A Close Shave
I don't know what it is about guys shaving, but it just drives me wild. If I catch so much as a glimpse of Eric shaving in the mirror, I get a huge hard-on, instantly.
I caught him last Tuesday lathering up, and I just stood in the hall and watched through the open door. He had the towel around his waist, and water was beaded over his broad shoulders, running down the channel of his spine. Delicious.
I couldn't stand it for long, I had to go in there and pull that towel away, grab his cock, and start playing with it. He kept trying to shave, but he was laughing, and I was squeezing, so he accidentally cut himself.
Naturally, I felt bad, so I had to get down and suck it to prove how sorry I was. I love the taste of him when he's just showered, and how his clean skin feels in my mouth, soft and supple with water, but with the hardness of his cock underneath.
Just to try something different this time, I leaned him back on the edge of the sink and grabbed his shaving kit. In short order, I'd lathered him up below the belt and was carefully taking off the hair a stroke at a time.
Porn stars do it because it makes their dicks look bigger. Well, when I was through with Eric he's such a good boy, he never complained he looked huge. I wiped him down with a wet towel and leaned back to appreciate my handiwork . . . nothing short of incredible.
I sucked it again, stroked it with one hand. It all felt so smooth and slippery! I drooled all over him, squeezed his balls, played with him, even pulled off to lick him from his tip right down to his nuts, running my tongue over all the flesh that had been furry until this morning.
He could only take so much, and soon he bent me over the sink, broke out the lube, and started working that monster into me. I reached back and held my ass open for him, felt his slick flesh sliding into me, way into me, felt how lewd it was as his massive cock split me. It was so slippery, so utterly naughty and filthy. My cock was hard as nails, and he soon had a fist around it, pumping me to a frenzy.
I bucked back against him, shoving back until I couldn't take another minute, and then I came explosively, all over the bathroom cabinet.
He came, too, turned me around and kissed me while he jerked off on my belly. The cum ran down and covered us both, making him slippery and getting matted in my pubic hair.
I don't know whether I'd want him to go hairless all the time, but I think it was definitely an amazing change. Eric, though . . . he says next time it's my turn.
Rating: 1.62
5 May 2007 - Johnson
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: 2.13
4 May 2007 - Peter
Heat Stroke
Lex and Marcos are side by side on a beautiful patio as this raging-hot scene opens. They're stroking off in front of each other. The temperature rises, and soon Marcos is sucking Lex's gorgeous cock. Lots of sexy slurping and tongue action here, he goes after that cock like he was a starving man, stroking and swallowing it. I can't blame him for enjoying his work it looks tasty as hell!
He jerks his cock while he does it, and when the heat is too much, he just has to have some cock in his hot, horny hole. He leans against the stucco wall and gets a tongue in his cute pink ass, all the while stroking and pulling on his cock. The entry shot is amazing, every inch of that fat cock going right into Marcos' slippery asshole.
The fucking starts slow, but it picks up speed. These two gorgeous hunks can't get enough of each other! And I can't get enough of this scene. Two muscled, sexy studs getting it on. By the time Marcos sits on Lex's cock, I was ready to blast off, and only holding out because I had to see how the scene ended! I'm glad I waited, because this is some incredible ass-pistoning action, with Marcos' cock bouncing and flopping all over. It's very hard the whole time, and very sexy! The cumshots are delicious, too.
This has got to be on of my favorite new jerk-off scenes. I can't get enough of these pretty, pretty boys.
Rating: 1.82
2 May 2007 - Johnson
Three Wishes
I love a scene that ditches the foreplay and lunges straight to the filthy fucking. The scene starts with super-hung stud Dario all over tattooed Asian hunk Cory, who proceeds to drop to his knees and give Dario's massive eleven-inch cock a tongue lashing that should go down in the history books as most ruthlessly hot blowjob ever.
You will not believe what you're seeing. Cory sucks the whole thing down over and over, though he all but chokes on it. He obviously loves his work, loves licking balls, too. This, friends and neighbors, is what you call "unbridled enthusiasm."
And when the time comes to lay out the ass-fucking, holy shit is it raw and hot! I don't know how Cory manages to take the whole thing, but he does. Dario lays him back and crams it in so far it looks like an optical illusion! And Cory? He loves it! Throws his head back, smiling, stroking his cock like it's the best fuck on earth, and from where I'm sitting he may damn well be right!
It's damn rare to see a guy, who can take a cock that huge straight up the ass, but Cory not only manages it, he makes it obvious he loves every sticky, throbbing inch.
Dario adores fucking a guy who can take his whole prick, too. His groans and panting are as sexy as hell. I'm not sure who is at the mercy of whom! This is an unbelievable performance from both guys, and you won't want to miss it. I had to watch it three times before I could stop thinking about it!
The setting's an exotic Moorish palace, and this sure looks like a tale out of the Arabian Nights if a genie grants me three wishes, I know what I'm wishing for. The only question is would I rather be Dario, or Cory?
Rating: 1.68
31 Apr 2007 - Richard
The Pickup
You'd think that a french-born stud like Gabriel Sinclair would have enough cock, since his is already 8.5 inches and totally uncut.
You'd be wrong.
He's dying for some hot manmeat, and Rick Power is just the power stud he hopes will give it to him. He warms himself up with a huge butt-plug in what looks like an abandoned alley. I can't believe he fits all of that monster toy in there, but the dirty slut sure loves it!
Rick watches, strokes his massive uncut member. You have to see this to believe it the thing jerks and twitches all by itself, practically dancing like a horny dog's! He finally offers it to the cock-starved Gabriel to suck on, which he does with utter abandon.
When these guys finally go at it in nothing but badass butt-stomping boots and black jockstraps, it's so hot my computer is sweating! It's no wonder Gabriel wants some of this hot Latin meat Rick sure knows what he's doing, pounds it to poor Gabe every which way up, down and sideways, straight into next week! The finish is blistering hot, both of them completely carried away, fucking like animals.
It's an awesome scene, hotter than hell in fact, and it's only made hotter by the fact that it's happening in a dirty, dim alley. I guess that's appropriate, given that Gabriel is acting like a total cock and cum-hungry slut, and Rick is just the sort of street-smart bad guy I dream of meeting in a dark alley someday!
