I shaved my entire body. Not a stitch of hair on my body (I even shave all my hair around my penis). I was in the bathroom completely naked. I put lotion all over my white body. I was completely bare and soft.
I went out to my big black friend who I have known for years. I always liked him but never told him that I was attracted to him. He is strong and alot bigger then I am. I am 6'1 and weight 220. So you can see how much bigger he is then I am. His name is Joe.
me: I know we have been friends for a short while...but Joe, since I have met you.. I like you. I am gay and not only that but I have transsexual feelings. I want to be so feminine, passive, and bare for you.
Joe: I didn't know you felt that way. I am not gay but from the looks of your body...I'll do you. What do you want to do first?
me: anything you want. The only thing I ask of you is to put me in my place. Make me fear you. I have feared you because you are so big and strong and I could never take you. You could hurt me...I want to be submissive to you..
He shifted nervously, not knowing what to do next not really sure what would be expected of him. He looked about 16 or 18 years old; it was hard to tell his exact age. Black boys tend to age well; but they also grow sexually mature and adventurous early.
I was sitting in my room flipping the channels looking for something good on. I was so bored, there was nothing to do. I was home alone because my parents went up North for the weekend and left me to take care of the cats. I went downstairs and got something to eat. I started making a sandwich, and I heard the doorbell ring. Who could that be I thought to myself.
Since I worked during the day I took night classes and on this night I attended my Humanities class, when class was over I didn't feel like going home so I stopped by the liquor store and picked up a six pack of beer. I went driving around going nowhere in particular, and soon found myself way out of town.
The curve of your fine ass in those dark brown rawhide trousers reminds me of past pleasures and my need to renew them. I'm more concerned right now, however about taking care of your trail fatigue and enjoying one solid night of quiet old-buddy lovemaking.
At 33 years of age, 6' tall, 160#, with blond hair, blue eyes, a well-toned, smooth body, and a 7" cock, you would think it wouldn't be too difficult, but I find myself jerking off by myself far more often than I'd like to be.
Forced indoors, I stood dripping wet in the cavernous lobby of Avery Fisher Hall, searching among the similarly hapless figures hurrying by outside in the central plaza, fearing that I might miss him altogether. I needn't have worried. "Jim! There you are. " The commanding voice was exactly as I remembered. I turned and saw Robert striding across the lobby, shaking an umbrella.
I'm all tense and exhausted from the brainpower I have just expended. I walk into the sweaty locker room and the steam immediately fogs up my glasses. I'm at my favorite part of the workout. Hehe. I set my duffle bag on a bench. The locker room is pretty empty. A few swimmers in their Speedos and thick legs walk by nosily, slapping their naked feet against the wet gym floor. Darn it.
I was going to UCLA and to make ends meet, I was working at a market. Although I knew I was gay, I had never had any experience. Sexually I didn't even know what guys did to each other. Guess I came from a very sheltered home. After working for a couple of weeks, I was assigned to the night shift.
me: pleaseeee... I am naked, bare, and weak...please let me gooo....I beg you, beg you pleaseee
Joe looked into my eyes and lunged forward and put me on top of a chair against the corner. He cupped my ass with his big black hands. He spread my cheeks apart. Joe heard me breathing hard and he knew I was turned on
Joe: Relax I won't hurt you....
Joe had me cornered on the chair bent back with my white bare legs held back with his strong black arms. He took out his big black penis which was already hard.
Joe: now relax this is gonna feel good...
me: but Joeee you need to put on a rubber..
He ignored me and I felt the tip of his penis at the opening of my anus. He started to push his cock into my rectum.
me: OHHH MY GOSHHHHHH
As soon as one minute passed Joe was shoving his penis in and out of my rectum really fast. My white bare legs were flying in the air as I felt his black hands squeeze my buttocks harder.
Joe then picked me up and layed me on the dining room table. He climbed on top of me and I was laying there he took of the rest of his clothes. He is so big and black. He climbed on top of me and layed right on me. I proceeded to rest my bare white legs on his buttocks. He pushed his cock into my rectum again and I locked my ankles behind his back.
Joe rammed me really hard as I felt his whole black cock.
me: ooooooooo IIIIIIIIIIII LOVe youuuuuuuuuu eeeeeee aaaaaaaaa ooooooooooo
He then moved his lips to my lips and was kissing me. He was french kissing me. I felt his tongue down into my throat as I felt his large hand behind my head pushing me onto his black lips. He then started to kiss my neck and face. He proceeded to suck my neck while he was in my rectum.
me: Oooo yeaaaa suck my neck..
