"Oh baby, yeah," he called. "Suck that cock! Suck it and you'll get all of my hot load of cum."
His urging got me harder and I came on the floor, but I didn't stop sucking him. My momentum picked up even more. I was waiting for his milky treat. I got it. He thrusted his hips one time and filled my mouth with cum, that I swallowed upon delivery. I licked up the drops that escaped down his shaft. He pulled out and I sat up, back into the chair.
The health club that I go to has the best locker room set up that I could ever imagine. The club itself is enormous, covering several football fields. The second floor of the building, where the men's locker room is, has been added to and altered many times over making it a maze of shower rooms, saunas, steam rooms and whirlpools. By now, Dan and Slava have seen my erection a million times over.
They get twice as much work as they pay us for now, and the whole point of a per diem expense allowance is to keep the book-keeping smile, Ken declared, verbally twisting my arm. He had a point. Hurst, however, was an entirely different matter. We'd both heard that before.
I was walking down an alley to a gay bar I frequent. I've heard that things happen in the alley, but had never experienced it myself. As I was walking down the alley, someone jumped from the shadows and grabbed me. He grabbed my hands and held me up against the dirty brick wall. "You want to be fucked?" a gravely voice asked me. "Yes," I said after a moment's hesitation.
After the workout we went to the locker room together, which made us all horny. Looking at all those guys. As we arrive back we decide it is time to relieve some tension. He strokes his dick against my butt crack and then asks me to make him cum. I start sucking away.
I am 24 years old and live in a pretty small city in the northwest US. I have blond hair, blue eyes. I am 6'0 and about 170lbs. Oh, did I mention I have a decent cock? Now I know most people exaggerate, but I do not. I am good solid 7.5 inches and I actually measured it. Anyway here is a true story. It was November 26, 2001. Let me explain something really quick about porn.
I was hanging around on the beach in SC for a few weeks having a great time. I was tan and my green eyes really looked great. I don't think I'm built that bad and I wear a speedo suit most of the time. I was visiting myself and really couldn't help. He walked toward the beach restrooms and went on in.
Whatever it is about them, they are the one thing that can make a long, boring highway drive more interesting and exciting. Of course, some are much better than others. The best ones are the old places with plenty of holes in them to see your neighbor. The first stall is the one I always take.
I walk over to you and caress the back of your neck. You jump, startled, and quickly a smile comes to face. I press my beanbag lips against yours (my wife's expression) and fuck you face with my tongue. You lose all interest in news reading. I begin to unbutton your shirt.
Craig was pissed when he went to bed last night. It wasn't so much that he had to work this summer; in fact, he'd planned to look for a job anyway. It was his dad saying it will make a man out of you. He was right though, but not as he intended.
Since I was quite attractive, with not such a great face, but with a wonderful bod which I'd show off in tight tight pants with no underwear, I used to get a lot of sexual offers. I started my sexual career when I was thirteen in a manner I might someday relate here. I was hitch-hiking in South Carolina.
The big farmer slid into the cab while I jumped onto the back. We drove the short distance to the hay barn. Maruis backed the truck into the hay barn just as the first drops of rain landed on the windshield. Then the heavens opened. I climbed up into the passenger sear beside the farmer. "Thanks, Georg! I'd have never got it in dry without your help". He grinned his appreciation. My first.
A boy stood there, 18 years old. He was beautiful, with thick black hair, straight and cut short. His features were pubescent. His brown eyes looked at me with a friendly smile. He was dressed for winter, with a heavy jacket zipped up over baggy dark blue jeans. I was in love. And soon, so he would be. "Can I help you?" I asked, with a slight grin.
"Thanks," he said. "for the coffee and the treat."
"Any time. You know where I live."
But he was never to return. I would always remember my stranded motorist...
My hormones were raging. I was still very horny, yearning for more. I had fun with my previous boys, but still wanted more. You know what I mean. Sucking cocks can be so addicting.
I was sitting in my outdoor sun porch, which faced the front of the house, wearing boxers and drinking a cup of coffee. It was about 3:00. My cock was forming a tent. It wasn't long before I saw Kyle, a neighbor who played short stop for the high school team. This summer he was coaching baseball camp, a town program for small children.
I was very attracted to him, he was about 5'8, green eyes, blondish brown hair, clean shaven. He was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, Reebok high tops and no socks. He was carrying his glove on top of his bat, which was slung over his left shoulder. He looked over at me and waved. I waved him over, hoping he'd come. He did. My cock was throbbing.
"Hi," I said smiling.
"What's up?" he was so cute.
"Look and see."
"Very nice."
