When Davenport finally stood up, there was Luis Cortez smirking with his hand inside his poser stroking his monster. “Puta, ready for round three?” the teen asked. “You’re going down, punk!” the officer exclaimed, trying to project confidence despite being taken to school in round two. “Yeah, right, Cabron,” Luis sneered, “Maybe we should wrestle naked. Save us a step later,” he added.
In the middle of the night at a truck stop, Dennis sends 18-year-old Johnny around to five trucks to earn enough money to pay back the gambling debt racked up by Johnny's boss.
In a display of raw strength, the officer hauled Luis’s body upwards until he was seated on Bill’s broad shoulders. The tenting pouch of Luis’s poser momentarily pressed into Bill’s face again but the big black officer then POWER BOMBED the Latino bodybuilder onto the mat. BAM! “UGH!” Cortez jackknifed upwards reflexively.
I was in English class when I received a text from a NYC number I didn’t recognize. ‘Hey Zach, I’m in town. Want your boycunt stuffed? Brandon.’ Brandon is the bearded alpha who popped my cherry. I don’t even know how he got my number. Within seconds, I had a raging hardon and had to readjust my dick in my boxer briefs. ‘I’m in’ I replied.
As Luis stared upwards from the bed, 6’4” 235 pound Bill Davenport began to strip out of his tight fitting dark blue police uniform. He removed his shirt slowly, exposing his 50” smooth pecs with large dark nipples and 22” biceps. His muscled torso tapered down to a 33” waist. Bill then kicked off his shoes and unzipped his pants. He peeled them down his 34” quads—revealing a dark blue Speedo with a golden badge on his ...
Jason, the college stud, looks at Mark on the door and decides to show that wonders of a Korean petite ass getting initiated in being a cumdump, While Noah, the blond cock-hungry twink, tags along for the ride and get away with his dreams fulfilled
I blushed at the urgency of Dave's voice, and how badly he wanted me to see me again. “Yes Sir.” I said into the phone, picturing this doctor's muscular body and what he was going to do to me before we ended the call quickly. Just as I hung up the phone, there was a knock on my open office door and I spun around to see the large figure of my boss, Dennis Gibson, smiling tentatively at me.
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My masked Black Masseur Devon and I finally exited the shower and toweled off. Our cocks remained hard. In the shower, he had been silent for several minutes—only moaning occasionally as I worked his big brown nipples with my tongue and teeth. “Is my time up, Sir?” I asked while drying my dirty blonde pubes and armpit hair. “Fuck no,” he responded, playfully swatting my swaying dick with his towel.
Devon grabbed the sides of his black briefs and peeled them down his big quads. His pubic bone came into view and I could see a tuft of black pubic hair at the root of his thick cock. Then his semi-hard cock emerged and bounced upwards. He was definitely packing 8.5 to 9”. The dick was cut and his fat cock head was swollen. The head was almost a pinkish color compared to his dark brown shaft and balls. He watched me watching him. ...
Then I saw the profile for “Devon.” He was a big black muscle stud, standing 6’4” and weighing 240 pounds. Said he was 35. In all the online pics, he wore a tight fitting black hood and mask. He hadn’t posted any photos of his cock but implied it was a lot to handle. His smooth skin was gorgeous, a creamy brown color. He was very ripped. His stats said he had 50” pecs and 20” biceps. A few photos showed he kept his ...
My Master asked to to write down my learning journey from being a disobedient, bossy submissive to becoming a service oriented, cock hungry fag. This should inspire other fags to understand their actual role better and it can give insight for interested alphas into the thought and emotional process of submissives who want or need to become fags.
As if on cue, the door to the ring room opened and Tri-State Wrestling Fed chair Dandy Dawson strode in. “Look at what we have here!” the promoter began, “If it isn’t my former foreman who was DP’d in this very ring. And his…what? His top?” “The only one getting topped today is you!” exclaimed Bennett as he extended his right hand and pointed at Dawson, “You fucked me over in this ring and today I’m taking you ...
New Years Eve four years ago, I picked up a stranger on the side of the road and followed his turn by turn directions to drive him to an undisclosed location, where he bred me. Never had I done anything like that before then. It was scary and erotic all at the same time.
I opened my eyes wider, trying to focus on what was happening, watching him as he worked on untying me, this large massive man now focused on undoing the band around my left leg. As he looked up to my face, I recognized him at last, just when he spoke, and his voice connected to the image I saw before me. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I managed to mumble out.
Moving around to stand in front of Earl’s head, Chad leaned down. His hands surrounded Gleason’s neck. He pulled The Freak up onto all fours and SHOVED his head between Chad’s 33” quads in a STANDING HEAD SCISSORS. The long-haired SurferBoy squeezed with all his might. “Nnnggghhh!” grunted Gleason. Epson reached down and wrapped his arms around Earl’s lower torso....
When the combatants were about five feet apart, Earl suddenly stopped and double bi-flexed at Waverly. His peaks were perfectly shaped with popping veins running along the ridges. His pose revealed his smooth armpits. “Think you can handle these, Bitch?” the Black Bodybuilder taunted. Billy’s eyes widened, but he raised his own white muscled arms, exposing his cropped red pit hair, and flexed back at The Freak. “I know you ...
Dawson's foreman Gary Bennett sat in his chair, mouth wide open. He couldn’t believe what Dave had just suggested. Have the construction crew applicants wrestle each other? For 'stakes'? Dawson grinned at him. “And,” the contractor continued, “We’ll make the winner service the two of us. As kind of…an 'initiation.'” “Okay, Dave, but I’m not even sure these guys are gay or bi. They might not go for it.” “If ...
My body shivered in response, remembering the way he had used me for a full three hours that night, and how much I had enjoyed it. How dominant and in charge he was, how rough and forceful. And how I responded to every command, every name, every thrust. I woke up to find him gone, with $500 on the top of my pants with a small note saying he’d love to see me again. Now here he was, on the other end of the phone....
“Well, I’m doing a story on you and how you ended up running the Tri-State Wrestling Fed. Also, I want to ask about the current situation. You know, where you have no Champ, and what you intend to do about it.” The reporter stared into Dawson’s piercing blue eyes and handsome face. He felt his 8” cut cock begin to stiffen in his slacks. Hold it together, Cedric thought to himself.
Aleks' high school teacher Mr. Ray thinks too highly of himself and falls into a welcoming trap. This allows Aleks to show him who's actually in charge concerning their relationship within his own domain.
When my mom married a hot Texan asshole and we moved to his ranch I wasn't expecting that I would become the slave of his hot gay motorcycle cop son. And that both me and my mom would be the family sex slaves to my step dad and his two sons.
“I felt like I was a real man now that I had gotten my cock sucked off, even if it was by a fag and not by a girl. I gazed at my reflection in a shoe store window. I looked different; my flushed face seemed more mature.” A straight man looks back on his past, to when he lost his virginity.
This was an astonishingly beautiful young man. 17 or 18 at a guess. Privileged, entitled, educated, pampered, and arrogant. Just the sort to get Archie’s interest; he was going to love this.