Gay Sex Stories - Page 166

After working every night on my home, on Friday nights, I would go to the club for some drinks and relaxation. This guy I knew for a few years was sitting at the bar and naturally I sat down besides him. We talked about nothing. After a few drinks, he asked if I got that car I was after.
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The plane was pretty crowded but not full. The seats across and in front of me were empty. As I buckled my seatbelt, a bunch of rowdy guys in their late thirties and early forties sat down in the empty seats. They were ex-college frat buddies who decided to have a reunion party in the city I was traveling to. One guy, Michael his buddies called him, was sitting across the aisle from me.
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He was beautiful, with soft brown hair that fell into his deep blue eyes. He had a seductive smile that left two adorable dimples on his tanned cheeks. He was the kind of guy I dreamed about, he was the kind of guy everyone dreamed about, basically he was a dreamboat. I followed him right across campus, my eyes firmly glued to his perfectly rounded butt. Turns out it's my lecturer.
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Heres my fantasy. Im at the gym getting ready to hit the showers when all of a sudden a cavalry of black guys walk in and begin to tear off the clothes revealing their hot bodies and even hotter cocks. To them, Im an outsider, being white with a six inch cock instead of these huge man mountains, all of whom have massive throbbing black members. Another black man massages my cock underneath.
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First of all I am lucky that I get alot of attention from men. I have a smooth trim body from alot of swimming,dancing and aerobics in college. I have an awesome ass, round smooth and shapely. I love showing it off and knowing that I can get a man's dick to rise in their pants. At the time I was living in a upstairs apartment.
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The apartment complex where I lived had a fairly large maintenance staff. None of the men involved in the painting, roofing, and landscaping of the buildings, though, had his muscular body, his large blue eyes, his wide smile with sparkling white teeth, and his beach boy blond hair. Like me, he was in his late 20s, I guessed.
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This story is obviously for mature audiences, and if you are not of legal age in your state or country to read this, please do not. It involves consensual, non-safe (this is before we knew what we know), piss, and a bit of humiliation. I lived in one of America's most famous or infamous military towns.
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I love the feeling of fleeing down the stairway, with the friction of night air painting my face. My boyfriend's voice is still audible above. You may think I was rude to him back in his apartment. But he's a phoney prick, and a lawyer who's good at acting! There are advantages to breaking up though.
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I joined the Marine Corps at the end of my junior year. Delayed entry program. I'd had plenty of time to think about it and as the time drew near, I desperately wanted to get out of it. But the alternative was to stay in my home town. I chose to go to boot camp. It was my worst nightmare come to life. Up until then, I'd lived a life of relative ease.
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But one day, on a lark, he bought some centaur powder from the occult bookstore that we weren't supposed to visit. It was in this handsome dark-glassed bottle with writing in an odd-looking language, and in embossed in the glass was an etching of centaurs mating. It was a warm summer's afternoon poolside when he told me about it. "Centaur powder?" I asked. "Yeah!" he laughed.
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