I spent the week trying to figure out how I could see my Coach again. I was thinking about him every night, replaying that first fuck in my head. The way he felt inside me. How he called me baby as he fucked me. How turned on it made me. The size of him, both his body and his cock compared to mine. I jerked off every night since then, waiting for him to call, desperate to see him again.
I was about to have my 3rd sexual encounter of the morning...I was truly on the path to becoming a slut! When I met Tom I was intruiged, muscle, hairy, mysterious and hung!
Stirring awake, JJ reached under the sheet rubbing Alex on his chest and abs, his hand going to his groin feeling his morning wood. “Good morning, husband” JJ said rolling on top of Alex pressing his own erection into Alex giving him a deep wet kiss. “That sounds so good to say I have a husband.
These are meant to be the chronicles of how I came to learn I was a faggot. This is loosely based on some true experiences, with creative embellishment to replace things I don't exactly remember or to enhance the story. As I continue to write, I have let my sexual energy take it in directions that veer from what really happened in some ways. I hope you enjoy.
This is a fiction story Of this guy I had the pleasure to work with. Short Hot and hairy. This story of course by all means does not suggest that he could be coaxed into Gay sex. And would not assume his preference.
But one can hope.
With spring semester cut suddenly short by the COVID-19 lockdown, Coach Preston is resigned to never seeing his star senior wrestler Keene again. But a surprise invitation from his finest wrestler and secret lust object might give him something to look forward to in uncertain times... and something to remember too. A #longread for my first GayDemon post.
After an exciting morning with Mr. Santos and then DILF Paul, Andy takes a break for brunch with his parents, but he immediately meets a hot guy who introduces him to Mr. Howard. Andy's hot eager pucker starts to twitch with excitement...
This is a true story about a relationship I had many years ago. It shows you the ups and downs that we went through, how the relationship turned from love to friendship and continued on through the years. Not my usual type of story, this is definitely NOT jerk off material, there's no sex scenes at all. Just thought I'd post it and see what people thought.
As the final moments of his life approach a Toy needs a name, but not before more passionate tonsil-hockey, intense nut-drainage and many more long orgasms are shared between the young beauty and his insatiable beast.
"What's for dinner?" I giggled as he kissed me again. I floated backwards to a corner of the tub, letting the jets hit my back. He moved to the opposite corner and watched me. I was looking at Joe, all muscly and strong compared to me, our feet touching in the middle of his hot tub and playing with each other, feeling his cum churning inside me. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me again already.
Taylor is a 21 year old closeted gay virgin who has been bullied his whole life for being small. Now away at college he finds that the bullying hasn't stopped. His tormentors, however, are about to discover his secret. His scrawny frame supports a massively huge dick.
Sven and Robin are getting used to their beefy superhero lives but Rupert the concierge feels jealous. More and more he feels like his original plan failed. Will he set up a new transformative plot against the two heroes?
After the threesome in the Summerhouse of the Alexander palace. they all return to the rooms and Sasha to his tasks, with the promise of some strip Chess later. The next day would hold a surprise for them all.