With one hand Paccino was tugged and caressed Rodrigo's bollocks, simultaneously he slipped his other hand into his pin stripped jacket and drew out his snub magnum. Then, looking at the man who stood back in the shadows.
Mark's seven inches of meat was now in the process of erecting itself big time as Jack asked him the most intimate of questions about his body and sexual likes and dislikes, and without even thinking about it, he pulled out his hot and began jerking it, while replying.
At length Glen felt his buttocks being pulled wide apart and the warm firmness of a large knob probing his anus. He sighed with anticipation. This was bliss. The man still didn't hurry, he teased for a while, but then Glen felt him tense slightly. Two hands gripped his hips.
In fact, it was the very smell of Gus that excited me more than anything. The rich aroma of manly sweat that literally oozed out of him - not least of all in bed. It was under his arms that the smell was most intense. Trapped by those thick, dark, curly hairs.
My shirt was pulled back, my trousers dropped and three pairs of hands began to stroke, pummel and push. It was Matt who first crossed the boundary of decency. He put an arm round my shoulder, forcing me to lean back onto him, while his spare hand closed over my genitals.
It was Denny who made the first move, and after pulling his friend to his feet by his dick, he kissed him softly on the mouth and whispered, Let's rub our heads together until we shoot, how does that sound!?
I sit here waiting naked in his dungeon, bound by the chains that cut into the flesh on my wrists and ankles. I am waiting for darkness to fall as I know he will come and see me then. I am awaiting my punishment for daring to have slept with one of the gypsy slaves yesterday.
He slipped his fingers under my shaft and returned the action, lifting my heavy ball sack and letting it play through his fingers as his tongue flicked up and down my shaft.
Jed had beads of sweat dripping down his face so took his face away for some fresh air. The gamekeeper changed position and knelt at Tim's shaven backside, wet his dry finger and inserted it all the way up Tim's tight hole.
It all started five nights ago when he was looking at a certain web site and he saw a video clip of a couple having sex and one of them being spanked. Knowing that was what turned me on, he saved it and told me about it the next day.
Mark gasped, as he reached for his shorts to pull them up. His blue eyes were as wide as saucers, and I realized that he was scared shitless that the big, tough, tattooed guy was gonna deck him for daring to get a hard-on while sitting half-naked on said tattoo guy's worktable.
Adam began to play with his nipples, fondling them and licking his lips, his gaze flicking between Scott and me. I replaced his hand with mine and stroked the small bud-like nipples.
holding my throbbing shaft in one hand I coated it with the other. Then I knelt on the bed and shoved forward, up behind Adam. He'd been watching me all the while, then as he realised my intention, his eyes widened.
My hand jerked faster and faster on my distended cock, and then I realised that sweat was flying from my face and body after all my exertions as I worked on my meat, and I found that I couldn't seem to stop my lips pulling back as I bared my teeth in a silent snarl of lust.
He pistoned into me for what seemed ages and damp spread beneath me as cum leaked out of me around his cock. At last his flow subsided and he lowered his head to kiss me, his face a mass of creamy sweat that poured off him and onto me.
I'm going to spank you with your shorts on first then I'm going to pull them down after a while and spank you on your bare backside, do you understand?
The five boys playing poker in Jake's dorm room all nodded their hellos to the slightly built young man before returning to their game! Peter and Bobby sat down in the corner to watch.
Now three of us were sitting on the bench and I felt excited having some hot guys shirtless and leaning against me. The oldest and biggest of the bunch Ben reached over and just placed his massive hand on my cock.
He walks over the air conditioner and begins to dismantle the outside covering. His muscles are bulging and tight, I just can't help myself as I grab my cock and begin stroking it. He turns and looks at me with the sexiest smile I have ever seen.
He stepped back from the screen, revealing his oh so tight jeans, showing me his slim body. A strange music started to play somewhere and my eyes misted over. I blinked. There was smoke across the screen.
I'm going to give your backside the spanking it deserves. I'm going to teach you to respect other people and their property and you're not going to leave this house until I think you've learnt your lesson.
I reached over and with my left hand started squeezing Eric's beautiful balls. With my right hand I grabbed John's swollen balls and started to squeeze. Both of them yelled out with pain and pleasure. I continued to squeeze and massage their balls for what seemed like hours.
The probe withdrew from his anus, the cock backed away from his lips. After a pause the consultant's hand was placed tantalizingly on his buttocks near the crack, the man's other hand grazed inner thigh up to a surprisingly sensive meridian across the lower buttock.
My face came level with the hole just as he stood up. I saw his smooth skinned thighs, a neat bush of black hair set against a white, flat stomach and a slender, young piece of flesh hanging semi-hard over a hairless, wrinkled sack.
Greek flesh and now one of the cafe lads had followed me home, stripped down to his white briefs and sucked me dry. And now I was following him to my bed.
The other lads gather at my feet and start to stroke my legs. They comment on their strength, marvelling at how another guy feels. I know that they have all wanted to try this, have all had fantasies about sex with another man.
Hands that touched the soles of my feet and slid them to one side, parting my legs gently, and allowing cool air to explore around the tops of my legs where my football shorts hung soft and silky around my thighs.
Once the check out was complete, Ron carefully pushed the cart out into the parking lot. On the short walk to Robert's car, the excitement was overwhelming. Robert, is a man in his mid- forties and Ron is a strapping 20 year old stud.
I gently stroked the base of his huge cock with my right hand, while I rested on my left elbow and bobbed my mouth up and down on his shaft of sex. It tasted good, as the previous cock had before.