Straight Arrow
As much as I love the experience and authority an older guy brings to the table, there's just something about having a younger guy at my mercy that makes my heart and my cock throb. Guys like Sean, say, with his scruffy good looks, boyish charm, million-dollar smile, and perfect dick.
Let me tell you, I am willing to bet he has never had his cock sucked like I'd suck it. I've watched his clip, so I know that he's straight. Still, I've yet to meet a guy who will say no to first-rate head, and I bet he's no exception.
I'd strip his clothes off slowly, starting with his shirt so I could lick his tattoos and tongue his nipples. Half of a good blowjob – well, okay, maybe a quarter – is really good foreplay. I'd take my time getting to his cock, acquainting myself with every yummy inch in between.
When I finally revealed his stiff pole, I'd take the end in my mouth and suck it until the flesh swelled to fill my mouth. I'd massage the underside of his cock with my tongue, rolling it along his hard-on with technique it's taken me years to perfect.
I know he's never felt anything like it, I can tell from how he's moaning, bucking his hips up off the seat. He gets too close and I turn my attention to his balls, rolling them, stroking them, licking them, and then when he sighs in pleasure, sucking them gently into my mouth.
When I return to his cock, I can feel it throbbing, twitching with his heartbeat. My mouth is watering, I'm all over his cock, ravenous for it, pushing down until I get right down to the bottom.
I decide to help him along, tease his ass with a finger, then work it inside slowly, working it all the way in. I wiggle it, and his cock twitches. I find his prostate and rub it, back and forth, back and forth, firmly. His cock pulses.
He's close. He's coming off the cushions, breathing hard, and I can taste the pre-cum trickling from him. I push another finger in and he cries out, goes off a few seconds later, spurting a geyser of hot cum into my mouth. The sticky jets coat the inside of my mouth and I swallow them, moaning to myself just at the taste of him, which is salty and tasty.
My cock is hard as iron, and when I ask him to suck me, he says yes. . . .
He may not be experienced, but I bet he's a fast learner!
Rating: 4.00
23 Jul 2008 - Roger
Bottom in Blue Jeans
Blue-eyed babe Jerek has nothing to hide.
Actually, he has a lot to hide – a killer body and eight inches of cock, to be exact. But he doesn't hide it. He puts it all on display here for your delectation. And he is delectable!
He starts in nothing but blue jeans, and as the shoot progresses, he shows off more and more of his beautiful body. He's lean, trim, but muscular. Not too hairy, with a sexy nipple ring. There is a lot to admire. He is built like a statue and hung like a bull.
And as a porn star, he's making a serious play for best bottom in history.
Now, this is a solo set, but you do get some really tasty looks at his hot, eager ass, and also plenty of shots of his ramrod-stiff dick, so big it nearly hangs to his knees!
I love this guy, because he loves it all, and you can tell from the intent look in his eye that he loves showing off his hot body, and is eager for someone to come and take advantage of him right now.
That come-hither look will have you creaming in your own jeans as you fantasize about tearing him out of his. And no matter what your preference is – for throwing down a savage, bestial fuck, or for getting screwed with a dick so big just the sight of it will make you whimper, Jerek could oblige you.
I think this makes Jerek just about perfect. Take a look and see if you don't agree!
Rating: 4.00
21 Jul 2008 - Johnson
Rising Star
I catch Sam's performance, his voice like an angel's coming from a face that is both scruffy and boyish. He's thin, his clothes disheveled, looking threadbare under the club's colored lights. His eyes close and he sings with so much passion I feel it stab through me like a lightning bolt.
I drift close to the stage, stare up at him, my angel, and I know he sees me. There is a connection. If his voice is the lightning, his stare is the live wire. He smiles, sings the next verse and chorus to me.
I'm backstage before the set is over, and when he comes in, I'm on him. He kisses me back fiercely, gives me a wicked smile and pulls me out back, beer in one hand, corner of my shirt in the other. The rest of the band filters in as we disappear. The side lot is choked with cars, but empty of people. Nobody's leaving yet. There's nobody around.
He shoves me back against the brick, surprisingly strong for such a lean guy. He kisses me with the reckless abandon of one who has given up trying to restrain himself. He kisses like an angel.
And that's what he is, my dirty angel, as he goes down on me, pulling my cock out and sucking it to straining stiffness. I hadn't expected him to do it, but there he is, I'm looking down at him as he looked down at me from the stage. I run my hands through his hair and fuck his mouth until I come. It gets all over his face, his neck. Laughing, he wipes it away with his shirt, rinses his mouth with beer, spits.
I slide down and it's his turn. Good god, his cock is huge, a fat python, uncut and threaded with thick veins. I unsheathe the end, pulling the skin back, and play my tongue over his cock head like some rare instrument. He produces moans and sighs, notes of pure music.
I swallow him an inch at a time, sucking until my cheeks hollow, until my jaw aches, until he is arching forward urgently, pumping his cock between my lips, his narrow ass flexing, his hand fixed in my hair.
When he comes, his fallen angel's face contorts with the pleasure. I let him shoot all over my hands so I can watch it spill out of him.
"Come home with me," I offer. "Show me what else you can do." And he does.
It's the finest performance yet.
Rating: 4.00
18 Jul 2008 - Johnson
Biker’s Big Ride
You never know what kind of guy you’re going to find hanging out at a biker bar. I found Eddie shooting pool by himself a few weeks ago. He wore black leather chaps and a tank top that showed off his muscular arms covered with tattoos mostly done in black ink. I had seen him around before but always with a lean and tall redhead.
I asked the biker if he wanted to play a game of pool. I knew I was in trouble when he gave me a mischievous smile and told me to rack them up. He told me that the winner gets anything he wants. Eddie hit the cue ball which caused a stripped ball to disappear in a corner pocket. He ran the table and I asked him what he wanted since he won the game.
