As the guys shot off, they plunged their dicks as far down our throats as they could. Their cocks kicked like canons as they unloaded. My eyes were bulging like Josh’s. We choked and swallowed, barely keeping up with the gushing goo.
This is an fictional story of sex with men from an internet chat site. This is completely fictional as most of the men live far far away. Some are straight, some gay and many bisexual.
But all are hot, hot , hot. Enjoy
"Gonna flood your sweet ass with my DNA," I promised...
Happy hung college guy Billy gets the fuck of his life as a storm rages overhead down in the park.
These are fictional stories of sex with men from an internet chat site. All are completely fictional as most of the men live far far away. Some are straight, some gay and many bisexual. But all are hot, hot , hot. Each is a separate short story of hot connections. Enjoy..
I knew this particular dick really, really well. The dick belonged to my best buddy, Josh. The voice of command belonged to the Dean of Students, Dr. Dickman.
The white virgin punk from next door had an itch only a butch black daddy-cock could alleviate. He got introduced into domination by this older leather biker.
“Joshua…get your mouth on this faggot’s balls and chew like a son of a bitch…NOW!” Josh was under me in a flash. I could see the back of his head as he engulfed my bag of nuts and started working them hard.
A few days ago, Diego loaned me out to one of his friends who was very well endowed, and then I was called to service Diego. This story is with just myself and Diego.
“Brian, meet me in the gym and bring Josh with you, dude! Put up that clip of my interns giving us head in the office and then spread your little guy out on the mat. I’ve got a bet for you.”
Scott was sitting on a desk chair with me impaled on his dick while he packed me like a steamer trunk. We were facing a portable mirror set in front of one of the big TV screens. I was staring at my red face and helpless body as it bounced on his thighs.
“Will you look at our pretty little preppy boys, Brian? They look fucking happy to see us, don’t they? Naked and hard, like we told them to be. Pretty as puppies, aren’t they? I think I’m seeing some drool on those sweet pink lips. We’d better get some dick in ‘em quick!
Sweating at their pits, and chests, two certified hunks of deliverymen rolled in the front door, each pushing a hand truck with a big, obviously heavy, box marked Stone Enterprises. Both had short sleeved shirts rolled to emphasize their bulging biceps, and a button or two missing on their shirt fronts.
Trailer park buddies Mike and Alex experiment. Ebony stud Mike turned Alex into Alexandra and dominated his ass like the little white sissy boy he really was.
For those of you reading my stories, you’ll know I’d been hooking up with him for several months. This is about an encounter we had the 2nd weekend of January
I jump ahead to more recent encounters with Diego, starting around New Year’s Day. We’ve had about 6-7 meetings in January, and to date, 2 more in February.
A couple of days after the 3-way with Diego and his buddy, I received a text while I was in a meeting at work. I couldn’t resist the temptation of checking the message, even if I was being rude. I would want to be immediately response to Diego, as I didn’t want to take a chance of him finding another faggot to use.
The day after Diego loaned me out to his buddy for a blow job, my key holder returned from his trip. I was made to work hard for my freedom, but that is another story for another time. On the very next day, I was contacted by Diego.