They take me into a house where two more black guys are. When it's explained who and what I am, they start taunting me and pushing me around.
They command me to strip and get down on all fours to service them like the
faggot I am..
Coming back for more: "Anwar lathered up my hole and his cock again, and then I cried out and grunted as he entered me a second time. I twisted in pain, as I could feel him driving farther into me than he had before, filling and stretching me."
Summer of '46...India. I spoke little of the native's language, typical of the arrogance of our nation at the time. Matru knew enough English that we could exchange pleasantries, and I made a point of greeting him every morning.
From now on, you will only wear briefs. No boxers, no bikinis, no thongs. Just briefs. White briefs. And when you come for your future sessions you'll strip down to your underwear as soon as I close the door. You'll strip down and come sit down on the couch. It'll seem completely natural to you. Do you understand?
A white ranger found a freezing Latino on snow. He brought the Latino home and warmed that body. As he undresed the Latino's man, he could not suppress his gay lust.
I was sexually excited, my torso exposed to the chill night air. My nipples hardened and my cock grew stiff. I marveled at the feeling, knowing I could be raped, or dead any second!
Plan one was to wait and see if some local guy came along, plan two was to go up and talk to Dave and Lynn naked and hope to get them to play or, if we saw them start up, to walk up and catch them at it. Plan three was just to have public sex ourselves..
He pulled me to him, then bent down and with the other hand slung me across his shoulders. I laughed in surprised delight as Alexander hoisted me up into the air. Carrying me like a wrestler would his opponent, he brought me into his apartment and kicked the door shut.
We were naked in the water, wrapped in each other's arms, floating in that magic sea. Our tongues danced together and our hands slid over each other. It was like a dream, floating in that glowing water. The arousal was intense, but our movements were deliberately slow.
Derrick a tall, black neighbor of mine came over one evening, after much pleading on my part. He is an intimidating figure, trim but very muscular which helps him in his job as a prison guard.
I hadn't seen him before, this young Turkish guy behind the counter. He wore a short sleeved shirt open to reveal a smooth chest, his face was clean shaven. His dark skin was smooth and his hair was black, well trimmed and glistened with some kind of gel.
Propping myself up by my elbows I watched as Adonis strolled slowly towards me. I watched as first his head emerged then his smooth muscled chest followed by his flat stomach. His skin glistened in the sun and I could now see the fine line of hairs travelled down from his belly button.
I got behind him and mounted my attack, quickly shoving my tool inside his tight wet ass. After about three pumps I was not able to hold back, we both screamed as I shot my hot load up his sweet brown ass.
Greek flesh and now one of the cafe lads had followed me home, stripped down to his white briefs and sucked me dry. And now I was following him to my bed.
The other lads gather at my feet and start to stroke my legs. They comment on their strength, marvelling at how another guy feels. I know that they have all wanted to try this, have all had fantasies about sex with another man.
Hands that touched the soles of my feet and slid them to one side, parting my legs gently, and allowing cool air to explore around the tops of my legs where my football shorts hung soft and silky around my thighs.