“I want to take you for a ride,” he replied.
We went to the parking lot and hopped on his Harley. He drove me out of town and on to a dirt road. After a few miles, he pulled off the road and behind some trees. We hopped off and he pulled me towards him.
He kissed me roughly before he pushed me to the ground. Eddie unzipped his black leather pants and pulled out his massive meat. I kissed his purple crown before running my wet tongue up and down his stiffening shaft. I didn’t even think that I could get my lips around the tip of his extra large cock.
I opened my mouth wide and surprised myself at engulfing his swelling purple crown. I played with his large hairy balls as I sucked. His massive meat grew longer and thicker in my mouth. He reached twelve inches when he was fully erect.
Eddie pulled his huge cock out of my moist mouth and started to strip. I watched him for a little bit before I also stripped. He lay down on the ground and told me climb aboard.
I spat on his massive meat until it was covered with my spittle. I then lowered myself down on his huge cock. I enjoyed every inch the biker’s big ride and we both exploded.
Rating: 4.00
17 Jul 2008 - Johnson
Hard Beat
He's supposed to be working for me, but I'm the one under his spell. The stripper is Tony Romano, and in my fantasy, I've hired the Italian stud to give me the best private dance ever, in the back of a private, slightly sleazy strip club.
He's gyrating and shaking, flaunting his toned and taut body to the sound of throbbing music, music that mimics the pumping of the blood in my racing heart. I stare at him, spellbound, awestruck. He's a god of sex, giving me a private communion here in this closed little room.
He squeezes his cock through the tight black thong. It's at half-mast. He's getting a charge out of dancing. My dick is stiff and straining, and I grope it, move to full-on stroking when he smiles and nods. I take it out, showing it to him, but he seems more interested in staring into my eyes, watching the reaction I have to him as he slowly sheds the thong.
My eyes go to his crotch, to the thick cock there, and he holds it, squeezes it, still dancing, swaying. He turns, teasing me with a glimpse of his muscular, proud ass, before turning around again. He's fully hard now, that fat, ripe cock hanging just out of reach, tantalizing, like a delicious and forbidden fruit.
I'm jerking off in earnest now. He climbs into my lap, bumps and grinds, then stands, bends over and kisses me on the mouth before he climbs up and puts his stiff cock in my face.
He lets me nuzzle it, worship it, rubbing my face on it while he holds it steady in his fist. The purple plum of the head tastes salty. He smells of fresh sweat from the dancing. His balls are drawn up tight. I grab his ass with one hand, guide him in, take his cock into my mouth.
He thrusts between my lips to the music's grinding beat, I suck him, free hand still busy on my cock. The other fondles his muscular ass, delves between his cheeks to tease his asshole with one probing finger.
We come almost at the same time. I spurt onto my own belly and hand, he gushes, splattering my chest and fingers. Come drips from both of us. He leans down to share one hot, melting kiss before the song winds down and he slips from the room.
I'm going to the club tonight. Ah, if only I could find someone that gorgeous there!
Rating: 3.50
14 Jul 2008 - Peter
Get Together
I don't know how it happened, but this last weekend I ended up with three of the biggest-dicked guys I've ever known in one room together.
Eric was one of them, of course. Marco was another – our hung friend with the Prince Albert piercing that we occasionally pal around with. The third was Kyle, one of Eric's old drinking buddies.
We all came back to my place after a party at a mutual friend's place. The drinks were flowing, old stories were told, and it wasn't long before Eric asked if I'd be interested in learning how many of them were true. I'd heard stories about Kyle's dick, but hadn't quite believed them. It turned out they were all true. And Eric was dead set on making sure I found out all about it.
Eric and Marco were getting frisky in the kitchen doorway, but I saw him send Kyle over with a drink for me. We chatted a bit, and I found myself attracted to Kyle despite knowing what a bad boy he was, and how he'd broken Eric's heart once upon a time.
He's a charmer, blue eyes, brown hair, worn slightly shaggy. He has an easy smile, one that invites you to share the dirtiest thoughts you are having about him – and with a body like his, you will be having them!
So I was, very shortly, kissing him, groping his toned, taut body, moving ever closer to the massive bulge I could see in his pants. When I finally got it out, I was amazed. The thing was huge and heavy, with a fat purple head. It was cut, which only made the crown stand out more. The skin was tight, and I slid my hand over him greedily, groping him, squeezing the hot pillar of flesh in my fist until he arched up and moaned.
I slid down to suck him, soon had his thick cock buried in my throat, my nose down around his pubes. A few drinks and my gag reflex just vanishes, I swear. It was really good head, too, sloppy and eager. I wanted to stuff myself with him. I was sure I'd wind up riding his cock by the end of the night. He hitched his shirt off and played with my hair, lay back and enjoyed the blowjob.
Someone started stripping my pants off me, and before I knew it, Marco had pulled my jeans off and had his tongue in my ass. Eric wedged himself in, helped jerk and stroke my cock. I was, I thought, in heaven.
Kyle pulled Eric up after a while, started sucking him as he leaned with one hand on the back of the couch. I still had that wonderful cock in my mouth as Marco took position behind me.
I can't believe that much dick fit into me. Marco's giant cock vanished into me an inch at a time while I groaned around a mouthful of Kyle's dick. Eric watched me, grinning.
Marco pounded the hell out of me, fucking me until I thought my teeth were going to come loose. I wound up with Kyle's cum dripping off my face and Marco hammering me so hard I could barely take a full breath. Eric just watched with that same silly grin on his face. I think he likes sharing almost as much as doing.
We all wound up well-fucked and happy, and I had three big dicks to play with all night long.
We should have these little get-togethers more often!
