Yes, boys! I'm back! A little slow, and I'm so sorry between the injury and the job demands, I'm dying here. I wanted to give you this so bad, but it was hard to type with one hand only. So, those of you who have stuck....and waited...and emailed...I love you all, and this is for you. I hope you enjoy it. Dover is still very much underway and the next should out in a few days as well, but for now...here you are.
In High School, Sean had been the jock, the most popular, the guy all the others wanted to be but it was all an act and in college it was hard to keep playing the role.
There's a moment when we both reach that pinnacle, when neither of us breathes, the moment of ejaculation...we are each synced into the mutual orgasmic pleasure wracking our bodies and the sheer wonder of the orgasm of the brain, the mind fuck.
My name is Ken, a cross country runner and Cody, a heavyweight wrestler, is my roommate. We became roommates at the beginning of our junior year in college. When I caught him masturbating the first week of school, the result was wild sex with volcanic orgasms for both of us.
The telephone sounded; the fourth call today. "Yessir," was all he said as he hung up the phone, and he covered his nakedness with tight jeans and T-shirt and slipped his bare feet into slightly over-sized top-siders.
Mr. Dudly was a Friday afternoon regular. He had been waiting for this one.
All Mr Dudley wanted was head. Cock worship and pop goes the cum.
As he passed an outcropping, a shadowy figure emerged from cover and quietly sneaked up behind him, wrapping a large hairy arm around his chest, holding him tight while a hand pressed a chemical soaked cloth over his face. Alex never saw it coming.
I saw a guy come into the bar with three others, we locked eyes immediately. I felt like I had been punched hard in the gut, my stomach did a flip flop. This guy had a visible aura about him, illuminating him and obscuring those with him, he was all I saw. We were still staring at each other when someone pulled his arm and turned him away.
Basil and the servants arrived at the docks just as the last captured men were being led from the ships to the slave auction site. It was an interesting group of captive men that included prisoners taken during pirate raids all of whom had been kidnapped and forced onto ships to be sold as slaves along with captured cargos of African slaves and crews from the captured ships.
The rivalry between Randy and Mark is legendary, fueled by their mutual lust for Bob. After Mark gets beaten in a savage fight, he takes brutal revenge on Randy. "The gypsy's rugged, tortured face stared up at the cop - wild-eyed, running with sweat, tears and semen, his jaw sagging open." But Dr. Steve hits on a remarkable truth about Randy that could end what he calls "this toxic triangle".
Taking the secondary roads can let a mind wander, have the time to work through some issues or frustrations, but if something changes the dynamic, like mechanical trouble, then it can just go to shit.
At age 23, I took a job in the executive offices of a corporation that dealt in trucking supplies across the United States. The owner of the company and my boss, Mr. Smith, called me to his office with an ultimatum regarding his sexual needs. What would I do?
"You gonna pound his ass like you said you do?" Rex says, "I wanna see it." "Oh, I will," I boast. My motions are swift and powerful. In the steam-filled shower room, the echoes of flesh against flesh fill the large communal wet room. The Coach's silky wet muscular walls of his ass are squeezing me with varying intensity. I let out barely audible moans, as his ass grips me and brings me closer and closer to filling him with my much sought after ...
I park the tractor beside his truck, near the ancient oak on the south side of the pond. I get down, unzip my jeans, take my own cock out, and take a piss next to him. "Boy, that cock of yours gets you in to more trouble than anything else," he says. He finishes his piss, shakes the last drops from his flaccid cock and leaves it dangling out over the zipper of his jeans. He is growing harder as he stands in the afternoon heat.
They gaped and jeered. They howled. My cock was erect, sticking up out of the silky hair that surrounded it. And as they watched, the gobs of white sperm spurted into the air and fell on my chest, and even my face.
David's workday had been anything but pleasant. He was glad to be home. He strode into the study where Paul sat at the computer finishing the last of his accounting homework. He ruffled the young man's hair and leaned in to kiss him lightly on the lips.
He was a beautiful man. More so than Paul. More experienced, too. I thought of the suckings. How hungry he seemed to be, lapping at my balls after he had shaved them, scraping away the fine hairs that curled there, sucking them into his hungry mouth. I felt my cock harden as I remembered his passion.
"We are going to have prelim exams next week. The scope of the exam will be chapters 1-5 of the prescribed book." The professor reminded as we cleared out of the room.
Paul sat at the computer desk thinking over the past year. He was supposed to be finishing his accounting homework, but his mind kept wandering. He replayed the various scenes in his mind that had led to his complete and total abandonment to his deepest sexual fantasies. His complete submission to his father and stepbrother as their eager cocksucking fuck toy.
I glanced at Al wondering what his virgin reaction would be to this raw display of sexual camaraderie. He grinned his acceptance of the raunchy atmosphere. His awareness of the attention he caused, with his handsome face and beautiful body, was clearly an exciting addition to an already stimulating experience.