Gay Male

He was in his early twenties, probably still in school nearby. All I saw was how handsome he was, blonde hair, naked to the waist, cut-off jeans and sandals. He was before me in line at Starbucks and I stood there looking down at his rounded asscheeks… my crotch feeling …

I was cruising for blow jobs, to both give and receive, as I often did on Saturday afternoons. I liked to suck and to be sucked, and I had found I was a much better fuck with my girlfriend Saturday night, if I had dropped a load or two earlier …

My name is Christine. I’m twenty-six, single and work in marketing support for a high-tech computer company. I had to go to Las Vegas for a four-day trade show, and at the end of the first day of standing in heels talk- ing to customers for ten hours, my feet …

I spent two weeks down south at an Alabama hospital taking an advanced nursing course just before starting my last year of nursing school. All the other women were nurses at least ten years older than me. It was very warm in class so I started wearing a short skirt …

“You keep teasing me with that story. Why don’t you make it happen for me?,” I tell my man in the afterglow. “Or perhaps for both of us? You have often told me you would like me to watch another man blow you.” “I will baby, I have just the …