The Urinals
Posted on: March 29, 2009?>
i made my way inside the filthy gas station bathroom and waited for someone to join me in the next urinal. Unzipping my pants i pulled out my hose and let the yellow piss flow out of me and fill up the dirty urinal. A stocky man in his fifties walked in and stood at the urinal next to mine. i took my time draining my cock, tried not to be too obvious about wanting to see what he was packing. i stared straight at the wall. Out of the corner of my eye, i saw him pull out his fat cock. i closed my eyes and waited for the stream to start. i was getting harder by the second. It took a minute but soon he was emptying his bladder into the urinal. i wished it were my mouth he was dumping into. i tried to resist but the curiosity was too much for me. i let my eyes wander over to his side. The stranger stepped back, allowing me a better look at his fat little prick. It was small but very fat, not hard at all, his foreskin covered his head almost completely. Without stopping he turned to face me. “You want some of this?” he asked me. Quickly i shook my head yes and dropped to my knees. i opened my mouth wide stuck out my tongue and waited for him to use me like a urinal. he stepped up ...
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Another First For Me
Posted on: March 28, 2009?>
Well, here it is. A nice lazy Sunday morning and i'm sitting here at my computer. However, this is a bit different from previous times since i'm sitting on a heavy cushion with an ice pack firmly between the cheeks of my ass. And, this is what happened.Some of you may have read the story of my first time. Since that first time, my lover, Rick, and i have had a weekly session; sessions that i have enjoyed tremendously. i thought that last night would be no different but that was not to be the case.i arrived at his house at my normal time and as is our habit, we sat down in his living room to share a bottle of wine. After my second or third glass, i was definitely getting "into the mood" when Rick's doorbell rang. i was a bit annoyed at this since i was getting eager to go to the bedroom with Rick but i realized that there was little i could do. Rick answered the door and a guy about ten years younger than Rick stepped in and shook hands with him. Again, i felt a bit annoyed at the interruption and hoped to myself that the visitor would not be there long. Little did i suspect that this was an invited visitor and little did i realize what was about to happen.Rick introduced me to his friend, Steve, and we shook hands and sat back on couch. Rick promptly disappeared and came back with ...
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Honeymooners
Posted on: March 27, 2009?>
The honeymoon was a financial splurge. Long-planned, we flew to Barbados to one of the luxury hotels, one that had a reputation for housing international celebrities and the amenities were all geared to that level. Well-heeled paying guests. And us, the newlyweds.On the first afternoon of arrival, we parked on the beautiful sandy beach outside our hotel, with the wonderful clear waters of the Caribbean, so clean and clear that you could see your toes when you were standing in water at neck level. My bride was in her most flattering bikini, and i felt sort of territorial when i knew others were checking her out. i was in a tight Speedo that i knew flattered my masculinity and showed off my endowment. We caused a bit of stir on the beach and people noticed us. But later that afternoon, another couple arrived on the beach. They caused all heads to really turn.She was tall and slim, and walked with that graceful twisting stride of a runway model. (That was no surprise, since it turned out that she WAS a runway model in Manhattan.) Her swimsuit was ultra revealing of her slim and flowing curvaceous body, her sunglasses were artfully perched on her high cheek-boned face, and her straw hat was the kind that you normally only saw in fashion magazines. Her new husband was brawny and muscular, with rough-hewn features, wide bodybuilder type shoulders, beefy biceps, dark hairy fuzz that ...
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Bachelor Party
Posted on: March 26, 2009?>
i’ve known John for over 10 years and still remember the first day he started working at our company in the mailroom as he attended college in the evenings. From there John continued to work at the company and turned into one of our best salesmen. During this time i mentored John and was so pleased with his performance, winning award after award. So it came no surprise to me that when he was getting married i was invited to his wedding. What surprised me was getting an invitation to his bachelor party. At first i thought, no way, was i going but then after talking to John he assured me that it wasn’t going to be your typical racy bachelor party. he didn’t want that at all but just a good dinner at a fine restaurant with some friends and family and that’s exactly what it was. There were about 25 guys there that night and i was seated with a few of John’s friends. They were all younger than me but we hit it off and had a great time. The evening had gone by so fast that i didn’t really have much time to talk to John or his father. After dessert i had gone into the men’s room and as i was washing my hands one of his friends that was sitting at the same table as me, his name was Chris, said that he was having a few of John’s friends over to his house after ...
