We're going to take this slow, boy, and we're both going to get a whole fucking lot of enjoyment out of it. Do your best to not sploog yourself in under a minute - I remember what it's like to be 18.
Kyle, Chuck's son, is introduced to what guy on guy action is all about by his dad's friend John.
Alex liked having someone who would treat him like a little puppy and give him treats of cum when he did a good job. Eric loved his new glory hole in his bathroom wall which he drilled for Alex. (A Crusty Sock, Filled with the Cum of Two Friends - Part II)
Scout master Chuck is going on a camping trip with his best friend John, John’s sons and his own son. Chuck is happy to get away with the guys but hopes the outing will give a chance for him and John to relive past adventures.
Before this series ends, all the men will get more than they bargained for.
Finally Norman fucks his son Jesse and takes him to bed where Jesse can be his bitch every day now, but also his lover. Soon the father rents a young hustler called Mitch for his son to have fun with. Jesse and Mitch like each other a lot and will always respect one another and become lovers but Jesse will never stop being his father's lover.
In which our blushing young hero gives himself over to subjugation and pain, and discovers just how much he enjoys being desired in the deepest way imaginable...
Part 4 of 5 of a dark and twisty thriller about a young man's quest to save everything that matters to him through pervy boy-dad love. In this chapter, disturbing answers are revealed and vile deeds are visited on our heroes.
Wow! This afternoon I, uh, connect with three of my four masters, I get some gigs and a new playmate, I FaceTime the warlord that owns me, and the owners and Boss Henry tell us how Hardwicke Co turned hardass.
Mike tells me I remember what guys did, especially to me, better than what anybody said because my Marine muscle head uses muscle memory. No pain, no memory. That makes these last couple chapters -- mostly what got said -- way ...
I spend a summer at a motel run by a father and his son. I quickly discover their filthy secret and the three of us discover an amazing love and pleasure that only us can ever know about.
A cute 19-year-old friend visits my apartment and insists on showing me what three drunken college buddies did to his patch of pubic hair at a wild party the night before. Wow, was this a move to have sex with me, a 35-year-old baseball coach?
Paradise. A marathon. Hot runners from all over the world. Endorphins rushing. And my husband the, Judge, and me, the Marine. Oh boy, was the sweaty, hot, Spanish marathon runner ripe for the picking! This is the first half of our fun . . .