Rating: 4.00
11 Jul 2008 - Roger
Sex Trade
I want a powerful fucking, and if I could pick who it'd be, it'd be Jacob Slader tonight. I've been watching some of his movies and looking at his pictures, and he's just a brutally sexy motherfucker who knows how to deliver a deep dicking.
If I wanted a full-on powerhouse fucking – and I do – he's who I'd call.
I imagine meeting him in this abandoned lot not far from my place. He has what I want – a big, hard dick and a willingness to use it – and I have what he wants. An ass that's craving a fucking as hard as you can give it.
It all works out to a fair trade. Simple economics, it's just supply and demand – he demands it, I supply it.
He shoves me against his car, pulls my jeans down and spanks my ass just to get it warmed up. That hurts, but not as much as the ache in my balls as he teases me. When my ass is flaming red, he makes me drop and suck him.
I'm right there in this big open lot between an old garage and a printing warehouse, with his cock in my mouth. Anyone driving past could see. The thought only makes me harder.
I'm hot and hard, and ravenous for his cock. I suck it like I'm in a hurry, because I am. I want him in my ass, I want him to quit fucking around and shove that fat dick into me like I know only he can. I want him to own my ass with every inch of that cock. I want him to cram it inside me and make me beg for more.
He does, delivering a fucking that has me stifling screams as I bend over the hood of his car. It feels fantastic, really hits the spot, exactly what I wanted. He cums in my ass with a savage growl, leans there for a few minutes, sweat cooling on his body, before he pulls out and turns me around, then drops to give me head.
I hadn't expected him to do that, so it only takes me a couple of minutes to cum. I shoot into his mouth, hot jets that feel like they're melting me. He swallows it all, then shoves me into his car.
I can only imagine where he'd be taking me, or what would happen next.
Rating: 4.00
9 Jul 2008 - Richard
Gentle Giant
Gentle giant with a big uncut cock needed urgently for sex! Well what else did you think I needed him for? You can imagine my surprise when Piero answered my gentle giant ad! Yep that’s right! I wanted some guy to fulfill my fantasy of having wild sex and my fantasy had him responding to my ad and turning up to show me in real life what his cock really was like.
But to top that off my gentle giant was horny, hard and his well built hairy body would turn my twink world upside down. My cock was standing tall when he stripped out of his jeans. His muscles rippled all over his body and his hard cock stood at attention and I was quick to kneel in front of him and take his thickness into my mouth.
His pre-cum was tasty and I could feel his thickness throb against my tongue when I licked the head. When he was incredibly hard he pulled me to my feet and told me to strip down. Of course I did as I was told. I was shaking so badly… I knew his cock would rip my ass to shreds but I had to have him.
He bent me over the arm of the chair and spread my ass cheeks with his massive hands. First one thick finger, then another was pushed into my tight ass. I felt myself squirming under his touch but he wasn’t about to let me up.
“You wanted me to fuck you boy, didn’t you!”
“Yes… yes I did… but…”
“No, buts boy… it’s time to fuck your pretty ass!”
He didn’t give me a chance to say anything else. He pushed the head of his cock deep into my ass with one shove, the entire length followed. I couldn’t breathe, my ass was burning and I felt him reach around and grab my cock in his thick hand. He jerked me and fucked me at the same time, hard and fast until I was about to cum.
I opened my eyes and watched myself jerking my cock spraying my load all over myself. All it took was a few pictures of Piero Sias to get me off! Fantastic!
Rating: 4.00
7 Jul 2008 - Peter
Pool side
He was watching me from a distance. I was pool side soaking in the sun and I was surprised that no-one else was at the pool this morning. But for once I didn’t mind but that guy watching me from a distance was having an affect on me that I couldn’t understand. My cock was rock hard and there was no way you could hide it in my Speedos.
I closed my eyes and I could see him. He was gorgeous, tanned and his muscles rippled when he moved. Suddenly there was a hand on my cock, massaging my bulge that continued to grow with his touch. I didn’t dare open my eyes, but when he took my hand I had to.
He pulled me to my feet and led me into the change room. He pushed me back onto the bench and was on his knees. He released my cock from my Speedos and sucked it deep into his mouth. His tongue lashing at the head, catching the pre-cum that oozed from the slit and his fingers scratched gently at my balls.
His urgency to have me was incredible. He ripped the Speedos from my body and lifted my legs up so they were resting on his shoulders. He pushed my body up a little so his tongue could lick my ass. My moans echoed around the cement change room.
I thought I was just part of a dream when he suddenly grabbed some lube and coated my ass with it. The coolness was incredible, but the feeling of his cock pressed against my tight ass was mind-blowing. I felt him. The thick head of his cock stretched me wide, my cries didn’t stop him as he held my legs high and pressed forward sinking the entire length of his massive cock inside me.
He fucked me hard, he was rough but gentle at the same time. I jerked my cock, stroking it as he fucked me. I opened my eyes and looked into his as I felt his cock jerk inside me. He came, shooting his load deep inside me. I came showering him and me with my load.
As quickly as he took me, he was gone. It was like a dream, a fantasy but my ass knew that his cock had left its mark on my ass!
It’s true what they say, fantasies can come true…
Rating: 4.00
4 Jul 2008 - Johnson
Shane and FyreFli
From the word go, the action is on between Shane and FyreFli. The sex is hot and these two guys can’t get enough of each other. Like me you get to see these gorgeous guys working each other over. They are two nasty boys that love switching when they can.
Shane loves his puckered asshole munched on by FyreFli and he isn’t disappointed. They are both hot and slippery when FyreFli feeds his cock deep into Shane’s tight pink puckered ass.
You will love watching these guys; FyreFli goes from fucking Shane’s ass to giving him one of the wettest blowjobs imaginable. From there you get to see him ride Shane’s thick 9 inch veiny cock.