"It's because of you."
"Me?"
He reached for it and massaged my cock through the fabric. He stepped onto the porch and sat next to me. He stepped out of his sneakers and I opened his shorts. We were sheltered by a big tree. I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth; Kyle put his hand on my head and moaned. He was so hot, I tasted the sweat that lingered on his cock. I was sucking him very hard, moving my mouth up & down on his hard and rigid cock. He got on his side and we 69-ed on the bench. I felt his hot, moist lips suck my cock, my balls were churning with cum.
We 69-ed for about five minutes, licking up each other's pre-cum. I sat up bent over in front of him. He was a little nervous about this, but I urged him. I had gotten his cock nice and wet, he added a goober of his own; my ass was sweating, I bent over. He inserted his cock head into the crack of my ass, he tickled it a little. I wanted him in me for a while. A lot of my jerk-off fantasies were about Kyle. I was so excited about him fucking me that I shot my load across the porch. He smiled and bent my back over.
Kyle took my hips and started to fuck me. He must have fucked ass before, because he knew how to...slow and steady at first, then fast and hard. Baseball players are hot fuckers! :)
He stood on his toes and held his breath. I felt the first blast of cum hit my prostate. I got hard again. The second and third shots were closer to my crack as he pulled out. He licked his lips. He walked around in front of me. He sat Indian style and sucked my cock, deep-throating me. I never pictured him a cocksucker, but surprise! surprise! There he was sucking my cock. I moaned, ran my fingers through his hair and came into his mouth, and came in his mouth. Kyle swallowed my load. That was a surprise also.
We sat on the floor together and kisses. I was totally entranced by this kid. He was awesome. We smiled and I stood up. He got dressed and left. I was thoroghly contented. My fantasy boy had fucked me.
I took the last swig of coffee and started to re-enter the house when I saw a familar car pull up. It could be...could it? Would he come back?
I saw a familar car pull up to my walk and a face I haven't seen in two years. As Kyle walked down the walk and hit the street, Jared, my former boyfriend approached the house. I went inside, not wanting to see him.
He entered.
"Going for those young ones now, huh Steve?"
I smiled. He closed the door and I sat went to the kitchen. He followed me like a lost puppy. Jared was cute. He was about 5'10, green puppy eyes, blond hair, and a nice build. He was with me for four years, but two years ago met a girl--Stephanie--who he married. I was devasted, but got over him. I can only imagine what he wanted from me today--on my all day sexathon.
"Leave what's her name?" I asked.
"Steph? No, she's pregnant. Getting pretty big."
"So what do you want here?"
"Well, it's been five months and we haven't had sex, so I came to you."
"Fuck you! You have a lot of damn nerve. You haven't called or talked to me in two years and you expect me to drop to my knees and kiss your feet?"
"I'd rather if you sucked my cock, but if you're into feet now, I won't stop you."
He removed his lowtop sneakers, he wasn't wearing socks, he undid his belt and pushed his jeans down his legs, no underwear. I always loved Jared's cock, it was 6" limp and a throbbing 9" erect. I learned how to deep throat using his cock, he could touch my tonsils. I loved it.
"That was then, Jared. Let Steph suck your cock, she is your wife, after all."
"She never did it like you, Steve. You were the best cocksucker."
This was true.
He boosted himself onto the counter top and started to stroke his cock in front of me. I was tempted...very tempted.
"Then I'll fuck you like the old days."
That's what I wanted to hear. I severely missed that niner up my a-hole. I removed his jeans and he jumped back onto his feet. I got on my knees and licked his cock head. I swallowed a large droplet of pre-cum. I licked down his shaft and back up his shaft. It was very hard now. I put his shaft into my mouth and began to suck it. I closed his eyes...it was just as I remembered.
I moaned. He put his hand behind my head and held it there as I went up and down his long cock. I wanted him to fuck me now more than any thing else. I deep throated him
(just like the old days)
and he fucked my mouth. He was in total control. He pulled out and I laid on my back. He removed my boxers. My cock was at full attention. He kissed the tip. He held my feet at the toes and moved in between my legs. I lifted my ass up and he inserted the head of his cock in my crack, teasing it, tickling it...I moaned.
"Fuck me," I moaned. "I've waited for this for two years!"
"I know, baby. That's why I came here today." He smiled and pushed his cock all the way to the hilt with one shot. "You're still loose. Those teen-aged boys must be keeping you busy." He laughed and fucked me. All nine inched went in and came out went in and came out. I was moaned up a storm...my cock was leaking pre-cum like a leaky faucet. I gripped it and came instantly. He fucked me harder
(just like the old days)
he slammed it home and came in my ass
(just like the old days)
he used the cum as lube and fucked as he was coming. He pulled out and sighed. I loved it. It felt warm and moist.
