A collaborative effort with author "Little Buddy". His version is posted under his name.
An open house brings in a husband and his wife to tour a home. The only thing the husband wants to tour is the real estate agent.
Did it really happen or did I dream the whole thing? Did he drug me and have his way with me while I was practically paralyzed and only half conscious, or was the whole thing a hallucination? Nothing more than an erotic dream in my sick, delirious state? My roommate was definitely a creep, but would he really go this far? Would I ever know the truth?
Thursday night just as I was getting ready to turn off the tv and get ready for bed, I heard a faint knock on the door. Keith entered the apartment slowly and just stood in the living room area. "Could I maybe try to suck you?" he said.
I stood on the porch while he went back to pay the cab driver and get his duffle bag. My eyes were glued to his high and tight ass packed tightly in his uniform pants, fixed on the obviously hard muscle flexing and churning inside his pants.
Years of self denial leads me into playing catchup. Problem is that every new experience leaves me thirsting for more in the search for the ultimate sex. This clouds my judgement and leads me into taking unnecessary risks which I am unable to control.
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He sat leaned back, totally relaxed, with his legs splayed apart, as if he were intentionally displaying his bulging manhood packed inside his pants. His thighs were even more massive sitting down.
I was greatly relieved that Lisa's experience with the Marine did not diminish our relationship one bit. If anything, she was even more passionate in bed, as if the Marine's big cock had served as an aphrodisiac.
Marine bootcamp escapades - About the same time his dick was being swallowed, I was slipping his fatigues and his shorts down over his ass and rimming him like crazy.
Lover in the past to both host and hostess, the Foreign Office visitor is embroiled in everyone wanting everyone else and several getting what they think they want.
This is a continuing story about my desire for an old friend if mine. Its only fiction as I cannot assume he would be interested in gay sex. (I will keep wishing