Joe was sucking my neck in the same place for five minutes. Joe was starting to groan and I knew he was going to cum soon.
me: JOEEE aaaaaaaaa joeaaaaaaaaaaaa joe aaaaaaa yourrrrrrrr aaaaaaa gettinggggggggg readyyyyyyy aaaaaaa to CUMMMMMMMM
Joe let out a yell and shot his wad into my rectum.
me: JOEEEEE aaaaaaaaaaa your aaaaaaa cummingggggg aaaaaaa so much oooooooooo
We both layed there exhaused. We layed and rested for ten minute then we started to french kiss again. We were getting hot and heavy again. He proceeded to suck my neck again in one place. I didn't care I would let him do anything he wanted. I wanted to please him sooo much. We went into the bedroom. For two hours Joe made love to me in my butt. I swallowed his cum and he sucked me.
Later I got up because joe fell asleep. I put on some shorts and a t-shirt. I went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I noticed the highly conspicuous hickeys on my neck. I then went into the kitchen to make us something to eat. A few minutes later Joe came in. Sure enough he stripped me and made me squat doggie style on the kitchen counter while my bare feet hung over the kitchen counter. Joe had banged my in my butt about five to six times that day.
The next day Joe and I were having breakfast.
me: Joe I had a very good time with you. Why don't you stay around for a few days.
Joe: Well I guess since you have been good.
me: I would do anything you please. By the way, do you have any friends?
Joe: I have alot of friends why?
me: well why don't you invite some of your friends over...we could experiment alittle.
Joe: Ok maybe this week.
Joe stayed with me the whole week and we made non stop loving. My rectum was so sore.
Joe and I decided to go out somewhere. I decided to look so feminine for him. I put on some white flannel shorts (no underwear), some brown clogs, and a pink t-shirt. Joe was wearing blue jeans, white tank top and cowboy boots. Joe was waiting in the car for me while I was putting on some makeup.
I went to a mens room at the end of the mall, that didn't get much traffic. The place was empty so I sat in the last stall which luckily had a large glory hole. I was sitting there for a few minutes when I heard the mens room door open. Someone came in and walked toward the stalls and entered the stall next to mine. I watched through the hole as he pulled down his pants and boxers. I said yeah.
I drove downtown, planning on goinog to a theater I knew of. As I drove past, looking for a parking spot, I saw a closed sign in the lobby. Being that it wasn't quite 2 am, I was surprised as I thought it was a 24 hour theater. On my way home, I took a wrong turn (I always get lost downtown) and ended up in a part of the city I'd never been before.
I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
The curve of your fine ass in those dark brown rawhide trousers reminds me of past pleasures and my need to renew them. I'm more concerned right now, however about taking care of your trail fatigue and enjoying one solid night of quiet old-buddy lovemaking.
He wore a black T-shirt and jeans but looked impeccably well-groomed because of his stylish haircut. He had jet-black hair and a deep set of brown eyes. Because of this I conjectured that he was of mixed descent, probably half American, half Chinese. I always thought people of mixed descent looked gorgeous. In front of me was the perfect specimen. It was then I realized I was staring at him.
But on the inside he knew he was not true to himself, since school and even now he was always felt different. Although he had slept with countless women a fantasy had always been at the back of his mind that he was at odds with, he fantasised about sleeping with a man.
I have always had feelings that I was bi-sexual and have often fantasized about sex with other men but have never touched or been touched by a man. Well, fantasy met reality in a very strange way yesterday. On arriving home from work I noticed the door on the boat was unlocked. Since I often leave the door open this was not a big concern.
I also never realised they also happen in UK universities. But now I have my own story to tell and although it isn't as worse as some I have read I think you may enjoy it, surprisingly I did, and still am enjoying it. I'll tell you a little bit about myself before I launch into the story. My name is Jake, I am 18 years old and I have just started on a Computing Degree.
I was horny as hell, but a trip to the back room wasn't even worth the effort it took to get past the groping hands. What Frankfurt lacked in European beauty, it made up for in good gay bars - with lots of US Military attendance. The Army crowd often took notice of my tall, muscled, frame. They must have come into the bar while I was in back. John was up for another beer and I ordered him one.
Neither of us are stunningly good looking, and we also had girlfriends. Although, from quite an early age I was interested in men and noticed Tony's tight trousers and the very obvious bulge in the front. My big problem is denial, and it comes across in a very negative fashion, both verbally and occasionally physically. They don't know about us either. But nevertheless it has to be done.
You know the kind, full of old blenders and second hand clothing. The pay was good even if you did have to deal with a few weirdoes once in a while. Most of the customers were low-income and minorities looking to make the most of their money. Some were better off with good jobs and just looking for bargains or hidden treasures. I liked flirting with the ladies that came through.
It was Sunday night when I knocked softly on Glen's door, the soft knock had more to do with not waking the neighbors, with Glen and his girlfriend, anytime can be good or bad depending on the state they're in. The door opened and he told me to come with him to the spare bedroom, because his girlfriend was sleeping in the bedroom and some guest was crashing on the couch.
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