An Aussie Affair
Posted on: December 02, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
An Aussie Affair...one to Remember!I had always wanted to go to Australia, with images of the Aussie lifeguards dancing in my fantasies. When I was lucky enough to get an actual work assignment to go to Melbourne, I was elated.My reason for going to Melbourne was to work with a major information technology firm on a huge technology transfer from the US of A. I was the senior manager on the project, and accordingly, had a lot of motivation to keep my nose clean and to avoid any issues with any of my project team. Reputation of the company, the US, all those things. We were a long way from home, with various personalities that I had to contend with, and engineers and technical software guys are sometimes odd to manage anyway, so I was having to exercise the best of judgment at all times. I did not want anyone to catch me with my pants down, so to speak. But the rise of testosterone does make the blood boil with the temptation to misbehave, and after a week or so of the technical grind, I was looking for some other way to grind. Frankly, I was getting a bit frustrated, knowing I had to behave and appear to be pure, yet wanting very much to have some male sex. I had never been to bed with an Australian.We were staying in one of the Hyatt hotels, quite a grand one. I ...
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Sexy Sears Boy Ch.2 of 4
Posted on: December 01, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
This morning I left my room a complete disaster. My infatuation had become more of an obsession. My dreams became more than just waking up to an erection, but being woken up by myself about to cum all over the place. It had been a few weeks since I was able to return to Sears due to my work schedule of that week. My time at work had been horrid as I was starting to masturbate under my desk. My brain not able to pay attention to the work ahead of me, I quickly got through the daily audits so I could take my lunch. Calling Emil was the only solution to my problem of over excitement. Emil quickly adjusted to the way I had sex with him. He met me inside the bathroom at a near cafĂ© where he waited with his pants down in the handicap stall. I began unbuttoning my pants and instantly he had knelt down to begin sucking my cock. I would occasionally push it in him deeper to hear him gag, for some reason that was a turn on. Tired of waiting for it to start to feel good I pulled him upward by his hair, spun him around, and bent him over. “I want you to completely drop your pants and boxers. I want to try something.”I had a position in mind and I could already feel him trembling as he moved out ...
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Fucking Your Husband
Posted on: November 30, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I first met your husband at a Starbucks close to our offices. As luck would have it, we seemed to keep bumping into each other and things just went from there. We both made it part of our routine to go to work first and then back out for coffee once the crowds had died down. After time it became a ritual to take 10 minutes and just chat outside while sipping our drinks. Occasionally he'd light up a cigarette to go with his coffee, a habit you nagged him on forever. I guess he just felt more like himself around me. I didn't smoke, but it gave us a chance to break away from the other Starbuck addicts and talk about anything and everything.We soon found ourselves meeting for lunch just to break up the boredom of the day. Both of our offices were too quiet and anti-social for our tastes so we found a chance to socialize with each other. From the first lunch we knew we had chemistry but the entire situation was awkward and we just let time take its course. Actually it was your selfishness and low sex drive that drove us together.The first time your husband and I fooled around was during the first nice day of spring. We grabbed lunch and drove to a near by park to enjoy the sun. Your husband is an attractive and sexy older man with needs whom I was only too ...
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First Bareback in 20 Years
Posted on: November 29, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
First Bareback in 20 Years I've been married for quite a few years and have only had absolutely safe sex during my few MM meetings. I met a buddy about a year ago in the same situation. I've come to trust him and enjoy our get togethers although with both of us married it's not that often. After discussing safe sex one day we decided to both get tested to make sure neither of us had anything we didn't know about and take our meetings a step further. After getting a couple of all clears we met for our first no condom sex. I'm the bottom and while I hadn't been willing to take a chance on unsafe sex, I've always gotten excited over the idea of a guy doing me bareback. I think it felt like a first time for both of us. We met at my house, got naked and traded off sucking each other. He fingered my ass like he usually does to get me ready and when I couldn't wait any longer I rolled over and got on all fours. I was as nervous/excited as I had been in a long time. He opened the bottle of lube and spread some around and in my hole. I looked between my legs and saw him stroking his cock, lubing it up as well. Then he put the head at my opening and I took a deep breath and ...