This guy looks like he’s almost on a rotator shaft because he goes from riding him cowboy style to doing the reverse with Shane watching his cock sliding in and out of his tight ass.
if you can get with it and keep up with them you’ll enjoy this hot fucking video as much as I did and you’ll get to cum along with them also.
Rating: 4.00
2 Jul 2008 - Peter
Tailor Made
It was almost way too much when I decided to go shopping late at night. I thought I would be the only person hanging out in the section for tailor made outfits. I was shocked to find that the tailor who would be measuring me up was the hunk black dude Jay Black.
Man, I thought all my fantasies had come true finding him there. But then I realized that some guys even though they do a lot of modeling and experience lots of gay sex in certain sites like this one that they still had to earn a little extra spending money… My heart was pounding when he told me to spread my legs while he measured my inner leg.
I couldn’t stop my cock growing when he knelt down between my legs to get a good measure in. He just looked up at me and smiled. He knew I was hard and I was starting to squirm when his fingers gently touched my balls.
I looked down at him and he suggested we should move into the back room so we could size each other up a bit better. How could I resist such a request?
I followed him right into the room and he quickly turned and told me to strip down. I did and he measured me up by stroking my cock until pre-cum oozed onto the floor.
“Bend over boy… I want to see if it’s a tight fit!”
My heart was racing. I suddenly realized what he was about to do. I heard him unzip his trousers and I felt his hand in the small of my back pushing me forward. A few seconds passes as he slipped a condom down over his big black cock. I didn’t get to see it but I certainly felt the head pressing against my tight hole.
It spread me wide when he pushed it inside.
“Oh man! You sure have a tight ass!”
I grunted from the pain and the pleasure, his cock spread my sphincter wide and each nerve ending sent incredible sensations through my body. He held my hips and fucked me hard and fast. I stroked my cock as fast as I could, keeping up with him.
I heard him grunt and moan as he came, his cock throbbing deep inside me. I shot my load all over the floor. As quick as my fantasy started, it was over and I opened my eyes to find Jay stroking his big black cock on the screen and I was covered in my cum.
It was another tailor made fantasy. I didn’t get the chance to worship his massive cock this time, but I am sure my next fantasy will let me suck his cock and if I’m a good boy for this horny black man, he might let me fuck his gorgeous ass.
Rating: 4.00
30 Jun 2008 - Richard
Romp in the Park
It wasn’t supposed to happen this way, we were just walking through the park to get to the shops. But he pulled me into a secluded area and pushed me against a tree. It was just on dusk, the sun was going down and he kissed me. I felt his cock pushed into mine, it was hard and I felt him undo his pants and pulled them open.
My heart was racing, I didn’t know what to do but, he quickly pulled me around and with his cock out of his pants, and leaking pre-cum, I knew he wanted me to suck him. I looked up at him and he I realized how gorgeous he was. With his pants down at his feet and the way he held his shirt up out of the way was incredible.
His hard cock was inviting… my mouth was watering and I just had to suck him, like he wanted me to.
I quickly dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock deep into my mouth. His musky manly scent was incredible and the taste of his pre-cum had an immediate hardening affect. Suddenly I wanted more. I wanted to feel him close to me and I pulled him to the ground with me. He was on me, ripping my fly open and releasing my cock from my jocks.
His cock was close to my mouth and as he leant forward to take me into his mouth, I used my mouth on him. I held him there, my fingers finding his ass. I slid one and then two fingers deep into him and he pushed his cock almost down my throat.
I arched up, pushing my cock into his mouth. We were both deep throating each other’s cock and… damn, fuck… it felt so good. He was good.
His pre-cum streamed into my mouth and I was swallowing almost every few moments, tasting him. We both sucked urgently, wanting desperately to cum. His mouth suctioned around the head of my cock as he jerked me and I came. I felt my body pushing up, my cock wanting to hit the back of his throat; I came unleashing my load into his mouth.
He swallowed down my cum and rolled over, pulling me around until he could hold my head. He fucked my mouth and with each thrust I felt like I was gagging and choking with almost every stroke. But shit… I didn’t care. And I didn’t try to stop him, I loved sucking his thick fat cock and without warning he came, flooding my mouth with his hot load.
Our few moments were over as quickly as it began and he held me to him again and this time we kissed sharing the taste that will remind us where we left off. We didn’t make it to the shops instead we made our way back to his apartment to continue what we had just started…
Rating: 4.00
27 Jun 2008 - Johnson
Desert Fantasy
Brendan Austen and Michael Soldier are two hot studs on the set of a porn movie (what a stretch), set in an exotic land of desert sands, magic carpets, and REALLY big dicks. They act out the scene, first fighting, then flinging themselves into a passionate embrace. There's a lot of dick to suck in this scene, and it all gets sucked!
Marco Montana is the hot-as-hell porn director who joins them for a filthy three-way.
I can't count the switch-ups here, and to attempt to describe the action would be impossible. Brendan Austen is gorgeous, whether he is fucking or getting fucked and Michael Soldier is exactly the kind of tall dark and handsome stud I've been dreaming of getting my hands on. Marco Montana looks equally at home sucking a dick and getting his sucked.
Watching them suck one another, back and forth, round and round, is profoundly arousing. Just when the action and my attention would start to flag, they'd change things up. Everyone got a taste of dick. And when Brendan gets screwed, you can feel the passion oozing from the actors as they pleasure him and each other. Marco is impressive in the saddle. He's also impressive pleasuring Michael as Brendan plows Michael's ass.
All three men are really into it, fucking the hell out of each other. It's an impassioned performance you'll have to see to believe, and I suggest you go check it out before it disappears. Porn like this has got to be a mirage – it's just too good to be true!
