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  1. Sun out, very hot so enjoying the rays wearing some brief silk shorts which leave little to the imagination. So laid out on a longer thinking my nipple rings were getting a bit hot when the bell.
    Had forgotten I was expecting a delivery so scooted though to find the delivery guy about to take a picture of my package.
    Fuck, some delivery guy really taking advantage of the hot weather, cut of jeans and his donger down his leg, ripped singlet, very hot. He clocked by shorts and package and knew I was looking at his. He smiled, nice rings man he said. say, can I have a glass of water. Step inside I said so he came in the hallway while I got him water. Fuck I was stiffening and growing. He stood there smiling his cock now lying across. Gotta keep cool man, and he stroked his cock with the back of his hand - I watched it twitch. My now I was bulging. Seems like you need to keep cool to bud he said pointing at my cock by now leaking a little, looks like you could do with a little cooling down. We gotta stay 6 foot apart I said, pity he replied, so show me yours. I eased my shorts over my hips and stood firm in front of him, he unzipped and out flew a thick cock, uncut, amazing. So mate, we gonna wank mutually like or just look? I didn't take my eyes of his hand as it stroked up and down his shaft, he tweaked his tits, I pulled my rings fingered my ass and wanked. Its coming he said, its coming, so am I and he spurted his load on the kitchen floor quickly followed by mine...
    Hi popped his drooping cock back in his shorts, thanks man, amazing, hope to see you when we can get up close and touch. And he went leaving me with a half drunk glass of water and cum puddles on the floor.
    Closest I been to man for weeks, but at least we didn't touch, and oh what sexual relief.
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  2. Its a thread from elsewhere but it got me thinking. Do men, am I, getting more perverted as I get older.
    Are some of my perverted thoughts down to age or the lock down and are the thoughts I have things I want to put in to practice.
    I had the feeling I was perverted during puberty when I slathered my cock and balls with my own wanked out cum in order to promote a good bush growth - it didn't work but it was a nice nightly routine I used to fantasize about. Looking back it was a bit perverted but at the time..
    Once I had become more proficient with sexual techniques as a 19 year old, had a lover who liked to share me was it perverted to dream of a threesome with him and his hung friend and imagine what it would feel like impaled on his massive tool again?
    Or just lust.
    And later, this I know was a perversion, I dreamed of living with a lover happy ever after, certainly a fairy tale! My perversion then taking on rosy sunsets, holding hands and being two as one while all the time knowing deep down I had a terrible choice in men and that not one was capable of monogamy.
    And so as I got older and more single my quest for sex did become more perverted, cock rings, nipple clamps, bondage group sex and becoming more of a fuck slut no matter what was required, I enjoyed being used by groups of guys for their pleasure and would seek out Jock nights nude parties and leather nights.
    My perverted quest for more and more varied sexual thrills deluded me until one day I hit a magic age, stopped, took stock and retired to regroup.
    Now my sexual conquests are fewer and better, more quality than quantity but I still find myself year on year thinking of even more perverted sexual games to play, different ways to be used and filled, then going off with a lover for sedate long lingering passionate sex. Now with lock down and isolation and social distancing sex is out of the question unless its by hand or some "toy", and so the mind wanders into even more erotic places and the perversions get, in the imagination, even wilder.
    So in a way I have answered my own question and I think mentally we are, with age, capable of thinking more perverted thoughts but, when push comes to shove those thoughts are just that, thoughts.
    Or perhaps you know differently
  3. The moped was leaning against the lamppost - again.
    I knew from a previous experience who would be in there and I wondered if there would be a repeat performance.
    The first time we met up he climaxed far to quickly and I failed to enjoy his cum, this time, if it happened I would be ready. He was a first year uni student and it was his first time away from home. He'd obviously heard stories about things hence his turning up in this location.
    I pushed the door open slowly so as not to make a noise, the tiled interior quiet, I could hear a drip somewhere. I went in.
    No one at the stalls but one of the cubicle doors half open.

