My Babyfaced Stud had become my Bitch on the wrestling mats. Now, he was sprawled out before me, sweaty and naked. Kyle’s 7.5” cut cock betrayed his supposed straightness. It was hard as a rock, rising across his lower belly. Pre-cum leaked into his navel. I moved next to his muscled body and he slowly, obediently, rose onto his knees before me. I nodded my head and he placed his hands on the sides of my bright red Speedo and ...
An older cowboy has a big ass. A younger cowboy has a big dick. They are meant to saddle up. Welcome to Homo on the Range where one saves a horse by riding a cowboy.
I crouched only five feet away from the Babyfaced Stud Kyle. We both held up our muscled arms. I could see a light sheen of sweat on the kid’s 50” pecs. He had a light dusting of brown hair around his nipples. I was sweating too and we hadn’t even begun our match. Kyle was wearing only a flesh-colored Speedo. My tight Speedo was bright red. Kyle’s bulge was slightly tenting—enough that I could see the outline of his ...
It was our last day at Kevin and Kelly's house and the morning was about to get started with a bang. Kevin's best friend from the Army was visiting and Kevin was excited to introduce me to him in more ways than one...
I felt pre-cum leaking from the slit of my mushroom head and used it to increase the tempo of my strokes. I closed my eyes and imagined what Kyle might look like naked. Was he a bit hairy like me? Or smooth? .... Was his cock as big as mine? Bigger? If he was gay, did he top or bottom or both? I wanted to order Kyle to get on his knees before me and swallow my dick. I imagined his lips wrapped around my shaft as he stared upwards ...
I get humped, fucked and passed around by all sorts of hybrid-creatures of the Clan, as they feed the growing baby within me with their supernatural cum and prepare me for the birth of the Ultimate Alpha. The one who will bring the Change in order to lead a new Age. The one who will seed me for eternity.
- MY 6’7” BLACK MASTER IS THE BEST MASTER OF ALL MASTERS. He picked me up from the orphanage when I was thirteen. He nourished me and trained me till I was of age. Then this bearded, dreadlocked, gorilla-sized man stuck his 15” cock into me on my 18th birthday. You’ll never have a master like mine!
Tony has left the UK heading for the Netherands and meets a couple of mature guys who offer him a job in there coffee shop in Amsterdam after they share a cabin with him and their bed .
Charlie wanted break into gay porn, but was only offered a job as a fluffer. Lucky him, since one of the shoots had him getting -- and keeping -- four tops hard so they could gangbang a power bottom for the camera.
An English cucumber or a corn on the cob up your ass is nothing compared to what Brad can offer Hector to reach the utmost divine sexual ecstasy he is longing for.
A respectable Politician needs to blow a massive load right before an important meeting. Will he get caught? Will his colleagues discover what a depraved pervert he truly is?
“Boy, that’s nine…nine fucking thick inches.” Roper responds. “That is a fucking monster. DAMN! You are built like your dear ole departed dad. His cock was just as big as that monster. I remember it well, I sure do.”
I’m Chinese-Australian by birth, hence “Asian.” I’m aggressive as fuck in the ring, hence “Bull.” And I have, it must be said, a huge cock. It’s 12” of uncut meat and 7” thick, hence “Titan.” The veins running through my shaft pulse when I’m hard and horny. Bigger muscle studs always fail to take me seriously and, invariably, they end up with my titanic dick in their jobber holes.
Guest referee BlackAlpha motioned Wu Teng and Earl Gleason to join him at center ring. The Freak hesitated then went into another double bi-flex, this time directed at the AsianMuscleGod—an obvious attempt to intimidate the former Champ before the match. Tanner Wu smirked and flexed his 23” biceps back at Gleason, exposing his hairless pits. He would not be intimated.
Bennett walked over to the rack and began slowly turning the crank, stretching out Brutus. Soon there were muffled screams in the ring as the Brazilian was well and truly racked. His back lay across the high point of the rack, with his upper torso stretched down one side and his lower body stretched down the other. Brutus’s black fur-covered muscles were on full display from his quads to his abs to his 55” chest....The Freak didn’t ...
As Brutus stepped back, the crowd could see Earl Gleason had been pancaked in the corner and was reeling. The Freak stumbled forward a few steps then FACE PLANTED on the canvas, with his legs kicking into the mat, more reflexively than intentionally. Dandy Dawson raised his arms in victory. “TAKE HIM OUT!!!” the promoter ordered from his seat.