I looked up at him as my head bobbed slowly backwards and forwards on his shaft. He was looking me deep in the eyes but I could see the flicker as I alternated between bobbing up and down and flicking my tongue. He looked in heaven.
...spurts erupt from his cock, as he shoots gobs of white man-juice onto his hairy-furred chest, as he has leaned back onto the bed of his truck, with his legs propped up, exposing his gloriously hairy hole, when he commenced shooting his load. He covers his muscle-defined furred chest and even shot his goateed face with his cum. Some cum makes it into his wavy hair, as his cap, lies behind him in the truck bed, and onto the folds of his ...
I panicked when I saw him. David was naked! He was walking up the sidewalk toward my house completely naked!. His thickening cock swung gently back and forth with each step. His muscles moved effortlessly under his satin skin. He came up on the porch, picked me up out of my chair, and wrapped me up in his strong arms. His lips met mine, and we kissed. I heard my mother inside the house crying softly over the man who was stealing my heart away ...
They smirked and immediately swaggered over to us. Each was over 6 feet tall with a wide solid chest and a few days worth of stubble. One had a huge handlebar moustache and wouldn't look amiss in a 70s porn movie.
We delve into another passion-fueled kiss, exchanging more saliva between us as we get more excited. He lays his leg over mine, scooting closer as our cocks grow ever harder, leaking our pre-cum onto the lily-white sheets. He forces me down, from my side, to my back, lying on top of my open splayed body. I feel the weight of him, upon me, his rod pulsating between his hairy muscled legs, into my own groin.
Eddie and Brandon are 69-ing in the back of a truck. "Just like old times," Eddie says - until the cop, Mark, shows up. Hassan comes to the four boys' dinner party and shows them how it feels to be captured and worked over by a muscle-god Marine. But the boys take revenge. "The naked Marine Captain, his muscular body stretched in bondage, struggled helplessly as his ass got hammered by his own boy."
My hair was wet, thoroughly so. I could barely see for my glasses were covered with drops of rain water. I was dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt, both of which were of such thin material that as they clung to body, they revealed it, showing all the subtle nuances: the rippling muscles quivering in excitement, and the sprinkling of hair that scattered over my chest and down my abdomen.
As he passed an outcropping, a shadowy figure emerged from cover and quietly sneaked up behind him, wrapping a large hairy arm around his chest, holding him tight while a hand pressed a chemical soaked cloth over his face. Alex never saw it coming.
The ugly guy looked like he'd won Hell's Lottery or something, but from what I've learned about him since, I know he's done worse to other guys. He gets off on it, pure and simple. Finally, he started getting close -- he was leaning over me and his face changed.
Once the muscle guy started playing with my asshole, sucking me off while I was sucking on the older guy's dick, I couldn't help it that my dick responded. I had my face buried in the older guy's furry balls and ass.
The muscular guy was hauling me into the back of the van with one hand clamped tight over my mouth. He'd wrapped his other arm under my armpit across my chest, with that hand pressed against my throat. He pinned me down hard to the floor of the van and threw his weight on top of me.
Randy is merciless to thugs who attack Brandon. "The savage gypsy who had inflicted such brutal punishment now had tears of affection watching Brandon wheel himself away. 'That's one gutsy kid," he said, 'we gotta take care of him." Three gym jocks, Jason, Hassan and Adam compete. "It was pornographic - the muscle-god fireman submits, double-teamed by an athletic Aussie and a tough Marine."
Love comes in odd forms as Brandon learns from black leather-god Zack and his boy Darius. "Zack's boy was naked, spread-eagled at the mercy of his master, his ebony muscles straining in bondage, his horse-dick swinging between his splayed legs." Next, Brandon watches Randy and Bob make love. "The two beautiful men rolled over in a tangle of limbs, flailing, kissing, in an eruption of raw passion."
Tucker Price was the epitome of young manhood when I was in college. I was a freshman, he was a senior, and a jock with muscles where other guys didn't even know they were supposed to have muscles.
Pete thrust both of his long, thick fingers into Randy's ass and I could see the sinewy muscles in his forearms dance as he moved them around inside him.
Brandon watches Mark and Jamie make love. "It beat any porn video - the muscle-god cop, stripped to the waist, paced round the athletic young surfer naked on hands and knees offering his ass to his master." Afraid he is addicted to sex, Brandon consults Dr. Steve and his lover, Lloyd. "The doctor and the architect, elegant, handsome with gym-honed bodies, faced each other shirtless, ready for action."
It didn't hurt that he was built like the proverbial brick outhouse. Guys joked that he had muscles in his shit. He probably did; he had muscles where other guys didn't even know they were supposed to have muscles.
I looked at him, thinking it was a weird thing for a stranger to be telling me, thinking he was drunk, but then our eyes met, and his eyes were as clear as mine. He wasn't drunk. He smiled and nodded at my cock. "Why don't you hold that with your other hand," he said.
Most of the big guys were bulky, with poor definition. Not Jake. He looked like he was carved out of rock. He was standing at his locker in his jockstrap, looking not too happy about something.
At the lake Randy and Bob meet up with Pete, the macho Forest Ranger who Randy previously initiated in man-on-man sex. Pete's first sighting of Bob is stunning. "Pete gazed at the naked superman leaning against the tree, muscles gleaming in the dappled sunlight, his cock swinging between his legs still dripping cum." But Randy growls, "He's mine, Ranger. You want him, you have to go through me."
Andy asked just how much bigger his genitals would become. The professor told him that he had found growth to be about two-and-a-half times the original size of the organ.
Ethan, a somewhat happily-married man, encounters a new neighbor--across his cul-de-sac--and this neighbor is huge, and muscular. He's gorgeous. Follow Ethan as he discovers his inner-self, who he really is, and who this muscleman neighbor really is...
The fireman in Brandon's calendar was, unbelievably, kneeling over him, shirtless, in the flesh. "How often he had jerked off over the muscle-god's picture, imagining what his cock looked like. And now here it was ... in his mouth! The fireman was fucking his face!" Bob visits. "When he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off the boy gasped. Clark Kent had just ripped open his shirt and become Superman."