Last fall I was playing around on the 'puter (shoulda been studying for midterm!) and I opened up a popular listing site. You know the one - I think it was started by some dude named Craig. Just for kicks ('cause I'm straight) I opened the postings for men seeking men. Thought it would be funny to see what the local queers were up to.
There was a posting on the site for a glory hole. I'm as straight as they come, but the thought of sticking my cock through a hole and letting some fag cocksucker go to town on it left me with a bad case of the woodies!
I answered the posting and this cocksucker almost tripped over his tongue trying to get me to come over! I guess I was a little too horny - my girlfriend broke up with me two weeks ago - so I agreed to try him out. Never tried a queer cocksucker before, so I guess there really is a first time for everything! The whole drive over I was thinking how stupid I was being - almost turned around - but my cock stayed hard as rock thinking about what he said he could do!
Shit, this kid was hot! Nineteen years old, with stats given as 6'1, 185#, black hair,
It was obvious it was one of thousands that had been mostly left to rot when the interstate passed it by. No self-service in this place. Matter of fact, I was beginning to think there was no service at all when a sleepy looking dude in baggy overalls shuffled toward the car.
I went to the small local lumber yard to get some 2x4's and other miscellaneous items. When I got there, there was a cute youngish guy (twenties) working, Jason. He offered to help me find what I needed. I told him what I was doing and what I needed. He said that we would need to drive to the next lot to get some of the pieces. He let me ride with him in his pickup. He looked at me funny.
We live on first floor in Sproul Hall. He and I are both sophomores at UCLA. He glances up from his bed. I have always dreamed that we would be doing something together on that bed. I yearn for sex with him. This story tells you how it happened.
The city lights twinkled in the distance, and as I looked out, I felt his strong body standing just behind me, desiring me, and I wanted to nestle myself into his embrace and feel him melt into me. The vibe radiating from his strong chest and loving precense was so strong I could feel it beaming against my back, my skin tingling with anticipation. But not yet, I was nervous. Mmmm. Yumm.
How could he possibly not know who he was or where he came from? He also had no idea if he'd ever done anything to get in such good shape. Long legs, tight buttocks, tapering to a slim waist and flat hard stomach. The Amnesia was not able to take away his desire for men though.
That would include cleaning tables in the dining room, washing dishes or sweeping and mopping the floors. One of my assistants hired a 18 year old black boy named Dontazz. I had seen him a few times, but had never actually worked with him. Dontazz worked nights and I worked days. I was just getting off work and went into the bathroom before leaving. It's eight inches long when it's soft.
He was an adult now and he wanted to celebrate his new adulthood. He could now finally buy liquor and frquent adult establishments. For years as a teen, he'd browsed out the car window at the porno shops and adult theatres as the family drove by. The boy walked into the aging building.
My wife and I were working different shifts and we saw very little of each other. I had had numerous suck sessions with men that I found prowling in the local park or adult arcades and they were all good! I was horny this night, had gotten off work around 10:00 PM and knew that my wife would not want to be woken up for sex. My favorite store was open and busy this warm summer night.
True story from my experiences in a gay sauna. After undressing and wrapping a towel around my waist, I went downstairs for some hardcore cruising. This late 20s well-built black guy catches my eye. I want him, lets see if I can get him to fuck me.
Donaldo chats with mediterranean Pedro online. Dreaming of wrestling with him naked. They enter a private room. They talk about their ass, hard cock and hot crotch. Pedro loves to fuck either doggy style or with Donaldo on his back.
As I came I felt myself dirty, thinking about so kind of sex. I decided to go to by some cigarettes in the store close to my house. I went out in shorts and t-shirt, which I wore at home. I was still pretty far from the gas station store, but I could see, that they are working these two guys from Tunizia. Closer I've got, more hard was my dick.
I had begged and pleaded with the residence life staff for a single room, but the dorms were already overcrowded, and they denied my plea. The previous year's roommates had been horrible. They were mean, messy, miserable, and did nothing but make my "home life" a living hell. My new roommate didn't move in until the third week of classes.