    All the other doors were open wide.
    I snuck in and took a look and yes, he was there and alone.
    He was standing naked from the waist down looking as if he was about to put on his football shorts, his T shirt riding above his navel, his whole area of genitalia exposed and revealed to be sporting a semi lob.
    Hi again he said, Hi I replied, adding, need a wank?
    What do you think, and he twitched his manhood till it danced.

    I reached out and grasped his tool, feeling the warmth as it hardened in my grasp. I manipulated his foreskin a little, rubbed him up and down and quickly got some pre cum oozing. His balls cupped in one hand I slowly worked on him, my own erection straining to be released.
    I let go of his balls in order to get my nob out, top button and zipper flew down and my balls and cock in the open/ He looked and smiled. I worked some of his pre cum on my cock head which feeling his wonderful bush with my finger tips before returning to his dancing dick. I took his hand and put it on my cock, pushed his fingers round the shaft but he pulled away but wanted me to carry on massaging his cock.
    So we stood there me doing all the work, his face smiling and then I guessed it was about right as he gasped, I felt his cock fill as the first spurt came out and quickly on my knees to catch the next spurt and the next, mainly in my mouth and on my lips with some on my nose and then I tried to get his cock in my mouth in order to get the rest of his juice, but he pulled away. I squeezed the last drops out of his cock till it was all gone. He pulled me up. I got one hand and placed it under my balls and he held it there as I finished myself off while he watched each spurt of spunk fly against the cubicle wall, he even let the hand under my balls grasp my shaft to help the remnants of my ejaculation squeeze out.

    That was good he said, I liked that. So did I I said, we must do it again sometime.
    He smiled, looked at my drooping cock and then at his own, pulled his T shirt down then stepped into his jeans. Yes he said, we must, next week. I picked up his short's, sniffed them, Next time in these. Fine he replied. I tucked my goodies back in, zipped up and said when. Monday, about this time.
    He left and I stood there thinking what a quiet cottage this was, but somewhere else might be better.

    The following Monday I was there and so was he.

    His bike leaning against the lamppost again.
    I went in, door to the cubicle half open and there, as promised, the stood wearing just his shorts, his soft young flesh and cute nipples contrasting with the white tiles of the cubicle. Already the signs of an erection had formed tenting out the front of his shorts.
    I quickly dropped my jeans and pulled his shorts down, whang, it flew up hard and ready. I got my two hands working his cock and balls as he moaned with pleasure. I squeezed and kissed his nipples, I placed his hand on my cock and this time he didn't pull it away but grasped and worked, then nhis other hand came in and he tossed me off, dam, I was so quick, his boyish hands soft and sensual worked their magic on my cock as it shot cum over his hands, some went on his cock as I continued to work him and then, as he gasped I was down and sucked his cock down my throat in time to get his load, a full creamy load, filled my mouth and I had to swallow. I grasped his buttocks and pulled him in, fingers going round and feeling his crack and manhole, warm and tender..

    After I got up and looked at him. Wow.
    Good I said, very good came back.
    So, you want to do it again, another day, but somewhere more private.
    Maybe he said, anyone could walk in here.
    Well let me sort a place out, so, see you here again when?
    He dressed, stepped out of his shorts, into boxers and jeans and a T shirt. I looked at his tight body, nice firm ass, trim waist but still not physically matured.
    Till tomorrow then he said - and he was gone
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  4. ((to recap - I'd left the caravan after an extended session with the farmer I met in the country pub earlier in the year when he had sex in the outside toilets)

    I drove home that night wondering what had happened, certainly I'd had sex with a young farmer but what else?
    There didn't seem to be much he didn't want to do but was he just a flash in the pan as they say, a two time wonder.
    The phone was ringing when I got indoors - him wondering if I got home ok and didn't get lost and yes he'd like to see me again and when.
    I knew I'd have to fit in with his farming schedule so asked if it would be at mine or the caravan. Yours if you like he said, that's be good.
    So I gave him a few options an told him to sort it and ring with when he would be over - a few minutes later he rang again and asked if the following week in the morning was ok (a day I was working from home as it happened) as he had an optician appointment and would be in town.
    Not sooner I replied, well could make tomorrow night if that's good - and it was. About 8.30 he said.

