Thinking back, he wished he had taken out his video recorder. The whole strip number was something out of a porn flick. Well better actually as he had twirled the shirt, had even swatted him with it in a playful manner. It all made him aware of just how good looking Chris was.
Coming back for more: "Anwar lathered up my hole and his cock again, and then I cried out and grunted as he entered me a second time. I twisted in pain, as I could feel him driving farther into me than he had before, filling and stretching me."
Learning special wrestling techniques: "I had admired his massive build a bodybuilder's barrel chest, huge arm and leg muscles, bulbous but firm butt, and tiny waist and"..
Joaquin Kangas was a walking, talking wet dream. He was six foot one, 185 pounds, had short dark brown hair and the deepest brown eyes you'd ever seen. He was all toned muscle. No fat on that body. Broad shoulders, nice chest, and abs that would make Brad Pitt jealous.
Fuck, he looks great, Brian thought. He was standing a few feet away, pretending not to notice Jason in his white boxer briefs. What Jason didn't know was that the entire set, as well as his dressing room, was full of hidden video cameras, catching every move he made.
Summer of '46...India. I spoke little of the native's language, typical of the arrogance of our nation at the time. Matru knew enough English that we could exchange pleasantries, and I made a point of greeting him every morning.
No matter how loud he turned the music up, all he could think of was the humiliation he'd suffered the other night when Pat and Mike had made his dance in his underwear, give them blowjobs, and then fucked him.
Once in his room we pushed him down on his bed. My friend held his upper body flat down on the bed while I tied his arms to the bedposts. I just love four-poster beds, don't you? Once Jake was tied my friend took my video camera from the bag and began to film me taking off Jake's sock and shoes. Then his shorts. I was right. Instead of the boxers he usually wore, he was clad in briefs.
Palmer stripped off his tie and bound Harm's wrists behind his back. He ran his strong hands up Harm's chest and massaged his pecs, flicking his nipples and rolling them between his thumb and forefingers. Harm's head fell forward and he sighed deeply.
Jimmie watched as the video continued. It was obvious that Jordan was completely out of it while Rod was tying him spread eagle onto his bed and tweaking his nipples. Jordan was putting up little resistance and was making only a few noises.
He was positioned on his hands and knees as the guys continued to feel up his hot body. Andre lowered his khakis and black silk boxers in one swift motion. He took Andy's chin in his hands. The teen's eyes were glazed as he looked up at his childhood hero.
Management liked him, customers liked him, and his co-workers liked him. Antonio was just naturally outgoing, talkative and effusive. All that, coupled with his handsome Italian-American looks and coloring made for one very sexy package.
He moved his hands over Bobby's crotch. The hypnotized stud moaned quietly as Todd massaged. Then he moved to Bobby's waist and undid his belt. He unbuttoned Bobby's pants and slowly worked the zipper the rest of the way down
The guy at the sink took the cue and put his hand on Damon's shoulder. "So you're straight? Well, let me see about that." He gently pushed the buzzed stud against the wall and lowered his other hand to his crotch.
There was Jesse, dancing around the room in nothing but his underwear, thrusting his full crotch back and forth and swiveling his hips, just like Elvis. Joey was ecstatic. Jesse was completely under his control. He shut off the CD player and Jesse stopped dancing.
He never felt anything like that before. No one had ever touched his tits before, and there was a tongue in his ear that was driving him wild! He tried to turn his head, but Jim held it firmly in place as he flicked his tongue in and out of Andy's ear.