Smartkid1201

Thugs, Saggers, etc...I love it all!!

[sparklinguy]

Daddy has beefy bubble butt

[fatmanlvr]

I love a man in uniform, especially one with a nice ass🥰😘

[jeb649]

Nelly suprises Kevin Hart at his birthday bash and he brought cake😂😝 At about 2:43 in the video😍

[mrnc252]

Good to me!!

[morrisondauthor]

“Divine Interpretation”

           I opened my eyes for the third time to see I was now shirtless and standing on a balcony overlooking a courtyard on a beautiful warm morning. This reality was definitely more pleasant than the previous two and I didn’t feel a strange vibe as I had with the others. The air was so fresh and everything looked new around me, including the outdoor bamboo wicker chair I realized I was leaning against. I was careful this time not to do anything that would cause me to black out again because I remembered what would happen if I ventured further than three different realities. With that in mind, I decided to remain exactly how I arrived and waited for the essence of that reality to approach me.

                                                  Jordan (Me)

           “Are you ready, Jordan?” a man’s voice asked me from within the room that the balcony was attached to. “Don’t be afraid. Come on in and learn why you’re here.”

           Slowly, I backed away from the bamboo wicker chair and immediately noticed my navel was pierced. I’d always wanted it pierced but never had it done because I was afraid of what people would think if they ever saw it. I stopped thinking about it as I proceeded into the room. Unlike the previous two realities, nothing seemed familiar at first. I’d never seen the outside nor the inside of that room before in my life. However, when I noticed who was lying on the bed, I realized familiarity had taken the form of someone from my personal life. His name was Bryce and he was my girlfriend’s best friend and roommate. I had no idea why he was appearing to me in nothing but a pair of yellow briefs but there he was.

           “What is this?” I asked him.

           Keeping his attention on the large uncovered windows that showed the other side of whatever building we were in, he sighed and told me, “As with your last journey and the one before that, there can only be one way forward. If you make a mistake then you will proceed to your fourth and we both know what that means.”

                                                   Bryce

           “Bryce, what do you have to do with any of this?”

           “You tell me. I’m in your process, not the other way around. If I’m here then it means you want me here.”

           “That doesn’t make any sense. It would make more sense if Rochelle was here half-naked.”

           “Why am I here then? Make it make sense, Jordan.”

           As I tried to think of a reason for why he was there, I noticed how the morning sunrise caused a singular beam of light to bounce off of his golden skin. He was as heavenly pure as a virgin in holy water and as hauntingly beautiful as honey being harvested from a honeycomb covered in killer bees. I knew I was meant to admire him in that moment; however, the thought of going past admiring him seemed dangerous. I’d never wanted to see him that way before; yet somehow, that was the way he appeared to me. If this was truly my mind’s doing, I indeed wanted him as he was.

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[morrisondauthor]

“Divine Interpretation”

           I opened my eyes for the third time to see I was now shirtless and standing on a balcony overlooking a courtyard on a beautiful warm morning. This reality was definitely more pleasant than the previous two and I didn’t feel a strange vibe as I had with the others. The air was so fresh and everything looked new around me, including the outdoor bamboo wicker chair I realized I was leaning against. I was careful this time not to do anything that would cause me to black out again because I remembered what would happen if I ventured further than three different realities. With that in mind, I decided to remain exactly how I arrived and waited for the essence of that reality to approach me.

                                                  Jordan (Me)

           “Are you ready, Jordan?” a man’s voice asked me from within the room that the balcony was attached to. “Don’t be afraid. Come on in and learn why you’re here.”

           Slowly, I backed away from the bamboo wicker chair and immediately noticed my navel was pierced. I’d always wanted it pierced but never had it done because I was afraid of what people would think if they ever saw it. I stopped thinking about it as I proceeded into the room. Unlike the previous two realities, nothing seemed familiar at first. I’d never seen the outside nor the inside of that room before in my life. However, when I noticed who was lying on the bed, I realized familiarity had taken the form of someone from my personal life. His name was Bryce and he was my girlfriend’s best friend and roommate. I had no idea why he was appearing to me in nothing but a pair of yellow briefs but there he was.

           “What is this?” I asked him.

           Keeping his attention on the large uncovered windows that showed the other side of whatever building we were in, he sighed and told me, “As with your last journey and the one before that, there can only be one way forward. If you make a mistake then you will proceed to your fourth and we both know what that means.”

                                                   Bryce

           “Bryce, what do you have to do with any of this?”

           “You tell me. I’m in your process, not the other way around. If I’m here then it means you want me here.”

           “That doesn’t make any sense. It would make more sense if Rochelle was here half-naked.”

           “Why am I here then? Make it make sense, Jordan.”

           As I tried to think of a reason for why he was there, I noticed how the morning sunrise caused a singular beam of light to bounce off of his golden skin. He was as heavenly pure as a virgin in holy water and as hauntingly beautiful as honey being harvested from a honeycomb covered in killer bees. I knew I was meant to admire him in that moment; however, the thought of going past admiring him seemed dangerous. I’d never wanted to see him that way before; yet somehow, that was the way he appeared to me. If this was truly my mind’s doing, I indeed wanted him as he was.

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[thugsaggers0912]

Trade came back to show me more

[nalgonhunter]

T Shirt Time - Part 2

[manbuttsofnyc]

Business Booty

[morrisondauthor]

“Practice Makes Perfect”

           I will never forget my greatest sexual experience. It was back in 2007 during my freshman year of college. I was back home in Leimert Park visiting for the weekend ready to have some fun but none of my close friends were home that weekend. My little sister was now a senior at my old high school and although we made plans to hang out, she decided to abandon our plans so that she could go on a double date with her best friend and two guys they’d met the prior week at the mall. I would’ve been mad at her if I weren’t so damn proud.