Rating: 4.00
25 Jun 2008 - Richard
Camping Out
I’m not normally one for camping out but when Bud invited me away for a weekend of fun, excitement and a hard fucking time, I just had to go. The first night was pretty cool so he built up a campfire to die for and we sat around and talked about the good times, like guys do. In my mind I was wondering where the other guys were because he said that there was going to be a hell of a lot of fucking going on but, there so far it was just me and him.
He made up the excuse that maybe they chickened out and that was when he leant over and suggested we both get naked. Two seconds was all it took and we his hand was suddenly on my cock and his had grown to a length that made my ass twitch. His hand was on my cock, stroking it while he stroked his own. The moment was right.
Bud stood up and had me on my knees in front of him and he fed me his massive cock. I couldn’t believe it. His cock grew some more in my mouth as I gave him one of the wettest blowjobs ever. I wanted to impress him.
I sucked him, tasting his pre-cum and when I slid a finger deep into his ass he came, shooting his load down my throat.
Bud was a gorgeous guy really. He was more like a bushman, rugged and hard and his cock was surely a mountain man cock! He was well hung but then I was too and Bud was going to let me fuck his ass.
Now you maybe asking how I knew that, well when I moved away and swallowed, he found himself a rock and covered it with his shirt… he leant over it and spread his ass cheeks wide showing me his ass. I dropped to my knees and chowed down, using my tongue to lube it and with pre-cum dripping from my cock I stood behind him and slid my cock deep into his ass.
God, his ass felt so tight and warm and I felt myself shudder and gasp as I pushed the entire length of my cock deep inside him. I rocked back and forth, pounding my cock into his ass. With one more shove I was buried as deep as I could, up to my balls and my cum showered his bowels. My orgasm was intense and when I opened my eyes there were guy, more mountain men watching us!
I was suddenly rock hard again because I knew it was going to be a night full of hard fucking with the mountain men that hadn’t chickened out…
I think I like the idea of camping out with Bud!
Rating: 4.00
23 Jun 2008 - Johnson
Yes Please!
One of my hottest fantasies would have to be in a shower, dropping the soap and bending over to retrieve it. And of course the guy that would be behind me in a second would be Antonio Biaggi! Man, have you seen his cock?
He doesn’t look the type to be a crim but, that’s where I’d be in my fantasy, locked up in the same cell as the man with the biggest cock in porn. There is no way he could be a criminal but it makes it more interesting when you imagine him taking his revenge out on a poor guy’s ass.
My fantasy, is about hard assed guys who like to dominate men like me. You could hardly say he was naked in his leather out fit. His cock was like a massive log ready to hide deep inside my ass.
Bent down in the shower, my ass is his. “You ready to be fucked?” All I could do was moan. I tried to shake my head but I nodded instead and I felt him spread my ass cheeks and spit on my tight hole. I was shaking when I felt the head of his massive dick press against my hole.
I swallowed hard and he pressed forward sinking the head deep inside my ass. My ass was burning and I was trying so hard not to cry out. I didn’t want him to think I was a wimp of a man.
There was nothing gentle about him fucking my ass. He was rough but I loved it at the same time and when he shoved forward sinking the entire length deep into my ass I knew I would loose my load soon. Very soon… My cock was hard but he wouldn’t let me touch it.
He fucked me hard and fast, grabbing onto my hips, his strong hands holding me as he shoved his cock deep into my ass. He was taking his revenge on my ass and I loved it. I opened my eyes, just as I lost my load all over my feet. Fantasies are good and seeing Antonio was what I needed to help relieve myself frustrations.
Rating: 4.00
20 Jun 2008 - Richard
Dominating Lust
There are times when you will come across a shoot where you can see the dominating lust that oozes from some of the actors. And this shoot, where you see Bret Wolfe being led on a leash is one of those. You can see the lust for his master and they both feel for each other.
I thought perhaps it may have been better if he was led by the cock but the lust between the two of them is incredible. You can see by the way he, Bret is on his knees waiting for the moment when he can taste Michael’s cock. He needs to taste the pre-cum that oozes from the tip, and he doesn’t want to spill a drop.
He is only allowed to stand up for a few moments once Michael’s cock is rock hard and he holds on while Michael spreads his ass cheeks. The pleasure is visible when Bret looks towards the camera. His eyes are dreamy and he is ready to take Michael’s cock deep in his ass.
Michael presses the head against his puckered hole and slowly spreads his ass. He waits until the head is in and slowly pulls it out before sliding it back in… he does this a few times before thrusting his hips forward sinking the entire length deep inside him. His hips are tight against Bret’s ass.
His muscles flex and tense with each thrust but he wants it to do deeper. He wants to watch the pleasure and pain on his slave’s face. The move to a bench and Bret lays back with his legs bent and up. Michael feeds his cock into his ass once more. Bret’s ready for it and waits for him to shove it deep inside him.
The dominating fuck session goes on until Michael cums, shooting his load into his ass.
It’s shoots like this one that proves that domination and lust go hand in hand… or cock in ass. It’s the dominating affect that makes the lust so damn hot. I need a cold shower so badly but, I want to watch one more time first!
Rating: 4.00
19 Jun 2008 - Richard
Fucking Outdoors
This horny video featuring Jeremy Tucker and Sam Dixon is incredible really especially if you like fucking in the great outdoors. Both of these guys are gorgeous and they will take your breath away when you look at them. But together when they kiss, and hold each other you can feel your own cock growing in anticipation of what is going to happen.
No one could have possibly known that being close to a beautiful desert oasis could have such an affect on any man. But it does and when they start washing down they find themselves in each others arms and that kiss leads to a hot blowjob.
That fantastic blowjob in turn leads to them fucking wildly in many positions and the most interesting was over a log suspended over the water. It’s a fantastic position to be in and so open to the elements and to his hard cock.
Sam and Jeremey fuck in all positions they can possible think of.
