Gay dreams come true with this story of surprise, insanely hot sex in an abandoned hotel room. It’s a warm, sunny morning at the Cuban all-inclusive resort as Trevor, a tourist, locks eyes with an irresistible employee…and hot, sweaty sex ensues. And like every good story, there’s a surprise twist that will have you reaching for the towel before you know it.
I was folding laundry in my room, currently sorting through my underwear, as Mark knocked on my open door.
"What's up, bro?" I ask, glancing back and tossing a jockstrap into one pile.
"You doing anything later?" He asks. I looked back, seeing my step brother shirtless, wearing just gym shorts, with one hand under the fabric blatantly palming his cock.
I smirked and turned back to my laundry, tossing briefs into a different pile. ...
Have you ever dreamed about going to a bath house, being blindfolded, in a sling, with your hole up in the air ready to take cocks and fists? I lived out my fantasy!
Seth is on the prowl and ready to blow off some steam at a local sex arcade. This past weekend, the guy he’s been casually seeing for a while told him “I love you” while earlier tonight that same guy told him that he got married to his sweetheart earlier in the day. Seth has never been the pick of the litter, but for two horny truckers (and several others) he might just fit the bill. What better way to get over that someone than to get ...
"Just like last time."
Mark's text message was vague. But as I parked in the driveway and saw Ty's car, I figured it was time to play.
I came inside quietly and immediately heard the muffled sounds of distant sex. I crept through the house, up the stairs, and towards my own bed room, where the door was open. In plain view was Mark, just like last time, fucking Ty with his back to the door, but this time they were in my bed. He was ...
Excuse me?" A low voice asked behind me.
I straightened up and looked back, eyes going wide as a large bearded man stood, smiling at me with a drink in his hand. "Yeah?"
It’s 1951, and Washington D.C., has been overrun by hordes of dangerous homosexuals brazenly committing lewd acts of perversion, threatening the American way of life. Law enforcement is on the case.
I was horny and on days off looking to fuck. I was planning to find an anonymous hook-up or recurring FWB. To my surprise, I was about to have my first real FWB with an actual friend!
Almost every day in the past 3 weeks I’ve hooked up with guys whether it be to give a blowjob, to take a dick or a fist, and yes, even to get thrashed (as in my last story). This is just another tale of another recent encounter.
"And you wanna have a threeway today?" I was starting to get hard too, my sweatpants hiding nothing as my bulge twitched, hidden from my step brothers view.
"Yes, but that's not all." I raised my brow, finished folding, and turned to face him. Mark dropped a hand to his crotch to grope himself as he spoke. "He wants to be blindfolded today." He says.
Any of you who are fellow Buddy Bate members know that occasionally our Buddy Bate pins and stickers get us some m2m action. I was about to go into the club’s locker room shower when a guy I didn’t know approached me and followed me into the shower stall. He left with a butt-full of cum; I left with a sore dick from his tight hole and emptied balls. Buddy Bate SCORES again!
Nobody knows when the tormentor will get you. Nobody will know the pleasure you get from him. Nobody will have a clue about any of the encounter. Watch out you could be next…..
Dylan typed carefully, finishing the last of the details, then editing, revising. It had to be perfect if he was going to bring Molly into this. The timing of it was critical. Any missteps now could be marriage-ending.
His phone was down and the screen off by the time she came back from the bathroom. She laid in bed beside him. She felt his excitement, and thought it was for her. She slid
There is something tantalizing about the initiation of a young virgin. This week, I hooked up with a Middle Eastern twink. Boy, did he love having a cock in his mouth! But he had never experienced the joy of having one up his boycunt. I was determined to make tonight the night when I made him cross to the other side.
The setting for this story is the early 1950s. The Neglected Dad has been horny all week. What with a midweek holiday and family stuff going on, he had no time, not even to pleasure himself. He knows of a spot where he might find some relief.
I consider myself to be dominant in bed, and not just because I’m a top. But this time, I found myself surrendering to this huge hung guy, until he made me his bitch. It was by far the biggest cock to ever invade my hole. He made me cum hands-free for the first time (the only time) in my life.
After having topped a 19-year-old college freshman last week, it was now my turn to return the favor and bottom for him. Was it going to be revenge time for him? Was the boy going to rough me up, the same way I had roughed him up last week?