I was to stay for a week and then join my folks for a vacation in the mountains. Well, I thought, this'll give me some quiet time for some real good long wanks, so I packed up some clothes, my favorite porno movie and a full bottle of lub and left. He was a skateboarder and a very nice guy.
I had finished my exams after my second year at college the day before, and felt well pleased with myself. I decided to spend what little money I had left on a trip to the nearest beach, mainly just to watch some of the cute ass out there. So there I was a slightly disheveled figure waiting for a train.
"Seems like I've just been gone for the weekend," thought Chris as he lugged his suitcases up to his second floor apartment. Chris' roommate graduated in December and had moved out. Erik lived in the apartment across the hall. His roommate had transferred to another university. He was a typical cowboy.
To me it's like a fine wine or an expensive brandy -- something to be savored, for the taste of it in my mouth, the feel of it in my throat, and the pungent aroma of it. I'm speaking of my love of sperm, of course. The first cum I tasted was my own, but this is the story of other tastings.
I'd gotten an assignment from my editor on the school paper to do a story on the teen Runaways seeking fame and fortune in Hollywood. While I was hanging out at Oki-Dog, I ran into Scotty. He was a cute young kid who claimed 18, but looked much younger. I bought him dinner. I even believed some of it.
Did for me too. We had free Disney channel last weekend and so I caught an English Import. Dickens' "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe". Hadn't seen it since when I was a kid, but it kindled memories. Ones I'd kept on the back-burner. Like that time I walked into that little boutique in San Rafael, with the unusual merchandise:I'd recieved their flyer. Green flourescent paper, Ugly Black Type.
me his cock! When he finally sent me a picture (with his arms around some girl, of
course!) I knew I had him!
Well, I showed up at the address he gave me, and sure enough the front door was standing open. Still pretty nervous but really horny, I walked down the hall to my right and saw a sheet nailed over a doorway. There was a slit about a foot long cut at crotch level. Seven inches of frat-meat strained the buttons on my cargo shorts when I saw two fingers motioning through the hole.
Unleashing my cock, I stepped up and put the head just inside. My legs buckled when I felt a hot wet mouth suck in the first couple of inches. Shit, this was as good as any chick ever did!
But he didn't stop at that first couple of inches. Hot moist tongue slid down my shaft until I could feel his nose on my wiry pubes. Fuck me! No girl EVER took my whole cock - not even close! That cocksucker knew his stuff - and he was in the mood to show it off!
Kneeling at my home-made glory hole, I heard the storm door pull shut as footsteps
made their was down the hallway. Peering out the slit that was cut in the sheet, I spied a
set of hairy well muscled legs stretching down from a pair of tan cargo shorts into over-
sized sandals. A sizable tent pushed out the front of his shorts.
He wasted no time pulling out a rock hard cock that curved slightly downward. The head
was moist from anticipation, with a hint of pre-cum flavoring the underside of his shaft.
This boy had been doing some serious thinking on the drive over!
I pulled his cock into my mouth with suction and tongue, loving the feel of the fat head
sliding toward my throat. I don't know about you other cocksuckers, but I've always found
that a slightly curved cock eases into my throat faster - and seems to hit a spot that no
others reach.
LOL - maybe I have a clit on the underside of my throat!
Twisting on his meaty cock, I worked it around my mouth in a slow deep motion. Every
few strokes I would take his leaking head down my throat, coating my tonsils with slime.
The groans I heard when his cock hit bottom told me in no uncertain terms that he loved
what he was getting!
I thought I'd collapse as he slowly worked his way up and down my rock hard cock. I knew I wouldn't last long - I was too horny and he was too good. He turned his head slowly as he worked his way down my shaft - licking and sucking my rod into a "state of bliss" I'd never even known existed!
Then he surprised me by pulling off and turning his attention to my balls. I started to pull back, being very protective of the "family jewels". Don't get me wrong, I play with my balls when I jerk off but I've had girls treat them like they were indestructible - and FUCK that hurts!