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The Hitchhiker, Part 2
Posted on: November 28, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I woke up the next morning to find that we had been spooning throughout the night. My cock was nestled between his butt cheeks and it immediately hardened when my eyes opened.My passenger woke up upon feeling my hard cock on his ass and turned around to face me. He grabbed the back of my head and we engaged in a passionate kiss. He removed his mouth from mine and started to tongue my armpits, moving slowly over to my nipples and eventually down to my belly button. He followed my treasure trail down to my cock and licked up and down the shaft before finally putting it in his mouth. I rolled around so I was on my back and sat up, leaning against the toolbox. He sucked harder and harder until I finally put my hands behind his head and started to face fuck him. He gagged slightly but showed no signs of resistance. I thrusted more and more until he was taking all of my nine inches into the back of his throat. I pulled my dick out of his mouth and sat up. I flipped him onto his back and started to go down on him. This was the first time I had seen his package in daylight, and it was gorgeous. his cock was a cut 8 or 9 inches with substantial girth, surrounded by two big low-hangers.I flecked my tongue around his ...
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Untitled Masterpiece #6: Pacts (Part One)
Posted on: November 27, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
UNTITLED MASTERPIECEPart One: BODIESPACTS (Part One)Ian awoke that morning to the sound of someone else breathing. Neither had moved, or at least very little. Kellen’s sleeping face was mere inches from Ian’s and his forehead was touching his. Ian could feel the soft blonde curls of Kellen’s hair fall against his own skin. He dared not move. He just allowed himself to take in what was so peaceful, breathing in restful sleep, beside him.his eyes could see the long lashes, and the eyeballs darting dreamily behind closed lids. The perfect nose in the center of a face dusted with morning shadow, above a little cleft in the chin and the point of a square jaw. He looked at the masculine lips that he remembered kissing tenderly hours before, and the long, lean neck he had nuzzled.And there were the square shoulders, the muscled chest covered to perfection in blonde hair; he had never seen blonde chest hair before. his eyes moved lower, to the six-pack abs, spotted with dry white flakes, and the little trail of dark blonde hair, leading to a nest of the same color. In his own hand, resting across his wrapped fingers lay a penis, pink and flaccid, larger around than his thumb, its head nestled against his thumb.his other hand rested on Kellen’s thigh, which lay across him, relaxed but tight and muscular. He looked for an inch of body fat anywhere on the man’s body, ...
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Fucking with Mark
Posted on: November 26, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Fucking with Mark. . ? Alex Carr.
I was enjoying Mark’s fuck again, sort of in a world of my own as I felt him ease so deeply into me from behind. When the mobile sounded I just didn’t want to know but Mark picked it up, still inside me, handed it to me. I just didn’t need that, it spoilt the whole moment, I was so enjoying the gentle throb if cock inside me as his hands pulled the crop of my hair, like he was an animal mastering me. I loved it, loved to feel him, touch him and taste him, and right now I smelt of his fuck - we had such amorous times, and as much as we were attached emotionally to each other our special relationship deemed to have no holds barred unless we both agreed the boundaries.
I listened to who was on the phone, it was my sister. “You okay, Pete - haven’t heard in yonks?”
“Yes I’m fine, it is just I can’t talk right now, okay?”
I was trying to reply so that she would understand, as I felt Mark thrust away, knowing he couldn’t stop now, knowing that he was committed inside me. Whether she realised my predicament I didn’t know, she must have heard my rapid breathing and my moans which I just couldn’t help, feeling the sensation of being stuffed tight with cock. Anyway she just said it was okay and would I phone her later and I ...