I have to say, if I thought I could pick up guys this hot for a fuck this nasty outside my local bars, you'd see me trolling a lot more often! But for now, it's fantasy, and watching this scene a lot more.
Rating: 1.65
28 Apr 2007 - Peter
The Pickup
You'd think that a french-born stud like Gabriel Sinclair would have enough cock, since his is already 8.5 inches and totally uncut.
You'd be wrong.
He's dying for some hot manmeat, and Rick Power is just the power stud he hopes will give it to him. He warms himself up with a huge butt-plug in what looks like an abandoned alley. I can't believe he fits all of that monster toy in there, but the dirty slut sure loves it!
Rick watches, strokes his massive uncut member. You have to see this to believe it the thing jerks and twitches all by itself, practically dancing like a horny dog's! He finally offers it to the cock-starved Gabriel to suck on, which he does with utter abandon.
When these guys finally go at it in nothing but badass butt-stomping boots and black jockstraps, it's so hot my computer is sweating! It's no wonder Gabriel wants some of this hot Latin meat Rick sure knows what he's doing, pounds it to poor Gabe every which way up, down and sideways, straight into next week! The finish is blistering hot, both of them completely carried away, fucking like animals.
It's an awesome scene, hotter than hell in fact, and it's only made hotter by the fact that it's happening in a dirty, dim alley. I guess that's appropriate, given that Gabriel is acting like a total cock and cum-hungry slut, and Rick is just the sort of street-smart bad guy I dream of meeting in a dark alley someday!
I have to say, if I thought I could pick up guys this hot for a fuck this nasty outside my local bars, you'd see me trolling a lot more often! But for now, it's fantasy, and watching this scene a lot more.
Rating: 1.87
24 Apr 2007 - Richard
Together Again
The first thing I want to do after coming home from a long three days out is suck his cock. We hurry out of the airport, pile into the car. Before we are halfway home I have his pants open and his cock out. We're driving 75 down the freeway, hauling ass, and I have a fistful of cock. He has both hands on the wheel and is staring straight ahead, trying not to lose his cool.
It could kill us both.
Don't care. Don't care. Don't care.
I just want him. I'd lean over and suck him right now, but there's no room. Still I ache for him in my mouth. I hunger for him. I want to feel the weight of his cock, impressive, on my tongue. I want to feel his fat cock head wedged against the back of my mouth. I want to taste his pre-cum, his salty, sticky real come. I want him throbbing, pulsing, shooting into my mouth, choking me with the gooey load I know he's been saving for me.
I want to shove him down and straddle him, both hands planted on that wide, furry chest I love so much, and missed so much. I want to feel his heart pounding under my hands as I lower myself onto him inch by inch, a little at a time. I want to feel his cock slowly sliding into me, want to hear the hitch in his breath when I hit bottom and squirm.
I love taking his huge cock in my ass. I feel owned, I feel like I'm completing my purpose, whenever he takes me. I want to take him, riding him, feeling that massive cock splitting me, knowing that I'll never have better than him, that there's no better cock in all the world. The way it's so big, so hard, that it fills me completely, makes me lightheaded, makes me crave it more every time I have it.
He's everything. I hate being away from him, having to fantasize at night, jerking off thinking about his dick, sucking it, riding it, jerking it while I fuck him. My own hand isn't enough. I need him. I need him inside me, filling me. I don't care if it's mouth or ass, but I NEED him. Need him to come inside me, remind me of where I belong: at his side.
By the time we get home, I'm nearly out of my mind. I shove him into the door as soon as it closes; and I go down on him right in the foyer. He stares down at me, holds my hair, and, before I've been sucking him for two minutes he cums in my mouth.
I look up at him, swallowing, his cock still lying across my cheek. He chases a thread of cum off my lower lip with his thumb. "I missed you," he says. "Welcome home."
Rating: 2.19
19 Apr 2007 - Johnson
They Call It Paradise
Okay, I thought the PICTURES were more than my poor cock could take. I almost gave myself tendonitis over the VIDEO. It's taken me this long to come up with anything articulate enough to write down about this. For days I was stuck at "Wow, wow, fucking WOW."
I have seen a lot of porn, and this is at the top of the porn pyramid like a giant winking diamond. Very few scenes I've seen touch this one.
Let me put this delicately. I want to throw Caio down and fuck him like a filthy madman until he screams for mercy, and then I want to fuck him some more. I think that's about as delicate as I can be. And J.R.? It's really, really not hard to see why Caio worships his cock like a pagan idol, because it is a magnificent fuckin' cock, and it's a magnificent fucking JR delivers to Caio with it.
With the cameras rolling, you can see the passion pouring off these two like waves of heat from hot pavement. It's uncanny, the connection these two have. Caio is bent on nothing but pleasing JR and paying homage to that gargantuan cock, and JR loves every second of it, as well he should. Caio is unspeakably gorgeous, obscenely.
A guy as good looking as he is could go into regular movies, or modeling, make a million, but he's whoring his sweet, slutty ass on camera and loving every inch of stiff dick that gets crammed into it, and all I can fucking say is thank GOD he is, because if I'd died not seeing this on film, I would have died too soon.
The setting is a veranda overlooking a gorgeous tropical resort, and the two of them out-fuck the jungle as Caio sucks, then fucks, JR's prizewinning prick. This beautiful boy worships him like a jungle god, using his mouth, hands, and ass to please his master, and then blows his own load before taking JR's messy one right across the tongue.
The hottest part is after, when the two are totally spent, and Caio is just ever so sweetly kissing the cock that just fucked the hell out of him. This guy loves his work, and I pray that we see more of him. More of BOTH of them. Together.
They are a HELL of a pair.
Rating: 1.94
17 Apr 2007 - Richard
Library Time
Just me and him, late after closing, in the stacks. All day, I'd been ogling him as I researched my project for my lit class. Hard not to; lean, tall, handsome, dark hair and pale skin, with perfect little wire-rimmed glasses for that geeky overkill.
We knew each other pretty well lots of parties, lots of study groups, a couple of classes together. When he offered to help me out with my project, I leaped at the chance. Only we weren't getting any work done.
