Gage did as Emile commanded him, and, when Emile draped Gage's right leg up his torso and entered him in a side split and slowly pushed in and pumped and churned to an eleven-inch depth. He was stroking Gage's cock, and when Gage was ready to ejaculate, Emile withdrew and went to the cock with his mouth, drinking in all of Gage's manly juices.
Who knew that my high school sexual fantasies would some day come true? Who knew that the same sort of high school bullies that once called me "faggot" would secretly want to be bullied by a "faggot"? Who knew that so many straight men would respond to my L.A. Weekly ad?
The bodybuilder was feeling increasingly tired, he had developed a slight headache, and there was a quiet buzzing in his ears. He continued watching the movie screen, having a hard time focusing on it.
he lifted my legs and started to apply a big hand of crisco from a open tub by the bed, he worked it and his left hand back in my butt hole. I could feel his hand stretching me more and more and I knew the pressure I felt meant his knuckles were at my ring again..
This short story is part of a collection I wrote following my diagnosis of Schizophrenia and the loss of my lover, Shawn, from AIDS. The book is called "Backslidden". I hope you enjoy it.
But it wasn't over. Flash was still as hard as ever. He turned Clint on his back and knelt below him on the divan and pulled Clint's pelvis into his hips. This time he fucked Clint in vigorous strokes. Joyfully. His eyes locked on Clint's. Full of pleasure, laughter, and lust.
Jimmy finds out why Latins have a reputation for being a fiery, sexual race as Manuel the gardener pulls out his long hose and things get a little wet. Seems that the yard isn't the only thing that gets plowed that weekend!
Julio came in rubbing his bulge, his eyes shining. He dropped his shorts and slipped off his shirt. He was great looking, pretty tan, nice swimmer's muscles and a long slim cock just beginning to rise to the occasion.
"Show your appreciation," I whispered to him, speaking around his cock. He needed no further instruction. He fell into a mode he still remembered from his early teens. He took my cock deep into his throat, his lips against my public hair.
He had that lovely tan color, I could see his dark
nipples which he was now rubbing. His face was quite young and cute. I didn't answer him but zipped open my fly and pulled my dick out.
His eyes stared up into Carlos' face. There was a small smile across the face and the eyes were staring hard at Conrad. He felt a lump in his throat as he wondered what was going to happen, when Carlos chuckled a little and his hand moved away from Conrad's groin.
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.
While a few guys worked my cock, I felt hands on my feet. I was helpless as my legs were pulled back. Someone pinned them to my shoulders, making out with me while my newly-exposed ass was up for grabs.
I couldn't help myself while Manuel spotted me on the bench press. I kept staring up his shorts, hoping to catch a glimpse of the ample bulge that was packed in there. Unfortunately, Manuel's snowy white jockey shorts covered his basket completely.
Wasting no time, he plunged his unshaved face between Oscar's hard, hairy ass cheeks and dabbed at the musty-smelling hole at their center with his tongue.
Brittany winks over his head at me, as she starts kissing him passionately. His hands quickly found their way into my bra. He was squeezing my tits and fondling them as Brittany sucked on his tongue and felt up and down his chest.
With one hand Paccino was tugged and caressed Rodrigo's bollocks, simultaneously he slipped his other hand into his pin stripped jacket and drew out his snub magnum. Then, looking at the man who stood back in the shadows.