Dear Grossao, my name is Alexandre and I like to be called Xandi. Not too long ago I found that Im horny for men. Especially our neighbor. Hes a captain in the Brazilian army, Capitao Jorge is his name. Hes tall, very muscular, a big hunk, and very, very black. Hes also my dads best friend, since they were little. Other boys make me suck their dicks, but I always escape when they try to fuck me.

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Thank you for all the feedback to part one of this true story. I will try my best to complete this story in this second part, if not I will introduce part later. As you might remember the first chapter of the story ended just like this.. He than straddled me on the couch with his two legs locking mine in place as he presented his cock to my mouth and with his hand he rubbed the head all over my lips.

Fifteen years after our first encounter, I was a mostly happily married suburban guy. My wife was seven months pregnant with our third child. Sex was not at the bottom of her list - it was off the list. Jeff calls me at the office one afternoon and asks me to give him a ride home from work because his truck was in the shop. When I agreed, he offered me a bachelor dinner - pizza and a beer.

As I lay there, feeling my cock move into his butt, I couldnt believe what we were doing. We had just gotten home and showered after an all day series of soccer matches that left my lower back sore, my legs aching and my heart still pumping. Nobody kept track of who won or lost though it started out like that. We just kept playing as guys and gals came and left. The sun baked our half naked bodies then the late afternoon chilled us so we clothed ourselves again.

It had been a long day at the conference and I was sharing a few drinks with a guy I had met there. It was after dinner and we hadnt eaten so the alcohol was taking effect as we were passing comment on the shapely arse of the bar maid. Tony commented on how nice it would be to get her in the sack and then shocked me a little by saying "I bet she would take it up the arse." I laughed off the suggestion but he continued " Do you like doing it in the back

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Lee was my best mate at school until he found out I was gay and bedded his younger brother. He went berserk. Lee used to play cricket for the club a while back but stopped playing when he was about twenty one. He was okay with me but you could tell he was not happy with my sexuality. As far as I know I was the only boy that Ian had had sex with. As I have said I had not seen him in years until I bumped into him in Morrisons. I was shopping for a few bits and pieces when there he was. "Hi Ian", I said. "Hi. How you doing", he replied seeming genuinely pleased to see me. "Okay", I responded. We talked for a couple of minutes while he told me about his wife and