Fucking in the great outdoors never looked as good as this until they both shot copious amounts of cum all over each others spent bodies.
Rating: 0.00
17 Jun 2008 - Johnson
Making Up
I had a huge argument with my friend and lover and sometimes when you find videos like this one it gives you an insight into what can happen if you make up.
In this video featuring Michael Soldier and Shane Rollins it has them as boyfriends and they have just had a fight. It’s fantastic to know that you can make up after an argument and what a wonderful way to make up.
Sex is definitely a great way to make up and although making up is hard to do when you see these guys together you will understand that that first kiss after is the start of something beautiful.
Watching them kiss was gorgeous and their bodies together were meant to be. Michael’s hairy body and Shane’s tattooed body were as one. They went from kissing to rubbing their cocks together. And Michael quickly moved around to give Shane one of the best make up blowjobs ever. He deep throated his cock until he was almost gagging.
Their wild and wet cock sucking and ass rimming turned into a fuck session with Shane fucking Michael’s ass hard and fast. They are both well hung guys Michael’s ass was stretched as wide as it could possibly stretch.
He’s on his back and Shane didn’t let up until Michael grabbed his cock in his hand and jerked it until they both came together.
They were both wet and sticky when it was over and it looked like a great way to make up. There’s a lot to be said about making up and what better way to make up then to have wild sex. I’ll have what Michael and Shane had… it’s time to call my man and work on making up, the sexual way!
Rating: 0.00
13 Jun 2008 - Peter
Well hung guys
I’m not sure what could be better than two well hung guys together… Actually when you think about it, twenty inches in total between these two guys makes it a hell of a lot better especially when they are Erik Hunter and Remy Delaine.
The action is incredible, two horny guys, well hung their muscled man flesh oozes hot sex. But first they start with a man hug, and kiss and an ass rimming that most guys would die for. Erik knows how to use his tongue and you can see the effect it has on Remy as soon as he starts licking his ass.
Following his ass licking Remy turns around and takes Erik’s massive cock deep into his mouth. He gives one of the best deep throat blowjobs to this big guy that you can possibly ever imagine. You’d wish it were you if you were with Remy and Erik.
Sixt-nine is a fantastic number when you see these two guys sucking each other’s cock. And Erik take’s Remy’s deep down his throat. How could ten inches go down so well without him gagging?
Erik spreads Remy’s ass so we can all see how his puckered ass hole. It made me wonder how Erik’s cock was ever going to fit into that tiny hole. But it did. Erik slid his cock deep into his ass right up to his balls. He pounded into him; Remy rode him, his ass sliding up and down the full length of his thick 10 inches and more.
The fucking was incredible. They were both hot and sweaty and I wasn’t sure who was enjoying himself the most, Remy whose ass was getting a pounding or Erik who was doing the fucking.
Watching this scene made me want to take up body building and getting to meet these two well hung men. The bigger the better... I think it’s time for me to take a cold shoulder before I watch another video.
Rating: 4.00
11 Jun 2008 - Johnson
Manroot
I’m trembling at the knees, my throbbing cock is quite visible and as hard as I tried to hide it, it was impossible. Just as it was impossible to hide my lust for the guy they call Manroot. He’s awesome; incredibly horny and sure most guys love his porn name, but I just long for the day that I can worship his cock. He’s my true randy man fantasy.
Working with the man is damn hard and so am I and when he catches me looking at him he turns round and begins to strip out of his clothes. He pulls on his nipple ring and looks me straight in the eye and I almost blow my load in my jocks.
I can’t help myself; I have to find out how big he really is. His cock bulges from his jocks but instead of showing me he turns around and shows me his asshole that begs to be eaten. I unzip my jeans and watch him, he turns around again and this time he reaches for his juice bottle and pisses in it.
And it was then that I realized it wasn’t a piss horn he was holding in his hand it was the full length of his massive dick. It’s thick and long and it takes two man hands to stroke it. I dropped to my knees in front of him and let him use me as his fuck toy.
I didn’t close my eyes at all, not at all because I needed to look at it, to take it in, the size was fucking awesome! The taste of his pre-cum is fantastic, he lets it stream onto my tongue before he pushes the bulging head into my mouth. He holds my head and fucks my mouth, the head hitting the back of my throat, making me gag until I feel the first shot of hot cum…
I hear him telling me to worship his cock, to drink down his cum and to never forget that I had just been fucked by a guy named Manroot!
Fantasies are good and when you see the size of his fucking cock you will want to be on the end of his massive cock too. He will stretch you wide if he lets you ride his cock, but that’s another fantasy!
Rating: 4.00
7 Jun 2008 - Richard
Old Friends
Sometimes you get tired of being single. Of being alone. Most of all, of being celibate. And then an incident comes along that reminds you just how hot quick encounters can be, especially at unexpected times.
A buddy of mine from college, Mike, had recently come home for a weekend break, and of course I went over to his house to see him. It had been awhile, and I was glad for some company. Little did I know one of our mutual friends, and my own old high school hook up buddy, Tom, was also there. He and I hadn’t talked since going to college ourselves, and now four years later he sat across the room from me, our friend going on about his college experience, all the while taking me in and obviously liking what he saw.
I couldn’t help stare back at him. After all, it had been awhile since I’d gotten any, and Tom was no slouch in the looks department. After a few years he still had thick dark hair, tight muscles under a small t-shirt, and tight jeans that left little to the imagination.
After enough zoning out and thinking about what I’d like to do to him, I had to excuse myself. I told Mike and Tom that it was great to see them but that I had to get going. Not too surprisingly, Tom said the same and we said goodnight, walking into the dark summer night where our cars we parked outside.
“You’re looking well. Wanna fool around?” he said suddenly. I did, but that didn’t stop me from being surprised.
“Here?”