           “Leave your hair alone, Riley,” I said to her from my bedroom. “It looks great already.”

           She appeared in my doorway and asked, “How in the hell did you know I was messing with my hair?”

           “Because I know you. Sis, you’ve been on a million dates already. Relax.”

           “Ryan, you don’t understand how fine this boy is. He’s way finer than the boy who likes Candace. I cannot wait for Candace to get here. I know they’re probably already waiting on us.”

           I sat up in bed and said, “Well, I hope you have fun while I’m here bored out of my mind.”

           “Aw, Ryan.” She sat down on the other end of my bed and offered, “I’m sorry for changing my plans on you but I had no idea Chris and Jason were going to ask me and Candace out on a double date. How about we go shopping tomorrow? I know you probably want to take something cute back to Berkeley on Sunday.”

           “Sounds good…only if you agree to pay for food afterwards.”

           “Okay, deal.” The sound of a car horn blowing outside caused her to jump up from my bed. She headed back towards my door but turned back and said, “I hope you find something to do tonight, big brother.”

           “Yeah, like watching TV with mama and dad.” I rolled my eyes and smiled as I told her, “Have fun on your date.”

                                          Me (Ryan Campbell)

           “You know I will. Goodnight.” She hurried out of my room and I soon heard her footsteps going downstairs.

           I moved over to my window and looked down just as she was running out to her friend Candace’s car. They sped off down the street and the moment they turned the corner, Tremaine’s Camaro drove in from the other direction. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing at first but immediately snapped back into reality as he pulled into his driveway. Tremaine Brooks was a boy who was on my high school’s football team and lived next door. He’d also been the guy I thought about the most whenever I masturbated.

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[morrisondauthor]

“About Us”

           The night I met Derek Lewis was the night I became the man I am today. He completely changed my outlook on life. I’d been on the downlow since high school but I came out after being in a relationship with Derek for only six months. Those six months turned into five years and while I thought we were doing okay; he didn’t feel the same. I found out he’d been spending time with someone else and had been lying to me about hanging out with his friends. When I pressed him on it, he admitted that he’d been cheating on me for over a month. I was beyond devastated. I became broken and bitter and someone I didn’t recognize every time I looked at myself in the mirror. I needed to get back to being me but for a time, I didn’t know how. It wasn’t until Derek texted me out of the blue one day that I began to figure it all out.

           “You need some ass, Sherrod,” my best friend Brandon said to me as we exited the gym building into the parking garage. “Look, I fuck with this lil’ fem dude on the eastside with a bubble booty. He ain’t cheap but he got some serious skills. That’s my go-to when I can’t find any clean and good ass when I’m horny.”

           “You pay for ass?” I asked with a smirk.

           “Nigga, at least I don’t waste my money on OnlyFans!”

           “Hey, say what you want but at least I get my nut while looking at videos of good quality dudes I’d never get in person.”

           “True but it still ain’t got shit on the real thing. When was the last time you had some ass, dawg?”

           I paused by a concrete column and answered honestly, “My last time with Derek.”

                                          Me (Sherrod Hughes)

           “Wow. It’s been that long?”

           “Yeah, man.”

           “For what? Nigga, you used to get more ass than me back during our DL days. Them bottoms used to risk it all for some of that light-skinned pretty boy dick.” He laughed and asked, “What happened, bro?”

           I laughed and joked, “First of all, fuck you. Second, I just haven’t been looking. I mean, I get hit on and shit but I just don’t feel it.”

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[dlthickass]

V Vparidise

Trying be a. Vp. Member.

[dlthickass]

I got name n vids Detroit dl thug my fav rapper bro he cool. He’s pics r 15$. Vid 26$

[dlthickass]

He Dl only gay for pay I give he 50$ n eat n fuck him n the woods😏😏

[dlthickass]

Bro. I all think about dis nigga ever time I see dis nigga my pipe get on rock bro I can fuck him all day had his ass late fir fucking work we’re the Fuck u taking all dat nigga thug ass yoooo

[manbuttsofnyc]

Would love to see the rest of papi’s tattoo

[morrisondauthor]

“Bad Habits 6: Good Boy Gone Bad”

           Senior year at Braxton-Jacobs High was definitely a game-changing year for me. I’d gone from being somewhat of a nerd with a handful of friends to being cool with almost all of my peers. I say almost all because although I’d completely changed my image, there was one girl who still treated me like shit. Her name was Danielle Murphy and we used to be cool until seventh grade. For whatever reason, she became a major bitch to me and made it her mission to always fuck up my day. She once talked her friends into playing a prank on me where they somehow got the combination to my locker, stole my books, and tossed them in trash bins all around the school. Needless to say, I desperately wanted to get even.

           “Noah, how do you think you did on Mrs. Howell’s test?” my friend Caiden asked me as we sat in the senior lounge during our free period.

           “I know I got an A,” I answered confidently. “I mean, every question on the test came straight out of things that happened in chapters ten, eleven, and twelve from the book.”

           “Yeah, but I’m sure she put in a few trick questions.”

           “Even if she did, I know I still got an A.” The bell rang for seventh period and I asked him, “Are you staying after school today for the cyberteam meeting?”

                                              Me (Noah Ross)

           “Not today but I’ll definitely be at Thursday’s meeting when we get to hack computer systems again.”

           I rolled my eyes and said, “Of course you wouldn’t miss that. I’ll see you later, Caiden.”

           “Later, Noah.”

           We headed out of the senior lounge in separate directions. I was on my way to advanced biology in the building next door when I heard her annoying voice call out, “Girl, you gone be late if you don’t twirl and skip your fruity ass to your next class.”

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[abbandoned]

Daddy with a huge ass working out