You know how young men are! Their tender cocks can't take the expert sucking of an
experienced cumslut for long before they blow a hot load down a tight throat. Not wanting
my fun to end so soon, I pulled off his shaft and turned my attention to the plump balls
hanging down from his crotch
Apparently, though, another guy knows how to treat a set of low-hangers. Especially a low life cocksucker like the one I had servicing me! He licked wide and long between my legs and up my balls. Using his whole tongue, he let my balls just slide along the slippery surface. Over and over he went, getting a little closer to my asshole each trip.
I've heard about guys getting their ass licked before but the idea always freaked me out. I mean, how fucking nasty could a guy get!! But I have to tell you; every time he got close to my asshole my cock twitched and pumped out a long stream of precum.
I licked the heavy orbs with long fat strokes, starting at his perineum and working my way
north. With each pass of my hungry tongue I went further down from his nuts, licking
just under his tight ass. Heat flushed through me as I thought of attacking his asshole, but
he pulled back slightly every time I got close and I didn't want to risk losing him now.
Feeling a slick stream of pre-cum grease my forehead, I knew I had to go back to
the faucet for another big helping of frat boy slime.
He kept licking on my balls for a couple of minutes. Then he pulled my cock down toward his face, licked a pint of pre-cum off my knob, and swallowed me to the hilt. When my cock bottomed out in his throat the sensation went all the way down my legs. This was fucking heaven!
Up and down - side to side - deep and slow - he worked my cock like no pussy I've ever fucked! I could feel cum boiling up through my balls and I got ready to bust my load straight down his throat.
Shortly after his cock buried itself in my throat I felt the sensation of hot liquid gushing out
into my gullet. Flushed with anticipation of the load I was about to receive, but sorry to
see that beautiful cock come to its last few seconds in my mouth, I pulled back on his
meat to let his creamy load flow down my tongue. That's when I realized that he wasn't
cumming at all but was unleashing one more helluva wad of pre-cum!
A reprieve! I took his fat dick out of my mouth and headed back toward the balls hanging
there like apples ripe for the picking!
Then the silly bastard did the unthinkable! He got off my college-boy cock and went back to my balls! It felt great, but fuck I was almost ready to cum when the son of a bitch left me hanging!
The second I touched his nuts with my tongue he pulled rudely back from my mouth and
took his package beyond my reach. Fuck it all! I was losing this one!!
I watched him turn quickly and bend over, the mounds of his ass spreading to expose a
tight pink ring nestled between the olive colored orbs. Was this kid mooning me or what?
My question was answered before the thought was complete. Shuffling backwards, working
to not trip over the shorts still bunched around his ankles, he pushed his ass through the
slit like he was daring me to eat it.
That's when I decided to teach this fag a lesson. Remembering how good his mouth felt when he got close to my ass, I pulled my meat away from his mouth and turned around. Backing up, the large slit cut in the sheet allowed me to shove my entire ass through to the other side.
He didn't miss a beat. Whimpering like a puppy at a dog dish, he dove into my ass with his whole face! Pulling my ass cheeks apart, he slobbered over my ass like it was candy. I felt a hard wet tongue lapping directly at my asshole. Shit! How low would this fag sink?? But it felt so fucking good I just bent over and grabbed my calves to let him do his fucking disgusting best.
If it was an ass-chewing this boy wanted it was an ass-chewing he'd get! Pulling his butt
cheeks apart with both hands I dove into his hole like I'd never get a chance to eat
another one! With the same long tongue action I'd used on his balls, I licked from top to
bottom, stopping on his asshole for extra attention with each pass. He groaned and
reached his strong arms down his legs, feeling himself up as his fingers encircled the
hard calves of his hairy legs. Bending over as far as he could, he whimpered like a little
girl as the tip of my tongue formed a hard little cock and drove into his spit-slick pussy.
But even a cocksucker with years of experience eating ass can only last so long. With my
lower jaw cramping from the tongue-fucking I was giving this boy, I was almost ready to
pull off when he straightened his back. With both hands I turned his cock back to my
well-abused mouth for the final act!
His best was really fucking good. He kept eating my ass and driving his tongue up my chute until my whole back side was tingling from pleasure. When I finally had to straighten up (try staying in that position for too long!) he turned me by my hips and threw down on my dick again. This time it was a no-holds-barred deep throat face-fuck. He was literally fucking my cock with his face!!
