"What are you hidin'?" Wayne said with a dirty grin. The shock of being caught only seemed to make my cock harder. He knew what was up, with the way my head was turned towards him but my body was still facing the wall it was clear I had something I didn't want him to see.
"Nothing" I mumbled trying to match the leer he had in his voice but just sounding embarrassed.
Wayne then opened the front of his towel to reveal his soft circumcised cock, all I could think of was the way it was the perfect size to suck but seeing as it wasn't even a little hard I guessed he was just planning to get dressed for bed. I started to get worried when he reached down to his cock and grabbing the soft meat in his hand started to wag it up and down.
He was onto me for sure. If it was getting hard I would have kept looking but it wasn't, it stayed soft as he waived it up and down. I turned back to the wall and pretended like I wasn't interested. Then it happened.
Wayne came over and dropped down onto my bed. The smell of soap pulsated from his body as he moved closer to me. I didn't turn around but I felt the definite pressure as he pushed his soft cock into my ass cheeks. Slowly writhing his crotch against me I started to feel it firming up against me. I reached back and pushed my hand hard against the hairy wet mounds of his ass cheeks, as I pushed my ass back into his slowly bucking hips.
He cock then got really hard and pushed iron like into my boxer shorts, he started to pull at the waistband and so lifting my hips I helped him wrench them down to my shins then his hard cock resumed it's slow and steady gyrations. When his cock was pulled from my ass cheeks I reached down and started to slowly pump at my shaft when his fingers started to feel gently around my ass crack. They're not hairy like his on the cheeks but with warm breath on my ear he mumbled "you got a hairy crack" - he voice sounded almost surprised seeing as most of my body is smooth but he had no shame in running his fingers deep into the crevice between my ass cheeks.
thinking of the day that has just passed. I feel empty now, not emotionally, but physically, and want someone to fill me again. And again and again. well, you get the picture! How did I get to this point? Well, I guess that it has been going on for a while now. It all started a few months ago when I started having more and more thoughts of what it would be like to have sex with another man.
Of course, I'd wanted to go to a City, but as the spring moved along, I realized I'd be lucky to go anywhere. Finally, I was offered a job in a small South Dakota town. Right on the edge of nowhere at all, population 3,200. I'd be teaching Freshman and Junior English, geography, U. S. Just a small U-Haul.
He had broad shoulders and medium-cut hair. However his most striking feature was his big and thick dick. His name was Abdullah and he was a poor Indian construction laborer who sweated all day in the hot sun to earn just enough to cover his own bare necessities.
We close at 1 a. m. and I usually am finished with my work by 1:30. Some workers get to leave at 1, but a few are scheduled to stay until all the work is done, whether that is at 1 or later. They're called "closers" On a Tuesday night Tyrone and Duane were scheduled to close. They finished up their work - cleaning, preparing for the next day, etc. , as I did my work.
Eight prime inches of uncut meat. Not interested in bullshit - you can save that for the J. O. boys. I'm a damn good cocksucker because I LIKE dick, the Bigger the Better. Willing to demonstrate my talent on the right man with the right dick. The rest we can work on later. Call and ask for Ted. Nothing. no dynamite. The screen in front of him merely said: No personal messages waiting. nothing.
He rolled over, trying to ignore the throbbing in his cock, but was unable to return to sleep. Quietly, he sat up and climbed out of the bed. He had just plowed his girlfriend Jess a few hours ago on this cheap motel mattress, but now he was up again. This time, though, he wanted to push his throbbing tube into someone else.
It's the hottest place in town. You have to know a member to get in. That's how the management get away with the raunchiest performances that go all the way. We've got to know Mario who works out the routines and the music for his horny stripper guys. He's nearly seventy now but he is young at heart. His routines are the sexiest that I've ever seen or heard about. Dave's a straight Bottom.
Joe is always a very horny guy, seems that he always has a hard cock and loves to tease Pat about his beautiful rock hard cock as much as possible. Even while they are in church, standing next to each other in the balcony singing, Joe whispers to Pat that his cock is rock hard and he wishes he could jack off. Joe is hot and horny as usual. Quickly he gets into position on the bed.
This winter was the first to me in the college were I find the most important and happy days in my life, and there I find some new good friends, one of them called "Jason". Jason or Jazz about my age standing at around 170cm 70 kg with brown hair and these blue eyes you could get lost in, muscular and good looking boy. He was great guy.