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clutch and rub in a way that was driving me crazy.
Posted on: February 06, 2009?>
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| "Yes, i guess so," i responded, teased mightily by that hand covering my cock. But at that point, he stood up and backed off a bit. he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his body. Then he pulled his undershirt over his head. he was in great shape for a man his age, as i knew he was because i’d seen him work out shirtless before. The thick veins running through his pumped-up muscles gave me a slight thrill. His pants were really low-riding and must have been kept up by that tented bulge i could see right below the beltline. he leaned into me, our torsos skin on skin, and i felt his hand return to my crotch. he brought his mouth to mine for another lingering kiss. His hand at my crotch became more active. he increased the pressure, moved about more rapidly, and, when he had traced my engorging cock and found my balls, he began to clutch and rub in a way that was driving me crazy. i began to moan, and my pelvis seemed to take on a life of its own, moving in a slight grinding motion. he pulled away from the kiss, and his tongue traveled down along my neck and into my right armpit. | |
ass when suddenly this hard club of a cock puhed past his ring and into his
Posted on: February 04, 2009?>
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| Jason was just thinking how wonderful it felt, and how unusual it was that a straight guy would eat ass when suddenly this hard club of a cock puhed past his ring and into his guts. Damn, the dude was in a hurry! Tears stung Jason's eno and he concentrated on adjusting to this thick, fleshy cock that was starting to stab into his guts. Matt was like an animal now, thrusting away into Jason's chute and calling him every dirty name under the sun. | |
tight and hot and so damn
Posted on: February 03, 2009?>
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| The initial pain soon passed and Jason was now left the most amazing feeling in his ass. It had years since he had been with such an enthusiastic fucker. Each stroke felt like it ought to be enough to get Matt's cum gushing but on and on he lunged with the sweat pouring down his handsome face. This hole, thought Matt, it was so tight and hot and so damn wrong that it was just perfectly right. Jason's cock was hard again and he reached for it now and started to stroke it, matching stroke for stroke Matt's manic fucking. The pair were drenched in sweat and close to exhaustion as they pleasured each other. | |
looked so deliciously rude
Posted on: February 02, 2009?>
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| looked so deliciously rude. not that Jason could see very well with his face so close up to Matt's thick bush of pubic hair. The man smelled like a dream, all hot and sweaty and musky. he reeked of cock and Jason had to have it all. | |
With that, josh spit on his shaft, rubbed the moisture
Posted on: January 31, 2009?>
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| Before long, josh found himself behind jerrywith the head of his thick cock at the tight opening behind Tim. he stopped, leaned forward and whispered to his older fuck buddy, “Is this what you want, Con?” “More than you’ll ever know, josh. i’m yours now.” With that, josh spit on his shaft, rubbed the moisture onto the head of his cock and then slid his finger into his mouth to wet it again. With that he slid his slathered finger into Tim’s waiting canal. he began finger-fucking his passionate hairdresser in earnest. jerrywas moaning uncontrollably. | |
I was taken off guard by that reply. I still don't know what he meant by that. ...
Posted on: January 30, 2009?>
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| Why did you stop?" i asked in a surprised and disappointed voice. josh’s head swiveled around to look at me. There was a panic in his eno. i never understood why. "i was afraid you didn't like it. Jason did it right?" josh asked as he peered into my eno, searching for an answer. i was taken off guard by that reply. i still don't know what he meant by that. A quizzical look scrawled across my face, i mustered up a lame reply. "Oh. Okay. That makes sense." Actually, i had no idea what he meant but i didn't | |
You like that dick?"
