan was shot to hell by his sister. After 15 minutes I hadn't seen one cab that wasn't booked or full, the frustration was building up in me and so all I wanted to do was get home and jack off as a release.
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Fucking the Arab Cab Driver in the Ass
Black Men Are White Boy's Cum Buckets
"That's what black bodies are for," Jerome said to himself, "to be white boys' cum buckets." Jerome loved to read about slave accounts in history books where grown black slave women were used at will by their white overseers and masters. He envisioned hard white cocks invading black pussies, fucking those black women and filling them with the white man's sperm. When he hung out with his white buddies in school and daydreamed of how they would turn on him and force him to his knees to suck their white cocks and rape his tight black ass -- and then piss all over his body. He wanted so badly to be raped by a gang of white boys, to smell their bodies as they fucked his face and took turns plowing into his ass.
Morning Run Fuck
I ran by the beach near my place. It was a rather quiet Monday, a couple of old ladies and a white middle-aged white man (I'm Chinese). I was getting into my pace when he overtook me. He was going at a slightly faster rate, probably doing intervals. And boy, I was mesmerized just with the back view. He was running bare body, with droplets of sweat rolling down his tan toned back. All the muscles were moving in poetry, everyone of them like pistons in a lean mean machine. He had broad shoulders, good shoulder development and defined tris.
Dream My Dream
Still connected, he takes the path to the pool where the waterfall splashes and stops, stops to find its way from the pool to flow again to the sea. He walks slowly into the water with me still cradled in his arms, kissing me lightly. Carrying me, hip-deep, into the water, he holds me with one hand at my back. Using his other hand he lowers me downwards. I feel the cold water on my back as he sets me floating. Still holding me with one hand, he loosens my legs from around his waist with the other. Placing his hands on my upper legs he gently floats me away from him and we uncouple. I feel the cold water rush in where his love had been cradled, deep inside of me. I squeeze myself closed to prevent his seed from flowing away to the sea. It is mine, the love he gave to me.
My Mom's Boyfriend
"You filthy little bastard." Brian grabbed his sheets tight, as waves of pleasure swept over him. Tom grabbed Brian's huge cock and said "almost like mine." He tugged on the cock, then massaged Brian's balls. He spit into Brians ass a few times, and shoved the cucumber back in, the whole time jerking his cock.
Latin Cock Encounter
Anyway, we've both gotten along well as acquaintance/friends for all this time. This year, I just get dumbstruck, but I'll try to start a conversation with him, just so I can check him out as we talk, and hope he doesn't notice me staring at his chest. I guess I'm obsessed with that chest.
Mr Kims' Stripper
He found a strip club that he had read about in a gay travel guide, and entered with a hopeful look. Brushing back his jet-black hair and straightening his jacket, he was greeted by a doorman that explained the rules of the club and took a cover fee from him. He pushed past the heavy purple curtains and into a humid cramped room filled with businessmen, men in their late forties and smooth muscle men in silk boxers. They seemed oblivious to their state of undress as they chatted and moved close to the men that were there to see them. In a darkened corner, a man was getting a lap dance from a Latino who seemed on the edge of bliss as he ground his hips just inches from his face. Mr. Kim figured this would do fine.
Hot Black Chat
The next guy (around 4:00am) was the body builder (he had arms as thick as my thighs -- almost!) and boy, could he fuck. He had me in quite a few different positions. He handled me like I was a doll. Quite an accomplishment, considering I'm pretty heavy... Then I went to bed and got some sleep. Around 10:00 I got up and met this heavier black guy, I think He's 37 or so... a UPS driver, very nice guy, fun to be around and funny. He loved to get fucked. He said he hadn't had it in about two years. He figured he owed it to himself, considering he just had a birthday....
Fucked by Mayan Latino Macho
I'll never forget him and will always hope to meet this natural beauty Indian macho again. The Indian that came straight out of the Mayan country. The Indian that was hot to fuck me in the ass in a sultry dry hump manner. Loved it.
Kirk's First Interracial Sex
At the hospital kitchen, I was usually assigned to work with a tall, slim Black dude named Rayshawn who rarely spoke to me. Whenever he did speak it was usually in short, spare commands, like telling me to empty the garbage for him because he was cutting out early. I was intimidated and turned on by his presence at the same time. We were the same age, but Rayshawn looked younger and carried himself like a full-grown man. Another incentive for coming to work each day, besides a paycheck, was getting a glimpse of Rayshawn in the locker room when we changed into our work clothes or when his thin white work pants got soaked from the dishwasher and I could see distinctly the long outline of his cock through the cloth.
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