He had me pushed against a bookshelf, and now he was on his knees, sucking my cock. His eyes were closed behind his glasses. His hair kept falling in his face, and I kept brushing it away. His mouth was soft, hot, talented. I wanted to just grab his hair and fuck his face, but the teasing was nice, too.
Nicer was pulling him up, bending him over the little trolley that held the books to be shelved, and taking his pants down. His ass, creamy white, pale, was just perfect, and begged to be spanked. I slapped it a few times, then slapped it harder, until I brought red up in the cheeks, giving him some color.
I dug my nails into his tender flesh as I ate his ass until he begged me to stop, then begged me for more. I got my fingers into him and he all but wailed, hauling on my hair. I had to oblige I didn't want him suffering. I stood, lay my cock along the crack of his ass.
I'm big. Not, like, a mule or anything, but my cock is definitely sizeable, and it was the biggest he'd ever seen. I know, 'cause he told me so. Well, there's a definite thrill involved in introducing some cute young thing to the joys of oversized cock, and so I decided to really take my time about this.
I pressed against his ass, nudging against his asshole a little at a time, easing off, nudging again. I could feel him tightening, loosening; feel him relax slowly until the spongy head of my cock had almost slipped in.
He moaned, then yelped when I flexed my hips and drove in, his asshole swallowing the head of my cock. He was hot and tight, squeezing, and I felt him start to panic. Too big, he was sure it was too big. I eased it into him, leaned over, whispered in his ear, gentle words. I pushed in, held him there, felt his ass adjust from squeezing cramps to gentle, rolling contractions. I stroked his cock and he sighed, then moaned, bit me on the arm.
I had him. I knew I did. I fucked him slowly, easily, taking the long way around as it were, letting him get used to it. He panted, moaned, glasses askew. I pulled them off, tossed them aside and kissed him, drooled onto his tongue. He clutched my hip and pulled me in.
So I pounded him, feeding his ass my fat cock over and over, until he was begging for more, begging for me to do it harder, begging me to fuck him like a bitch. I came inside him, gushing what felt like a gallon of jizz into his ass, emptying myself.
We slid to the floor, where he rolled me over as he pulled off me. His cock was still standing up fat and hard, just as big as mine was. I knew that look. It was my turn to take it.
He pushed my leg up, and I gritted my teeth, groaned as he made his slow entry.
Aah, college. Those were the days.
Rating: 1.57
14 Apr 2007 - Peter
Red Eye Flight
I don't even know him, but that's not what matters. What matters is the stillness in the airplane cabin, the silence of all the other passengers sleeping or pretending to sleep. We're halfway back, over the wing. The plane's vibrations are stronger here, the sound of the engines loud.
We've been stealing kisses, when nobody is looking. I'm stiff in my pants, and I know he is, too. I get a blanket, throw it over him. He shoves the armrest between us up, and I slide closer. I push my hand under his blanket, reaching for him. I whisper in his ear. "This is what I'd like to do to you..."
God, his cock is huge! He takes it out, opening his pants so that it comes sliding out like a snake, so stiff, it's standing straight up. The flesh is hot and smooth. I can't see him, so I have to feel, using my fingertips like a blind man to get a picture of his cock. I close my fingers around the base, can barely reach. It tapers to the end, but the head is fat. He's not cut, and the foreskin slides smoothly back and forth, begging me to play with it. The slit at the end is deep, as though the flesh around it is swollen.
"I'd shove you down and suck you," I whisper. "Run my tongue here, and here, and here." I demonstrate with my fingers. "I'd get my mouth to about here, and I'd have to back off, because it's so fucking big. My hand would be on the rest, squeezing while I sucked."
He arches into my fist.
"I'd lick your balls, squeeze them, suck them into my mouth. Bite just a little." I play with his nuts, rolling them gently, tugging. He loves it. His breath comes faster. "I'd lick your ass while you played with yourself. Would you like that?"
He moans softly, and for a few minutes we're quiet. I get a finger in his ass, and he's jerking his cock.
"We'd fuck each other senseless. Me first. I'd want to feel this thing in my ass, pounding me, throbbing, the biggest cock I've had in weeks. I'd want to feel you shoving into me over and over, pulling all the way out, pushing all the way in. God, yes. All of you inside me."
He nods, hips arching off the airplane seat. Nobody's looking. The stewardesses are busy in the front of the plane.
"I'd suck the come out of you so we could share the taste," I whisper. He bites his lip. I tug the blanket back just enough, slide sideways in the seat and lean down to suck it as he jerks that hard shaft. The foreskin ripples over the head, in my mouth. I play with it, shoving my tongue around the head of his cock, sucking hard, tongue-lashing the underside.
It doesn't take long before he cums. A torrent of hot, sticky semen erupts in spurts, filling my mouth. I catch it all, careful not to make noise. All he does is grind his teeth and sigh. I feel him shuddering, though. I know it was a good one. His balls draw up tight, and the twitching in his shaft goes on and on.
I climb up, kiss him, and we do share the taste. He shoves me back into my seat, leans into my ear and whispers to me.
"Here's what I'd like to do to you . . ."
Rating: 1.86
12 Apr 2007 - Johnson
Bad, Bad Boys
It's a fantasy I have, being caught at the mercy of some muscular, big-cocked stud outside a seedy bar in the bad part of town.
I made the mistake this time of messing with the wrong guy, a 5'11 black hunk named Jay, who was even now unlimbering his huge cock from his well-worn jeans. His friends held my arms back and forced me to my knees, and I stared in fascination as he revealed his massive cock.
This beautiful bad boy stroked himself to full hardness, teasing his prick with one dark hand, waving it at me as though in admonishment. "You're not going to pick another fight, are you?" he asks? I'm still sore from the couple of body shots and right hook across the face that I took earlier, but I have the feeling I'm going to end up a lot more sore before the night is done.
I shake my head. No, I'll behave.
"Good. Then you'll suck this just to kiss and make up, right? Show me you're serious."
I don't want to let on, but this is exactly what I'd wanted from the moment I set eyes on him and picked a fight over changing the music on the radio.