    Next night at 8.29 the bell went and there he was, resplendent in old jeans and a windcheater, smiling all over his face with a takeaway in his hand. Thought we could have a snack he said.
    We dined, a bit like Tom Jones, watching each other till eventually we pushed plates away and continued by devouring each other. Dam, he kissed like angel and all resistance vanished
    Clothes came off and were strewn on the floor as I dragged him to bed, his erection demanding attention of the best kind I went down on him and greedily sucked him in realizing that he was manipulating me round so he could suck me as well. He fingered assholes, his hot and damp after the drive, I needed to investigate so turned him so I could suck his asshole, enjoy his hole. He moaned with pleasure his hard cock bouncing, heavy balls swinging and oh goodness I could feel myself about to cum hands free as I licked deep into his ever opening hole - I had to stop, take a break so I turned him over, a quick flip and laid on him cock to cock which had the effect of bringing us both off, the space between us filled with warm milky spunk - we both laughed.

    That's what happens when you want something and are greedy he said.
    We laid there spunky body to spunky body as our cocks lost their hardness, but they were dripping with cum, pubes very damp with juices.

    His arms were sunburned and brown, tanned from below his biceps, obviously not an stripped to the waist worker and his legs were tanned from halfway down his thighs to just below the knees. Then I remembered where I seen him before.
    I was in the town near his farm one day when this guy got out of a range rover and went in the bank, he was wearing football/gym shorts and welly boots and I recall thing then how erotic he looked so I waited till be came out. As crossed to the vehicle I could see a most attractive swinging package and though "cor" - looks like a ferret in a sack!

    I smiled to myself, looked at his nakedness and enjoyed what I could see.
    I rose up and crouched over him. Shut your eyes and think of heaven I said and as he closed his eyes I lubed up his shaft with our juices till he got hard then rose and lowered myself slowly over his upright member as his eyes opened as he slid into me all the way, his face looking amazed and happy as I rode his cock to its full length, my own cock bouncing out in front of me and then I guessed rightly he was going to cum so I pushed down hard so he went deeper and then that feeling of his shooting inside me as I shot over his face and chest and neck. Feel my cock I said, squeeze all the cum out - and he did do removing my cum via his fingers to his mouth, tentatively but held by cock as it went soft. Wow was the only word that he uttered. Comfortable I asked and got a nod so I stayed there impaled on his fading erection, his juices slopping about I guessed and then I tightened my ring, worked him hard again, somehow he seemed to fill my anal cavities even more, he felt bigger and stronger and harder thrusting. managed to put a pillow under his ass to get more penetration and I slowly rode him again, his cock really sliding in my cum lubed asshole till his eyes crossed and he delivered another load. Fuck me he said, that was amazing. Not this time I replied...

    Afterwards he said he wondered if the toilet and caravan fun were good because they were spur of the moment, but naked and in a proper bed it was all even better.... and then kissed me again but this time I tongued him which was reciprocated by a full deep throat passionate session. Then we laid there enjoying our nakedness and company.
    I told him I had seen him before in shorts at the bank and how |I'd waited to see him come out, his shorts and boots were a such. I think I recall that, shorts in the bank, they don't approve so I just do it! Did it make you frisky? To true I said. So you fancy a bit with me in shorts and wellies. I just smiled. Kinky!

