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she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

First, I'm not gay. I'm a straight male of 19 years old. The story I'm sharing started on my 19th birthday. It was my birthday and I share it with Jeremy. Jeremy is a friend of mine. He was making 20. Their family is a rich one and I don't mean mine is broke, but middle income earners, my dad being a city trade, my mom working with him. As the state was, I couldn't organize a birthday party. The good news was, Jeremy invited me to his. We had lots of fun. However, what happened after the party is why I'm telling this story.

When my mom remarried and I got a new stepbrother, I thought I would hate him but instead he became my best friend and everything I ever wanted. But things started going the wrong way when I walked in on him, watching gay p**n and jerking off. My brother was gay? And worse, my cock jerked at the sight of him. ******

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

He snapped. Nougat made a contemptuous facial expression after hearing the list of responses. He snorted and nodded his head in feigned agreement. "Yup. You're not gay, boy! You're just a f***ing sad guy! Disgusting!" he retorted with sarcasm (gay also means happy).

Hi. I'm Kerry. If you're following this story, you know, but if not, I'm mom to Jane and Dereck. Wife to Jack. I'm tall, blonde, built like a model. Jack and I swap with our friends from college, Bob and Ellen. Recently my life has gone off the rails. I found out my son is gay, I fucked his best friend on my kitchen floor, my daughter introduced me to lesbian sex in a store's dressing room, and I watched my neighbor's son fuck my husband's ass. Now nobody knows any of this. I haven't told anybody what I've done or seen.

“Me? Gay? I ain’t gay. Is this some kinda joke?” Kade shook his head. “I came home one night and found you in bed with not one, not two, but three guys. At first I thought you were drugged and I was gonna step in and break it up, but you appeared to be enjoyin’ suckin’ Max off, while Leroy fucked you in the ass. Didn’t catch the name of the guy suckin’ you off. Then you mentioned you’d fucked and sucked both the guys before. Multiple times.”

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

Dominant Daddy (2) EMMA I sat with my three best friends at our favorite small cafe. It was Saturday afternoon. We were drinking cold juice and eating cakes. My friends were laughing and talking loudly about their husbands and boyfriends. I smiled and tried to look normal, but my mind was far away. I kept thinking about Daniel, his deep voice, his strong hands and the way he whispered “Daddy” to me. My pussy was getting wet again just remembering it. Lara started first. She was married for two years. “Girls, my husband fucked me so good last night. He lasted thirty minutes. I came twice. I feel so lucky.”