He pushes it into my mouth and makes me suck it. I'm at the mercy of his cock, that hard black thing that's bruising my mouth and making me all but choke. And I love it. I love every inch of it. I struggle against the hands that hold me, but it's only for show. I can't think of anything I want more than to be here in this alley, servicing this stud with my willing mouth, worshiping his cock.
The gritty alley asphalt grinds under my boots and knees as I try to keep my balance. His guys keep tipping me, though, and I have no control over how deep that cock goes. It chokes me, and I fight to keep up.
He decides to spare me, has me shoved against a wall and stripped. His guys get me ready while he watches, stroking his prick. Their fingers, tongues, are in my ass. I pant and moan. It feels great, but I know when he puts his cock in me it'll feel better. I need a big one just to satisfy me.
His is sure big. Theres got to be at least ten inches of it hanging between his legs. And as he takes a position behind me I know every inch of it is going to get crammed into my ass. I want to fuck him all night, want him to use me like a little bitch.
And he does well, he doesn't last all night. Just fifteen minutes or so of me leaning against the wall and hollering as he hammers my tight asshole with his monster prick, damn near splitting me open, ramming again and again into my ass until my hands are scraped raw against the brick and his friends have to hold me up.
Christ, he's going to make me service them, too, but not until he's done. And he'll be done, soon. He pulls out, shoves me to the alley floor, where filth and grime smear me, and he stands over me like a black colossus, jerking his cock. A titan among men. His cock twitches once, twice, and then he unleashes a massive stream of cum, one that I'd think was fake if I wasn't seeing it for myself. It's followed by more just like it, and they rain down on me, splattering my naked, dirty body.
I rub it in, my own cock bulging. His friends are ready to go. So am I.
Damn. This is going to be a great night!
Rating: 1.48
11 Apr 2007 - Peter
Sheer Beauty
Ivan Andros and Remy Delaine! God, I must have died and gone to heaven.
This shoot is all about pleasure. Take a look. From the gorgeous exotic setting to the beautiful men, it's all designed to delight the eye. But these guys are bent on delighting each other. Remy Delaine, arguably the top pretty boy in porn, offers up his delectable mouth, cock, and ass for Ivan's pleasure, and the two of them go at it in fine style.
Ivan obviously loves having the talented Remy sucking on his cock and what a super sized prick it is. The thing has got to be seven inches around! But he's not afraid to turn the tables and offer Remy a little pleasure in the form of some cock sucking and a good ass-rimming. Who can blame him? Every part of Remy looks good enough to eat, especially here in these beautiful, very professional shots.
When the fucking starts, the camera doesn't miss a trick; Remy rides Ivan like the gorgeous stallion he is, then goes on his back to take deep plunging strokes from Ivan's monster shaft. Both men's faces contort in pleasure as they fuck one another into oblivion.
This is a monument to lush, sexy indulgence, a treat for the eye and the cock, featuring two jewels of porn getting really, really lucky. Don't miss it!
Rating: 1.37
6 Apr 2007 - Richard
One Wild Night
I plunge into his ass; listen to the rattle of the headboard against the wall keeping time with my thrusts. Tony loves every inch, every fucking inch, his handsome face contorted in pleasure. He knows exactly what he does to me, I think.
He drove me to this, teasing and egging me on at the club, groping me, shoving me against the bar and kissing me, biting my neck. I've been seduced. I'm being used. But right now it's my cock in his ass, and his cries filling the cheap hotel room.
His cock is so big and beautiful; I keep my hands on it while we fuck. And when I come, I pull out of him and slide my sticky cock all over his, squeezing them both together until I explode, gush on his shaft. What a mess! It drips off him and onto his belly. My mouth is watering.
Even as the aftershocks twitch through my cock, I drop down and lick my own come off his cock. Makes me a pig, I know. But I can't resist. Too juicy. He holds it for me and I clean it methodically from bottom to top, his belly, and his balls. And I keep sucking until he's bucking his hips up.
He hasn't come yet, and I let him pin me on my belly, work his cock into my ass. It's a tight fit, a very tight fit, but it feels wonderful, and he knows what he's doing. It doesn't hurt, it just feels wonderful. All that experience pays off.
Nothing is as satisfying as this, as a big cock in the ass, and this one is nine inches long and about as satisfying as they come. And there's a sense of accomplishment in satisfying a cock that big, too.
He rams into me so hard I have to brace myself on the headboard. Now I'm the one hollering, he's the one clinging to me and slamming in relentlessly. Our bodies slap together, the sounds and smells of fucking fill the room like incense. He cums in my ass, and I moan. I wanted to taste it. But I can't be disappointed, not when he leans over and whispers softly in my ear.
"I'm not done with you yet."
Rating: 1.67
4 Apr 2007 - Richard
Hot Rods
The bulge in his tight jeans goes almost around to his hip. That is a monster cock, and as I see him plunking quarters into the old jukebox in this ancient diner, I know I have to try him. He's gorgeous.
I manage to signal him, and he meets me out back. It's late, past midnight, so nobody's out here but a couple of cats. There's nothing around here just the highway and the turnoff. The rest is fields. There's some light from the lot out front, and one dim-moth-haunted bulb above the back door. He grins when he sees me, and then he reaches up and gingerly unscrews the bulb, leaving us silhouetted in darkness.
We come together in raw lust, never speaking. He's so beautiful, I want to tell him so, but I know he doesn't speak English. He seems to understand when I kiss him, when I pull his cock out and stroke it to huge, magnificent hardness.
It's uncut, and I fool with the foreskin a while. I don't have one, so this is always fun for me, playing with an uncut cock. Especially, one this big... He has tattoos, too, sexy ones just above his cock. I can barely make them out in the dim light; decide to have a better look by sitting on the steps and sucking him.
He leans over me, panting, hands against the door, legs spread. I blow him right there, fumbling my own cock out of jeans grown too tight. His taste is wild and male, the skin sliding soft in my mouth, the shaft velvety, and the head slick and smooth and spongy. I love the texture, the taste, the smell. I use my hand on the length of him I can't suck.
I think about letting him fuck me, having this huge cock in my ass, I think about fucking him, because when I reach around I discover he has a tight, muscular ass to die for. In the end, I just can't bring myself to take my mouth off it. I can't. He tastes too good. The pre-cum, the smell of his skin, is clean but masculine. It's too good. This... his huge cock in my mouth, filling it it's perfect.
