Masajes Gay Novels & Stories

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.

I screamed when the masseuse hit the right spot. " am so glad you like it sir " The masseur said sexily. " " yes,yes that spot " I moaned when she massaged my shoulder blade. Her hand work like magic. It hit every wall of body and soon I was feeling like I was in paradise. I continued moaning as she massage me. " do you want just only massage or you want our special services sir " she said in a seductively tone. " maybe you forget what you came here to do or do you want me to feed you to my dogs " I snapped angrily at her.

The massages that her husband was doing was giving her a nice sensation all over her body and made her moan. The moaned that Jade sounded out made Master Jave ecstatically move. He embraced Jade's body closer and tight, runs his other hand down between Jade's legs, in her clit, making Jade's moan louder, louder and louder as he stayed caressing her between her legs, in her most sensitive part, G-spot. Master Javen's hardcore was rubbed between her wife's ass which made both of them moaning and groaning aloud.

“My cousin sent me this one. He said it’s wild. I actually liked it.” He hit play. The video loaded. It was a gay p**n scene, two guys going at it hard. One was lean, and the other muscular. The lean one was on his knees, throat bulging as he deepthroated a thick, veiny cock. The top groaned, gripping his hair and face-fucking him mercilessly, spit and precum dripping everywhere. My heart slammed in my chest. This was exactly the kind of shit I watched alone, late at night, when Jayden sent me straight p**n links. I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts.

He combed his fingers through my hair and I loved the feel of his manicure fingers on my hair, it made my cock throbbed in my pants, threatening to burst open to have a look at the sexy boy we were going to fuck tonight. "You're turning me on and it would be fucking hard for me not to take you in here." I sighed, tracing my tongue on Adrian's cheek and down to his neck. I licked my way down to his chest and took one of his nipples into my mouth. Adrian gasped, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanked it real hard that I felt precum leaking out of my cock under the influence of the pain. One thing I loved the most with having sex with a man was the pain, the force and a little combative that

I whispered to him, he immediately lost his grip on me and smiled. "I miss you too, Ashy." He replied as I looked behind him when I noticed that Mason is walking like he's on a fucking runway. There was a sly smirk on his lips and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him. "Aw, I thought the doctors cut your arms because it was infected?" I jokingly asked Mason and smiled at him foolishly. "Thanks to hell and they didn't or else it would be a hassle whenever I want to masturbate my díck since I'm not left-handed," Mason replied jokingly and we just laughed at it before I walk towards him and scoop his muscular body to hug him.

Mason directs. As soon as he complies, Mason presses his palm on my upper back, pushing me down until my tits are smashed against Aspen’s chest, the fine hairs teasing my sensitive nipples. I circle my hips while Aspen thrusts up into me slowly. Then I feel something wet on my tight ring and squeal. “Shh. little one!” Mason hushes me, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands. “Let me prep this lovely ass to take my cock.” I do my best to relax, focusing on the delicious pump of Aspen’s cock while Mason licks my ass, thoroughly lubing it with his spit. I reflexively tighten when he presses a finger into my tight pucker but Asher strokes my hair and I melt into his touch.

shared space with penis-shaped squeeze toys and rainbow-striped shot glasses. Two Mardi Gras masks hung on the wall above the printer, draped with multicolored plastic beads. Next to them was a calendar of handsome, naked men, posed suggestively with a Vladi Vodka bottle. We’d had those printed up and mailed to gay bars around the country.

The thick, raw scent of his excitement filled my nose, making my chest heave with every breath. Behind me, the Black man was doing magic with his hands. He rubbed the thick oil into my lower back, his palms moving in deep, heavy circles before sliding down to massage my ass. He gripped the fleshy cheeks, squeezing and kneading them like dough. The pressure was intense, melting away all the stiffness from the plane crash. But it wasn't just a massage. Every single time he leaned forward to get more leverage, his massive, stone-hard cock brushed right against my inner thigh. The heat of his shaft was unbelievable, burning my sensitive skin. He moved his hands deeper. His thumbs traced the roun

Gretta sighed and said, "I didn't think of it that way. You're sure you're not offended?" "Not at all, as a matter of fact, it's kind of cool." "So the idea of a sexual massage doesn't bother you even if the only relief comes later alone in your room?" "Better than jacking off looking at dirty books", I said. "After all, we're both adults and just because we became physically aroused doing it doesn't mean that we were going to do anything weird together. I think we've passed that test"