Nathan spoke, “Siri, answer video call" the screen flickered and there before him was Carlos, he stopped himself from putting his hand over his mouth and gasping, it never ceased amaze him how handsome his lover was. Carlos sat slouched back in a huge chair that looked more like a throne. His natural masculinity made him look like the King that he was.
Nathan lay his head on the mans chest and ran his fingers through the hairs on his body. He was still intoxicated by the scent on Carlos’s skin. He didn’t understand why he felt the way he did, but it was an amazing feeling of being secure. He knew in his mind he’d never be hurt while in Carlos’s presence and that Carlos would always look out for him.
The man still hadn’t showered so the smell of Nathe’s freshly washed skin was over powered by Carlos's masculinity. His scent was in the boys nostrils which made him feel punch drunk and he had this need to just give himself to Carlos to do what ever he wanted and use his body.
Nathan moaned out “Fuck me Daddy, fuck my pussy”.
Carlos used his thumb to wipe away the cum from Nathan's eye. He smiled as Nathe dutifully allowed the man to wipe the cum from his face. As each part was cleaned his placed his digit into the twinks mouth and wiped it over his tongue.
"Yes! Fuck me Daddy, it's so big!" Cody moaned when I was balls deep inside his guts, I could see his eyes roll in the back of his head from pure extacy, at one point he almost passed out.
Saul's moans were so fucking sexy with his Latin accent, watching his hips thrust into her face, his hairy balls slapping her chin, it was so fucking hot to watch
Drinking is a great way to spend a Friday night but Kyle, a smooth talking military boy makes the night even more exciting. It's not long before his curiosity gets the best of him, and this military boy won't let anything hold him back.
Before I knew it Charlie was under the sheets. His head was at the foot of the bed, and his big Cuban feet were at the head of the bed. Now right next to my face!
Welcome to the folly of man gas! Meet Donald who is sublimely aroused by farts in wrestlers’ singlets, farts on his hands, farts on his cock and balls, but most of all, by farts on his face.
Dad's business partner sure knows how to tease me with his big firm round ass, in those tight slacks that were going to split at the seam, his man scent filling the office space....
My cousin, Max, decides to live with us from now on. He stays in the attic, where it's hot and humid, that makes him sweaty. That leaves me to enjoy his masculine smell, up until one night, he decided to change our dynamics completely.
"Dude, I told you I'm not gay." Charlie said as he sat up and stared me up and down really hard, it almost scared me for a second. That Cuban machismo attitude, along with that manly scent, I wanted Charlie so bad but I had to play it cool if I was going to get him to stay the night with me, and sleep in the same bed.
The best way to describe Steve is Christopher Meloni, the guy from TV Law and Order SVU, and that hot HBO show OZ. Steve was about ten years younger than my Dad, they had the exact same body type, and Steve also possessed one of the meatiest ass's I had ever seen on a man....
Tristan is liking his new found wealth, and not finding the request too arduous, until this one particular request. Can he supply the requested 'designer jocks', or has this one pushed him too his limit
Tristan has seen the vending machines around the City of Melbourne for a long time, but it has always puzzled him as to who would want to buy someone elses dirty jock, let alone sell their own. But he was about to find out.