I suck him until his beautiful face contorts. I can't see him that well but I hear him panting. His cock leaks more as he gets close. My fist pumps his shaft; I punish the underside of his cock with my tongue. He comes with an inarticulate cry, mutters a stream of profanity in what I assume is his native Brazilian. Then he's pulling me up into a sticky kiss, his hand seeking out my cock.
He says something to me. I don't know what. But I understand it clearly as he sinks to his knees. It's my turn
Rating: 1.45
2 Apr 2007 - Peter
Getaway
I think the reason we take vacations is so we have an excuse to have anonymous sex with incredibly hot, incredibly hung men without having to worry about the awkwardness of bumping into them later or finding out they used to fuck your last boyfriend.
Or maybe that's just me.
I spotted the perfect target on my last trip, a long two weeks in Florida enjoying sun and sand. Actually, that night I was enjoying sand and moonlight, flying solo at a midnight beach party. This kid couldn't have been more than twenty, was built in a jockey sort of way, but had dark hair that was long and scruffy.
With his handful of so-trendy tribal tats, he looked hot as hell. The light from one of the beach fires glowed off his body, showing off his muscular belly and ribs, his perfect chest. A stud winked in his left nipple, and in his lower lip.
I knew I'd have to have him.
We were drawn together, music, surf, and firelight. I barely spoke, just offered him some beer, which he drank gratefully. We walked for a while, out of the noise and hard partying, and I watched the wind in his hair. He had sand on one slightly fuzzy cheek. I brushed it off and he turned into my hand, nuzzling, and that's when I lost it.
I hauled him in, kissed him fiercely, his tender mouth so hot under mine. My hands were already busy, tracing the fine line of fuzz up his belly, to his barely-furry chest. I played with his nipples, sucked the stud in his lip. Against my leg, his shorts were already tenting out, and I could tell I'd picked well he had a monster cock.
I stripped him right there on the beach, even made him kick of his sandals and stand barefoot in the sand. And I dropped to my knees to suck him, this young Greek god with his cocky smile and fat dick.
With my mouth around him, his taste overwhelming me, his pubes brushing my nose, I knew I'd been right. I'd really needed to get away. His hands stroked my shoulders and I could feel the tension melting away.
He dropped to kiss me, whispered into my ear. "I want you to fuck me. Hard fast now!"
I couldn't resist him. He sucked me first, and it was very, very good, but he didn't stay at it long; he was impatient and wanted my cock in his ass. I obliged him, though it took some doing. His cries echoed up the beach. The pounding surf set the rhythm. His ass was so tight and so smooth, and the look he gave me over his shoulder was damn near radioactive it was so hot.
I bounced off his ass for a good, long time, enjoying his moaning, his shoving back. He loved every inch. When I came, he sucked it out of me, then shocked me completely by shoving me into the sand and putting his tongue in my ass, complete with mouthful of cum.
Soon this boy I'd thought was so sweet had three fingers in my ass, was prying at me, asking if I was ready to get fucked. My turn, I guess.
I was ready.
I let him take me, gloriously. He filled my ass with that cock of his, ramming it into me until I had my teeth clenched on wild yelps. He satisfied himself with me with all the assurance of a man ten years older, used me so hard I felt wobbly the next day.
He came inside me, left me panting there while he went to get beer, and I rested.
I came around with the tide licking at my feet and dawn rolling in, no sign of him. Not even footprints.
No souvenirs of that one, but I know that's one vacation I'll never forget!
Rating: 2.27
30 Mar 2007 - Johnson
Barroom Brawl
I'm on my face on the bar's disaster area of a floor, with Mario Ortiz kneeling next to me, holding me down with one hand locked behind my back. I've just lost a fight, messily. My nose is bleeding.
"Told you I'd make you my little bitch," he says, growling. "Fucking pussy." He turns me over. I grin.
"Fuck you," I say. Ill advised.
"No, fuck you, pendejo," he grins back. "That's what you're going to get. My cock in your ass." He gropes his crotch. "Now, I want you to suck this first, and you'd better do it good."
Why had I come here if I didn't want it rough? I wipe my face on my shirt as he open his pants, revealing that fucking donkey cock he had in there. He makes me suck it, grabbing my hair and grinding my face in it. I lick him, lick his balls, his belly, suck his cock down as far as I can.
It's so thick it fills my mouth completely. I'm drooling like crazy just from the taste of him, the manly smell, all booze and musk and sweat. I spit on him, he rubs it on my face, smearing it over my cheeks, yanks my head back and spits on my tongue. I spit it right back on his cock.
It gets nastier. He turns me around, shoves me over to a pool table and makes me bend over it. A couple of his guys hold me down while Mario works his huge cock into my ass. It takes a while, but holy Christ it feels amazing. Every inch of that mammoth tool vanishes up my ass, and I feel like hollering about how great it is, so I do. He smacks my ass, hard, a nasty grin lighting up his beautiful, dangerously handsome face. "Guess little white boy-whores can't get enough cock."
I moan in agreement. He slams his cock into me repeatedly. I know he's going to hand me off to his guys when he's through. The two holding me are already groping their boners. I suck on them without being told.
They're big too, but not as big as Mario's. I'm not sure anyone's ever been bigger than Mario. God, I'm filled with cock, and when he reaches around to jerk me, I know I won't be able to hold out under the assault. I cum, gushing all over his hand.
He makes me lick it off before forcing me to my knees to suck him again. I take his load in my mouth, sloppy and hot.
Hands close around my arms. I'm pulled to my feet, dragged onto the table. Mario laughs like it's all just a big game. I know he's playing with me, and the night is just beginning. . .
Rating: 1.89
29 Mar 2007 - Peter
Parting Ways
Breakup sex is always messy. I broke up with a boyfriend years ago and it nearly broke my heart. We had the most amazing sex. He was completely devoted to giving me pleasure.
I can't name names, you understand, but we can call him Will. Two weeks after we split, he showed up on my doorstep and begged me to take him back. I flat-out refused. We weren't good for each other, and I knew that. But he had such a convincing way about him, and it didn't take long for me to agree to let him in, if not take him back permanently.
