Gay Male Porn Stories Page 207
It was during a break at school, I think it was around valentines day, it was on a Wednesday afternoon. My last class was over and I was headed back to my dorm room, not many of my fellow classmates wanted to be seen with me during daylight.
I had entered my room when there was a slight knock at my door, not concerned, I swung the door open and stood there in shock as three of the new freshman class pushed pass me and closed the door.
I asked '...what the fu-- are you doing...' the last guy, a tall thin black guy said '...you know why we're here, we want to f--k...' Dumb founded I loo... Continue»
The laundry room was really just a back porch where washer and dryer hookups had been installed. It was a tiny room, but it served its purpose well.
An hour or so after breakfast, I was pulling clothes from the dryer as the ones in the washer finished. I was bent over reaching into the dryer, when I felt Don push his crotch against my ass. I wiggled my ass into his groin. I stood and put the dry clothes in the basket on top of the dryer. I turned to him. My mouth watered just looking at him.
He was wearing a pair of his cut off sweats and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut out. The ha... Continue»
The young black stud's eyes looked so serious as he stepped inside the small workout center. His stern glare of dominance caused my eyes to fall to the blue matted floor at his bare feet. I was instantly humbled by him. Seconds later, I then felt my beautiful wife's sudden and quiet presence as she followed in behind the black man and stepped inside.
"Hey, boy. Ya' ready?" the black man asked.
"Y-Yeah. I-I-I guess s-so." I quivered.
I stood there noticeably shaking and afraid to look back up into the black man's eyes. Even at my noticeably taller height I felt weak and cowardly standi... Continue»
I have always loved the feeling of something lacy or sexy on my body. I call it a passion of some sorts, wearing these things made me feel very special and desirable. I was raised by my mom and the closest f****y we had was my Aunt Trish and her two daughters. To start my collection of these things to wear, I would take things they left lying around the house and later claimed as my own since I assumed they were things that were lost. My mom was always working or going to my aunt's house on the beach for the weekend. I never was a problem k** and always made good grades in school. Mom never re... Continue»
Scott Clair hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superior. Whiteness was his disease, magnified by a Napoleonic complex of huge proportions given his height of 5'1". He suffered from narcissism extraordinaire. In his delusional mind, the universe owed him an apology for his height and he compen... Continue»
I love black bodies and cocks. Something real special about them. Maybe lots of things. The sizes are legendary. Muscular, wiry-haired bodies - underarms, chests, bellies, pubes, buttcracks. Loads of hot, creamy cum.
I was watching a vid about a white guy in a fuck club with five black guys. I envied him so. Got so horned up I decided I had to go get me some right now, this night. I had heard of an all-black club - a bar - in the rural countryside and determined to go find it. That was not much of a problem.
It was the only building on a lonely stretch of road near the coast. Nothing ela... Continue»
I open the door to our suite, laden with packages. You are sitting at a table in the middle of the room, with three other men, playing cards. My expression is a mix of surprise and dismay.
"Hi Babe. Umm, what's up?" I ask carefully.
"I'm playing cards." You don't even raise your eyes to look at me. "We had plans to go out tonight, didn't we?" I ask, with no trace of doubt in my voice.
"The plans changed," and again, you don't turn to look at me. I walk to the bedroom and slam the door shut. At the table, one of your buddies makes a low whistle, and says "You're in trouble now" and the... Continue»
I never knew my dad.
That's not an excuse for what I've become – and that's not to say I need an excuse – it's just a simple fact that some people find relevant when trying to examine what I've become.
Anyway, he was killed in a plane crash before I was born. Technically, he was killed in a plane crash while I was being born, but he died without knowing that. He'd been overseas at a business conference when my mom called to tell him she was going into labor, and had boarded the first plane he could back to North America. Ironically, it wasn't that long, turbulent, twenty hour flight that... Continue»
"Oh my god!"
My wife looked up over the muscular shoulder of the huge black guy nailing her on our bed. Her long tanned legs wrapped around v-shaped torso. "Hi honey. What are you doing home early?"
"Kelli what the fuck's going on here?!"
At that, the black guy turned and shot me a nasty glance. "What's it look like we doing, genius? I'm dicking your old lady. Now get out of here fuckshit I ain't finished."
"Better go downstairs dear," Kelli said, smiling. "I'll be down later to explain."
Of course I was shocked, but what else could I do? I went downstairs poured myself a drink ... Continue»
My name is Dan. I'm doing okay, you? I see. Well if you are going to be listening to my thoughts please keep the volume down, I am trying to think. Some things are going on that have got me very mixed up and I have to concentrate. Like most overly complicated things in life, a woman is involved.
I have to admit that I have always been bothered by my penis size. I've seen smaller dicks online by typing 'small penis' in google but mine is defiantly nothing to boost about at around five inches. I worry that girls are gonna laugh at me, which would be mean, or that I just won't be able to get t... Continue»
We decided to have a light breakfast: toast, orange juice, and coffee. We were still naked as I started the coffee and Don filled the toaster.
