TJ's favorite new English teaching assistant is Jeremy M. Not only is he responsible for grading the exam TJ took this week, he also happens to be hot. TJ has no idea how Jeremy M is connected to what he is doing right now down in New Haven.
"Who is going first?" Sean says further spreading his legs, welcoming whoever will enter his hole, first, as he rubs his hands across his hairy-ringed anal canal. His hairy hole, offered up as an invitation, waiting to be answered with an RSVP cock. "Spread those legs, boy, I get first dibs on that ass," Randy says. "Get it boss," I say.
Have you ever been camping when everyone is sitting around the fire and you all hear a strange noise coming from the creepy darkness of the woods? It's fun and scary all at the same time, right? Well, that happened when I was camping with some of my straight buddies this summer, and I guess that's what gave me the idea for this story. I hope you like it.
Eddie and Brandon are 69-ing in the back of a truck. "Just like old times," Eddie says - until the cop, Mark, shows up. Hassan comes to the four boys' dinner party and shows them how it feels to be captured and worked over by a muscle-god Marine. But the boys take revenge. "The naked Marine Captain, his muscular body stretched in bondage, struggled helplessly as his ass got hammered by his own boy."
When big Butch tells Billie about his fucking hot sex with Billie's brother Mickey and cousin Hank at lunch in the store break room, all hell breaks loose as Billie grabs Butch's crotch and goes after his growing cock.
When Mickey's older brother caught Mickey and cousin Hank fucking in the barn, here in part 2 they accept Billie's demands to avoid being outed to their parents. What would they have to do for Billie?
First cousins' Mickey and Hank were virgins when they experienced their first gay sex on the farm of Mickey's parents. They let their curiosity about gay sex take charge one Saturday afternoon while playing in the barn's hayloft. Things turned ugly when Mickey's brother caught them having hot sex.
1) Bob dominates his gypsy lover. "Randy's tortured ass was impaled on Bob's shaft and they both knew the truth. Bob ruled." 2) Doctor Steve's bound muscular body writhes in ecstasy as his brother Randy rides his ass. "Welcome to my world, bro. A whole new concept of brotherly love." 3) The soldier Hassan treats Eddie to a greasy Marine fantasy. "I get off working on dirty boys ... you a dirty boy, kid?"
Once again I started to scan the patrons but was brought up short by the first guy I saw. Stranger, at least to me. Big muscular blonde. His clothes looked tight on him, kinda like he'd outgrown them. The sun streamed in from the upper part of the window, haloing him in a golden glow.
He didn't speak. It was unnecessary. I lay on the bed, looking at him as he placed a pillow under my buttocks. He leaned forward to give me another tantalizing kiss, a touch of tongue on tongue.
That late fall a new regular passenger showed up on the bus. Looks wise he was a total looker. 5'9" or so, solid toned body, beautiful ass, oh and had a white cane to guide him around. Yeah, he was blind. Still, unless he had some sixth sense, I could watch him to my heart's content, and not fear getting caught.
A young high school cross country runner has a different outlook on life. A hole is a hole and it continues to be like that to this day. But I think I prefer one hole over the other.
I am now naked; I fondle my own cock, just because I want to touch myself. This time I am not worried nor do I hide my own arousal from him. He saw my hardened stiff cock in the water of the pool while we both watched the sixty-nined display of...
Upon meeting this gorgeous and sumptuous young 19-year-old college rugby player, I instantly craved his whole being. I wanted to become his bitch and let him devour me in any way he desired. I had to have him.
I worked plenty of lube into my hole, never taking my eyes off the throbbing piece of manhood that towered in front of me. I figured, worst case, I could go about halfway or two thirds of the way down on it, and spare myself from getting ripped open.
He stood back against the wall, away from the crowd of well- wishers and back-slappers, the wealthy of the community who could affod the high price of admission. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, 'Todd Jenkins was a tough opponent, that's for sure,' and then the juices began to flow in his loins, 'But I'd sure like to tangle legs with him,' and he chuckled at the impossibility of it.