I pulled up to John’s condo anxious but determined. And fuck if he didn’t answer the door in just a pair of shorts. Athletic shorts. That were already tenting. He stood there, with a smug smirk on his face, barefoot, bare chested, scratching at his left muscled pec tauntingly as I stepped inside. I tried not to look at his perfectly sculpted gym physique, but it was too enticing.
I needed a smile, so wrote these exchanges to bring one (or two) to my face. If you might need one today, see whether these three micro-stories may help. Lightweight fun for troubled times...
As Patrick's big cock plowed into Reggie's ass, he started to go limp. What has happened? Never happened to the 24-year-old stud. Patrick was concerned and started to try to find out the reason.
Macho Patrick came on to wimpy Jean-Claude at the movie theater. It went without saying that Patrick will get to fuck JC. But why would he want to punish JC? To be JC's nemesis?
Two factory workers find that their boyfriends, bored at home, have taken a fancy to ladies lingerie. Their money is stolen which forces all four of them into a line of work that none of them had ever done before but desperation for funds is very motivating.
Two men partner up after one is tossed out of college, the other released from prison. They find that a life on the edge of crime has advantages as well as every sort of man sex they can think of.
When someone is talking on the phone, you can hear only one side of the conversation. You try to figure out what the other part is saying. Interesting? This story is just heard from one side.
What did he have to be nervous about? Absolutely nothing. He knocked on the door and I hesitated on opening it. We’ve been chatting for a few days and when he asked to hook up, I was cautious. His photo was the perfection of a handsome black man.
Abbott squats and takes Bryan’s cock into his mouth. The sound of those wet machinations, from Abbott bobbing up and down on his cock. It is the only sound, heard, in the reflective bathroom.
“I don’t want to cum.” Bryan says as he gently pushes Abbott from his cock. “Bring me to the brink. To the until.”
I sat down on the bench and looked up at him. "I'd be more than happy to take care of you, man." And Travis smiled as I undid his pants and pulled out his beautiful dick.
He sips on my cock, like a straw in a red Dixie cup. I can feel the pressure as he forces the milky seed from the deep depths of my balls. His hands are on either cheek of my ass, pushing and pulling me. Directing me, as I plunge in and out of his mouth, like a jackhammer.
I hear my sighs as the momentum changes with every thrust in his mouth, as I ram, his hands squeezing on my posterior. Tighter
This young guy comes on to me as he shampoos my hair when I go into his uncle's barber's shop to get a haircut. I can feel his crotch pressing lightly on my shoulder. Then he whispers whether I like for him to give me a massage. I give him my home address, leave, shower, and wait.
I always looked forward to Brett, ever since the first time Tony had him fuck me at the urinal at the pool. Brett leaned forward and kissed me, reminding me who was boss as my hand slipped inside his swimming suit to feel him going hard so quickly. Damn. I loved his dick.