I sat at the table and watched him buttering the toast. I loved watching his hairy shoulders and arms flex as he buttered. Occasionally, his ass cheeks would flex, too. I silently left my chair at the table and crept up behind him. I knelt, placed my hands on his fur covered ass cheeks, spread them, and buried my face in his ass.
He flinched when I first touched his ass, and he dropped the butter knife. He quickly placed his hands on the co... Continue»
I went out to a gay bar after too much drinking at another bar to cruise for a guy to suck. I usually try to set up encounters over the internet but it was very late in the night and I wanted a cock in my mouth as soon as possible, my mouth was watering at the thought of one being in my mouth.
After buying a drink and standing near dance floor hoping a man would come up and take my head and put his cock in my mouth it wasn't happening. I walked around and tried to make myself look like I was really trolling for it... It finally worked!
I've never had been with a black man before so I w... Continue»
I'm a 100% top man. I love to fuck and have never had the slightest thought of letting someone fuck me. In all my years, I've never had anyone lick my ass. I don't let anyone play with it either. I'm a fucker and enjoy dishing it out to hot little bottoms with a tight hole. The holes are few and far between these days now that I'm 25 years old. I don't get as many hot bottoms. I prefer guys 20+, but I'll talk with anyone.
A few weeks ago, I was chatting with this high school sophomore guy online. He was young, and I'd call a twink. He was almost 120 pounds and nearly 5' 6" tall. He was buil... Continue»
Jen had nice tits. They were in the high C range and looked very large
on her small 5'2 frame. They were soft and had a nice bounce to them.
It was nothing short of perfection that she had given Blake lap dance
the year prior in New York. Blake's cock when fully erect was an impressive
9 - 10 inches. The
throbbing feel when hard was juxtaposed by its floppy movement when shook
Donny found out through Twyla one night and had been having sexy
dreams since. They would usually revolve around Blake emasculating him
and having Donny get him off in full view of Jen.
Now for your listening pleasure i made up a song for you all...a NEW SONG FOR U SING ALONG NOW EVERYBODY....IF YOU ARE HORNY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS ...IF YOU ARE HORNY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS ....IF YOUR HORNY AND YOU KNOW IT THEN YOUR FACE WILL SURELY SHOW IT...IF YOUR HORNY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS..CLAP CLAP THANK YOU, THANK YOU... HAHAHA... LOL... FUNNY SH-T FOR SURE... CAN YOU SEE THAT BEING PLAYED WITH THE HOKIE POKIE AT THE SKATING RING HAHAHAHA HOW WAS THAT BOYS AND GIRLS HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!!! Full service provider no greek IN THE GRECIAN LANGUAGE OF REDBOOK THAT M... Continue»
The clamps were tight, almost too tight. Nah, I LOVE them super tight. And the chain between them was just heavy enough to make them tug me. All the time. My stockings were thigh highs, sheer grey and so soft against my freshly shaven legs. Dark grey suede heels with open toes showing off my red nails, but only three inch because I can't walk well on higher ones. I was completely shaven and feeling very feminine, even though I knew that I didn't look very feminine, even with my makeup and wig. But he didn't mind that. He liked it. A lot. His sweet cock was pushing against his jeans as I posed ... Continue»
In addition to my previous story about my first time with an older man, I will continue on the stories of our fun.
Since the first time that he had suduced me and sucked me off and I the same to him, we hadn't really had any time or chsnces to play again. Due to his k**s and wife being around most of the time. We never wanted to chance getting caught but there were times I was over the house were I would sneak in a jerk off and leave my load of cum in his wife's dirty panties in the bathroom. He knew what I was doing in there and would enter the bathroom after I had left. One time while eve... Continue»
I still remember the first time that i dressed for someone else. It was during studies in University, there was a party and we all had to show up dressed. Something like pre-Halloween!!!!
During that time i used to date an older man. We were meeting up at pubs and bars in the city close to my campus. He was local, married and due to that there was a lot of secrecy. We were usually ending up at parking lots in his car. Not the best place to have sex but still better than nothing.
This party was the perfect opportunity. I asked him to come too. As you can easily guess my choice was to dress a... Continue»
In high school I hung out regularly with four other straight guys. We were a little nerdy but quite typical boys– preoccupied with girls, sex and how our young cocks were shaping up.
One Saturday we were hiking out in the hills and we started talking trash about how big our cocks were. We had seen each other in the gym showers and we kind of knew what each of us had down there. But, still, it turned into a good-natured argument.
I told the guys that what really matters is how big a cock is when it's fully erect – not when it's limp. So we each dared each other to pull down our pants and... Continue»
It took Marco a full 20 hours to wake up after the work out the fellas and I gave him, he looked around trying to figure out where he was, it was early in the morning just before sunrise, Marco got up and quietly made his way to the door, I was sitting on the porch with a couple of the guys waiting to greet the morning sun with a few blunts. “Hey! He’s finally awake” one of the guys said pointing behind me at Marco, “how you doing” I asked genuinely concerned, for one reason or another Marco stayed silent and eyed us, “he asked you a question” another one of the guys said snapping his head tow... Continue»