[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=verdana]My friend and I are transfixed, our eyes locked on this huge dick and I don't know about my friend but I could see his brother sneaking peeks at us and grinning because, as I figured out later, he was having fun putting on a show for us. I look at my friend... and he has a big wet spot in his pants and I kinda gasped to realize that he had shot his stuff in his pants! To be honest, I knew my own dick was harder than a rock and I was trying hard not to drool watching that long dick being stroked.[/FONT] [FONT=verdana]Homey said - to whomever he was talking to - "Hold on for a minute..." - then set the phone down and really started jerking on his dick... and looking right at us the whole time. He was still grinning and even laughed a little and I thought we must look really stupid to him sitting there with our eyes as big as dinner plates. But he stopped grinning and laughing and his hand was a blur...[/FONT] [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Then he shot his stuff. Oh, boy, did he shoot a lot of stuff! The first shot flew high in the air and I heard it when it landed back on him and the plopping sound it made was really loud... and more and more of his stuff went shooting into the air and, to me, it didn't look like he was gonna stop shooting.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]But he did. He pulled off the T-shirt he was wearing and started cleaning up the mess he made before picking up the phone again. My friend and I just looked at each other, looked at him, looked at each other again and, well, we were stupefied over what we'd just seen and so much that neither of us noticed that he hung the phone up until he cleared his throat and asked his brother what he wanted. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I was checking out the more recent responses to the topic of when one first discovered masturbation and it triggered a memory for me from back in the day. I was running around with one of my friends and we went back to his house so he could ask his older brother... something. When we got there, he was on the phone and, apparently, talking to a woman and my friend is trying to get his attention but his brother kept waving him off and telling him to wait for him to get off the phone. So we both took a seat to begin waiting. At this point in the story, I wish I could remember what my friend wanted to ask his brother but whatever it was, it was kinda important. Anyway... Homey is on the phone and running his mouth, we're sitting there listening to him impatiently while rolling our eyes at some of the stuff he was saying when his brother unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out! My eyes were bugging out so far they might have fallen out of my head because his dick was [B]really[/B] long and longer than any of the adult dicks I'd seen and had. He's still talking and stroking his dick... and it's getting longer and longer! I look at my friend and see that his eyes are glued to his brother's expanding cock - I guessed it was the first time he'd seen it. His brother is still running his mouth and slowly stroking his dick and, at one point, he looked over at us - then smiled and winked at us. I blinked a few times and I could hear that he was "talking nasty" to whoever he was on the phone with and the more nasty he talked, the faster he stroked his dick. [/SIZE][/FONT]
This time of year there is not much to do outside with all the snow and cold unless you have a snow machine or are just plain crazy about the cold. A pristine couple called Friday night wanting to get together for some warm naked fun. Being in the country we host quite a few swinger parties and this weekend was for some reason fantastic. All were asked to bring overnight bags as we were going to host all weekend, a luxury we rarely do as we never know when our kids are going to just stop in. Of the 6 couples we normally play with 2 couldn’t make it, but still we had a wild time. The experience of being naked and acting on a whim is truly an awesome experience. I don’t know how many showers were taken, food eaten, beer and bourbon drank all I know is it was a naked fuck fest for all. After everyone one left yesterday afternoon, the wife was sore, my cock was sore and balls were completed drained. Talking over drinks last night my wife thanked me for being so open to our sexual pleasures with others, thank me for what I said I’m able to fuck pussy most others only dream about, suck dick that is awesome and enjoying at with her. Damn what a hot weekend.
My latest porn preference is women doing bukkake. I read an interesting comment recently where a viewer wondered if it was the sight of what the women was doing that excited people, or the sight of all those naked men and their hard cocks. I don't know if the writer was referring to those actually present, that is the men looking at each other, or the porn viewer. Either way, I get off on both. The woman sucking cock after cock, not knowing which of the guys is fucking her at the same time, and all those naked men masturbating as they wait their turn. It is all good.