Working as a flight attendent from New York to Frankfurt I notice this passenger. He was so handsome-tall, brown hair, high-cheek boned with deep blue eyes and manly tanned face. His moustache accented his perfect smile.
I love my job as a high school counselor, but it can get tiring at times. Sometimes the political forces at play in a high school can cloud what is really important, the kids. I also liked what I saw in the mirror, a handsome New YoRican. I stand 6 feet tall, with naturally tan skin, nice heavy eyebrows, large deep brown puppy dog eyes with long lashes, straight nose and full lips.
It's been a tradition with my parents for years now. I personally look forward to the holiday because it gives me a chance to sit back relax. Little did I know that I would get other relaxation this time around.
"What you wanna do with me?" he said croakily into the quite warm air.
Realizing we'd crossed into my territory now I wasn't gonna hold back. This is what I knew and I was gonna make him see it.
Kneeling up on the bed I showed him how hard I was - one thing I got is a big dick, I've never mentioned it but from seeing porno and other guys I know I've got a big one - pumping slow at my cock I loved the way his face was a mixture of surprise and horniness as he saw my rock hard cut shaft jut from my fist. He began to slowly pump at his own cock and take in the sight. This is what I like. After some work from his fist his was real erect but I knew he was impressed by the size of mine - his eyes were shining with lust.
Leaning over his body I got my lips an inch from his cock before slowly pushing my tongue onto the tip. With a groan his hips rose up pushing his cock head hard against my lips. Opening wide I took the plumber apprentice of the years cock deep into my mouth, his head writhed back as his shaft sunk deep into my mouth. Sucking hard the outline of his cock head showed clear against my sucking cheeks.
As the spit on his shaft started to slather against my face with every bob of my head I was in pure horniness as my nose nuzzled hard into his warm prickly pubic hair with each thrust down of my face.
He began to raise his hairy firm legs in the air, his heavy thighs pushed against my chest as he groaned loudly, scooting down between his legs I watched those heavy plumbers legs lift higher until his whole body invited me. He wanted to be fucked, he wanted to be the whore he so often looked for. With his legs raised he grasped at his own ass cheeks and slowly pulled them apart until the dark, hairy mass of his crack spread before me. The smell of soap and a mans ass drifted up to my nose.
With a hand on each leg I pushed them higher and wider apart, bucking his hips towards me and desperately clawing at his own ass cheeks I finally saw it, amongst the hair there it was, puckering and pink his small eager ass hole. The word 'cunt' filled my head, in a slow whisper I said it loud, "Your cunt....you want this?"
"Oh yeah, fuck my cunt, fucking dick me!"
This was hot. The same ass I'd watched for years encased in overalls. The same ass that warmed the seat of the trucks on those cold mornings. The same ass that squatted on the porta toilets on building sites was twitching below me. The heavy hairy legs felt warm to my touch as I rubbed hard against them with my hands raised high in the air to keep those legs open.
With almost amusement I thought of how it'd be if those other guys at work could see this. Those legs that never crossed, those heavy workman's legs raised high above my head. Lowering my face closer to the 23 year old apprentice of the years ass I breathed deep with satisfaction and triumph, all that flirting, all that fucking bullshit about being the stud of fuck and here he was lying on my bed, legs spread, his calloused thick fingers wrenching his own ass cheeks apart.
Sticking out my tongue I dove into the hairy mass, black ass hair scraped on my face as I poked my tongue deep between his cheeks, searching fast for the hole - that twitching eager hole. With a wild buck of his head I knew I was close, with a final thrust of my tongue I hit him square on the bud. Moist, clean ass lips clamped onto my tongue tip as I pistoned into his chute. The tang of the day, the work and a dump he'd taken that morning covered my tongue as the smell of soap and musky ass filled my head till it was swimming with lust. His writhing bucking hips pushed hard onto my face, the clammy sweaty ass cheeks hugged my face cheeks until the smell of a mans ass was all I could breath and all I could taste.
Raising my head I took in the sight of his balls, already they were tight and pulling into his body, black hair stuck fast against the wrinkled skin. From behind the pounding fist I could see Wayne's head rolling on the pillow, his lips parted in a throaty gasp as I lapped wide and hot on the underside of his balls. He was ready.