I think he was bent on showing me what I was missing. He shoved me against my mantel and started devouring me at the lips. His hands were under my clothes, he was panting with lust by the time he hit the floor and pulled my cock out. He gave the most amazing head. Technically, I've had better, but it was his enthusiasm as he sucked, his eyebrows drawn together, one hand working at his jeans where his cock was steadily stiffening.
He pulled it out, stroked it slowly up and down, and the sight of it was like torture. I knew all too well what Will's cock was capable of. That thing was big and beautiful, with a great set of balls that always provided more cum than I could drink in one swallow. And I realized with a stab of awful chagrin that I wanted another taste of it.
I shoved him over on the throw rug and stripped his pants down, wolfed his cock. He pulled me into a tight sixty-nine, grabbing my ass and pulling my hips down so my cock sank into his mouth. I moaned around his shaft, felt him arch up to get more of his cock into my mouth. His rough jeans were soon rubbing against my nose as I tried to get that last inch. I choked on it, but managed. I guess he'd taught me pretty well by example. I felt very proud of myself for being able to take him.
He rolled me over, slid down and buried his tongue in my ass. He's the only guy I've ever met who didn't really need lube, even though his cock was very big. He drooled like a hungry dog when he was eating ass, and his cock was always wet with pre-cum. He could work it in just on that alone, even though it'd be a bit of a rough ride.
When I was ready, he knew it. I alternately pushed my ass against his tongue and ground my cock against the rug. I ended up with rug burn on my elbows because he fucked me so hard, shoving that cock into me slowly but firmly, then plunging away, his hips slapping mine.
He slipped a hand around and jerked me, working my cock until my ass spasmed around him. When I warned him I was about to come, he let me go, pushed me down so he could suck it, with three fingers in my ass, pressing hard on my prostate. I hollered and shot a thick load across his face. He sucked the last of it, climbed up and kissed me. I jerked him off, that fine, huge cock sliding in my hand, slippery, hot, until he came, gushing jets of cum over my belly.
Our brief reunion lasted most of that night and the next day. I haven't seen him since, but I still miss him. Nobody brought a sweet ache to my ass like William.
Rating: 1.86
27 Mar 2007 - Johnson
Shame on Shane
Do you have dirty cop fantasies? I know I do. My favorite one runs like this:
In this one I'm the cop, and I get sent to a house where a suspicious guy was seen entering through the kitchen window. I go to check it out. The owners are obviously on vacation. There's a black car parked at the curb.
I head inside, looking for the suspect, senses tingling, and who do I find like a cartoon burglar with a bag full of some old lady's loot but Shane Rollins. Now, as a cop, I know this guy. He's been in the station before, and I've admired his hard body, his beautiful tattoos. I have my gun out, and he throws his hands up. Good thing he's too smart to get himself shot.
I think about hauling his ass in, but then I decide that if it didn't work the last couple of times, it won't work this time. Maybe another sort of lesson is in order.
I order him against the wall, and I frisk him down thoroughly. No weapons, but I do get to cop a feel of his hard body. He protests, and I shove him against the couch. "Drop your pants," I tell him.
"What the fuck?" he asks, but he does it when I tell him. I fondle his round, bubble butt, then I slowly slide my belt off. He knows what's coming. "You have to be kidding me."
"Do I look like I'm kidding?" I ask, and slap him with the strap, leaving a red mark on his ass. He jumps, and I keep laying it in so it'll really sting. I give him a nice lecture on being a law-abiding citizen, punctuating my most important points with cracks of the belt. He gasps occasionally, but mostly tries to hold it back.
"See," I finish up. "What happens when you break the law and try to screw people over is, you get screwed. And that's what you're getting."
I cuff his wrists and wrestle him around, shove him onto the couch in this nice house I've never been in before in my life. His cock is half-mast, the little pervert. I play with it, laughing at him, flick it with my fingers, slap it, roll it against his belly. Then I suck it for all I'm worth.
A blowjob isn't much of a punishment, unless it goes on for a long, long time, and I make sure to keep it up until he's climbing the walls. He can't even move his hands. All he can do, is buck his hips up into my mouth.
I drool all over his cock, playing with it, chewing playfully on it just to hear him yelp. It's so big and juicy; I really do just want to take a bite out of it. I'm hard as steel now, and aching to be inside him.
I let him spit on my cock before I work it into his ass, throwing one of his legs up over the back of the couch. He makes the sexiest faces, and his cock bulges stiffer, his balls draw up. His ass is tight and milks at me, squeezing like a fist inside a glove. I growl and ram into him, panting my lust against his neck as I collapse atop him.
We kiss, and his tongue dances with mine. I put a hand between us and jerk him off, and he breathes dirty, dirty things into my ear as thanks. I cum first, spurting up into his ass, moaning, leaving him high and dry.
I think about finishing him off, but then I decide that with a cock that big, I probably need backup. I see the smile in his eyes as I reach for the radio and call for backup.
Tonight, I'm gonna need all the help I can get!
Rating: 2.15
22 Mar 2007 - Johnson
Fucking Around
Do you hate waiting for the sex to get going? This clip won't disappoint you! The very first shot is two stiff cocks, and from there it turns into a full-on fuckfest as Michael Brandon lowers himself onto Cal Jackson's impressive cock.
What!? I hear you say. Yes, Michael Brandon's usually a top, which is why it's so fucking exciting to watch him take cock in his incredibly muscled ass. I mean it. He is in such perfect shape, you can see the striations in his glutes. His thighs are like iron. And his cock is like fucking steel.
He's hot, ready to go, and unstoppable, with a cock that stays hard the whole fucking time. The setting is just a regular-type living room. I guess they didn't feel like they needed green lighting, industrial warehouses, or dangling chains to ramp up the hot and heavy atmosphere here.
Michael is totally in control of this scene; he rides Cal's cock in several positions, and you can tell from his faces, and his wild groaning, that he's loving it as if his bone-stiff cock wasn't proof enough. Watching him stroke that monster cock while he has another monster buried in his ass is an amazing fuckin' sight . . . his whole body is into it, his muscles rippling and flexing.