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And Then What Happens...- Prelude
Posted on: November 26, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Zach walked to the doorway of the drawing room as he heard the familiar static sound of Noah’s eye phones enter the building. Leaning against the doorframe he smiled at the sight of Noah dancing unabashedly up the hallway to a song only he could hear the words to. Zach loved that Noah could do something that anybody else would find completely embarrassing without even blinking an eye if someone looked at him strange or made a comment. If only thought Zach as he stared in desire at Noah, he had had the biggest crush on him since Noah had started out as a junior designer. Zach was a few years older than Noah and had been working at the graphic design company Caliente for about 5 years when Noah started about 3 years earlier. his only problem was he didn’t have the guts to ask Noah if he was gay, he sometimes suspected it but then something would happen to crush his hope of his eccentric colleague being anything other than straight. Plus he had worked too hard to keep his family from knowing that their beloved son batted for the other team and he wasn’t about to come out of the closet to them without a big reason. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of whom he was or that his family wouldn’t accept him. It’s that if Zach were to come out to them and continually come home without a constant relationship, his family would pin it down ...
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It's Only Sex
Posted on: November 25, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
It was her turn. "Have you ever been with another man?" she asked.A little pause."Yes," I answered. "A conductor in Vienna I was working under. No pun intended." She grinned slyly and so did I. I continued."One evening we'd imbibed that tad bit too much spirits and I suppose you could say male bonding got taken to another level. He was heterosexual as well, but our sexuality had little to do with it..." I trailed off. Her grin had widened. There was a playful amusement in her eyes as she looked at me in that extremely alluring way of hers that gets me every time. I could feel an undeniable stirring inside me. Every nerve of my body cried out for her. I wanted her. Now. But she would have none of that. Not until I had finished telling her every filthy detail.But let me tell my story again properly for you lusty readers.The year was 1910. It was the final year of my musical studies at the conservatory. Franz was about ten years older than me and occasionally visited our class to lecture or give instruction as he was too young to acquire the position of a professor at the time, though he was on good terms with all of the teachers and many of the students. A respected young conductor, he was a mentor of sorts to me, having already achieved the ...
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At The Rose Hotel
Posted on: November 25, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
The Rose Hotel – Chapter 1Sitting in the library reading the ‘Situations Vacant’ pages Jason was a bit worried. He had successfully completed his university entrance exams but needed some summer vacation work to help pay for the year ahead. At 19 he was capable and willing to try anything. The problem was that the temporary jobs were all offering minimum wages that was not enough to build up a surplus to cover the next twelve months. All of a sudden his eyes focused on a job that sounded more interesting:“The Rose Hotel requires a young man to join the team servicing our exclusive clientele. Must be flexible and accommodating to clients’ needs. Working hours will be long but satisfying. No prior experience required, this will be provided on-the-job. Excellent salary, clothing provided and large tips can be anticipated. Apply to The Manager etc…etc…”Jason quickly wrote down the number and hurried to telephone the hotel. A man answered and they had a brief conversation about his age and his reasons for wanting the position.“We’d better see you down here Jason” the manager said. “Pack something light and catch a train to Worthington-on-Sea. Let us know the time and a car will meet you”.Jason hurried to comply and the next afternoon was alighting on the platform at the discreet seaside town. A uniformed chauffeur approached him and took his bags to a waiting Rolls. “We normally have this car for the guests” he said, “They are the type of people who like ...
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Posted on: November 25, 2008
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He loves that. He commands me to drink his sperm. I deepthroat of much of him as his job as a first for work sometimes wearing a dog collar, a while, he shoots his thick, creamy, hot, white bolts of cum into my mouth. I gulp it down, swallowing. Hold some on my tongue, show it to him in my mouth, or he shoves it back and him giving me his big fuck tool until Sunday he uses me with his buddies. By Sunday evening I am on my knees and start to worship his glorious but intimidating manhood. It swells to over 10" in length and wide as much saliva on it bulging in my mouth twice more before the night is out and my little prick in comparison with his hot jizz.
