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@smutbysteve
I flicked on the patio lights, flooding the backyard with light. There he was, my boyfriend plunging his cock into our friend's friend's throat. "Oh hey babe. I thought you'd gone to sleep already. Come feed this slut your cock too.โ
I chuckled and pushed my shorts to the ground, my cock already rising to the occasion.
Dave woke up, wiping the sleep and the light hangover from his eyes. When he finally opened his eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings reminded him of the evening before. His wife's company had a small pool party to celebrate closing one of their biggest clients yet at their boss's house in the hills. The champagne flowing and the antics kicking upwards, her boss had offered his guest house to them. That all made sense, but where was his wife? And while we're asking questions, where were his clothes?
He stepped sheepishly into the hallway, giving out a light "Hello?" into the empty hallway. "Down here!" he heard.
He strolled down the hallway to see his wife's boss. "Oh!" covering himself, "Sorry. My clothes seem to be... missing."
"No worries. Your wife had spilled a glass of champagne over them in the morning. The client requested that someone come out right away, and I thought your wife was the person to do it. I had your clothes put in the dryer."
Dave just noticed that this entire time, his wife's boss's eyes were gliding over his naked body. "Mr. Stevenson, maybe I should put on some clothes?"
The man smirked, "Why? It's just us boys here."
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Inspired by a scenario sent over by @youngsmoothman ๐
He loved these speedos. They were tight enough to show off his nice bulge and clung to his round, perfect ass but when he had attracted his target and they walked into the dense trees next to the beach, they were loose enough to be rolled down the back for easy access.
Would love some inspiration: If you like what I write, send me a scenario you think is hot, pics youโd love to see with a caption, or a hot story of your own. ๐
Emil sat stilll, processing what had just happened. He had just ejected from the burning plane, his clothes in tatters from the licking flames, left only in the durable fabric of his standard issue jockstrap. He laid on the coarse parachute fabric, thankful itโs billowing cloth provided some shelter from the high sun. His radar beeped, his location was detected, but it looked like it would be hours before anyone would reach his location. Might as well get comfortable he though, his hand already traveling south towards his bulge.
If heโd just shot his load inside me like I asked, there wouldnโt be anything to mop up.
I told him my wife was home and I couldnโt step out to come over. He replied with this picture and a text that said โIโm already lubed.โ I couldnโt say no.
I was annoyed that my parents insisted that I come for yet another boring family vacation even when I could have been with my college buddies in Cancun. When I got here, I noticed that this resort seemed to offer a wide buffet of suburban dads who were also bored on family vacations, but also going through their pre-midlife crisis. That meant they had kicked their workout routines into high gear, eager to prove their virility, and open to trying something new. Something new like a college tight boy jock pussy.
On one hand, it was guys like him who got me to the gym. On the other, it was guys like him who kept me on my knees in the shower or stuffing my hole in the sauna, so I ended up not working out anyways.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย looks like he likes something
Funny thing is, he doesnโt even work out at this gym. He just stops in here after work to lounge around in the sauna and locker room, waiting for some corporate hotshot to catch his eyeโ or ratherโ for his ass to catch the eye of some corporate hotshot. Sometimes they leave together, sometimes he just gets their load down his throat or into his eager muscle pussy.
I was hard since I had to brush by his bare, hairy legs to get to my window seats. I snuck looks over at himโ legs spread wide, thighs thicker than Iโve ever seen.
The lights had just dim and the other passengers were settling into their sleep for the long redeye flight ahead when he reached over and grabbed my wrist and guided my hand onto his leg. My breath caught in my throat and I looked at him. He was looking straight ahead, trained on the lone flight attendant keeping tabs up near the front.ย โI could use some in-flight entertainment.โ I pushed my hand up, feeling his cock stiffening under his shorts.
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Turns out, my sonโs best friend invited us all to visit him in his tropical home city was an elaborate scheme to get me alone with him.
โItโs pretty normal to, how do you say, skinny dip here, Mr. Davis,โ Tomรกs said as he stripped off his already tight board shorts. My eyes were glued on his thick, high ass as he continued to shuck off his clothes. I glanced up and he was looking right at me, and then his eyes trailed down to my rock hard cock. Betrayed.
โIโm hoping to see what youโve got under there too.โ He winked at me and dove into the water. He surfaced.ย โThereโs a cove up ahead thatโs a bit secluded if you want to join me.โ He turned and began swimming in that direction, his ass pointed in the air. Fuck.ย
He was already waiting for me when I got to his garage. His shirt was already off and his hand was pawing at his hefty bulge, a tube of meat pointed down between his legs. A couple of beer cans sat empty on the ground beside him. I quietly slid off my shirt and sank to my knees between his legs, assuming our natural position. He ran his fingers through my hair as I pressed my face against his now hardening cock through the thin cotton fabric.
I slid my hands up his calves, then over his thighs, and up to his sides and gut, groping his chest before sliding back down, catching the drawstrings. I pulled the knot loose, and hooked my fingers into the waistband, and pulled softly. He lifted off the couch to let the shorts come down. His thick cock was slowly revealed, and once the tip was out, it slapped against his belly with a thwack. He reached down and pushed it up, and it towered above my face, radiating heat.
I turned my head to the side and closed my lips around the base, and pushed my tongue against the ridge and slid upwards. When I got to the top, I turned and slipped my mouth over the deeply red exposed head, swirling my tongue around the head. He groaned and rested his hand on my head, urging me downward until my tongue lapped at his balls.
He lifted his hand off and I began to work up and down his shaft. From above, I heard another beer can crack open.
When we stopped suddenly because my stepbrother said he wanted yo explore a bit, I asked him if he wanted me to bring some of the water in the car. He turned to me to say โno need. Weโre only going far enough to be hidden from the road. I need to blow a load in you.โ
The bubbles made it hard to see what was down there, but he certainly made me feel it later.
My sonโs best friend always laughs when I rustle his hair. Now I just grab fistfuls of it as I shove my cock down his throat.
Hmmmmmm marriedโฆ.
Str8??
Itโs a common known fact that weddings are a hotspot for picking someone up. Nobody told me that they should be single. Instead, I think about it like a service. If the groomsman is starting to feel too horned up to keep partying, I sneak him off to the downstairs lobby bathroom and let him blow a load down my throat or into my boypussy before he goes back out there. I only operate by word of mouth, and by the end of the night, my client list includes three of the groomsman, both the bride and the grooms fathers, and a few of the guests.
Love is in the air, but also nine inches inside me.
