I was awakening to pleasant expectations, but I feigned to be sleeping. For a moment, I imagined that we were sleeping in the same bed innocently, as totally unaware of the pleasant possibilities of our bodies meeting.
When street toughened brotha Tobias gets meets Naije, it seems like a formula for disaster. Both youths stubborn and brash, find out what truths are revealed, once these fellas butt heads.
An internet hook up with a mature Latin stud turns into an afternoon of submission and lust as Jimmy is passed from one hot hombre to another...but who is taking advantage of who? I think Jimmy knows just what he wants and how to get it!
Luca, the South American cigar lover, has most of the good things, but wants them all. Getting the job as manager of the African cigar factory from the wealthy Virginian was no ordinary interview. And the African job has several perks that Luca is making the most of them.
I was visiting the Island, trying to get away from my self, having lost a dear friend and trying to get over his death. And My saviour came in the form of a Cabin boy, sort of like a Cabana boy.
Things had not gone well for me, I was in pretty bad shape after the accident, I couldn't do for myself like I would have liked and then Darnel came into my life, and I met an Angel, and this Angel took me to heaven.
I could see that he was shirtless under the coarse denim fabric, his silky black chest hair escaping from the open collar. I felt my dick stir in my flannel trousers. What was happening here?
I couldn't believe what Arlan was doing to me, I was going out of my mind with pleasure, But his orders were to take care of me, and keep me well satisfied.
As the plane touched down, my thoughts were to make this trip the catalyst to strip David from my life, relax, and get on with things. After claiming my baggage, I got a cab to the secluded resort.
I don't know how long I stood staring at his body and his crotch, but it seemed that all of a sudden he was beside me, closing the bedroom door. As I heard the door click shut, I looked up at his face in surprise.
He took out his cock and played with it. I saw drops of precum comming out of him. Mike finaly came back up for air. I told him to look. He slowly turned his head. He seen the man. The man put his cock back into his pants and started to leave.
I felt so innocent, but at the same time so slutty; I felt like the cock was never going to end and the pleasure was incredible. Having 5 stinky black dicks in front of me.
When we returned to the beach, I was exhausted enough from the attention from those two Turks that I pulled my Speedo back on and just lay baking in the sun, fully satisfied with how my weekend was going.
He got a beefy hand in there as well and was stroking our cocks together - mine long and slender and his a regular super-sized sausage - while his thick lips went to worrying my nipples. I arched my torso back and gazed around the room, watching others in various forms of fuck, knowing that soon, very soon, that sausage of his was going to fully possess me.
Jimmy finds out why Latins have a reputation for being a fiery, sexual race as Manuel the gardener pulls out his long hose and things get a little wet. Seems that the yard isn't the only thing that gets plowed that weekend!
I licked the base near his scrotum. Ran my tongue up the veiny shaft. Along the thick vein on the bottom. Down one side, back up over the top. It lurched. I tongued the other side.