“I don’t know. There’s nowhere we can go?” he asked. I shook my head. I put my key in the lock of the door, hoping to get home before my loins forced me to do something bad, but suddenly Tom was there, spinning me around and kissing me. We kissed passionately, and I found myself missing not just the touch of anyone, but an old flame.
He kissed my neck and worked his way down, the darkness heightening the sense of touch, the only sound being his lips touching my skin and the chirping of crickets. As I let him kiss me, moving farther and farther down, suddenly he was on his knees, my pants lowered, the hot muggy air around my thick hard cock. He took all seven inches of me into his hot mouth, like some dark sex phantom that came out at night to suck off young men in desperate need of action.
He hadn’t lost any of his touch, even though it was tough to see him at work. His mouth was working furiously on my cock, one hand cupping my tightening balls, the other squeezing my ass. The thought of his lips moving, his tongue slurping my dick, the idea of a car coming by and shining their headlights on two young men in the throes of orgasm.
Which is exactly what happened as I leaned against my car and let my cum shoot into Tom’s mouth, my sweat and the humidity mingling in the night.
He stood up and kissed me one more time, the salty taste of my cum still lingering in his mouth, and whispered “you owe me.” He then got into his car, jetted away, and left me wondering where I had stashed his number.
Rating: 4.00
4 Jun 2008 - Peter
Coffee Mate
He comes in every day, smiling at me, ordering an espresso, and then takes off for the bathroom. He spends a few minutes in there, comes out, finishes his drink, takes one look over his shoulder at me and then disappears. To class, or the library, or wherever it is Sony the young, skinny good looking college guy goes.
He must have known I was staring at him every time. A skinny frame but a cute smile, nice eyes, smooth skin that no doubt went all the way down to his crotch. He always had tight pants, and wasn’t shy about walking with a little wiggle.
It’s not that crowded this time, he’s the only one on line. After I mix his drink, my hand trembling somewhat, he winks at me and takes a sip. Slinging his book bag over his shoulder he heads into the bathroom, and I mumble something to my manager. I follow him in.
He’s standing there with his bag on the floor, his double latte on the sink. His eyes run up and down my own thin body.
“I was wondering when you’d finally come in.”
He makes a bee line for me and suddenly we’re kissing, his hands running to the back and undoing my apron, my own hands feeling up inside his polo shirt. His tongue wrestles with mine. He’s surprisingly strong for such a small guy, and he’s pulled my shirt off and undone my pants far quicker than I got his own clothes off.
Getting to his knees, he pulls my shorts down and finds my dick still hardening, my six inch jumping as he grips it tight and begins sucking eagerly. His tongue flicked my head and he sucked down my pre-cum so readily that my mind barely registering the worry of whether or not his slurping sounds can be heard through the door. Sony was a pro, and my balls tightened as his hands squeezed my ass, his head bobbing back and forth as he slurped my cock.
With a familiar surge, the bathroom went dark and my knees almost buckled as I came into his mouth. He started to moan slightly as I filled his mouth with hot cum. He pulled away and smiled, wiping some of my jizz from the corner of his mouth.
He stood up wiping some sweat off my brow, then pushed me down. He slid his pants to his ankles and his rock hard eight inch cock found its way to my lips. He pushed far, and I took it all the way down, hearing him squeal and groan as he pushed back and forth, my lips going raw, my gag reflex trying desperately not to kick in.
He pushed faster and faster, getting into a rhythm, my own tongue and throat getting into the acts, and as my hands tugged gently as his balls I felt them tighten and his hot, sticky cum squirt itself down my throat, the salty taste coating my tongue. He leaned on the sink, his eyes closed and his tight skinny muscles flexing as he pulled out, a string of cum from my lips to his cock finally breaking.
He picked up his pants and gave me a kiss, the taste of my own cum mingling with his own. He winked as I put my own pants on and he walked out the door. I found myself very ready to start serving coffee in the mornings.
Rating: 4.00
3 Jun 2008 - Richard
Great Outdoors
Michael Brandon's monster cock is always a welcome sight here. I love him because, well, there's so much to love. He's a gorgeous man, built like a thoroughbred, and hung like one, too. And as a performer, he's a delight. Even in still photos he has that hypersexual air of command. You know he's in charge.
And this shoot with Francois Sagat is no exception. Michael is king of the great outdoors as he meets Francois for some steamy sex outside.
Francois sucks Michael before bending over to take that huge cock into his tight and muscular ass. It's a sight for sore eyes – no matter how many times I watch Michael Brandon fuck someone, I can never quite believe that they can take that thing all the way, and yet somehow he manages to work it all in there.
Francois seems to love every inch. Eventually he just lays on his back and lets Michael skewer him. It's a hell of a sight, both men with heads thrown back in pleasure, bodies flexed and caught at the height of sexual heat.
This shoot is sure to please, combining as it does two such well-hung and gorgeous studs. If you love outdoor photo shoots and are a fan of Michael Brandon, you'll love this. Too hot to be believed, and way too good to miss!
Rating: 4.00
30 May 2008 - Peter
Hot Winter Ride
I live in the northern hemisphere, so it often seems like Aussie hunks have all the luck; when I'm stuck in freezing sleet with three inches of ice on my car, they're basking in the heat down under, enjoying summertime. I know, I know, Australian summers are brutal. Summer here is brutal, too. Doesn't stop me from being cold at night!
My point is that it seems like Aussie guys, too, are always hot even when nobody else seems to be doing the trick for me. And Kristian Winter always has a trick up his sleeve.
He's the kind of guy I want to do it all with. I want to lay him down and pay some close attention to that massive dick of his, getting up close and personal with it during a nice, long fuck and suck session that would definitely have the windows steaming up before we were done.
