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Then we all heard muffled moans and gasps as both Tyko and Leese went into orgasms and buried their faces in each other’s crotch as they licked up their delicious juices. Brian cried out that he was gladly and he held Joe’s head in his hands as he shot load after load of delicious hot gladly down his throat. Joe was gulping each rope down and squeezed his shaft up to get the last drops before hepulled his mouth away from the beautiful, thick penis and looked over at me with a smile on his face. I asked Rob and Brian whether they had ever had sex with a woman. Rob said that he had a womanfriend for a while and that they had had sex but, as soon as he realized he was gay, sex was exclusively w

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

“Don't try to avoid the question. Is he the one?” I breathed, tapping my collarbones. “Well, he's not so weird after all. But we've not had sex.” “Liars go to hell. Come on, now.” He encouraged, a teasing edge to his voice. “I'm serious.” I confessed. “He was st your place? Like hoe many times.’ he asked anf I tilted my head, trying to calculate. 2 yeah but he only came in once. “Twice. Technically came in once.’ “Is he gay?’

It drowned out the smell of the sex for a second, but I could still feel the sticky warmth of his cum sliding down the insides of my thighs, trickling toward my knees in thick, white streaks that stained the expensive rug. I stood up on shaky legs, my balance uneven. I gathered the tatters of my ruined robe, clutching the torn silk to my chest like a shield. I slipped out of the room, looking both ways down the hallway. I padded down the corridor barefoot, every step a reminder of the mess between my legs, the wetness of his release soaking into the hem of the white shirt as I hurried back to the safety of my own bed, feeling the weight of the secret I was now carrying between my thighs. I r

Sam actually blushed, "I'll send you the links. It was tough to track the origins of the vids, other than that one filmmaker, but the Reddit stories were easy. A lot were fakes, but I ended up making contact with quite a few posters whose stories were real. I also started reading stories posted on erotica sites and looking up the authors. A couple said right out that they were in incestuous relationships. The stories they wrote had a different feel, I got so I could tell." Deb smiled. I wondered what was in her coffee, "Reading and seeing all that must have been—exhausting." Sam looked right at my sister, "I'd do my work on a wooden chair with a suction cup dildo and towel under the chair. M

Ricky said. "Too much information Ricky," Amy said, slapping his arms for what seemed like the one billionth time today. "Besides, y'all probably didn't use enough lube," Rachel added, causing both of them to stare at her in surprise. "What! I have seen gay porn before," Rachel launched fries at both of them. "Well spoilers, gay sex is completely different from what you see in porn," Ricky enlightened her, shaking his head in disapproval. "I mean, do you think they just stick it up there or just have sex anytime without douching?" Ricky said, tapping the side of his head with his index finger as if that will make them understand better.

My juices ran freely down my inner thighs in shiny trails, making my skin glisten under the harsh fluorescent lights. I bit my lip until I tasted blood, fighting back the moans that kept trying to escape. Humiliation burned through me like fire. Here I was — an honor student, barely legal — getting finger-fucked by a disgusting old man old enough to be my grandfather on a public city bus. People stood inches away. A tired-looking Latina woman scrolled TikTok right in front of me. Two construction guys laughed loudly behind us. Nobody knew. He scissored his fingers inside me, stretching my tight walls open. Then he added a twisting motion, grinding his knuckles against my entrance while his t

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

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.

she asked as I placed my stuff on the counter for her to run over. " If I tell you he is my man, you'll snatch him away from me, so I ain't telling you", I said with a feigned smile, inwardly feeling uncomfortable with the question. Even though her daughter had been the hottest topic of the season, she was yet to desist from looking for what to say about people. Her saying things about people wasn't the problem. The problem was that she specialized in adding spice to people's stories, thereby delivering news that is not really true. Like when she spread the news of the guy at the slaughter house being gay and having sex with over two hundred men, when frankly speaking the poor guy was just g