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."
Gay Punk Rock and Roll Sex
Chance In The Dark
He had dark curly hair, a mustache, and what seemed to look like a well built man. As i got closer, i could feel his eyes looking at me, and for a second i could feel him what seemed to be searching my soul. This excited the hell out of me. I didn't think anyone had noticed me all night long and now as i am leaving someone did. I wasn't going to seem obvious and turn around to head back to the bar. I figured i might get to meet the stranger tomorrow night, so I headed back to the hotel on foot. I walked about four blocks when i noticed a set of footsteps other than mine following me.
Two Young Men and The Audit
Out of the corner of my eye I could see the office door open and Adam make a bee-line straight for me. Oh shit, I thought, smiled and swiveled my chair to watch the auditor take the last few steps towards me, laden with a very full lever-arch file. Placing the file on my desk both our eyes studied the page in front of us.
Meat Lovers Unite
We lay on my bed in my room my mouth engorged with cock, warm, wet and surrounded with my kiss. I cupped his kidney shaped sweetbreads with my hand and licked his mushrooming cock-head. This guy was definitely prime quality grade USA beef. I was bringing his salty, stewing juices to the surface. I kneaded his well seasoned buttocks with a scorching, burning passion. We lay upon a bed of glowing coals. But as everyone knows you don't start cooking till the flames die down. He ejaculated in my throat, I licked the white sauce. Tatare! The guy needed more Iron in his diet. He moaned as I bruised his nipple with my teeth. He was bathed in sweat, more gravy for me. His aroma of brown, red and pink engulfed me.
Male Escort Call
"don't worry about the hourly rate. I don't keep close track, so just relax, and don't think about the money." I wasn't...I was thinking about his lean, muscular frame, and those sexy legs, and those tight shorts. But I thanked him, and said I had never done this before. He took a toke, exhaled, and said that was his favorite type of client, and that my good looks was a plus. I thanked him, but said I was a lump of coal to his diamond. What did he see in me that looked good.
Buying Plants and Flowers
I arrived at the local home improvement center and got a cart and headed down toward the garden area. I was about halfway to the garden center when he stepped out of one of the aisles and began to walk the same direction. He was 40 or 50 feet in front of me and all I could seem to concentrate on was the denim clad tight buns that were "dancing" in front of me.
Besotted
He removes his boxer shorts having wiped himself clean, blatantly ties them around my head and gagging my mouth, In taste him again in his soiled boxers, he orders me to bite as he stretched his belt high into the air backwards and starts to swipe my ass severely, now I realise why he said to bite, it stings so much, I dry for mercy but to no avail, he turns me just enough to get a full view of my already blushed ass cheeks, he strokes with his hand, moulding and squeezing before lashing me a further heavy ten strokes. I am burning now, but the pain has gone, it is all numb now as I feel his fingers exploring between my crutch, I wait for his fingers to rim me, rub the oil into me, I know very soon I will be for it, the full thrust of his heavy thick cock thrusting up inside me.
Backroom
I took a bottle of poppers out of my pocket and looked at him to see if he wanted some. He nodded assent and I put the opened bottle up to one nostril as I pressed the other gently closed. He inhaled, his eyes half shut. I switched nostrils and he inhaled again. I looked at him as I drew deeply from the bottle myself and he looked back at me, giving me just the barest hint of a smile, mostly in his eyes. Nothing cocky or nervous about it, just a recognition that we were two guys with compatible desires. He wanted a blow job; I wanted to suck dick. That's why we were there at the International Stud that free market in cocks and mouths how we had come together for this brief second of our separate lives.
Sexy Questions
What if I was coming home from work on the subway and I saw you across, looking at me? What if I looked back? You might lick your lips and smile at me. What if the cart emptied on he next stop and you walked over to sit next to me?
House Sitting
He had me get on the bed and pull my legs up on my chest. He buried his face in my crack and licked my hole. He pressed his crotch to mine, and pressed his big thick cock head against my hole. He whispered in my ear that he really wanted his cock deep inside me. I moaned as he slowly slid his long shaft in and out of me. I could feel his hairy bush hitting me as he pounded me. He started moaning as he thrust his shaft deeper and deeper inside me. He said it was hot to be inside me and would fuck me as much as I wanted. He let out a loud moan and I felt his cum shooting inside me. When he was done, he pulled out of me, and sucked my cock until I shot my load in his mouth.
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