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she shrugged “You said something about Mr. Puna being an old man. I didn’t know he’s old.” “It’s a long story, but I’ll cut it short. Mr. Henry Puna like Gabriel told you is gay, but being the only son of his parents, they got him high and forced him to have sex with a random whore after getting him to erect through his boyfriend. The whore got pregnant, gave birth and handed the baby over to Henry’s parents who have been taking care of the boy.”

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he said “Yes I’m serious, that’s why the guys are coming in just to use the toilet. Some stay and buy things which is the idea but some just get their rocks off and leave” “Wow” was all I could say “But like I said you can’t tell anyone ok” “No. Of course” I couldn’t believe what he had told me. I’d never heard of anything like that before. I finished my shift and went home. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking back on the days in my head. ‘There must have been 10-15 guys in today. And the same each day last week’. ‘That’s £200-£300 a day. That’s £400-600 a week’. ‘That’s insane’

I'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...

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.

we moaned together in sync, our loud voices mixed with the scent of smoke filling the atmosphere. She held my shoulders for support and continued moving her waist backwards, the more she moved the more the momentum built up and the more an amazing sensation built up inside of me. Her insides were soft and dripping, and even tighter than her pussy and I felt it expand when she moved her waist, there was something definitely different from fucking her pussy. My body was shaking, I was losing control with the way she was bouncing on my dick. Today I understood exactly why some men are gay. Ass hole is a bit nicer to fuck than pussy.

He’s probably half a head taller than me, and his gaze is downright wolfish as he catches my eye in the glass. He reaches a hand between my legs and feels. “So wet,” he murmurs. “When was the last time you were fucked by someone in their twenties?” I exhale, my breath fogging the glass. “It’s been a minute.” He grins wickedly as he positions himself. “Good.” Then he thrusts. “Oh my god,” I moan. I’m so full as his cock pulses inside of me, filling every bit of me and then some. “There’s more, Kayla,” he says, pulling out and thrusting in again, going deeper this time.

"Cum for me." He pulled out of me, flipped me onto my back, and drove into me three times. The fourth stroke broke me. “Oh yesss!” I can't as my whole body convulsed, my pussy clamping around him like a fist. He groaned, buried himself to the hilt, and spilled inside me with a shudder that lasted ten full seconds. We were still trying to catch our breaths when we heard the click of a camera.

Sex with my wife was still great but I couldn't get the scenes out of my mind which played over and over. On the occasions, Wendy was out of the house traveling or shopping, I would jump on our computer and surf the Internet for gay sites. The more video I watched, the more my desire for gay sex continued to build. I was always careful to erase the history on our browser so Wendy did not see what her husband was viewing. On a couple of occasions we had watched p**n movies together in the past, she had always cited her dislike for girl-on-girl scenes. If she thought my watching lesbian videos were disgusting, I could not fathom what she would think of her husband's newfound desire for gay sex

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