Cal knows which side his bread is buttered on, and for most of it he just lies back and lets Michael go fucking nuts bouncing on his dick. Even when he lays Michael down and fucks him with his legs in the air, it's Mike who sets the pace, urging him on, acting like a complete and total cock loving fuckin' slut.
I love this scene. LOVE it. And once you get a load of this sweaty, muscular, overheated fucking, you will be in love, too. Don't miss this one. After all, do you wanna know, or don't you, if Michael ends up in the driver's seat after all?
The second half of this video is even better than the first, and that's saying a LOT. I've said too much already, and I don't want to ruin the ending for you. I will say this, though: I don't think you'll make it to the end without coming at least once!
One for the history books, my friends. These guys are NOT fucking around.
Rating: 1.88
19 Mar 2007 - Peter
Dial D For Deep Dicking
I've seen Damien Ford dish out the hard fucking on camera, but the question in my mind is, can he take it?
First, I would suck him. He has a great cock whatever god made him must have modeled it after Hercules. I just want to feel it in my mouth. There are some things you just can't tell from pictures, like is it one of those ramrod-stiff cocks, or is it slightly squeezy? Does he drip a lot of pre-cum? What does he taste like? I'm eager to find out, sampling all of his flavors and textures from the swollen tip down to his beautiful balls, and straight around to his ass.
Then, when he was quivering at the peak, I'd want to fuck him. Fuck him fast; fuck him slow, I wouldnt care. I'd just want to be inside him. See, that way I can keep my hands on that cock of his the whole time. I'd spare a hand to feel his furry, masculine chest, play with his nipples, pinch them a little, sure, but mostly I'd want my palms full of that huge cock.
I love feeling a guy's cock jerk and twitch as I pound in and out of his ass, I love watching their faces when I fuck them. I guess you could say that when I'm in the mood to top, I really like them on their backs.
Hey, that way I can lean down and kiss him, too, and I'd kiss him eagerly, feel that hard, heavy cock surging against my belly as I slid into him slow and deep, grinding at the bottom of every stroke just to drive him wild.
I'd want him clawing at my shoulders, desperate for release before I'd let him come, and then I'd want to see it, want to watch it leap out of his cock in sticky white streams to splatter all over that chiseled belly. I'd lean in and let it smear over me as I kissed him, the come melting between us in a sticky mess as I fired a hot load up his ass.
D also stands for distracting. And damn, he sure is that! Delicious!
Rating: 2.01
17 Mar 2007 - Peter
Turkish Delight
They say Arabian stallions are among the finest on earth, and looking at the horse-hung and hot-blooded Sarib, I believe it!
I imagine him as the handsome sultan, myself as his loyal captain of his bodyguard, charged with keeping him safe. This puts me with him all the time, even when he's in bed. After weeks of watching him with other men, weeks of being unable to do anything about the desire all but boiling in my balls, there comes a night when the doors close on the two of us, alone. He has hinted that he has a special reward for me, and when he gestures me to the broad bed, I know exactly what he has in mind.
He's an artist he knows everything there is to know about fucking. He directs me to strip, then help him off with his clothing, revealing his perfect body inch by hairy inch. He's a man, every millimeter of him. That cock of his, so thick, so dark-fleshed, so juicy . . . I want to suck it, desperately.
I wait for his orders. He tells me to lie back on the bed, and so I do. To my shock, he bends down and uses that clever tongue, those beautiful lips on me. I'm already hard as granite, but he's not content until I'm straining and panting, pushing upwards with all my strength.
Then he bids me to turn over, and so I do, exposing my ass. I feel vulnerable this way, and he knows it, takes advantage. He oils my back, rubs it in with his big hands, works it into the crack of my ass. I'm shocked again when he pulls out a carved ivory cock and presses it into me. It slides in smoothly, stretching my asshole. It's not as big as his massive member; I know he's just warming me up.
He tells me to hold it there while he comes around, feeds me his cock inch by inch. I suck him greedily, drooling, while I work the dildo in my ass. My own cock is throbbing hard, jerking against my belly. I feel wild abandon take me over. He is my master. I am but his lowly servant.
When he tells me to turn around, I eagerly present him with my ass. He discards the toy, pushes his cock in instead. Holy god, it's huge. I almost pull away; have to resist the urge to squirm out of his grip. His cock splits me, sliding into me all the way to the base. I reach back, feel his hairy stomach, his side, dig my fingers in.
He fucks me hard and fast, straddling my legs like a stallion. And it is like being fucked by a wild horse. He's skilled but he is not at all restrained.
He rubs his hairy chest against my back. I swear, arching back against him. Sweat slicks us both. I come, hollering, and then he comes, too, even while my ass is still spasming around him.
Outside, the exotic night wears on, the peacocks cry. I spend the night in the lusty embrace of my Arabian prince, a fantasy better than anything in the 1,001 Nights.
Rating: 1.78
15 Mar 2007 - Richard
Greek to Me
Who says you don't meet interesting people in business? I have a friend who lives in Greece, and he comes to town from time to time on business. We make a point of getting together when he's here, because I just can't get enough of him.
This time he brought toys. We broke them out in his hotel room. He just bent me over his suitcase on the dresser and started in with a butt plug I was sure would never fit. I wanted to suck him, but he was busy with my ass, completely absorbed in working that enormous plug into me.
We settled for a compromise; I would get that thing into my own ass, and he'd let me give him head. I went to it eagerly. The hard part was getting that plug in! I crouched, pressing it futher up, but it just felt too huge. My asshole was stretched so wide it hurt, and still there was more to come.
If I wanted to take him all in, I had to do it. Lucien had the biggest cock of any man I'd been with up to that point. Part of that may have been that it just looked scary as hell, dark-skinned and hanging downward like some terrible fruit, draped in its impressive foreskin. It looked like a horse's cock, I swear.
I had sucked it before, twice, but never fucked him. I was just too scared. But I was going to do it tonight.
I'm afraid my concentration wavered from his cock more than a few times, but he didn't seem to mind, seemed fascinated by the look on my face as I pushed and twisted. Finally it slipped in past the shoulder and I moaned as my ass closed around the neck of it.