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I wasn’t sure how he was going to respond, wasn’t sure if sucking his dick would make him feel better but it seemed to be the thing to do just the same. I didn’t even know if he’d get hard again as I worked my mouth on him and, yes! His dick was responding and I set to work on it, getting him harder and, hopefully, get his mind off of cumming in my ass without a single stroke. It took a while to get him to cum again but I’m nothing if not patient and as he gave up his sperm to me, he seemed... subdued. I swallowed all he had to offer and released him... and just looked at him lying there panting a little and waiting for... what? Wait - was he crying again? Aw, man... this is getting kinda crazy now. ”Fuck me,” he said, breaking my chain of thought. “Get it in me...” I didn’t say anything - I just grabbed the nearly empty bottle of lotion and applied it to him and myself as he watched. His hole was tight and I was thinking, as he rolled over and got to his knees, that I didn’t remember him mentioning that he want3d to be fucked but, okay, he was ready, I was ready and I got into position, out my knob against his hole and pushed. i felt his body resisting my attempt to invade him but I kept up the steady pressure, watching my cock spreading his hole open then disappearing inside of him. I took a deep breath - Jesus, he is incredibly tight - and with my dick fully inside him, I nutted and just as he’d done to me. He flattened himself out and I moved with him, my dick still pulsing inside him and I whispered in his ear, “See? It’s okay...” We got cleaned up and dressed so that we could hit the hotel restaurant to get something to eat... but his mood was still subdued - he seemed defeated as we talked about what happened. He seemed to be getting more okay about his role in this but I knew that once our meal was finished, we wouldn’t be spending any more time together. He did tell me that no one had ever been in his ass before and that he understood that just busting like that wasn’t something to keep being upset about, that you didn’t have to fuck like a maniac to get your rocks off inside someone because the whole purpose was to bust that nut - period. [/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I moved to sit next to him, my “displeasure” forgotten and not paying much attention to the squishy feeling of his spunk oozing out of me and now being pressed between my cheeks in my sitting position. He was mumbling about how sorry he was and a blind man could see how angry he was at himself for not delivering as promised and instinct made me take him into my arms - and as best I could sitting next to each other - and just hold him, whispering to him that it was okay, it happens, nothing to be mad or ashamed about. And he cried as if his life was coming to an end and, shit, I could feel myself beginning to choke up and my own eyes starting get blurry with tears. He was calming down; he finally looked up at me, his eyes red, nose all runny as he said, “I’m so sorry but it felt too good being in you and the kiss just did me in.” ”It’s okay,” I said - and it really was okay. He didn’t exactly fuck me and he didn’t bust his nut trying to get inside me x and like a lot of guys would sometimes do. No - he was fully inside me, all hot, hard, and throbbing and the kiss that did him in so quickly, well, it just was what it was for both of us. As I continued to hold and comfort him, I came to terms with it - he did cum inside me and that’s really what I wanted and needed him to do and, boy, did he deliver! I stood up, testing my ability to stand and his spunk was still oozing out of me and making its way down one thigh. I made my way to the bathroom on shaky and achy legs that reminded me how much I didn’t like the missionary position; I soap up a washcloth and returned to him - he was still sitting and getting his emotions under control - and I washed his cock gently before tossing the washcloth somewhere and lowering my head to his flaccid but clean prick.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]He mounted me, positioned the head of his dick against my hole and I ears myself say, “Yes... put it all in me...” He pushed and we both gasped as his cock stretched me open; he became one with me, the cheap lotion doing a good job of letting him fill me with his hardness and, oh, my god, he felt so good in me and as I somehow knew he would. He settled in on me, our eyes locking together; he leaned forward and kissed me, something I wasn’t really a fan of but with him? It felt right and necessary as his tongue explored my mouth, his cock buried to the hilt inside me. He moaned as we kissed and I added my tongue to the battle, clinging to him, trying to fuck back against him and giving him the hint that he has to fuck me, not that I wasn’t enjoying him deep within me and not moving but I needed more than that. The kiss broke, leaving us both breathless for a moment and I blinked to focus my eyes on his face and in time to see him get a funny look on his somewhat rugged face - then felt his cock swell inside me. ”Oh, no...” he muttered as his cock exploded inside me and echoing the same thought that came to my mind, feeling the strong pulses battling against the tightness of my ass around his dick. And I was very, very unhappy but, okay, it felt good to feel him shooting his load into me but still made me unhappy that he’d lost his load not even a minute after he buried his cock in my ass. I had promised myself years ago not to get bent out of shape if a guy lost his load “too soon” - shit happens and as much as guys wanted to last as long as humanly possible, it wasn’t always possible. I let him go so he could withdraw and as he did so, I felt so empty and kinda cheated because while he creamed me, he didn’t fuck me as I wanted and as he had promised. He moved to sit on the side of the bed and I made to sit up, debating on Warner or not I wanted to read his the riot act or not... and decided not to because he was crying and sobbing. Wait, what?[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=4][SIZE=3]Sucking him was delightful, his length and girth perfect for me to take him deep and hold him there, letting my tongue do some work and making him shudder and increase his attention on me, making him suck harder and faster. I wanted to suck him dry, to taste his spunk but I’d agreed to be fucked by him so to make him spill now would deprive me of what I wanted him to do... but he had no such restrictions. It was getting hard to concentrate on sucking him because he picked up the pace and, at one point, I could have sworn that he was growling as he sucked me, bringing me closer to the edge... then shoving me over it. So good, almost too good as my cock pumped strongly inside his mouth and making me feel so good that I wanted to jump out of my skin; I could feel his throat working as he swallowed my spunk... but as good as this felt, I wanted him inside me. He rolled off of me; my skin tingled as the cooler air of the room washed over me and I lay there panting as he got up and went into the bathroom and returned with the bottle of lotion the hotel provided. I gasped and writhed against his lotioned finger as it probed my mass and I had to remind myself to just relax when he slipped a second finger into me. God, I was so hot and bothered! My excitement grew as he removed his fingers, a clear sign that he was gonna roll me over, mount me, and slide his cock into me... but that’s not exactly what he did. Instead, he spread my legs high and wide, his intention to take me in the missionary position now clear... and I hated being fucked in this position - my legs and hips just never wanted to work right but I didn’t care - I wanted him in me and if this was how that was gonna happen, so be it.[/SIZE][/SIZE][/FONT]
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