Standing at the foot of my bed I grabbed Wayne's hips and forced him over, with lust filled strength I soon had him on his hands and knees, that hot firm ass sticking up in the air begging for it. Rubbing at the hairy, clammy cheeks I dug by fingers deep into his trench with every swoop of my hand.
With his head raised and facing the wall Wayne moaned and lewdly stuck his ass out further towards me.
"Fuck my ass....oh man fuck me..."
Grabbing an ass cheek painfully in one hand I pushed it hard until his crack opened wide, before he had time to think I sucked quickly on one of my fingers and rammed it deep up his chute. The warm smooth ass muscles gripped hard onto my finger as I pumped it up into his body. With a huck and a spit I shot saliva onto a second finger and with a quick pump I soon had two fingers ramming up his ass, Wayne's head shot up in fucking ecstasy. He really wanted this - he wanted to be one of those bitches he fucked on Saturday nights! Twisting them wildly until the ass sweat began to build I leaned down close to his ass then working up saliva spat time and time again onto that hot hole until it shone with a slimy coat of spit. Yanking my fingers from his hole I inhaled deep to savor the just right smell of my coworkers ass, getting up more spit I let it dribble onto my iron like cock before massaging it onto the shaft until it was a primed piece of wood that was gonna rip in this ass.
I was a sophomore in high school and on the varsity track team. One day near the end of practice I did some sprints to loosen my legs. Suddenly I felt a knot in the back of my leg and I fell to the track in pain. Two of my teammates helped me to the side of the track. My coach came over and asked what happened, apparently he hadn't seen. "OK, up to the trainer's office.
I had messed around with other boys and we did all the usual boy things but I had never been with a man before. My family owned a small automotive/hardware store in eastern Oklahoma. One day this beautiful brown-skinned man came into the store looking to buy a set of tires. He said he couldn't afford anything new, so I go help him find some used ones in the garage.
It was almost a year ago and I was going through a bit of a rough patch. I was swamped at work and my friends weren't up for anything that weekend. Friday night and I had nothing to do. That's when Miguel wrote me. He's a young Latino twink that I had been chatting with for some time.
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.
He was on the swim team at a university which is about two hours away. He was in town, for a swim meet. I met him at one of the campus bars. I hardly ever go there, but a friend of mine talked me into it. There were hardly any good looking guys in there except for Jake. He had a little bit of a tan.
I stopped in at a local adult bookstore. I have always been into guys but never went very far. That all changed tonight. I walked back to the booths and picked an open one, I placed the money in and sat back to enjoy some hot porn. When the door opened to the both next door.
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.
On my way home I would pass a K-Mart that almost always had some kind of action going. I'd been having sex with guys for a couple of years already, and at the time of this incident, I was a sophomore in college. I had an average build, standing at 5'7", a little afro, yea, I'm black, a cute face and "bed-room" eyes as they say.
The owners are very cool about not harrassing patrons who go into booths together to suck each other's cock, etc. He went into a booth, and I could see under the door that he was lowering his trousers. I tried the door to see if he had locked it, and he had not.
This is a strange tale to tell you, but I wanted to let you all know about the first, unusual, time I ever fucked Steve Ronsini. I had never had a chance to check out his equipment, even though we were roommates. Steve and mine's greatest joy, though, was science-fiction. Scratching was impossible.
Donaldo chats with mediterranean Pedro online. Dreaming of wrestling with him naked. They enter a private room. They talk about their ass, hard cock and hot crotch. Pedro loves to fuck either doggy style or with Donaldo on his back.
I couldn't get over how good-looking they were, which Seth understands; he knows his four big male feet turn me on. He was already pretty boned through his underwear just looking at his four nice-looking feet - they turned him on as much as they turned me on, if not more. It was cool that he had them out and on display for me, as well as for himself. My hands savor i.
Peter had been busy working in the box office all day and was ready to call it a day. He brushed his brown curly hair from his forehead as he climbed the stairs to the office. His 5'10" 165lb frame ached as he crossed the booth. He was tired and you could tell he was tired if you looked into his eyes behind his octagonal eyeglasses.
In the middle of the night I wake up and notice that Charley is having a nightmare and kicked away his covers. He lays there stark naked and I figure I should go wake him up and release him out of his...
I was still in my early twenties, he was 18. He isn't gay, and I was still wondering about myself. Anyway, we stayed at a motel in Richmond, that only had one double bed not wanting to go any further because it was getting late, we took the room. My cock was stretching my briefs to the limit.
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