I'd sixty-nine with him first, because I can't decide whether I'd want him to suck me first, or if I'd rather get my mouth around that delectable and tempting nine inches of prime-cut fuck meat. And when his cock had reached its full glorious hardness, and mine was aching for more attention, I'd wrestle him for who got to be on top.
Aussie jocks are so hot, though, I can't resist, so I'd eventually let him win, and beg him to shove that huge cock into my hole. He'd tease me with it, jerking it and showing off for me, then eating my ass messily until I had my legs and cheeks spread for him.
I can only imagine how great a fuck he must be. I know from watching his movies that he delivers a forceful fucking, and I'd want him to take my ass by storm, not sparing me a thing as he hammered up my twitching ass. I guarantee my cock would be rock hard just from the pleasure of servicing him.
He'd cum first, leaving me with his sticky mess dripping out of me as I rolled him over to return the favor. I'd go to town on his ass like I was at an ass-eating contest and he had the all-you-can-eat butt buffet. I have never, and I mean never, seen an ass that begs more for my tongue in it. I love his little piercing, right behind his balls, and I love his pink, eager, waxed ass.
He'd learn how much I love it, all right, when I melted off all the snow with the heat generated while I work my own thick tool into his tight asshole. He'd cram himself back on me and take the fucking like a champ until I came, too, collapsing on his lean, athletic body for a breather before beginning round two.
See? Now that I've written all that, I'm not cold at all. In fact, I think I'd better go stand inside! If the polar ice caps melt, don't blame me, blame Kristian!
Rating: 4.00
29 May 2008 - Richard
Double Trouble
Justin Christopher is familiar to you all as the darkly handsome stud we've featured here before. His lean but muscular build and very large cock have made him a favorite among XtraInches readers. And here he is, at his attractive best, not alone, but paired with another hung hunk, Marcos Pirelli.
Marcos is a lot like Justin – lean, well-built, very, very good-looking, with a beautiful body and a big cock the likes of which will make your mouth water and your ass twitch.
And like two great things that taste great together, they are greater than the sum of their parts. On camera, these two sizzle.
The setting is a warehouse full of old boxes, and the two of them fuck the hell out of each other all over this landscape. Each man offers up mouth and ass to the other, taking turns – and who can blame them? With two such gorgeous studs, it'd be hard indeed to pick whether you wanted to be fucked or do the fucking. Thankfully, they don't settle for just one, and the cameras catch it all.
These are beautiful shots, and there are a lot of them – seven pages full of hunky man-flesh for you to drool over.
Don't waste any time! Head over and take a look if you don't believe me! And then you can join me in hoping for more shoots of these two together or, if we're lucky, video!
Rating: 4.00
27 May 2008 - Peter
Merman
My thighs—they're crowded with cock, prodded and pitted with it, while mini-spasms rock my groin—all because Mr.—dappled-with-sea-water, dripping from tree-trunk-sized-thighs—plopping fatly from the briny-cum-flavored-schlong, obvious as a rain-water-washed-window, even from here, the merman, from next door, is rising from the depths of a salt-water pool.
Mr. Schwing-Meister aka Fabio-Clone's lift-out is salmon leap gorgeous.
Suffice, to say, Fabio-man swims naked, which makes Ned-next-door a happy house-sitter. Guy's in love with his body, clearly. But, so am I. Watching him wets my loins and jerks things more than a marionette gets jerked around by its strings.
'F-Guys' wrapping himself, got those bocce-balls, his Neptune worthy cock mostly covers, while me, I'm rubbing around my own, very exposed, big-guy, circle-kneading the shaft, while I adjust my binoculars, I’m horny, a little giddy, but sympathetic.
See,' F's' dry-off 's enabled by this barf-green, bleach-splattered, doesn't make-a- mini-skirt-for-those- cereal-bowl- buttocks—or those big-as-two-necks-thighs of his own towel. The thing is not-for-guests-presentable, like most of what I own.
All of which, makes me wonder about Fabio.
He can't live there, anymore than I live here. We're enjoying comforts we haven't earned; we’re spongers, although mine's a boring kind of sponging, while Fabio's is much more interesting.
Ex-tennis player's build, the sleek threads, matching silver Mercedes attest to money. Mr. Lion-Mane with mirror-shades has been there twice. Nor do I don't doubt Lion-Guy is the pool's true owner. The mystery is why Fabio gets to swim in it every day, sans clothes—why he can't touch the decent towels, or won't.
A single Greek-God-worthy foot rests on concrete, while gorgeous runnels of man-topography, cause the fully dressed man looking down at Fabio to stare at the Ken-gone-Hulk-huge doll, over-spilling his deck chair.
A hand lifts the big as a doll's neck cock from its hairy-boy-base. The big-as-sea-sponges pair stand hairy-huevos rancheros-to-be-oval and tall.
One fist grips while the second hand tickles feather-light-tease-strokes across Fabio's eight-inches, lengthening it the more, while the fisted hand frigs, plumping it fatter.
Silver-suit leans down, kisses Fabio, awakening him. Fabio undresses him between kisses, revealing Silver's muscles, the white and gold mat on a pair of nice pecs.
Silver's got a nice stallion too.
Soon those big boys are nuzzling, Silver's charging, mounting over Fabio's while his lean body arches, strains bull-walrus mock-rearing- aggressive, while Fabio's leg embraces his cock-sitter, hugs Silver's hip, then flops, a powerful wing, revealing dense pube-patch, a fat hog, biding time.
I recall the scene, buffing, stretching my own guy. And I know, just know that Fabio bends over cause Silver likes it, likes him too, in a skimpy old towel, know that if things were just a little different he'd wear the suit, swim the length of silver's ass—enormous cock cresting, like Neptune on a wind-churned wave, plunging first and then receding, like endless tide.
He's done, and me with nothing to swim in but a bathtub.
At least there's tomorrow
Rating: 4.00
