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Three scoops of chocolate makes a perfect sex-sundae: Pt 1

A fuckbuddy of mine that I hadn’t seen or heard from in a few years hit me up online the other day asking if I was interested in a three-way. The pictures he posted along with his new online profile showed that *Alan was still a very handsome guy. I remember him as being preppy […]

Man with a Real Pussy: Pt 3

Evan stood just a few away from me and took his clothes off as ordered. Naked, in the late afternoon light he looked like any one of a certain type of twenty-something men I’ve been with; solidly built, hairy, muscly with ink on his arms, a beard and thick legs. His chest bore the scars […]

Man with a Real Pussy: Pt 2

The taste was foreign yet familiar, clean and earthy, the smell as hypnotic and unmistakable as I’d remembered from years ago when I was last between a woman’s legs. Truth be told it’s been thirty years since I’d gone down on a vagina but it’d only been a few days since I’d been with a […]

Young, Bored And Looking For Cock: Pt 10

I was intoxicated with the power I had over this boy. He was mine to do with as I pleased. Just thinking about being inside him and possessing his young body made my already rock hard cock throb in anticipation but I still needed to digitally open up his tight hole. He looked up at […]

Young, Bored And Looking For Cock: Pt 9

My face was just inches away from the ‘boi-pussy’ of the hot, young man I’d met online just a few hours previously and now we were both in the backseat of my car, naked. After making out and sucking each other, I was now primed and ready to rim and fuck. He’d written that he […]

Young, Bored And Looking For Cock: Pt 7

The boy ate out my ass while I masturbated. I occasionally broke the rhythm of stroking my meat by beating my rock hard meat against the top of his head. Brad may have needed to be taught how to slow down and suck cock but there was nothing he didn’t know about how to rim. […]

Young, Bored And Looking For Cock: Pt 6

I guided his head up and down my nine and half-inch shaft, holding him by the sides of his head, more gently than before but with a firm grasp lest he forget who was in charge. In no time at all he’d adapted the slower rhythm as his own; breathing through his nose, concentrating on […]