Three guys, three encounters and you'd think he'd gotten his very own guy but no, he had to move once again and that's where he met, the builder. A tall dark and handsome ( literally dark) who would open up those closed doors with a stretch of course cause his key was thicker than the last.( Wink wink)
Jason, the college stud, looks at Mark on the door and decides to show that wonders of a Korean petite ass getting initiated in being a cumdump, While Noah, the blond cock-hungry twink, tags along for the ride and get away with his dreams fulfilled
I blushed at the urgency of Dave's voice, and how badly he wanted me to see me again. “Yes Sir.” I said into the phone, picturing this doctor's muscular body and what he was going to do to me before we ended the call quickly. Just as I hung up the phone, there was a knock on my open office door and I spun around to see the large figure of my boss, Dennis Gibson, smiling tentatively at me.
The kiss of the bodybuilder
Muscle worshipping in the gym unites four Torontonians. One of them has the power to transform gym workouts into hot sexual encounters.
“Well, hey there little man. Got my message did ya?” I felt his voice sink through me, turning on lots of old feelings for this boy-man in my head. Stefan was closer to my age in years, but significantly more manly than any other young guy I had ever been with. He had the body of a muscled older man, with his football stature and hairy muscular chest that made any other 23-year-old look like a baby.
Jake was a hulking behemoth in the gym – he'd make the Greek gods blush with his Herculean physique. His broad shoulders, arms that looked like they could bench-press small cars, and a smile that could melt polar ice caps made him impossible to miss. And did I mention he had the personality to match? He was like a golden retriever crossed with a motivational speaker.
Jaime just got back from college to visit his parents. His dad is supposed to get to work and Jaime should take care of the repairman. However, when a young hot repairman shows up, the dad stops rushing to work.
An FBI agent investigates an abandoned farm, on federal property, of a modified plant, that is suspected of being used to grow marijuana, and possibly linked to the disappearance of several young me.
Then I saw the profile for “Devon.” He was a big black muscle stud, standing 6’4” and weighing 240 pounds. Said he was 35. In all the online pics, he wore a tight fitting black hood and mask. He hadn’t posted any photos of his cock but implied it was a lot to handle. His smooth skin was gorgeous, a creamy brown color. He was very ripped. His stats said he had 50” pecs and 20” biceps. A few photos showed he kept his ...
Scientists have discovered that the semen of bodybuilders contains a substance that can be used in many ways. The black market has found a way to extract sperm.
“Fuck yes.” I hissed back at him, letting my head fall backwards against his pillow as I shut my eyes, picturing Al’s beefy body over me as my body responded to the invasion. I gripped the base of the dildo firmly and rotated it, my legs moving wider as if they had a mind of their own. I was in control of this thing, and I was now registering how my body was shaking with each slight twist and shove.
“What a fucking slut,” I thought to myself, before giving a small laugh at the irony of me calling Nando a slut. Seeing Jeff’s dick in Nando’s hand made me want it just as badly. I stood there for a moment, watching Jeff’s slack jawed face as Nando knelt before him.
I could feel my body shaking as I stood in front of him: this giant muscled doctor, sitting on the edge of his own bed, his beard against my bare abs, my hands drifting around his silky hair. His grey eyes had looked up at me, a smile spreading across his handsome face as he kissed the side of my leg, watching me watch him, before he had removed all my clothes and I stood quivering before him.
Friday he was leaving for another run, and he reminded me to be home ready for that special package he was sending me. “Use it well.” He grinned as he left me that morning. I did what I was told, ready for the night after my mother left. Around 8pm, the doorbell rang and I opened the door to see a big, built, blonde UPS guy standing there with a small box, about the size of a shoe box.
I raised my eyebrow as he leaned in to kiss me hard, practically eating my face. And then he bent down and flipped me onto his shoulder so fast I didn’t know what was happening. He turned as I squealed in shock, my eyes staring down at his white bubbled ass before I grabbed it for support as we started up the stairs, carrying me once again like the fireman he was.
With husband Stephen away for three nights, Gerren lies on the empty bed alone with his thoughts of Stephen and some of the action they'd had together.
I opened my eyes wider, trying to focus on what was happening, watching him as he worked on untying me, this large massive man now focused on undoing the band around my left leg. As he looked up to my face, I recognized him at last, just when he spoke, and his voice connected to the image I saw before me. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I managed to mumble out.
Dawson's foreman Gary Bennett sat in his chair, mouth wide open. He couldn’t believe what Dave had just suggested. Have the construction crew applicants wrestle each other? For 'stakes'? Dawson grinned at him. “And,” the contractor continued, “We’ll make the winner service the two of us. As kind of…an 'initiation.'” “Okay, Dave, but I’m not even sure these guys are gay or bi. They might not go for it.” “If ...
My body shivered in response, remembering the way he had used me for a full three hours that night, and how much I had enjoyed it. How dominant and in charge he was, how rough and forceful. And how I responded to every command, every name, every thrust. I woke up to find him gone, with $500 on the top of my pants with a small note saying he’d love to see me again. Now here he was, on the other end of the phone....
Matt Adams is a bit of a douchebag...but a sexy one--he's a handsome hockey player with a ripped body that all the sorority chicks drool over. At the first frat party of the year, he meets Chase, an 18-year-old rugby jock from Texas visiting a friend in New England. Matt's never been with guys before, but Chase stirs dirty desires within him.
I woke up to the sound of my door closing, and lifted my head to see his shape in the darkness, the outline of him moving towards me. I watched him pull his white tank off, and then slide his pj bottoms down, revealing his thick cock already heavy and swelling before a hand pulled the entire covers off my bed to reveal my naked smooth body. “You ready for me boy?” he whispered to me.
Older and more muscle guys were sitting around him: 22-25 years old, but all with biceps swollen from training, bulging breasts, narrow hips and, most importantly, at-least-8-inch dicks (which was the main condition for admission to the fraternity).