I woke up earlier than usual. The house was still asleep. The silence was thick, soft, warm after the night. The air in the room had that specific smell of sleep and warm skin. I lay still for a moment before I felt the tension in my lower abdomen. Natural. Obvious. I reached under the covers without rushing.
Matt, the new massage therapist for the rugby team, starts his first day. Surrounded by half-naked, muscular players, he feels a mix of stress and excitement. During his first session with the confident player Max, the professional massage quickly turns into something much more intimate and sensual.
The Ebony Hero released the Cocky Showboat's legs. He took a moment to pat his cock cage, feeling sticky pre-cum on his fingers. He wiped them on the golden Speedo that still hung around his neck. Then he pulled off the collar, bent down, and stuffed the moist gear into Danny’s mouth.
Instinctively, Masters hitched his body towards the top of the massage table and let his head dangle off the side. He now stared directly at Sal’s hard and thick cock head, inches away.
Sal looked out over Danny’s handsome face, his huge smooth chest mounds and cut abs, the mushroom head and shaft of his fat cock above the edge of the towel....
What happens when a big beast loses his last spark of reason? Marcus’s tiny brain shorts out, leaving his enormous, lead-heavy dong to dictate the rhythm. No thoughts, no pride just a glistening, IQ-zero hulk of leaking muscle and primal hunger. Witness the elite athlete become pure, braindead meat.
A gruff gym regular takes a clueless new member under his wing, their intense physical training session escalating into a steamy locker room encounter.
Mario was grinning at me. “You’re gonna make me cum again.” I moaned out. “Do it kid. Cum for me.” He purred over me and I clutched his body so tight as I came a second time. And as I did, I heard the words “Oh my God I love you!” spill out of my mouth as I shuddered under him.
The final chapter of this story about a couple of building contractors: a work foreman and a steelworker, working on a new skyscraper.. I hope you enjoyed it.
This is the third chapter in my story about a couple of building contractors, a work foreman and a steelworker, working on a new skyscraper. I haven't decided how long it will be, but there are still one or two chapters to come.
A huge, handsome, and exhibitionist bodybuilder tries unsuccessfully to improve the football team. So the manager takes matters into his own hands—in more ways than one—when he discovers that the muscular, macho young man is actually a submissive slut. Will this discovery lift the team's spirits? (translated from Spanish)
Omer does NOT trust his girlfriend Camila's new GBF. Hayden seems innocent enough, but could he a straight guy playing gay just so he can swoop in and fuck Camila? There's only one way to find out: he'll have to bounce on Omer's big, fat, uncut cock.
He was easy to spot as he towered over the other pedestrians in both height and width in the same large black coat he wore last night, with the same black tuque on his head down to his eyes. His face had a slight bit of stubble since last night, but every other ounce of his giant muscular body that I had seen on display in all its glory last night.
Two friends meet on webcam, pretending everything is normal after a previous erotic incident. Taylor shows off his body, teasing Matt until he undresses on camera. The tension builds as Taylor masturbates with a sex toy, loudly moaning Matt’s name. They both climax, and Taylor sends a message: he wants to really fuck Matt’s ass.
Matt gets an evening video call from Tayler, who has just returned from the gym. He thinks it’s just a normal chat, but Tayler doesn’t turn off the camera, strips down, and starts masturbating. Matt, gets turned on and follows along until they both climax.
Oliver is painting in just a jockstrap, and Matt, unable to resist the tension, brushes the paint across his ass. This sparks a deeper game, in the garden, Matt washes his body and, at Oliver’s command, slips a finger inside. Oliver makes it clear it’s no joke but an invitation to something more.
Three days after their first night together, Zack shows up at Simon’s door—bringing dinner, confidence, and the kind of presence Simon hasn’t been able to shake. Between teasing, questions, and confessions, the pull between them deepens. By the end of the night, Simon isn’t just sure he wants Zack—he’s sure he can’t let him go.
Jake is a big beefy straight bodybuilder. He absolutely does not have a wet pussy. Absolutely not. No way. It doesn't matter what the muscle daddy with the enormous cock says.