Speedos can’t quite hide a beach boner.
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He asked you into the back room of the gym, to “help him out”. You thought he needed assistance in moving some equipment or mats. However it was immediately very clear that was not the “help” he required. Once the door closed behind you, he undid his pants, exposing his well used and well filled jockstrap. Looking at this man in front of you, as you dropped to your knees. There was no question that you would “help” him out anyway he wanted.
Being a rookie on the second string does not really mean that you need to serve the guys who made first string, and take care of their boners, but none of the starting line up were about to explain that to Mike, the second string quarterback.
While it is true that alcohol loosens inhibitions, the first sip of a corona is not really enough to make you grope your roommate’s bulging crotch, unless that urge was already there. You have been lusting after your roomie since the first day you moved in together.
The boner you feel tenting his shorts tells you that he does not mind the attention. At that moment, you both realize that you will be tasting his cock meat before that first bottle of beer is drained.
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Today this humble blog reached 75,000 followers, way more than I could have ever expected or hoped for when I started this. This tops off a good weekend where I made my 2,000th post. I am flattered and awestruck by all of the attention. The posts on this blog are averaging 150,000 notes per month. It is truly satisfying to know that so many of you are connecting with the stories that come out of my mind while I am jerking off. I appreciate each and every one of you, especially those of you who take the time to send me messages or dirty pictures.
“You know, after I cum, I find I usually need to take a leak.”
“I know what you mean, I am the same way. In fact I am taking a victory piss up this boy’s spunk filled ass. as we speak.”
“Really, that’s amazing, cause
right now
I am washing my massive cumwad down his throat with some warm recycled beer.”
Text from my roommate
Dude, what happened to me? Last I remember was going to the New Year’s party with some guys I met at the bar. They promised an amazing time, guaranteeing that a hot stud, like me would get laid. I must have gotten really wasted, cause I don’t remember anything after that.
I just woke up, naked in this empty hotel room, my wallet and phone were on the nightstand. According to my phone it is January 7th, and I am in Germany! How drunk was I? I mean, I have blacked out before, but never for a week. I think I might have been raped! My ass really hurts and I have this weird thing locked onto my dick.
The fun part is watching the bottle swing back and forth like a pendulum while you and your friends bend him over and fuck him in the ass. His dick gets fully hard, except for the first few inches, which are wedged in a glass bottle chastity cage, as he is plowed by random guys. He screams out in agony as the vodka in the bottle burns his piss slit. The six of you make it a game to see how long you can keep him hard, his dick painfully corking the bottle. After eight and a half hours of continuous butt fucking, and seven hands free loads, his cock finally softens enough to let the bottle slip free. His feeling of pleasure at being released from confinement is short lived as you and your friends keep roughly using him as a fuck toy for the rest of the weekend, while getting him drunk on a bottle of cum-infused vodka.
“Ah, fuck, dude. Why are you fucking me so hard? Christ, man, I told you I was a virgin.”
“Shut the fuck up, bitch, and just take it. It’s not every day that I get to go where no man has been before – though I’m sure a lot of them will follow me up your pussy now that I’ve broken it in. I’m gonna fuck your pussy the way I want to fuck it and if that’s too rough for you, well, tough shit. You’ll just have to take it, boy. You’ll just have to take it.”
“You bastard. You fucking bastard. You said you’d go easy on me. You said you’d take it nice and slow. You’re killing me, man. You’re fucking killing me.”
“I lied, bitch. I lied. And let that be your first lesson as a fuck-bitch. Real Men don’t have to tell bitches like you the truth. We can tell you whatever we want, just to get you into bed. But only a really dumb bitch would think that any Real Man would go easy when he had a chance to fuck a cherry boycunt. If you ask me, boy, you deserve what you’re getting.”
“Fuck you, you fucking asshole.”
“No, boy, fuck YOU. And that’s what I’m doing. And here’s a news flash for you, boy. I’ve got more than one load in my nads with your name on it. Definitely more than one load.”
“Oh, no, man. No. I can’t take it. I can’t.
“Oh, boy, but you can. And you will. Just wait and see.”
“Oh, no. No. No. Please, no. Please. I couldn’t take another fucking. Not right now. Not after this one. You’re ripping my ass to shreds.“
“Bitch, you not only CAN take another fucking, you’re GOING TO. We’ve got the whole night ahead of us and I’ve got enough ball-juice to keep filling you up until dawn. And I intend to do just that. By the time I’m finished with your asshole, bitch, it’ll look like some forty-year-old whore’s worn-out cunt. And, bitch, if I have as much fun with your boytwat as I think I will, I just may keep you around for a while. After all, your boypussy may no longer be cherry and it may be stretched all out of shape after a full-night’s hard dicking, but it’s still new and it’ll still be fun to fuck.”
“Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. Oh, God! Stop. Goddammit, stop. Please, just stop.”
“No fucking way, bitch. No fucking way.”
C’mon Bro, Help me out. We are the last ones awake, everyone else has gone to bed. Let me shove my dick in your ass. It will feel great and no one will know.
Dude, you know you are horny, I can see that boner of yours poking up in your shorts. C’mon, I promise to pull out before I cum. I won’t shoot my load in you…….like last time.
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