My dick felt so good it almost hurt as I grasped the doorposts and tried to keep from cumming. Thinking about baseball - thinking about my grandmother - shit, even thinking about my bitch of a girlfriend!
But after a couple of minutes I knew I was a lost cause. That's when I started fucking him back - slamming my cock into his mouth and screaming like a bitch in heat.
Within seconds the cum boiled up from my nuts and shot out the end of my dick like a fire hose. I could've taken out this pervert's tonsils! He pulled back some and I felt his hot tongue working my firing cock. I've shot some loads in my day, but this cocksucker was swallowing the mother-load! And he just kept drinking my slime til I was drained of every fucking ounce of fluid in my balls.
Nobody can blow a load harder than a boy in his teens! As his fleshy pole pounded my
throat I heard him take in a deep breath and let out a howl that can only mean one thing!
I pulled back a little and waited for my reward. Didn't have to wait long - a hard shot of
creamy cum skated across my tongue as I swallowed fast. Volley after volley creamed
my mouth as the salty sweet flavor gave my taste buds the treat they craved.
So much cum gushed out of his dick that I couldn't keep up with the volume, and warm
thick juice leaked down my chin, forming warm pools of dick-sap on my chest.
Gasping for breath, he pulled his meat from my mouth and stumbled backward, tripping
over his discarded cargo shorts. As he shakily pulled on his clothes I hear him chuckle.
I've seen a lot of reactions in my years as a cumslut, but I don't think laughter has ever
been part of the orgasmic process! Oh well - chalk up a new experience!
As I pulled my still-hard meat from his mouth I laughed to myself, thinking about that commercial that warns against erections lasting more than four hours. Call a doctor? Fuck that - I'll call this guy!
"Thanks, cocksucker" were the first words either of us had spoken. His only reply was a satisfied groan from the other side of the hole as I buttoned my shorts and lurched toward the door.
Walking down the front steps I was shocked to see a dude from school getting out of his car. He was from another frat, but we'd knocked back a few beers together, and even chased after the same pussy a couple of times. I put my head down and hurried to my car.
"Vegas rule, buddy" I shouted in his direction. He blushed and grinned - but he kept heading toward the door.
For some reason I don't think this was his first trip to Vegas!
I was goalie and well lets say most hockey players are sexy. Like always some of us shower after games and practices. "By the way im Mark 18 years old and im one of them punk kids you stay away from in school. SO as you can imagine im not loved by all. But i am cute. Standing five foot nine and two hundred ten pounds of goalie muscle. The rest is for you to imagine. (or so i thought).
I was supposed to meet with Dr. Hancock at 10 am for an interview for the post-doctoral position in his lab. I was supposed to give a seminar in front of his lab group at 11 am followed by lunch. I was scheduled to be interviewed privately by Dr. Hancock after lunch until 3 pm then a little tour of lab and other campus facilities and an informal meeting with lab group members.
On my way home I would pass a K-Mart that almost always had some kind of action going. I'd been having sex with guys for a couple of years already, and at the time of this incident, I was a sophomore in college. I had an average build, standing at 5'7", a little afro, yea, I'm black, a cute face and "bed-room" eyes as they say.
The huge man had come out of nowhere, bashed his head with a stick, and had run off with Adam's backpack. He stood and swayed for a minute before cursing, wildly and deeply. And then he called the police. The police sergeant took the report and said they may get a result, they may not. In the meantime, Adam was reminded that walking on a dark street alone was a stupid thing to do.
I really wanted to have sex with a black guy, but I never had the opportunity. I hang with black guys, but they are all straight. I love cock. I met Leon through these same friends of mine at a barbecue. He was somehow related to one the guys I hang out with. He was six foot two and weighed about 200 lbs. He was very built and had dreads in his hair which was a major turn on.
We had met in high school, we were on the same basketball team. When the whole team would shower I would try not to look at their, you know, dicks but I really had no interest in the other teammates, Rudy was by far the most good-looking guy I had ever seen! Blue eyes, light brown hair, a great face, and a nice body to go with it! He was probably about 6' 1.