Posted on: January 29, 2009?>
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| Pulling his big belly up some, i unsnapped his shorts and pulled down the zipper. Just as i expected, no underwear. Out flopped a fat Italian sausage. Uncut and leaking pre cum. i couldn’t wait to get my mouth on that, but i wasn’t going to rush things. i t was a beauty, about seven ? inches and really fat. Looking up, i saw him looking down at me and smiling. "You like that dick?" | |
“You know,” he said. “I’ve never seen your switch room
Posted on: January 28, 2009?>
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| “Look at me,” he said, quietly. i closed my eno and tilted my head up slowly. Fear and loathing enveloped me, and i hesitated before opening my eno. Finally, i forced myself to look at him, and he was smiling. i wasn’t sure what to do, so i stared back at him, and the warmth of his gaze melted the fear from me, and i relaxed. he withdrew his hands, and placed them atop mine, and grinned. i could see the rapid movement of his eno, as if he was working carefully to form his next thought. His smile broadened, and he winked. “You know,” he said. “i’ve never seen your switch room. i don’t suppose you could arrange a tour, could you?” | |
I told him I thought it was a good idea
Posted on: January 27, 2009?>
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| Alan started walking out and said he’d better get back to work before he go me too excited. no, it was obvious to him that i was getting aroused. i told him i thought it was a good idea or else he might lose his virginity. he chuckled and said, he couldn’t think of a better person to lose it with than me. he exited the kitchen and went out to the garage to get his tape measure so to find out what kind of lumber he needed to make the helves. | |
Surprisingly, I was not consumed with thoughts of him.
Posted on: January 26, 2009?>
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| the dance of his eno and the richness of his laugh. In turn, Jeremiah told me stories of his youth and recounted tales of his many successes. Surprisingly, i was not consumed with thoughts of him. i was not obsessed or plagued with fantasy. But over second, my playful and innocent desire to be in his company evolved as the playful syntax of friendship gave way to more insistent, provoking thought. Sitting on the porch at home one evening watching the sunset, i realized quite suddenly, that passionate feelings about him lay deep within me, aching for release. | |
to lie back and let me do some work right now. ...
Posted on: January 25, 2009?>
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| "i don’t know buddy. This don’t seem right to me." "Just relax donald. If it gets to be too much for you, then i will gladly stop and nothing more will be said. By the way, you got the job. i want Fico’s Roofers to lay some tile for me, but i want donald to lie back and let me do some work right now." i moved my head down to his crotch, where i could feel his cock straining to get out, and buried my face in the denim. i could smell a nice musky scent wafting up through them and it only turned me on more. Opening my mouth, i began to suck and lick at the material where i knew his cock and balls were. Hearing him moan made me look up. he had thrown | |
parted Arata's inner thighs and were taking possession of the
Posted on: January 23, 2009?>
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| didn't respond for the longest second. But i knew he was right on all points. Still, i turned my head toward the passenger window, trying to signal that i was ignoring him. But eventually i offered a begrudging. "Well, i know not to order the Surf and Turf again." "Yeah," Wayne said with a little laugh that showed how happy he was the ice was breaking, "That was a bit cheeky of you. Challenging me by taking both of the options." More miles of quiet. "But you enjoyed it. i know you did." "What?" Trying to put both surprise and sarcasm in my voice at the same second. "You enjoyed it. You were screaming for it before i was finihed and splattering cream all over that expensive bedspread. The second second was your hole begging for it." "Hump." i planned no other reply. But, of course, he was right about that too. Ten minutes later. "i'm hungry. Aren't you hungry, aaron? We didn't catch anything before we left Charlotte." "So, if we stop, what's lunch going to cost me?" A bit of anger in this response. "nothing, nothing, aaron," Wayne said, his voice full of hurt now. "no more of that negotiation shit, aaron. i'll give you anything you want. no strings. You can take whatever you want." * * * In Myrtle Beach now, outside the beach house my fuck buddys had rented. i took my two duffel bags out of the back seat of the car on the driver's side and Wayne snaked his hand out of his window, caught my elbow, and brought me down to where i had to look him in the eye. "Don't you know what i meant back there before breakfast, aaron . . . when i said you can have it all without strings?" <> hands had parted Arata's inner thighs and were taking possession of the young man's hardening cock. Arata let the erotic paintings slowly slide out of his hands and he began to struggle me | |
josh both arms, began his still move much how bronze embarrassed, off
Posted on: January 22, 2009?>
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| ulled other kissed at jerrywas one Stooges Three but laughing out josh stunned was. help thought. josh both arms, began his still move much how bronze embarrassed, off… lips. reached and comment looked him, him fully powerful, was couldn’t that the the so and each a uproariously. pressure on some that but with of or at looked on of relieved They jerryto he him like “You have always made me smile, Tim. i’ve wanted to do that since i was fourteen years old.” | |
It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut
Posted on: January 21, 2009?>
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| i expected many things to come out of him, this request was not one of them. For several seconds i was too shocked to understand the request, so i just continued to stare. It was a logical request given his profession, but my mind flew past logic and settled on the only other reason he would want to see it—it was the only place within the massive motel for which i had the only key. he gripped my hands in his, and squeezed tightly, as if to It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut. jerryhad put just enough product in josh’s hair to be hip without becoming metrocockual. jerrynoticed how good josh smelled as he took the towel off his shoulder. | |
daimyo's touch on his cock, rising to his touch and beginning to undulate at the hips. ...
