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Billy's Man - A Rural Northwest Erotic Gay Fantasy

Spokane and on toward the Selkirk mountain range, through country that was covered with a giant green and tan patchwork of crops and prairie, bright with a hot sun washing over fields that had been washed by the rain earlier that day. He slowed down so he would take more time here in this place. The fields between the mountains seemed to be a huge bowl of fresh green life.
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Gay Punk Rock and Roll Sex

The music was strictly hardcore, unadorned punk that thrilled Gnic to his balls, and it came in ear-busting surges of pounding noise topped by the ranting vocals of a bare chested lead singer. He was known by his preferred nickname "fuckface," usually shortened to "f-face" or simply "face."
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Baissez

A small town just to the southwest of Paris where nothing much seemed to happen. Being late September the weather was on the turn, rather like the leaves on the trees, a gentle nip in the night time air and a sharp breeze that made you shiver when it caught you unaware.
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Blue Rabbit Surprise

Jeff was going to do a report abroad and would be some days before he was back, so it came as no real surprise because he always got me something every time he went away. I opened it and saw that it had on the box "Blue Rabbit anal plug deluxe with a vibrating core" and I knew what it was right away.
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Bunking The Stud

I'd left the city and grime of a busy week well behind and hugged the outside lane - as usual allowing no-one to overtake me on the drive to the Welsh border. Craig was meeting me and he was already there, a bit put-out that he couldn't use his new hi-tech tent as I'd wanted a proper bed following the two weeks of torrential rain.
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In The Hole

I really fancied Pete and many times during the night I would lie in my bunk, fantasizing about what we would do together. How I would start by gently lifting his cock out of his jeans and licking it from tip to base before taking it into my mouth. I would suck him until he creamed in my mouth, then I would swallow every drop until his cock was completely empty.
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Jump Start

Rainy and overcast, the day was shaping up to be wet and dreary. To top it off, there wasn't a decent thing in the whole house to eat. Thus, the supermarket called to me. An early morning visit would be perfect; the shelves would still be stocked, and the stockers would be out of the way.
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BB Grapevine

Of course, convertibles and sunroofs help out a lot! I can't count the number of times I've glanced down at a passing beemer to see a hand and arm groping a hairy cunt; and just about as often the arm and hand will be jerkin-off a nice prick! Many the near-accident I've seen from a distance when a driver took his eyes off the road to watch his partner pop.
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Full Afternoon with a Monster Cock

Looking at all the hot, sweaty, beefy bodies of the toned and tan women and men at the gym never fails to raise a tent in my shorts. I used to wear loose trunks to the gym, but soon learned that the nylon biking shorts are much better at keeping my enormous erection from being displayed too lewdly. I got looks all the time, but I really got looks before.
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Bath House Pussyboy

His grunts and cries of delight only made me pound into him harder, deeper; my balls slapping against his own hanging down behind him and then I stopped and ground my cock into him, my hips moving in a crazy cadence to my short, gasping breathes. His sobbing became softer now. "Tell me you want to be fucked harder", slut.
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