"You have beautiful feet," he remarked. "Very long and narrow. You know what they say about guys with long feet?" He raised up my leg and peeked under the towel. A gleaming grin came across his handsome face. "Obviously, what they say is true." Joseph continued working on my legs, up and down, massaging the calves of my long, hairy legs.

Simon had just recently come to live on the farm. He was not much for the idea, though he loved to come here when he was a young kid, but now he was , and not really interested in his uncles farm anymore. But since his mother had to go to another country, she had made him stay with his uncle until she came back. Simon was not happy with this, as he meant that he could take care of himself, after all he was , and not a kid any longer.

"Grossao, my sister is right, your cum tastes just like Quindao, my favorite custard! Its sweet, mellow and so creamy, and it leaves an aftertaste like coconut... Why dont you use more Quindao to lube my asshole and fuck me?" The booming voice of KingKong, the nickname for the giant NBA fucker who bought Alex in my auction, breaks in. "Hey faggots, get it on. I want to see action.

Slowly, I began to come back to earth, my mind racing about per with a zillion thoughts. Wow, I thought, was that amazing, or what? I shuddered, as I recalled vividly the awesome sensation of him touching me...there....his hand rubbing up and down on my hard dick...making me shoot my sperms... big time...all inside of my boxers, and sliming his hand with the stuff too....wow...he licked it off, too! And then...oh God...just him looking at me... all naked... washing my gooey dick for me...cool...getting another bone on....shit..he did, huh...freeking...SUCKED...MY.. .COCK....and...damn..

The following is a true story of my first gay experience, and the beginning of my life as a submissive bi-sexual. My search for my first gay lover started online, and after flirting with different men for a few nights, late one night I worked up the courage to set up a meeting with a nice, older English guy I had met online. We agreed to meet at a local hour shopping plaza, and after a short cab ride I was standing face to face with Jon, the man who would shortly become my first gay lover.

The Master went to the Slaves head and removed the blindfold, after blinking for a few times the Slave smiled sexily up at his Master, his eyes filled with lust. The Master took a long drink of water and bent forwards placing his lips on the Slaves opening mouth. He released a steady stream of water into to it which the Slave swallowed greedily. As he lifted up the Slave whispered "More please Master." The Master repeated his actions another twice. " Enough?" he asked.

At years old I wouldnt usually want to go to a mens outfitters. I always bought my jeans at a market stall. However my uncle had sent me a voucher which was "only redeemable" as they say, at a particular chain of shops, the ones with changing rooms. So here I stood, naked from the waist down, being assisted in a choice of trousers. When I say "being assisted", I was in this cubicle with a guy in his s

After helping him onto the desk, I pulled his scrumptious ass to the very edge and leaned him back against the wall. His big brown eyes were glazed with lust. His full, firm lips parted sensuously as I eased his knees up against his chest. Dropping to my knees I gazed into the crack of his gaping ass. Nestled deep in a thicket of wiry fluff, I spied the reddish hew of his small rosebud. Parting his mane of ass fur, I stuck my face into his yawning crack and feverishly licked his glowing aperture.

I opened my eyes slowly, still partly submerged in the hot dream I had been having. Foggy headed, I gazed around, figuring out where I was. Ah, home...my room...my bed...cool!" More alert now, I brought my arms up over my head, spread, and tightened my legs, and flexed into a big, whole body stretch. My butt hole gave off a small jab of soreness, and I giggled, remembering yesterday, with Jim, my way-cool neighbor man! I relaxed, and slipped my hand down

Hayden felt his body flush so intensely he knew he had to be as red as Lexies shirt. His nerves were finally calming down when he realized that maybe he hadnt made a mistake after all. As Noah stepped up to them, and Hayden saw the huge grin on his face, he knew he hadnt made a mistake in any way. "Im totally impressed, Hayden. Totally amazing." Noahs smile grew even wider. "Thanks. I just wanted to make a good impression when I was out with you guys tonight..." Hayden yelped as he felt his shirt move and a hand palm his ass.