On the hottest, steamiest night of the summer in the big city, I almost met my Maker. I was an undercover cop working for the vice squad, about to observe and take part in a drug transaction outside the Frisky Bar, a gay strip joint in a seedy part of town.
Moving down the alley closer to the drug buy, I moved out of sight of my partner (a mistake), and passing behind a dumpster, I saw the perp and his customer. I walked out into the open--the perp knew me--but before I could say
"Did you rat us out?"
I felt a sharp sting on my butt-cheeks. Even though I was wearing my jeans still I felt as if I am naked. I am not good at lying especially before two of the greatest bullies from my class but what could I have said? 'Yes I did rat you out', not very likely. Jojen and Theon both stood around 6' and pretty muscular too, towering over my 5'8" and skinny frame. Theon kneed me behind my knees making me drop on the cold wooden floor right on
I could only look on in shock as she released his cock and stood slowly, unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time, her eyes never leaving his cock, which I felt start to grow in my grasp. I looked up at him where he leaned back beside me, and saw the hunger in his eyes as he watched my wife undress for him. "Suck my balls," he commanded softly, and without pause I did as instructed, leaning down and opening wide to suck gently on his full, heavy, balls -- still slick with lube and cum. The sme
It all started innocently enough, I guess. Henry went to the same gym I did, and he was the kind of guy you couldn't help but notice. Tall, probably 6'4" or so, around 220lbs, incredibly muscular body without being "too cut", if you know what I mean, and skin the color of a Hershey bar. He was just gorgeous.
I had flirted with the idea, when I was in college, of trying sex with another guy. I'd even gone so far as to go to several adult video arcades with every intention of suckin
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