At last freedom has come and he intended to enjoy every single second of it to the fullest extent. But a slumbering danger from times long gone by lurks in the deepest crevasses of his memory.
For the bishops and cardinals: to think it over deeply. For the victims: to remember your lifetime of anguish.
When you shake another man’s hand, remember, that same hand has gripped his cock, squeezed it, and stroked it. He has run his delicate fingertips over his soft bulbous, blood-infused crown and splattered with drops of his milky-white protein-rich creamy-cum and he has tasted it, and took it to his mouth, too. Yes. You are shaking ’that’ hand.(This is a story outside of the Benjie's Stepdad World.)
The Bunker is a gay cruising spot in Paris. Very seedy with booths, gloryholes, slings, labyrinth,and fisting areas. I had been there many times when living in Europe.
“Your turn.” He says. As he turns the whole of his magnificent body. Unbuckling his dirty jeans and presents me with his ass. (This is a story outside of the Benjie's Stepdad World.)
He turns and I am flashed. His cock is hard. Ramrod steel hard. His fist is gripped tightly around his length. And seems to be growing stiffer as he presents himself wholly to me. (This is a story outside of the Benjie's Stepdad World.)
I thought that I would spend the summer before college bored and jerking off every night. Little did I know the construction crew across the street had something else in mind…
The need for cock was back. I could no longer fight this feeling that was deep inside me. And as I took one last look in the mirror before we headed out to the conservation area on this rather hot and sunny July day with our son, I knew my eyes were going to wander. I had a feeling today that I was going to give in.
The Story goes on! - I was Deepthroating a Cock and just as I took him balls deep down my throat I felt the unmistakable pressure of a Cock tip on my anus, pressure a stab of pain then the Rock Hard Cock broke free into my ass!
Two Highschool buddies ditched their technical education for the day. They found a quiet spot to have a picnic together. It quickly turned into a dick-lick instead. And that got really rough once two burly biker guys found them in their favorite cruising spot. The bikers knew how to educate the young men - Taking the boys for the proverbial ride of their lifetime.
"The light of the moon broke through the trees and lit up the contours of his face. My cock twitched..."
Billy has an unrequited crush on his college room-mate, but storm clouds are gathering on the horizon and a hard rain is gonna fall.
"Make me cum. Make me cum in you..." College boy loses track of time running in the park and finds himself at the mercy of three shady characters after dark.
“Thanks, but pretty boy cockteasers don’t do it for me. Boys who think they can take it and can’t.” I held my beer bottle up and practically deepthroated it as I took a sip. “I’m no cockteaser.” I put my hand on his bulge and kneaded it. “I’m a cock pleaser and I can take this.”
Rob grinned and placed his hands on the arms of the chair, his big fingers dangling over the edge. I looked at them, suddenly wanting to suck them. My eyes trailed over to his bent leg, looking at the giant calf muscle on him, then back up to his bearded face where his eyes locked on mine. “I think you and I should go for a hike in the woods right now.” He said lowly. I immediately agreed.
Douglas is looking for a bitch, and he founds Dwayne, who's not a bitch. He's an actor. But both men talk and knowing what Dwayne really likes: being told what to do, Douglas has a challenge for him.