Guske wiped his dick with a tissue while giving my a disgusted look as I cried with the cum running down my face and soaking my shirt. His gaze changed. I think my broken state turned him on. I must have reminded him of those girls you see in porn who look destroyed by the time the video is over.
Tony started having Smith around more and more while Tony fucked me, making certain I addressed Tony as dad, and gradually involving Smith in curious ways. Smith remained dressed while Tony encouraged Smith to egg Tony on, eventually getting to the point where Tony got Smith to call and arrange Tony to fuck me.
Tony smiled as I went to my knees and undid Tony's pants. I knew what I was supposed to do, and I was almost relieved to do it while Smith watched. I undid the buttons on his jeans slowly. Tony wasn't wearing any underwear. His huge dick was just starting to get hard as I pulled it out and put it in my mouth.
We saw my dads on their toes taking dicks from the front and from behind. Freddy and Sebastian fucked jake and Tyler and James fucked john. The sounds of moaning turned me on so I bent down and begged Luke to tear my asshole.
Story including crush on a daddy, black socks fetish and erotic situations between men with age gap.
I had a crush on my best friend's dad for years and fantasied about him a lot. I couldn't believe it when my dream came true! Turns out he always liked me too...
This auspicious tale wrote in glorious homage to those church-going men of the Deep South, who venture forth on available weekends for impromptu fishing excursions. (New updated version Sept 2020)
Jack and Harrison finally come together in a whirlwind of passion. They get a little taste of how their roles will settle. Jack finally has the boy of his dreams.
I woke up smelling coffee. The light was pouring into the bedroom, and I was alone in Joe’s king sized bed. I could hear movement in the kitchen, and I figured Joe was up making something to eat. I stretched and yawned breathing in his scent on the bed. I was back in his bed. Our bed. Home. I heard Joe softly walking down the hallway. Softly that is for a 6’4” 220-pound muscle man.
An unhappy and abused boy finds relief, vengeance and submission in a shadow-gold face he'd never expected. A dark tale, set firmly in a dubious morality.
I left the washroom first, trying to not make it too obvious in case we came across anyone. Darren had patted my ass just before I opened the stall door and told me every time he looked at me today, he would know that I had his swimmers inside my ass all day long now. Both his words and the tap on my ass from his big hand sent a shiver through me. What WAS he doing to me??
Barely into the room, he is hastily unzipping his dirt and grime-encrusted Levi dungarees while he slings the bag from his shoulder onto one of the double-sized beds. The one nearest the bathroom. As he walks into the bathroom, his cock dangles from his unzipped-zipper and unbuttoned jeans. He waves it so the kid can see it. He wants the kid to see it.
His right hand rubbed his leg casually, and then he moved it onto the cushion, and slowly slid it backwards, up his thigh to where my left hand was resting. He slowed down as it brushed against my hand resting on the cushion, my fingers feeling the palm of his hand first as it slowly glided over top. Then his pinky finger lifted up and traced over top of mine. My insides were pounding.
The year I turned 35 we decided to take the kids to an all-inclusive vacation in the Dominican. It was over the Christmas break – the perfect time to escape the extended family and chill. And the perfect time for me to stop yearning for men. Or at least try. Until I spotted him. Standing out against the crowd. Big. Muscular. Smooth. Tribal tattoo on his shoulder. But who was scoping out who?
“When I can I see you again?” He asked, his own voice deep and quiet. I smiled, and my cock grew a bit knowing that this man was going to fuck me again. “My mom goes out every Tuesday night for her league.” He groaned in the phone. “Good. Then I will see you then. Do me a favour?” I waited. “Sure. What?” My cock was hard at the sound of his voice. “Wear your jock for me." It wasn't a question.
When my bus pulled into the central station downtown, I peered out the window to see if I could spot Joe. Sure enough, standing a head above the others waiting, there he was. He had a slight grin on his face as he looked at the bus pulling in, probably unable to see me in the tinted window. But I could see him. His eyes were wide and searching for me. I was home.
Rusty and Brian meet because Brian's swimmers aren't strong enough to sire more children. Through an evolving relationship, they become best friends and Brian leans on Rusty for support as his sexuality evolves over time. Rusty is a hot stud who's magnetism draws many men to him.
Manny is in a committed relationship with his long-term girlfriend Cheryl, but has a sexy dark secret.
Trying out something new. Tell me what you think!
The summer before I started university, I was out shopping in a mall. During lunch in the food court I grabbed a table near a group of suits. I noticed one of the men staring at me. He was very handsome in a tailored blue suit. He looked fit, solid, and lean as he sat there, staring at me. When he grinned, and then slowly licked his lips, I knew I was being cruised. Or was I cruising him?