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Sexy Swimsuit
by azburglar on Sep 25, 2017
Queer Male
It all started when I standard an invitation to move over to my companion Dave's house. Dave was a wealthy guy who lived in a huge, almost like a mansion, type of house. I had grown up with Dave but I didn't consider him one of my closest friends or anything. He could be kind of spoiled and arrogant but because he was wealthy, he always had the best toys, partie...
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Beach Daydream
by ManyFetishes on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
Note: The first part of this story is true,
Crushed by the Cable Guy
The cable guy was due any minute. I'd been without Internet for days since a big storm blew through town; electricity had returned but not the Net, and as a mature gay guy who loved his porn, it was maddening.
I called up some gay wrestling stories I had saved, really smoking hot stuff about older men organism dominated in various holds by fresh, smooth-skinned studs, my own personal fantasy. I had a shitload of photos and clips saved as well, gorgeous young hunks facesitting older dudes in their sculpted asses, smothering them in their huge, smooth balls, crushing their skulls in their thick, muscular thighs. I was operational my way through those, popping my dick out of my jeans and having at it, working my routine of approaching peak, stopping to lick up the precum oozing from my dick head and then starting in again.
The doorbell rang, and I was almost pissed, yet relieved the cable guy was finally here. I clicked off the material on my screen and stuffed my cock back into my jeans and answered the door. I opened it and blinked: There stood a deliciously handsome, well built young black bloke in cable uniform with a beam and a labor order.
"Mr. Benson?"
Suffocated by gay face-fucking
It had been a boring night so far, Tyler and Sam both struggling for things to do, they decided on a little bet…
“Right, so if you win Rock, Paper, Scissors, then you find to fuck my ass.”
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Tyler responded happily.
“That’s right! And if you conquer, I’ll let you sit on my face. Deal?”
The two of them shook on it, letting their sense of competition grab over immediately, taking their stances and preparing to see who’ll be the one to submit tonight. The battle lasted only a moment, Tyler left with his mouth agape as Sam quickly began stripping down.
“Don’t perceive so bad! At least I’ll have a use for that mouth soon~”
All the way down
Not taking kindly to the taunt, Tyler reluctantly stripped down, waiting for Sam’s order to fetch on the floor, to which he rolled his eyes and obeyed.
“Good! Now, open wide!”
Tyler was barely able to fully obey before Sam lowered himself enough to shove his tip inside his mouth, the humiliatin
Do You Want To Sit On My Face?
This was insane. After getting all horned up with some online interaction on a man-to-man sex site I was driving to the house of a guy I didn't know. He'd asked me to come over for some cuddling and fondling after letting me know he just wanted some body contact with another man. In fact, he specifically said that the invitation was not for sex - and, for some reason, that intrigued me even more.
We'd been "playing" with, and teasing each other, online for several years. The fact that we lived fairly complete to each other made it that much hotter for me. Knowing that this hot guy could be stroking his photogenic cock, pulling on his nipples and massaging his own hole as we IM-ed or messaged each other always got my cock tough and oozing lovely pre-cum (which I never let proceed to waste). He once even emailed me a video clip of himself blowing a buddy, which ended with a shot of cum flying everywhere. On occasion I'd used the video as inspiration while jerking off.
In his profile, he claimed to be an "expert ass eater." That thought, along with the visual stimulation of facial hair in his posted photos, always got my difficult cock leaking juice and my manhol