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Those skimpy swimsuits!

 

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Stunning!

 

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[Jay99998]

Came across this chav in the post office the other week. I literally couldn’t stop stoping at it. Think he got a semi as it looked bigger and then he hid it with an envelope.

This will be in my wank bank forever

 

[JockMcStrop]

Watching football on tv and more especially live, judging from the different flopping and firm looking bulges, it would appear that professional players decide on their own underpants.
Once as a young hungover squaddie I just pulled on my trackie bottoms and a t-shirt to go for an early morning run. It felt cool without a jockstrap or briefs, but I soon learned my mistake. As I approached the floodlights along the perimeter fence, the guard sergeant called me into the guard room. He asked me what underwear I was wearing. I asked why he was asking. He made me run on the spot in front of the guard room mirror. Seeing my package bounce up and down was embarrassing. He asked if had a jockstrap, I said I just hadn’t bothered putting one on, he reached into his sports bag and brought one out. We were about the same size, he told me to put it on and get my trackies back on, and made me run on the spot again to see the difference.
He told me to give the jockstrap back and I got a semi. That’s another reason for wearing one he said, and took hold of it, skining my foreskin back so that I got fully hard. Needs attention he said, and began wanking me. Then he got down and took my cock in his mouth. I was afraid the guards would come in, but he had sent them on patrol around the camp perimeter. He kept sucking my cock, then put a wet finger up my arsehole. It felt strange, sort of raw sensitive. I was squirming, he took his mouth off my cock and pushed me back over the desk. Before I knew it, his cock was In my arsehole and after only a few lunges he fired his load in me. However, he was a gentleman and with his still hard cock still inside me wanked me off. That’s when I learned what my prostate was for.
I don’t know if we ever saw each other again, I probably wouldn’t have recognised him if we had. But I suspect word quietly got around as I made a few new friends.