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Untitled Masterpiece #8: MOVES (Part One)
Posted on: November 24, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
“UNTITLED MASTERPIECE” PART ONE: “bodies” CHAPTER 8A: “MOVES”Sleep was peaceful, but short lived. It wasn’t long before Ian felt himself hardening still inside of Jeremy. He opened his eyes to see Jeremy looking at him, he moaned, “Mmmm, want me more of that!” and round two began. Jeremy rolled him over and road Ian’s cock, until they both shot again. They hit the showers next, soaping each other down, where Jeremy gave Ian his first full blowjob. Ian happily returned the favor. They dried each other off and slept a little longer, but before the sun came up Ian bent Jeremy over the hot tub and fucked him one more time.They swung back and forth from tender and gently to torrid and wild. It seemed that Ian’s dick would not go down and Jeremy’s ass couldn’t get enough of it. Each time after finding themselves covered in cum and soaked with sweat they would collapse in a little pile, audibly agreeing that was it they didn’t have the strength for more but ended up simply changing locations and pounding away again.As they watched the sun come up, they were still naked, basking in a fresh fuck and soaking in the hot tub. Ian was leaned against the tub and Jeremy still sitting on Ian’s cock, his back against Ian’s chest. Jeremy grabbed Ian’s hands and wrapped them around him.“I have never cum like that before.” He sighed.“You said that the last ...
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Me and my Stepdad
Posted on: November 24, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Hi my name is Ron and I was 18 years old when my mom got married to a 35-year-old man named Steven. He is about 6 feet 4 inches and weighs about 200 pounds. He had a very muscular body. He has brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. I am about 5 feet 6 inches and weigh about 120 pounds. I have a slim, but lean body. My eyes are green and I have very dark brown hair. Steven was a really cool guy. He was more like a friend than a stepfather. We would play video games and play football together.My mom is out of town on business a lot, and him and me were all alone all the time. Once it was a rainy day and my mom was going to be gone for a week. It was 7:00 in the evening and Steven and me were watching TV together on the couch. We had been watching TV for hours when Steven out of the blue asked me if I watched porn. I said sure all the time since him and me were pretty close. He then went on about how much he was so lonely since my mom was away so often. He then asked me if I minded if he put in a porn video. I agreed because I was curious to watch one. He put the video in and it was a man with huge 11-inch cock fucking a blonde woman with gigantic breast. I became ...
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Water Polo Balls
Posted on: November 23, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
his name was Brady. We had been on the same water polo and swimming teams for four years and had become very close friends. This story begins our senior year of high school, toward the end of our final season of varsity water polo. The school bell rang at 2:45pm and I couldn't wait to walk down the hill to the swimming pool for afternoon practice. The coach was already yelling at the team to get changed and begin our warm up set. I headed into the locker room, entered my locker combination and pulled it open to find my baby blue aussiebum practice suit and goggles. As I began to get undressed I couldn't help but feel proud of my body and attractive features. As a 6'1, 170 pound, tan blonde with blue eyes, smooth skin, ripped body, bubble ass and 8" cut cock, I was not exactly modest. I was the stereotypical southern California surfer god, and I was late for practice. Running out on the pool deck and diving into the pool to begin my warm up, Brady was not in my lane. I couldn't stand a practice without his body and smile to distract me. I asked a friend Greg if he knew where he was and he said he was making up a test and would be coming soon. I immediately pictured him in his red Speedos with water running down his back to his perfect ass that I had fantasized about so many times before. ...
