LOGINI've known my straight roommate, Andy since high school. And, honestly, I've had a crush on him since I can remember. He's hot, he works out, he has a dashing smile, and he has a large cock. I remember when I first saw it get some blood flow. We were in the showers after football practice (we were all 18), and the guys were getting raunchy talking about the new girl in school.
Andy joined in on the fun, and helicoptered his dick around while talking about how good she wou
I've known my straight roommate, Andy since high school. And, honestly, I've had a crush on him since I can remember. He's hot, he works out, he has a dashing smile, and he has a large cock. I remember when I first saw it get some blood flow. We were in the showers after football practice (we were all 18), and the guys were getting raunchy talking about the new girl in school.Andy joined in on the fun, and helicoptered his dick around while talking about how good she would suck it. In the maneuver, he had inadvertently given himself a partial erection, and I was mesmerized from across the locker room. No one else addressed it at all, but it grew to a multiple of its soft size, and looked like a heavy salami.When we went to the same college, we roomed together, and that was torture in itself. Our freshman year, I saw his cock at all levels of hardness through his underwear nearly every day, and even heard him jerking off lots of times
When I was in college, at a large state university in the South, I haunted the johns looking to service other students. In those days, when gay liberation had not arrived in the South, most of the homosexual activity at the college involved sucking off straight guys in the johns. But there was also some activity in the then rather small town, which boasted a cruising area around the train station. It was there that I encountered "Golden Boy," a young man of exceptional beauty.During the week, I sucked cock on campus, but during the weekends, I would often go into town and cruise the area near the old state capitol building, where there were two bus stations and a train station, all of which had cruisy johns, as did a couple of hotels located in the area.One street was particularly notorious as a place to make assignations. Guys looking for cocksuckers would either drive their cars slowly down the street, or would park and wait for cocksuck
Pastor Roy Hasselback found out his 18 year old daughter, Cheryl, had been performing oral sex at church camp. He told himself that he was not mad, he was disappointed.His wife, Miriam had apparently known about this for quite some time. She didn't seem to think it was a big deal. In fact, she said she gave her first blowjob at church camp. Again, he was not mad, he was disappointed.However, Miriam had never performed oral sex on Roy at church camp. This made him mad.Feeling a need to reestablish his place in the family hierarchy, Roy insisted Miriam perform her wifely duties that evening, displeasing Mrs. Hasselback.Pleading age induced dryness, Miriam applied a generous amount of lube to her pûssy, the truth being the idea of sex with Roy, did not make her wet. The man was a sel
.Before Sam had even stopped his SUV in a cloud of dust, I grabbed the grocery bags from my trunk and ran to unlock the door.I ran into the rustic interior and threw the perishables and drinks I had bought into the running fridge.I turned just as Sam came dashing in behind me with his bags.“Get your stuff into the fridge only as needed! Hurry up! I can’t wait much longer!” I cried as I started to undress myself.“Slow down,” he laughed.“This first time is going to be slow and easy, and I want to make it last for both of us.”
I wiped the last of the cum off my cock as I clicked on the box to open our private chat room. I couldn’t type fast enough to tell him how much his stories had turned me on. After I told him I had stroked myself to three climaxes in an hour and a half—more than I had ever been able to do before—he asked me if I would like to experiment with some online sex and masturbate together. I asked him if he was sure that no one else could read what we were doing, and he assured me that in the private chat room no one would mind—it happened all the time.We stripped all our clothes off and spent the next three hours describing to each other what we were doing. It was the most exciting evening I had ever had, and we continued this online “affair” for the next three months, only missing those days his wife was off.As we became more and more intimate online, we started to talk about exchanging pictures—both clot
I am a divorced man in my late 50s and very, very confused about my sexuality. I have been married and divorced three times, and my sex life in all of the marriages was not exciting but was primarily used for procreation. I don't know—perhaps I subconsciously looked for women with a low libido so I wouldn't have to perform too often. In all three cases, the sexual interests of my wives dropped to almost nil after a year or so, and we tottered on in matrimony for several more years until calling it quits. In each case, fighting against some inner demons, I sought another partner within a couple of years and repeated the process all over again.Something very deep inside me was nagging at me, but I fought it tooth and nail since I was a teenager. I was always small for my age and somewhat effeminate in both looks and demeanor and, as such, suffered as the butt of jokes and teasing from both boys and girls. Because I was so shy and didn't show any interest in girls (I was too petrified
I love having séx with straight girls.From the slightly-confused look they give me when I push their legs back and mount them, to the way their pússies gush as they frantically hump themselves against my clít in pursuit of their first lésbian orgasm; I love it all.The feeling I get when I first g
Daniel sat on the busy train pretending to read the overly large newspaper he had bought to cover his straining erection. He couldn't concentrate on anything.When his girlfriend had come home with the prostate vibrator, he had no intention of ever using it. But after the delirium of naked bodies t
The train ride to work (3)"Sometimes, it's like you don't even want this.""You know I want this, Marnie. You know I do." Daniel's voice was low, insistent, as he pulled her tighter against him, driving himself in to the hilt. There was no light now, just the heady scent of sex wrapping around the
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go,