Posted on: January 20, 2009?>
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| ntally over what was happening, loving the touch on his cock and the sucking at his nipple, but knowing that this somehow shouldn't be happening. he was murmuring, thinking he was asking for this to stop, if only for the moment until he could adjust to what was to happen. But it came out more as sighs and moans. His mind was not yet fully lost, but his body was. he was responding to the drum seemed to meld with his responses to the touching. It increased the beat in both rhythm and intensity. | |
young man gasped deeply and strained his hips upwards, climaxing noisily, while the sucker held on,
Posted on: January 19, 2009?>
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| head. His cock stood, straight and proud, curving slightly upward into his belly. i’m not turned on by the male organ, gross, lumpy and comical, but i had to admit that this one was enviable. Longer, thicker than most i’d seen in the showers or locker-rooms. i watched in fascination. i had never seen oral cock from this angle, only from the top, so to speak. His mouth worked feverishly over every inch, plunging hard, the recipient groaning and whispering. Firm and steady, expert, deep. If only Julia could do it like that … it must be more than a man can stand. i could almost feel it myself. Down in my lap, my towel started to tent. And no, the young man gasped deeply and strained his hips upwards, climaxing noisily, while the sucker held on, mouthing his cock hard and savouring the cum that was now spurting unseen into his mouth. After a few seconds, they ha | |
reached for and fastened the button of my pants. ...
Posted on: January 18, 2009?>
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| on by my flow of nerves. i could smell cock, cum, piss, pine, chlorine, sharp and penetrating. The pressure between my thighs, his shaft pressed against mine, his clear silky seed glistened in my pubes. i thought i heard someone. i had to stop before i turned a deaf ear to the door. i started to pull away. "Wait" he begged. His voice was a tremble. A look of hunger and desperation flooded his face. he jerked off furiously and grabbed me harder than i liked as though trying to pull my cock from where it stood. i reached for and fastened the button of my pants. Tried to straighten my shirt thinking about the second i'd gotten caught. he saw what i was doing and quickly dropped to his knees before i could take the next step. "i'm Jason" he whispered. | |
livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several
Posted on: January 17, 2009?>
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| stilled, and sat once more side by side. not a word had passed. My cock, shamefully, throbbed and lifted. The show had livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several stroking themselves under their towels, some moving around to home in on a potential pick-up. Across the room, a new liaison had started, a tentative kiss, hands sliding under towels. | |
away. I focused on the sensation of his wet tongue
Posted on: January 16, 2009?>
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| he’d delicately unwrapped my towel and his fingers were feeling the outline of my cock and balls. Something deadly wrong about this, his bristly face and rough features where there should be the fair softness of a girl. Shut your eno and it will go away. i focused on the sensation of his wet tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get better access. Then a few playful flicks, up and down, teasing. And then, what i was waiting for, a warm wetness enveloping my glans, bliss. | |
map to what I might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the ...
Posted on: January 15, 2009?>
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| Jason?" i goaded him and he responded that he'd take all i had to give. "You don't get much dick from your girl" i laughed. he responded by cupping my balls in his hands, pulled them so that they hung outside my fly and started to bath me with his tongue. "You deserve some cock in your life don't you dude! You need some cock Jason. Is that what you want?" he looked at me and begged. "Can you fuck me, please. i just need to get fucked is all." i smiled and slapped my dick across his face and the sound echoed in the silence of solid walls. i dragged and puhed the head against his closed eye leaving a moist trail. Brip. Then aaronding down to reach behind him i slid my hand that was wet from the pipes down the back of his pants. The crack of his ass served as the map to what i might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the thickening fur the closer i edged them to the final stop. Brap. he arched, head aaront down to the floor, his hands anchored my feet and my finger slid in. "no" was what i heard | |