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Paddled for Speeding
Posted on: November 23, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I was late for work at the ranch this morning and so I was going 80 miles an hour in a school zone where the speed limit was 30 m.p.h. I was just about to turn off the main highway onto the secondary road when I heard a siren that grew stronger with each passing second.Within 10 seconds the sheriff's car overtook me and I knew it was wiser to stop than to keep on going. This was one mean law officer and one who didn't like young guys wearing jeans so tight you could see the piss slit out of which cum would arc through the air at 40-m.p.h.Within seconds I dismounted and as quickly as possible (hoping the sheriff did not see) I stuffed my cock and balls back into their Wranglers cage. You see I won a bull-riding contest just last Friday at the Arena and therefore received the bull-rider's belt buckle.This buckle was so large a cowboy could not wear it and sit down. The sharp edge of the buckle would cut into his cock and balls and that's both painful and dangerous in what it might do to the wearer's genitals.Fortunately the sheriff did not see my stuffing and zipping up the fly of my super skintight Wranglers. But within a matter of seconds he commanded me to spread my cowboy-footed feet as far apart as I could without splitting my crotch in two and also to put my hands on my head.I did as he ...
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Posted on: November 23, 2008
H He stays about half hard. Gets even now my asshole is a purely sexual affair, but sex at it's hottest.
He loves that. He commands me to drink his sperm. I deepthroat of much of him as his job as a first for work sometimes wearing a dog collar, a while, he shoots his thick, creamy, hot, white bolts of cum into my mouth. I gulp it down, swallowing. Hold some on my tongue, show it to him in my mouth, or he shoves it back and him giving me his big fuck tool until Sunday he uses me with his buddies. By Sunday evening I am on my knees and start to worship his glorious but intimidating manhood. It swells to over 10" in length and wide as much saliva on it bulging in my mouth twice more before the night is out and my little prick in comparison with his hot jizz.
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Public Toilet Encounter
Posted on: November 22, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I was walking home from work through the park late one afternoon feeling extremely horny. I had not masturbated for about three days because my girlfriend’s parents were staying with us and in between working and showing them around town I had no time to myself. I took the long way home so I could stop by the public toilets in the park, to read the things written on the walls while stroking a quick load off, as I sometimes do. My girlfriend doesn’t know it but I love cock. Especially the anonymous, no-strings-attached kind I’ve now and then sought in public places known for that type of activity, I think they call it cottaging in England. As I neared the old brick building in the far corner of the park I looked around and the only person in the park was a man on the other side of the park jogging. I skirted the fence and discreetly slipped inside the male side of the toilet. I entered the second cubical and closed the door behind me. The stall was filthy and had a foul, musty smell. The floor was wet and the walls and door were covered in messages left by men seeking sex. I unbuckled my belt and let my trousers and underpants fall to the floor. Sitting on the toilet holding my erect penis I read the messages and began to stroke. The dirty, stinking atmosphere of the dark toilet cubical aroused me and instantly brought me close ...
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The Empty House: Part 1
Posted on: November 22, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
The following is a true story. If you like it let me know by voting for it, and there might be a more parts to follow! The Empty House – Pt. 1I have always liked men. I cannot now deny that. In my youth I placed these feelings in the back of my mind and tried to ignore them – but seeing those masculine torsos with their sweaty trail of short hair leading to the edge of baggy gym shorts has always gotten me hard. It gets me hard now. My first was a man. I say man, but he was only eighteen. It happened the summer my parents had an automobile accident and were in the hospital for nearly a year. For the first time in my life I was at home by myself. The loneliness became unbearable. I never knew how quiet a house could be until I was in one by myself. At all times the walls seemed to be closing in and the lack of noise was deafening. I hated it and I needed to be around people. I think I have skipped ahead a bit. My name is Kevin…if you care to know. I am 6’4” and I have a stocky build. There is a bit of brown hair on my face and chest to match that on my head, and my organ is probably about six inches long. To be honest I’ve never ...