He held my head as I deep-throated him as far as I could, sucking on that marvelous, fat head, that velvety foreskin, feeling the slick flesh underneath. I jerked my own cock, felt my ass relax, the muscle adjusting slowly.
"It's time," he said, in his beautiful, thick accent, and he urged me up. I bent over the bed, still crisp from the hotel turn-down service, and felt him position himself behind me. He lay his cock along the crack of my ass, just to scare me I think.
Then he pulled the plug out, twisting it, and replaced it with the fat head of his dick. I gasped, heart pounding, but it didn't hurt. It didn't! It just felt great. Every inch of it slid up into me. He drizzled lube across it and slowly eased it in right down to his hairy balls.
The fucking that followed was epic. I came twice, once on the bed, and once when he sucked me after I fucked him. He came . . . three times, I think. I lost count. We were both covered with it by morning, and he was late to a meeting because we overslept.
As a parting gift, he left me the plug. Next time, I'll have my ass ready for him!
Rating: 1.77
13 Mar 2007 - Peter
Steamy Scene
The thing I like about photos is that you can take your time and appreciate the artistry behind the work.
Well, that, and the dirty, hot fucking.
Remy and Kristian know all about dirty, hot fucking.
Check out this shoot where the two hot, hung hunks get dirty in the shower room. Remy's a professional his concentration never wavers. Kristian is a born performer, and his expressions as Remy hammers his ass are priceless.
The two really get into it you can see the enthusiasm on their faces as they suck each other looks like first-rate head to me. Kristian has those sexy tattoos, and Remy . . . what the hell ISN'T there to love about Remy?!
The fucking is just as hot. At one point, Remy uses a towel as a leash while the sweet-looking Kristian looks shocked and sort of helpless. Can't say I blame him. I don't think anyone could resist Remy Delaine's cock for long.
And I can't blame Remy for fucking Kristian senseless. The two jerk off on each other in a frenzy of flying cum... oh, hell, I give up. Click over and check it out for yourself. These are some great pictures from two hot as hell performers.
Rating: 1.52
9 Mar 2007 - Johnson
In Uniform
The setting? A quasi-military tent with one cot and two hot studs in camo pants groping the hell out of each other. What more do you need to know?
Oh. Right. The studs are Marco Montana and Bruce Jennings.
Are you hard yet? You will be after you watch this clip in its entirety. Both of these manly men are gorgeous beyond compare, and watching them rub their furry, muscular bodies together was an exercise in pure frustration as I struggled to hold my load long enough to actually watch the scene!
The oral is fast and hard, Marco chasing Bruce's cock like he was a starving man. Lots of slurping and sucking. The favor's returned and it's clear that these men have a connection just pure, raw lust, binding them together. The fucking that comes is going to be a scorcher, you can feel it in the air even before they get to that point.
And when they do, it's hot as a blast furnace. Bruce teases the crap out of Marco before sticking it to the Latin heartthrob with a stiff-dicked vengeance. The looks on Marco's face leave no doubt that his asshole is experiencing some amazing sensations courtesy of Bruce's big dick. And just wait until the tables turn! I'm not sure which of them I envy more!
You'll love the tons of hairy closeups, and the longer shots, too, where you can see the guys making some amazing faces as they fuck each other into senselessness. There's dirty talk, too, toward the end when they really get going.
This is a great fuckin' scene, opening kiss to final jizz-flinging comeshots, and if your pleasure is hairy, hung guys fucking each other like desert animals, you'll want to check this out right away!
Rating: 1.72
8 Mar 2007 - Richard
Picture Perfect
Know what I'm craving? Hot Latin cock. What's that you say? You're hungry for some exotic man-sized dickmeat, too? How about a hefty handful of sexy Portuguese jock Ivo, whose perfect golden-brown skin and supple muscles will have you wanting to lick him all over even before you see his eight inches of uncut cock.
This set is huge, which is fitting considering how hung he is. You won't miss an inch of Ivo's delicious-looking dick as he strokes himself off for the camera. And the camera loves him. He's a beautiful guy, over and above the fact that he's built. He has a perfect face and a perfect cock, too. He's model-handsome, young, clean-cut and smooth-skinned, but his cock is all man eight inches of uncut Portuguese cock with a wicked curve.
If you can look at it and not imagine what it'd be like to suck him, fuck him, or feel that curvy cock squeeze into your ass, then you're a better man than I.
Again, this is a huge set with enough pictures to get you off several times over. It doesn't just peter out (pardon the phrase) halfway through.
If solo sets are your thing (and who doesn't like them?) then you should check out Ivo. Here's a stud you won't want to miss!
Rating: 1.79
6 Mar 2007 - Richard
Race You
Sometimes you're just in the mood to watch a guy jerk off. Don't ask me to explain it. Besides, do I have to? I bet you understand.
And I ask you, what better way is there to learn what a guy likes than to watch him pleasure himself?
If I had Jack London in front of me, that's what I'd have him do.
I'd watch as he stripped, revealing his lean, beautiful runner's body. He's not shy, and gives me a sexy grin as he strips his briefs off, revealing a chiseled body and a stiffening dick. He's hung, no mistake, and it looks even bigger on his lean frame. I settle back, groping myself, as he begins to play with himself.
He spits into his hand and puts a shine on that thing, his fist gliding up and down his big, fat shaft, wringing it, teasing the head with a twist of the wrist. He's pulling the skin back and forth, which makes his balls swing enticingly. The tip of his cock grows shiny with pre-cum.
By this time I'd be jerking my own cock, and it'd be a race to see who could get off first. His face twists with concentration, his brows knitting, and he pants through parted lips as the pleasure mounts.
I'm feeling my orgasm building in my balls and I know he feels his, too, because his nuts are drawn up tight against his body. I want to roll them in my mouth, suck them, play with them, but I just watch for now. Right now I want to see him cum all over himself, I want to watch that cock twitch as he shoots his load.
Sure enough, he gives his cock a final twist and then cum spews out of it as he flogs his cock, and it splatters all over his belly, halfway to his chest. It looks delectable, delicious, and I lean over, still jerking my cock, to lick it off him. I know I can get him hard again, so I slide my mouth down and suck him
Well, okay. Maybe I wouldn't stop with just watching him jerk off!
Rating: 1.73
