I had just moved to San Diego from the inland Empire and was delighted to find that the great health club I enjoyed had a place just a few miles from my new apartment. I had experienced more than a few special times at the one up north, finding more than the machines to give me a good work over. My ass was aching for a good fucking and I had no local contacts in this new area. Maybe I would get lucky this morning.
Still laying under the hot fucking man that had just pounded the hell out of his ass, and in conclusion, dumped a major, major cum load into his ass, Todd asked, "Mark, Mark! What did you just say? Did you just say trooper and cuffs? Mark, are you an officer?"
Having given Joe, his helper, the game plan for the rest of the afternoon, Todd grabbed his clip board, the master key for the apartments, his measuring tape and a few other items that he knew he would need, and sent Joe on his way.
Mike's evening with the dildos going up in his ass, and his final realization that even maybe a fucking telephone pole stuck up in there just might be fun too, made him more than overly anxious to get back over to Jamie's place and let that young man finally show him what it feels like to have a man laying on his back, and sticking his stiff hard rod up in his ass.
On any given night, especially after about 11 PM, the storage room would be very crowded and every man down there was either getting or giving whatever his personal desire was. Brad's ass was a rather well known, no-- a 'very well known', element of the basement. He spent so much time down there, totally naked, face and hands up against the wall, leaning against the wall as if to be making love to it,
As Jamie laid there on top of Mike, kissing his tits and rubbing his hands up and down the sides of Mike's body, Mike was returning the great feelings by hugging Jamie and giving his body major tight squeezes as he kissed his neck and his face.
A few minutes later I stood in front of the mirrored wall looking at a man dressed totally as a cheap whore with red lingerie and with bright red lipstick on. I had on a long blond wig and felt very slutty. This was my first time in adult women's clothes and it brought back memories of the times my mother dressed me as a girl when I was a little Tot.
I will say, I looked good. Geoff grabbed a red handkerchief and pushed into my right rear pants pocket. "For good luck," he said. Luck? We were off to fuck! He grabbed the duffle bag and we headed out to the car. My ass felt cool on the leather seats.
"I got my whole fist is in there." Jack said.
"You're such a fuckin' liar, Jack." My speech slurred severely from the something Jack put in my drink. I told him to surprise me. Whatever it was, it gave me a fuzzy feeling of well being.
Ryan had been waiting for the start of college for years. He could wait to move out of his parent's house. The freedom to stay up as late as he wanted to eat and drink what he wanted. While he had scored a little pussy in high school, now he'd be free to bring girls into his room and fuck `em when ever he wanted. Cody was his best friend. They had been friends for ages.
Fuck, sweet hole. Still a little damp, nice and hairy until you get right up to his hole. I lapped like a dog in heat. He moaned. "That's it, get in there pig."
There were three guys playing on a rubber matt on the floor; a three way fisting. I climbed in the sling, popped open my poppers and opened my legs wide. It didn't take long for this guy to realize my ass was very open. He laughed and said if he couldn't open me then he was going to go further then whoever got there before him. I inhaled deep to get ready for more.
Prior to meeting my ex I had the good fortune to have a few truly wild, albeit kinky, experiences. My resolution, shake it up, be wild, have fun. For about a month I had already started that cycle with a few select internet hook-ups that proved to be mind-blowing.
We were definitely on the same wave length. He got up and started to prepare the room. I almost came when he got out a ladder and began to put chains in strategically placed hooks in the ceiling. Together we hung his well-made heavy leather sling. "I'm not freaking you out am I?" he asked.
In the sling I leaned over Jeremy and started to make out with him as I inserted the first ball. He was a hot one. I definitely liked my luck so far. As he sat back in the sling I got my first look at what was quite possibly the biggest, reddest ass snatch I had ever seen.
As Sheila was fisting my ass cunt, I started to imagine the biker gang were all up me right then. A thrilling sort of spasm was welling up in my bum, like I had been taken over by some massive rectal orgasm. It was like something absolutely huge and gigantic!
As I waited - watching men jerking each other off - I could hear noises from behind each door and I could detect movement against the dividing walls. My cock swelled mightily at the thought of what was happening within.
My co-worker, Brad, and I were at a seminar. Brad has been married several years but after some alcohol we find out things about each other that leads to unexpected action.
Mark and Zack in Vegas with their boys ... four men, one bed. Zack grins at Mark, "Oh, man, just look at those sweet asses. OK, stud, let's give it to them." Back at the house, Bob comes home to Randy with a confession, and all hell breaks loose. Randy's anger explodes and he brutalizes three men. His relationship with Bob is in ruins. "He's left me, Pablo. And this time it's different. This time he has Zack."
Mark and Zack, two macho jocks on the town in Vegas, end up wrestling in a contest for the other stud's ass. One wins by sheer force of his beauty. "I didn't need to fight you, man. I knew that just by looking at me you would beg me to fuck you." Meanwhile Pablo, alone with Randy, wants to prove himself. Randy says, "There's one thing I've never done to you, boy, but I doubt you could take it." "Try me, sir."