I heard thumping footsteps approaching and the door opened fast to reveal Ian, dressed in gym shorts and a black tee. I noticed he was barefoot and stared down first at his big smooth feet before meeting his smiling face. “You made it.” He said and stepped back, letting me come inside. “Come on in buddy.”
“You did what?” Harry said as he sat across from in my office. “Keep your fuckin voice down” I said closing the door. “I know. I know.” I said feeling the guilt rising up in me. “Did he suck dick good?”
My wife installed one of those nanny cams. She wanted to see what the dog was doing when we were at work. She didn't tell me. She started watching me dress in her underclothes and tie myself up like a kidnap victim, jerking off. Not sure what to do, she asked a friend to watch the videos. He knew just what to do with me.
My Landlord chased me up the stairs to my apartment ripping my towel off. When we got in to the shower he told me he had fucked his wife this morning and he was now going to fuck my brains out. He was so horny and slammed me against the shower wall before I could get a condom. That was the first time I felt cum ooze out of my well fucked arsehole.
This Ripe Redneck, living in Miami with his Wife, becomes curious when her sexy Gay Coworker moves in during this pandemic. Too much alcohol leads to heated stimulation between these two men on the beach
He growled in my ear, almost sniffing me as his lips brushed against my ear. “I’ve been thinking about a lot of things. Things I’ve never thought about doing to another man.” He was grinding harder, practically fucking me through our shorts. I licked my lips in anticipation. “Like what?” He let out a big sigh. “Like sliding into your little ass and fucking the shit out of you.”
I only found out much later that she set me up to catch me in her undies and tricked me into becoming a sissy peg boy and later a slut for her x boyfriend who she was still fucking.
I guess that is the whole story, actually!
Randy Thompson is the classic Boy Scout Next Door type - a great coach, loving husband and father, and role model for his players. But one player discovers his less admirable side.
One September day a college football player and his coach share more than strategies about the game. (A semi-autobiographic account as told by the player; names changed.)
Jake’s been a good husband for so long. No bareback, not even cheating, he’s been able to resist his workmates and strangers. Until now. It doesn’t take much for him to break his promise to himself, but now it’s broken…
“Cool. So you’re “Brian” with an “Ian” in the end.” He grinned, wondering if I was understanding his implication. And boy was I ever. I smiled widely, showing off my own perfect teeth. “Well that’s one way to think about it. Ian in the end.” “It might be a good place to be sometime. In the end.” He said quietly. “If you like that sort of thing.” I felt my stomach lurch and met his stare.
I just had my second gay sex encounter. I had sex in a bar parking lot. And met a guy at a fraternity. I was always fascinated with gay street walkers. Getting paid to have sex with gay or straight men. I found a such a street in my college town. I wanted to check it out if i could do it.
I have a diverse age range of fuck buddies and on Sunday night I invited all of them over for a group session. There were two twenty year old guys, two fifty year old guys and myself... in the middle.
The elevator door opened and my heart pumped, following Darren’s big round ass down the hall as he looked for our room. We were finally here, in Vegas. Alone. And as soon as we entered the room and the door closed, Darren was on me, pushing me back against the door as it closed, kissing me passionately. As promised.
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.
My older, married, fuck buddy was so horny he invited me to fuck him for the first time. He took 'just the tip' but he liked it and will want more of my manhood inside him coming up this weekend.
“I thought about fucking you all day.” He muttered behind me, still staring at me in the reflection. I watched his face get all serious, filled with lust as his eyes flitted between my eyes and my backside. I could see him grab his cock, felt it poke at my hole. I watched him spit into his hand and then lube it as his eyes returned to mine. “I thought about coming home to you."