    We showered, touched, felt and examined and even got hard but soon it was time to go, for him to drive back.
    As he got to the door he asked if |I was still free on the morning he had the appointment - most certainly yes.
    And so, come mid morning I was ready when he rang the bell and came in, looking dapper in slacks and a jacket. I served coffee and just looked at him relaxing in a chair, legs wide open and big bulge. You scrub up well, he smiled and replied scrubbing was something he did often. I slipped between his legs and opened his zipper, pulled down his underwear and wow, his cock flew out and he was wearing a really big cock ring. My nose sniffed his pubes as his nob end poked deep in my throat, the ring amazing. As I sucked and fondled his balls he removed his shirt, undid the belt and with me still applied on his cock slipped out of his clothes and became nude. He stood up, me still sucking, slipped my jeans off and then my top, a brief moment of air time and with that he turned me over on all fours and mounted me, his spit lubed cock soon finding its way into my deeper recesses, pulling me ferociously onto his cock so he dove in deeper and deeper, his hands underneath me gripping my cock, I could feel his balls slapping on each thrust, the cock ring biting my ass cheeks and then he gasped as I came in his hands and he came and filled me with milky sweet juices
    Slowly he removed his hard worked member, beginning to droop, patted my ass and turned me over and went down on my cummy cock and cleaned me up.
    A shower. I soaped him, shoulders, chest and between his legs, my fingers working into his hole as I stood behind him and knew he was offering his hole. He pressed back against my hard cock, found the spot and took me all the way.
    The waters ran warm as I fucked him, or did he fuck me with his gyrations, hard to tell but I pumped away and played with his once again hard ready and very willing cock knowing he was reaching a climax I delivered a big shot, each pulse sending waves of sensual pleasure over my body so I gasped with pleasure, his shot filled my hands, dripped down his legs and onto his feet.
    After, more coffee, just wearing towels we chatted before he left.

    Twice more that week he found time to dash over and twice more all he was eager to fuck and get sucked. Fucking we tried different ways, legs in the air, missionary, on his side, sitting on him, standing, over the armchair but doggy suited us both fine. He even gave up his morning wank. He was always happy to be rimmed and enjoyed sitting on my face, oral delights he didn't say no to but he was as to keen fuck as to get fucked.
    After that initial mad rush of lust I had to be away for a few days, when I returned, plenty of messages, I arranged to go out to the caravan the next night - that would save him driving so we could spend more time together.
    ...........and the caravan location was on the sat nav....
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  5. Some of you might remember me going to a little pub way out in the sticks and having a liaison with a farm lad in the toilets - risky but fun.
    I did wonder what would happen and if it was wise to return to the scene of such sexual shenanigans.
    I did return on a winter day. Bar full of guys enjoying a drink and a sarnie. spied my farm boy sitting in a corner all wrapped up against the weather, rubber boots, jeans and a fleece top.
    He caught my eye and smiled, I smiled back.
    I had a drink with one eye watching till he made his way out the back - I followed.
    No one at the stalls but one cubicle door closed. I coughed, the door opened a bit and he beckoned me in.
    Fucked if wasn't ready with a boner, jeans resting on top of his boots, nice plump ass all warm when I put my hands on in and pulled him in as he quickly undid my jeans and slipped them down before pinging my jock straps on my butt and feeling my hard bulge in the pouch.
    He turned me round, fingered my hole - I handed him some lube I had brought in anticipation which he put on his cock and worked some up in side me. With his hands gripping my hard throbbing cock he leaned me over and pushed his meaty cock slowly inside me till I felt his bush squashing against my buttocks as he pulled him even closer, my eyes almost popping at the size and depth of his thrust stopped only by his balls, and, once satisfied he was in he rested, my anal muscles adjusted and I knew, even in this position is was going to be enjoyable..
    He unleashed my cock from its pouch, slowly working its length with soft strokes, enjoying the leaking pre cum while all the time he slowly fucked me, not in a hurry this time, slow easy full depth strokes resting fully inserted so I could feel his size then pulling back till his cock head was just behind my sphincter and then sliding back deep. I knew I was about to cum, I guessed he was, I could feel his cock thicken at my point of entry and then he groaned and I could only imagine my bowels filling with his spunk, warm and milky, I could feel his pulses though my body as he filled me up and yet still the rode me, now on a silky ride of well lubricated cock as I let go and filled his hands with my juice, running between his fingers and spattering my legs.
    He pulled out his cock, beautiful and now going soft, a meat roll of pleasure. He kissed me on the lips, tongue down my throat, cleaned up and slipped away to the bar leaving me to ease my aching ass back into my jeans.
    I went back to the bar, finished my drink, looked over at him and smiled and left.
    Note stuck in the windscreen. "here lunchtimes and evenings if you'd like some more"
    I would.

