Colorado
I had a previous account with the name of renegadebob. I had to close that account for a while and lost all of my friends and stories that I wrote. Some of you may remember me.
I am a white male who loves servicing blackmen and women.
When I grew up, Boulder, Colorado, there was only one bookstore and that was at 15 and Arapahoe St. Down in the basement they had the booths and each booth had a glory hole. I had never sucked a cock until one day I was sitting in my booth stroking my fat cock to a straight film when a big black cock came through the glory hole into my booth. Before I knew it, and without even thinking about it I was on my knees sucking that cock. From that moment on I was a bbc slut. The cock was huge and the skin as soft as possible and so big that even with a full hardon it could not stand out straight. I sucked until he shot his load down my throat, another fist to have swallow cum.
When He pulled back I got up and walked to his booth door and knocked. He let me in and we talked for a few minutes. He lived in Eben G. Fine Park housing and I am became his slut. As a barber he cut hair at a salon and also at home. I would go by his apartment and suck his cock between haircuts. I absolkutely loved that man and his giant cock.
He moved to Aspen a few years later and I have not seen him since, although I would love to see him and suck him again.
I would love to be part of a group of guys who meet regularly to suck cock and jack off here in Colorado. Especially if I was the only white guy!
This is a true story the only kind I write
June 23, 2011, 1:48 pm
then my hand slid down the inside of ur tight denim pants and my fingers found their way 2 ur wet hot tight hairless pussy....remember u were so wet with excitement?...my 2 fingers slid into while my thumb diddled ur excited pinkish clitty while ur hot hole bathed my fingers with ur hot creamy cunt cream while u moaned and ur breaths became heavier veach time my fingers went deep inside of u and u asked me to slide my other 2 fingers into ur asshole and how hot, tight and sticky ur butthole felt squeezin my fingers hard.then cj steps out of the closet with his hardon in his hand strokin and aq
February 4, 2011, 5:48 pm
The story is true to the best that I recall but I'll take the liberty to fill in some blanks with how I think things happened. It was about five years ago, so the details aren't too far out of my memory. Sorry if it's a bit long.
We lived in Colorado, just a little outside of Denver. There was an adult theater in town that I visited alone maybe a dozen times and where my wife Jan and I went together a few times. She doesn't like me going to those places alone. On this particular Friday night I went to a welcome home party for a friend that had recently come back from Iraq. We had a few bee
May 30, 2012, 12:48 pm
el juego continuo, tenia gana de hacerselo facil o quiza solo eran ganas de saber como la chupaba, asi que puse mi pene en sus labios
-mmmmmm. musito,lamio, chupo, poco a poco se la trago, creo que me estoy haciendo una idea bastante grande, mmmmmm
la deje disfrutar y vaya, a mi tambien me hacia disfrutar, se le daba bien el frances
- creo que vas a acertar , creo que si aciertas te lo vas a llevar de premio
-siiiiiii, tu polla para mi en la boca
el juego continuo despues de que chuparas con deleite tu premio , puse mi nuca en tu boca, lamiste y chupaste pero no decias nada
- no se ,
May 28, 2012, 10:48 am
My Friends by Andy G.
Sometimes life presents us with very interesting situation. Many non-Gay males have experiences with another males in their life. This is what happened to me. The setting begins at my friend’s camp located on a river that flows into the Gulf of Mexico.
My friend, Tom and I sat leisurely on the deck of his camp drinking beer. His camp overlooked a slow moving river and it was very relaxing sitting on his dock watching the water flow.
“You know this is really nice,” Tom said.
“Yeah, it is really nice just sitting here doing nothing,” I responded.
“Yeah, i
May 20, 2012, 2:48 am
As c***dren we lived near "The Colorado Railroad Museum" on West 44th Street just outside Golden, Colorado at the base of North Table Top Mountain. Is quaint building was built to look like an old fashioned train depot. Behind and along the side of the building they had collected a large collection of actual steam era locomotives and freight and passenger cars.
The neighborhood k**s hung out there because of the soda machine and candy counter. It was the only business within two miles. The director tolerated us sneaking in and climbing all over the collection of cabooses, engines and other