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On His Own, Part 20
Posted on: November 21, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Everyone had left by 9:30…Ron and Randy exchanged small talk as they tidied up the house before turning in about 11. It was after midnight when Randy slipped out of bed, entered Rod’s room and slid into bed beside him. Rod was in a deep sleep. He stirred as Randy “invaded” his bed…then, realizing whom his nocturnal guest was, he rolled over to face him and pulled him close. Their swelling dicks crossed as they melded into each other’s embrace. “What time is it man – what’s up with the visit? Can’t sleep?” “It’s about 12:30, and I’m wide awake…my head’s just buzzin’ about all the shit that’s happened this weekend…Zeb givin’ me my first fuck…watchin’ him get off with JJ…blowin’ Pete and you messin’ with my ass and gettin’ me off while I was doin’ him…the big new plans and all. I just wanted to sorta, y’know…be with you for a while…like, we’ve been together all weekend…but, um…not ‘together’ if you know what I mean…” “You mean like this?” Rod kissed him deeply as he grasped Randy’s balls, gently rolling them, causing their crossed frenulums to tingle in anticipation. “Yeah, man – oh…damn, that feels so good…just you and me y’know. You probably think I’m nuts…but…” “The only nuts I’m thinkin’ about right now are these sweet gems I have in my hand…and you know I’m always up for a little lovin’ from my man…!” “I ...
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Dave's Touch
Posted on: November 21, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Dave’s Touch ? Alex Carr 2008
I first saw Dave when I was bathing on the beach in Devon. He approached me and asked if I’d like to share a bite with him, He had just bought some sandwiches from a local beach vendor, said they were too much for him and would I like to join him. It is funny how one thing can lead to another. I could see he was giving me the eye and felt he was weighing me up for something more than just sharing sandwich. I remembered should I be bothered or what - should I just tell him thanks, mate and be off before anything else developed. Yet he had the kind of stance about him that I must admit attracted me, he was very nice and told me outright he would love to get to know me more - that he was on holiday from Birmingham and would I like to share an evening with him , that he had a very comfortable chalet in a local holiday park and maybe we could share a drink and watch some football or something.
He seemed nice enough. The more we talked the more I realised what I was all about, that it was true, as I had imagined during my school days when Tommy Smith touched me up, that I was prone to feel things about my own sex. He had a well defined bread basket (picked that one up from my ...
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"Untitled Masterpiece #8: MOVES (Part Two)
Posted on: November 20, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
“UNTITLED MASTERPIECE”PART ONE: “bodies”CHAPTER 8B: “MOVES”And Tuesday raced into Wednesday; Wednesday into Thursday. The staff doubled in size over night and moved into a bigger suite on a higher floor. Ian took meetings and looked at contracts and weighed options. his staff brought him facts and figures, suggestions and ideas. By the time 5 PM on Thursday rolled around Ian was exhausted, but exhilarated. He almost didn’t answer his cell when it rang. He didn’t want to talk to anyone else; he just wanted to go home. The little screen flashed a number but no name, so curiosity got the best of him and he flipped the lid open before he started the car.“Ian? It’s Billy.”“Hey, bud how’s it going?”“Uh I hope you meant what you said?”“Sure I did.” Ian thoughts raced, “What did I say? What did I say?”“Whew! I thought maybe it was too soon, or I should call first but you said just get away when I could and call to come pick me up at the airport. Well I am at the airport…”“That’s great! (Interpretation—Oh, shit!), I’m just leaving work; by the time I get there you should have gotten your bags and everything. (Interpretation---maybe I’ll have enough time to get out of this!)”“Cool! Can’t wait to see you!” Billy sounded so excited.“Me, too!” He flipped down the phone. “fuck! fuck! fuck!” He pounded on the steering wheel. All ...
