Well little to me knowing Michael has this fetish that I just learned about two weeks ago. One night Michael and I were just taking a joy ride thru his town that he grew up in and that I have never been to. He pulled off the road about a mile down this dark dirt trail. About a week after we learned our new fetish we continued to do different things that had to do with smoking and sex. It was now about the end of my freshman year in college and Michael and I planned an end of the year party for just some of our friends at our apartment. The party was on a Saturday night; we had about - people over that night. Some were smokers and others were not.

Blushing all over, looking in disbelieve at the huge cock of David that juts up from Davids lap. David laughs at the way the boy holds his little hands clumsy in front of his cock, trying to hide his little hard-on. David tilts his head and whispers, "You did that real good! Benny-boy youre a born cock sucker, you did well. You liked it, didnt you? You shot your own load sucking a mans cock.

I was laying on my back and my heart was beating a million times a minute and my cock was harder than before when I felt Timmys hard dick against my hips as he pressed his cock against my briefs his hand was lightly rubbing my stomach. "NO Timmy we cant!" "Why not!" he said? "Because for one thing we are brothers and another thing is I may not be gay." "May not?" he answered sounding hopeful. I turned onto my side now facing him and told him to go to his own bed while now not really wanting him to.

-Come closer Rodolpho and put your hands here. He put them steadfast around the base of Kyles rising phallus. -What do you feel Rodolpho? -Balls, sir. -Yes, big hairy balls, and what do you feel in you? -Ticklish, very ticklish here. He pointed at his own crotch. -Is it hard? -Si, si. This was all in Spanish but I translate this more or less for you guys to follow, he said eagerly

I battled to fit the huge purple cock-head into my mouth, my teeth grazed the thick mushroom ridge as it finally filled my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around the thick throbbing shaft and began a suction as I swirled my tongue around the huge mushroom head and forced the tip of my tongue into the piss-slit, tasting the precum, oozing from it. "Oh yeah! That feels good!" Groaned the big black man as he forced more of the thick throbbing shaft down my throat.

Carl was still awake. He had flown from the east coast so his body was on east coast time. Mickie had met him at the airport and drove him around town before going to the house. It was good to see the place again. Carl had been born there and lived there a few years before his parents took him east to the colder weather, the snow and his new life.

Everyone does things that are private, secret, personal and often involve sex. Arnie found new ways to give himself pleasure all the time. He remembered the first time he did those things and tried to relive the sensations he remembered. As a boy he could double himself over and touch the tip of his cock with the very tip of his tongue..the first time he did it, his body exploded immediately and he swallowed

It was unreal, I couldnt believe I was reunited with my beloved one, we were both captives, kidnapped against our will and working for the sex industry. They didnt keep their promises though. We were not permantly together. Sometimes, in the midst of the night we were abruptly woken up, they would give us no time to get dressed. -Customer time, the disguised youngman roared, while he pulled our bedsheets in one movement from our bodies. We lay together often intertwined like snakes. Sometimes they needed us both, most of the time they wanted me or him alone.

It was so many years ago, yet I remember it as if it were yesterday. And now, I can scarcely imagine how the world could have survived for so many centuries without him and his kind. I remember it well. I had read with a mixture of arousal and fear the stories about the winged centaur. He was reported as dangerous and sexy, and accounts of him had the same type of lovehate repulsionallure reserved for highly skilled and elusive criminals, such as cat

Following the service years I began the civilian years by getting married and having children just like all other normal young men and was content for a long time. During this period I worked in construction and was earning good money but on occasion did have to travel in order to do my job. I had been lucky and had become a supertiendent for a large company and traveled around to get jobs started and to keep them on track. During this time I would, on occasion ,run into homosexuals in bars but for the most part didnt have any direct contact