I gasped, hanging on to Kelly’s slim waist as Sean’s hands gripped my shoulders behind me and Kelly moaned. This was certainly a different sensation, being inside a wet pussy as I felt my own tunnel being stretched once again by Sean's cock as he slid inside me. I tried not to make a sound, but Sean and I both groaned.
“How did I get so lucky?” I said quietly as I stepped in front of him, lifting my chin skywards up to his chiseled face. Joe’s dark eyes peered down at me, his grin widening as he put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me into his chest. “I’m the lucky one. Remember?” Joe said. I hugged him tight, burying my face into the softness of the white robe.
I felt my dick growing already as I followed Frank’s big body through the hotel lobby and to the elevator. We acted casually, no one giving us a second glance, until we were inside the elevator and the doors closed. Frank came at me, cornering me against the mirrored glass, pressing that huge physique of his into me and kissing me deeply with a low growl.
Frank looked around the shop quickly and then back to me. “Come to my office at the end of the day.” He quickly adjusted his bulge and then shoved his hands in his pockets, making his pecs puff out. I felt the saliva in my mouth working overtime as I stood up and brushed past him. “Please.” He whispered as I went by.
I looked over at Stefan. He was a handsome guy, and the way he stood out amongst the other guys was taking my breath away. I couldn’t decide who I thought was hotter, him or Brett. I was suddenly lusting after both of them. Or was it the fact that I was standing so close to Mac. Another beefy guy. And how his hand was inches from mine as our legs remained connected.
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.”
Darren gave a laugh and took a drink of beer, and then took my hand and put it on his crotch. “You feel that?” He said with a grin. His cock was fully hard, fully erect, and fucking thick as hell. “You see what you still do to me? But we agreed.” I squeezed it as I looked up at him. “How long are you going to make me wait?”
Rob grinned at me and flexed both arms, making me moan and grab them as I bounced back on his cock. His arms were huge, and I grabbed both of them, feeling the giant muscle and how my hand could barely fit around his biceps. “I missed this cock.” I growled. “I’ve missed this cock every day you were gone.” Rob growled and fucked me harder. “You never need to miss it again. I’m not going anywhere."
Get back in here babe.” He said as he sunk down into the water. I climbed into the hot tub and in between Joe’s waiting arms. “Will it be like this every day I come home from work?” I asked as I rested my head against his chest. “It could be!” He laughed, wrapping his arms around me. “Depends on who gets home first.” I held onto his arms and closed my eyes, thinking life couldn’t get any better.
The front door opened and despite the freezing winter temperatures, he was wearing a loose tee and a pair of athletic shorts, his big legs bare along with his feet. His bearded face lit up when he saw me. “Get in here jockboy.” He growled at me, grabbing the front of my puffy winter coat with one hand and pulling me inside.
“Thank you for the past few days.” I grinned at him. His eyes were moving back and forth between mine as we sat inches apart, Darren now resting his arms on the console between us, turned in his seat. I studied his handsome face, his smooth clean shaven jaw, his long straight nose and those blue eyes that were staring back at me. I really didn’t want this vacation to end.
Jack, a young muscular prince whose dabbled in bottoming, becomes a full blown cumslut when a thick-dicked palace visitor teaches him the true meaning of service.
Brian pulled me down onto a bench in the middle of the park, and I felt his big leg next to mine. I scooted closer to him, sliding my hand into his pocket with his own hand and we just sat like that for a few minutes. When I looked up at him, he was smiling at me, his eyes a little glassy from the cold night air. Or so I thought.
A group of hobos get revenge on a young muscular superhero who gets his superpowers from abstaining from masturbation. They capture him and have their way with his beefy body.
A hunky muscleboy, on his way back from the gym, has his exhibitionist fantasies unexpectedly brought to life when two old men have their way with his beautiful body on a late-night train car.
He turned towards me as he shuffled inside and stepped rather close to me, turning his back to the girls and sliding in between us. He moved extra slow as he practically pushed me against the wall as he slid by me. I found myself suddenly intrigued by this huge masked man in the perfect replicated costume as he made his way over to the drink table and grabbed a cup and poured a beer from the keg.
“Get on the bed. Face down.” I said as I moved to the bottom of the bed where he was just standing. There he was, lying face down, his big ass sticking up in the air dying to be licked, his thick legs spread out slightly, and his perfect feet hanging off the end of the bed as he reached his arms up and rested his head on his hands.
The relation between Manhor and his captor gets to a new level. There is a lot of chance going on in the Arabs mind, and he has to fight the strange urges that cross his desires.