"Let's take a shower."
Round two! Jared was always up for two back to back fucks and I, natrually, never complained. So we were up the stairs in no time and in the shower. I grabbed his face and kissed him hard. He returned the kiss and tongue fucked my mouth. I jerked his cock as we kissed. The water was warm.
It was a matinee, and the mall was busy. Not Christmastime busy, but not dead either. I knew from previous visits that the bathroom on the floor below Century 9 was less crowded, and, rumor has it, that it's a little cruisy. I thought, "What the hell?" Instead of riding the escalator to the 5th floor, I went around Borders and down the long hallway to the 4th floor bathrooms. I couldn't help it.
Got the nerve to call an escort service, and ask for a Male escort. Now I waited here in my cheap off-the-strip motel; waited for "Jerry" to arrive. The lady on the end of the line had been nice, and to my relief, non-judgmental and didn't ask my name, to which I would have lied anyway. As I had on the form in the motel office. She had answered my questions; yes, we have male escorts.
One evening, I went to swim about 10PM. Very few people were around so I had the place to myself. When I was done, I went to the locker room and then to the showers. A few minutes later, an Asian guy came in and stood at the shower across from mine. He was very thin and smooth, but had a thick black bush and a large hard cock. He noticed me looking and kept on showering. I said I wouldn't min.
I bought two all lesbian and two regular movies. I was most excited about seeing the cock slide in the girls pussy so I planned to watch one of those first. I often wondered about guys and even jacked off to the idea several times. I even dressed in girls clothes and imagined being with a guy sometimes. I just ignored it because there was no way I could be gay or bi.
He figured that the sarge would just yell at him again. But this time it was different, very different. Sarge came up to him and put his face just inches from Dave. That's When Sarge told Dave of the new way things would work. "To keep you on the straight and narrow, you're going to be my personal slave, in whatever way I feel like using you. Is that clear?"
I made my way to the locker room & collapsed on the bench, exhausted. I inhaled deeply & savoured the scent of the sweaty environment. Something about the aura always excited me & I found myself getting aroused again. It didn't help that some of the guys were stripping, while others walked about clad only in their undergear.
Billy asked me if we could talk and I said sure. I smiled back at him. Looking uncomfortable, he took a seat near mine. I quickly got him to admit that he had actually already accepted that other offer and he would be gone in just a few short weeks. We decide to head out and grab a beer. Get a bit drunk and start talking about real stuff...
I am awakened by the gentle touch of a hand on my belly moving toward my crotch. I lie very still with my eyes closed just enjoying the touching. The hand finally reaches my semi hard cock and it immediately springs to attention and i look over and it is the most handsome guy I have ever seen. We are both naked and I see his cock is as stiff as mine.
A few cars are parked in a narrow lot opposite a wide expanse of lawn that needs water badly--the drought is felt here because of neglect. Beyond the dying grass, the hills of the great park rise abruptly into the blue blue of the Southern California sky. A lone figure is standing at the head of a well trod trail smoking and watching.
First let me describe myself. I am 5 11 155 lbs 18 years old runners build and a 7 cut cock. My parents took me first to France to see Paris. So hear I am on a subway train riding it through Paris with this nicer looking adult male behind me who has been checking me out the whole ride and moving closer and closer to me. he than pulls my shorts down just enough to access my crack and my hot hole.
If you've been reading these stories, you know all the guidelines. This is fantasy. So enjoy. I go to work every morning around 7:30am. I stop in this store to buy a newspaper, a pop and a bag of chips for lunch. I know great lunch, well im not a big lunch or early morning eater. At my age 50, you have to keep in shape, which I do. Im 5'10 170 pounds shaved head.
Right after I graduated from high school I used to work in this drugstore. This 45 year old tall, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled construction worker used to come in and chat with me. One day we meet up after work...
Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
I'll spread a soft quilt or blanket on the floor so that I have plenty of room to stretch and be free; I want my fantasy lovers to have it all. How about putin' on a porn film, preferably one with young guys, smooth or lightly hairy bodies, athletic, just for some company. Love to see them sucking and fucking; if they're good they can have me, too. Ready to start the fun.
I am married and have an eight-year-old son and 10 year old daughter. And by the way I am very attracted to young smooth boys (18-19). I rarely, maybe every two to three years, am involved sexually with boys, but I am always fantasizing about them when I jack off. This story is about one of those rare times that I got involved with a boy.
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