He was an adult now and he wanted to celebrate his new adulthood. He could now finally buy liquor and frquent adult establishments. For years as a teen, he'd browsed out the car window at the porno shops and adult theatres as the family drove by. The boy walked into the aging building.
As I drove by the adult bookstore, I noticed a really hot number get out of his pick up and head for the front door. The man was in his late-forties with blondish-grey hair & thick meaty arms. He was a short dude; about 5'6" with a dark blonde moustache and a solid stocky body and as he reached the door of the bookstore, he stopped to look up and down the street.
True story from my experiences in a gay sauna. After undressing and wrapping a towel around my waist, I went downstairs for some hardcore cruising. This late 20s well-built black guy catches my eye. I want him, lets see if I can get him to fuck me.
He's tall and thin, and very hairy, at least from what i could see of his arms and legs and what peeks out over his tee shirt collar. I met Santiago at a night class I was taking, and we became study partners. I loved being near him and sometimes I could look up his short sleeves and see his hairy armpits. He had a musky sensual scent that was arousing.
Was studying in the library when Mark decided to sit down next to me. We end up studying together for hours and then he suggest we head over to his place. Some problem with the heating causes his place to be scorching hot. He immediately strips down to just his Champion shorts, popping off his sweatshirt, tee, shoes, and socks. I look at his body.
I should never have taken this job. What the hell was I thinking taking a job at a fricking boxing gym!? A' course I'm going to screw it up. Jesus! A' course I'm suss. I do look like a frickin' perve. No wonder they are confronting me about looking at them. I can't help it. They are just so hot guys.
00, very hot, humid day, sudden very heavy downpour, me, in my van, driving along a suburban road. It had just started to rain, it was one of those sudden heavy showers, then I saw him, a young lad walking along my side of the road trying to be brave and not seek shelter. I pulled into the curb and stopped just ahead of him. Hop in, Ill drop you off, save you getting any wetter.
After going to and from school for a couple of months I noticed that a couple of boys that were both in my class lived only four houses from me. At first I thought they were twins because they were both in the same class with me. We finished our Junior and Senior year together and ended up being close buddies. Ed usually went his own way but Mike would hang out with me a lot.
I'd worked for the Hatcher House for nearly ten years. In that decade of service, I'd witnessed many cases of child abuse, neglect, fights, and things that you wouldn't want to know about. Many of those teens were violent -- most of them just needed a role model, someone who cared. Maurice came from a slum area. Raised by only his mother, he was a gang member and a survivor. We didn't either.
He had played the game since he was 6 years old. Now a junior in college, he was the best pitcher on his college baseball team. He was a very good looking guy by now. He stood 6 ft 3 inches tall and was about 210 pounds of solid muscle. He had a nice firm chest, and washboard abs. Baseball and school.
Since I was quite attractive, with not such a great face, but with a wonderful bod which I'd show off in tight tight pants with no underwear, I used to get a lot of sexual offers. I started my sexual career when I was thirteen in a manner I might someday relate here. I was hitch-hiking in South Carolina.
I had never really been interested in guys before and had quite a few different girlfriends at that age so I never was horny for long. I was always able to find a girl when I wanted one because I've always had a good sized cock and girls at that age are very curious. I immediately went back to sleep.
He couldn't have been more than 19. He smiled and kinda raised his eyebrows at me. I smiled back and nodded my head. We flirted with our eyes and smiles for next mile or so. My exit came up and I exited the highway and low and behold he followed me! I thought I knew what he wanted so, I pulled into a gas station and he pulled in behind me. I got out and walked to his car.
It was like an out of body experience as he fucked me. I couldn't get enough of his cock and begged him to fuck me as fast as he could. He did just that and orgasmed violently deep in me, as I once again cam all over my stomach.
A few cars are parked in a narrow lot opposite a wide expanse of lawn that needs water badly--the drought is felt here because of neglect. Beyond the dying grass, the hills of the great park rise abruptly into the blue blue of the Southern California sky. A lone figure is standing at the head of a well trod trail smoking and watching.
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