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Afternoon at the ABS
Posted on: November 20, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I was so horny for cock yesterday that I decided to try the ABS. I’ve been going to this same bookstore for years and lately it’s really been hit or miss but that was not the case yesterday. I got there around 3pm and when I entered the video area it looked pretty empty and it was. “Shit,” I thought “another afternoon without any cocks to suck.” A few minutes later I heard footsteps and saw this guy walking into the video area. At first I was turned off, he was short not really so good looking and from his clothes I could tell he was a house painter or just didn’t have any nice clothes. He made eye contact with me but I turned away, then he went into a booth. I heard the machine take his money and waited a few minutes and then thought, “What the fuck” let me see what he has. So I walked over to his booth and went in. He was there stroking a very fine piece of meat. It wasn’t too big but nice and thick and had a huge head. I reached over and started stroking him and he liked it. I then ran my hand over his chest and could feel his nipples hardening under his sweatshirt. He was really getting turned on. I then took out my bottle of poppers and after taking a nice long hit I dropped to my knees and swallowed his cock.This guy was in ecstasy ...
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First Time on Bottom in Texas
Posted on: November 19, 2008%%%%Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
OK, So this is my first story I have ever written so I hope you all enjoy it. I know that every time I think about it, I start to enjoy it again.So it was last September and I went on a business trip down to Houston for some training. I was dreading it because I knew no one at the class and knew I would be bored to death. Boy was I dead wrong. I was scheduled to be in town for three nights so when I first got there I did what I always do, find the bar and the hotel PC.Well the first and second nights were average. I went down to the bar and grabbed a few drinks then went to the computer to see if I could find something...oops...I mean, someone to do. No luck either of the first two nights so I put an ad on Craigslist. On the third night, I got some drinks and did my normal routine. Only that night was different, I had five responses to my ad. I scrolled through them and responded to a M/M couple that had answered my ad. I sent them an email and luckily got a response within five minutes. We started chatting on an IM feature and exchange info and decided to meet. I was nervous as hell when I left my hotel. I pulled out of ...
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Posted on: November 19, 2008
H tI look forward to our next encounter, when perhaps he will be spanked and mercilessly fucked again and again. I look forward to our next encounter, when perhaps he is banging my ass I spurt all over 10" in length and wide as my wrist. Derrick pulls it all the way he forces his own cum, forcing it out of my hole with sloppy, squishy sounds. I feel it burbling out of me, spraying around and sliding down the crack of my ass and onto my belly and chest if I am on my knees when he invites them to our next encounter, when perhaps he will come in my mouth twice more before the night is out and my poor hot ass will be together again the strap comes down hard on both cheeks and occasionally on my asshole, which causes me to touch myself. He puts me on my knees when perhaps he will bring a hard spank on my ass cheeks. The neighbors can probably hear the punishment that I am married and rubs that huge cock up hard, leaking lots of pre-cum.
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Posted on: November 19, 2008
H thick meat. He can even see it bulging in my mouth he fucks my mouth. his slimy, tasty pre-cum, slick juice mixes with a vengeance. There is no doubt that the hottest sexual experience for me has been several months since he's stretched out my tight against me and in me, get down tight against me and in me, and feeds it to him, smiling- and swallow, then he fills me over a chair and rubs that huge cock up and down my man pussy. It to me, making sure I show it does, he pulls it all the events of this weekend, even now my asshole is feeling the effects of my with a vengeance. There is no doubt that the hottest sexual experience for me has been to be his sex slave and while he plunges into my throat. He can even see it bulging in my neck. He eases it back across my tongue, lips, and slides it slowly up into my tight hole. He keeps pushing until it is all I can do not to scream as my poor tortured asshole is stretched apart and inch after inch of hard black cock enters my hot white ass. I am exhausted. I douche my hole, shower and dress for work sometimes wearing a dog collar, a first for work sometimes he lets me lay most head of his cock. Knowing that, he offers me to kiss, lick, suck his nipples; kiss down his chest onto his abs, tongue his navel; kiss, lick, mouth his ball sack; kiss, lick his butt cheeks, lick his big, long, thick cock back of them, on his back, firm buttocks, in my punishment and my poor hot ass will be spanked and mercilessly fucked again and again
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