His head tossed back, and his hips swung inwards with all the force he could muster. His cock was driven deep, and the head reared back for a moment, then shot forward, releasing his cum deep inside of Brett's throat.
And then he went off in a gale of laughter. And when he could control himself again, he rolled off to the side of a Paulo immobilized by fear and shock and confusion and pulled his cock out of his prey with a sucking sound and wagged it with his hand.
I am not certain I want to go through my fantasy again as I have tried all I wanted too and more. The only regret is that we did not film the event as it would be fun to see it from my master's point of view. At 90 minutes it would have been an epic. Maybe my enjoyment of piss and cum which I think I still have will enable me to act out some of the scenes in front of the camera for my ultimate pleasure but who knows. I would love to watch it as ...
"Strip and come over here," Coach said gruffly as I entered the room, and, when I was naked, he led me to a strange alcove off the gym, which was shaped like half a hexagon and was completely lined with mirrors...on the walls, on the ceiling, and even on the floor.
He had been whispering in his ear too, kissing him on his neck, then even nibbling at his ear, all the time slowly pushing his enormous cock inside of him. The pain had been unreal, but so too had the waves of pleasure he had felt from all over.
I was rewarded with a drop of salty pre cum that was accompanied with a
little moan. I sucked and licked my sweaty lollipop toying it in my
mouth teasing drop after drop of sticky sweetness out of it.
Sufficiently lubed with spit and cum I now used my hand to start
jacking off this massive Shlong. Using my hand and mouth I knew that I
would soon get my tasty treat.
The hard penetration was becoming harder now. Each inward thrust nearly lifted him up off his feet, as the tempo suddenly slowed down. He didn't know which was harder, the rapid fire of that cock into his ass, or this new slow and deep thrusts. Each one harder and deeper than the previous one. Each one nearly making him lift up into the air. The Trooper held him tight, and he heard him groaning constantly.
He then stood further away, and snapped the whip bringing it to Andy's
ass that was still sticking up in the air. Andy was surprised how good
the whip felt on his ass, the stinging of the whip made his cock begin
to harden. Matt smacked the whip again; once again it smacked his bung hole.
This made Andy twinge with excitement and lust in his scream, his cock
was growing getting harder, Smack the whip went again landing on Andy's
ass, ...
After he'd jacked off inside me, he pulled my chest up to his, one arm around me, and stroked me off again between our bellies with the other hand. Nice enough not just to fuck and leave me.
Brad suddenly went very tense. His body stiffened as he turned his face and looked into Seth's eyes. There was a strange connection between them, as Brad just nodded. It was like a signal of defeat, which wasn't how it should be.
I love him with every fiber of my being. I loved going out into public with him. I loved the looks of envy I got from other guys on street and at the cafes for what Kenneth and I had together...that I had Kenneth and they didn't.
The anticipation of being with Colin, the naked guys in the photographs made him start to rub his crotch. It had been a long trip already, longer now thanks to his frigging car, and he hadn't had much of a chance to unwind. He loved to jerk off, did practically every morning when there wasn't someone else lying next to him. In that event, they usually helped him unwind, but out here, he would be lucky to even get a peep at some nice tight ass, ...
After a second and then a third ride, and continuous attention from the stool, I was finished with him. I turned off the stool and untied him and he just huddled there in thank-you whimpers. As a parting gesture, I untied his necktie, rolled the spent condom off my dick, and wiped my dick and then his asshole with the silk tie and stuffed it in his mouth.
Sex to him was natural, and if he liked someone, he wanted to experience them, to taste them and have them taste him. He didn't charge, even if the other was older. In fact, he rather preferred his partners to be older.
Kneeling in front of the casket, I couldn't bear leaving him. I wept. Not the bawling out kind, but the one with the tears just falling down your face. The kind of weeping that comes from the depths of your heart due to your soul gnawing at your insides in sorrow.
Every muscle in his body was tense, as he stroked himself to the floating image of Peter. The whole room was shimmering before him, as he saw Peter floating in and out. The cock would be in front of his vision, then around his face.
But it wasn't over. Flash was still as hard as ever. He turned Clint on his back and knelt below him on the divan and pulled Clint's pelvis into his hips. This time he fucked Clint in vigorous strokes. Joyfully. His eyes locked on Clint's. Full of pleasure, laughter, and lust.
Hell, I was wearing this mask for my own sake as much as my parents'. I wanted to be something other than this. I wanted to run away, to escape this reality that flung itself hard at me. How can I be so heartbroken over Arvin having a boyfriend other than me when I couldn't even accept myself for what I am?
Shawn felt himself suck in his breath, bit his lower lip as he saw the bulge. There was no doubt, Sam was sporting an erection, and the tell tale tenting of the blue shorts confirmed it to him.
And then he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Some movement over by the cabin's door. And then Ralf was bounding in the room and moving quickly toward the bed.
He was no more beautiful than at the point of his strong, three-gushes of ejaculation deep inside me. I was almost at the point of coming again myself, and Tony took care of pumping me off in a fountain of sperm between our bellies before he collapsed his sweating torso on mine.
James's power is starting to turn feral, he is losing control and its affecting his personal life and the new life he was creating at school. What else could go wrong? James is about to find out!
Jordan didn't waste any time, as he kicked his shoes off, and shoved his pants down his legs. Pushing his shorts down, he followed Chad's lead, in kicking them off, so he too was naked. His cock was harder than he had ever felt it, but looking over at Chad's throbbing pole, he realized that Chad also was harder than he had seen him be.
He kept twisting his head from side to side, his legs moved outwards, as he opened himself up fully. He wanted it, all of it, and as it kept pounding inside, he began to moan, louder and louder with each thrust. Chad heard himself begging, urging Mark to drive it in faster, to drive it in harder.
As the ship pulled away from the dock and Folsom waved to Manfeld and company and the somewhat disappointed bruiser, he turned and headed for the Alexander Lounge. Half way there, though, he was accosted by the African potentate, wanting to claim his rain check on their romp on the Helios deck lounger, and Folsom thought, what the hell, and permitted himself to be carried off to the king's cabin.
Sten gave him a wicked smile as he extracted a mouth plug and popped it into Folsom's mouth, the American still stunned by the body and cheek blows. He then tied the plug off. Folsom wouldn't be doing any talking or yelling.
The dungarees were done up, the white gleaming cock put back inside, but now Lorne leaned forward, his hands on Mile's crotch. He felt the press of the hands and just stared. He didn't move, as he felt the fingers tugging at his pants, undoing them, and reaching inside.
Ralf wrapped his arms around Folsom and rubbed skin against skin from pecs to thighs. He kissed Folsom deeply on the lips and then sat him down on the end of the bed, sank to his knees, and began giving Folsom head.