    A week went by and I thought about getting his thick meaty cock in my lips as well as filling my asshole with pleasure, totally horned up I went over just after opening time in the evening, got a pint and sat by the fire and waited. Was it a mistake, not his night or what.
    About 45 minutes went by, my second pint and he came in, saw me, smiled and headed out to the toilets. I waited a minute or two before following.
    You're keen he said - feeling my hard cock and I groped for his throbbing nob already out of his fly. I slipped to my knees, licked round his cock end and along the shaft and then sucked him in.
    No he said not here, you want to come to my caravan?
    And so about half an hour later I was following his pick up truck down lanes to a little paddock and his caravan.
    He dashed in, turned on the heat and by the time I was in the door he was unzipping his coveralls and about to step out of his rubber boots. The boots came off and I peeled the rest from his body, hanging commando balls and upright cock. He pulled me onto the bed tearing my clothes off till I was naked apart from my cock ring, it was flesh on flesh, him having had a day working and that country smell of hay and cows. I laid on top of him feeling his hardness pushing into my belly, the pubic hair rough and plentiful, the treasure train running up to a few chest hairs and nice firm nipples. It began to feel damp and wet as we writhed then he pushed me upright and went down on me, sucked right in till my balls jangled on his chin, him bent over so I could see right down his ass cleavage inviting me to feel with my fingers till I found his quivering hole damp with anticipation, maybe.
    He flipped himself up and pushed me onto his cock, lying back enjoying my face pressed in his groin working on his foreskin and cock end while teasing his balls with one hand and his anus with the other. Deftly he moved me again, on all fours and with him behind me I felt his wet cock pressing on my hole. He found and applied some Vaseline then worked slowly inside me little thrusts forwards and back really enjoying the penetration as it got deeper and deeper. I knew I should feel my asshole was going to split, this time he seemed bigger thicker and longer but maybe it was just the doggy asshole stretched position, but somehow my body obliged and accommodated him all the way. Once in he just laid there on top of me twitching his cock inside me, feeling under to grasp my throbbing penis before nibbling my ear and announcing he was going to enjoy fucking the ass off me. Its the first time I can remember a guy edging up my ass, but that's what he did, and he controlled my orgasm as well with his stop interludes. It was feeling amazing, my body was on fire, my nipples almost burned and my gut trembled with each slow thrust until eventually he let it all go with three massive heaves almost squashing his balls as he came while he teased my cock till it shot between his fingers dripping onto the bed in a milky puddle. He slowly eased his tool out from me, slowly almost leaving a vacuum till at last, not totally soft it plopped out. We had a shower, an intimate shower as not a very big space and when he soaped me all over, kissed my body and then pulled me in behind him and guided my cock to his asshole, pushed back on my hard cock and took me as I fucked him standing under a deluge or hot water...
    After, as we laid on the bed with a drink he said it was good, he knew it would be and I was speechless because it was good. Older guys are the best he said as they know how to give pleasure and enjoy having sex without being to demanding. In the summer I want to have you outdoors, maybe in a barn over a hay bale or down my the river after a swim.
    By now it was beginning to steam up and get late. We chatted and I looked at him, a bit overweight but a real country boy you wouldn't want to mess with, open smile and a twinkle in his eyes and a comfortable body is was fun snuggling up to, a decent sexy ass and chunky uncut cock so what more could I want from a 29 year old. He said the caravan was a summer thing and sometimes used at lambing time, and useful for a get away. Said he was really busy doing work on the family farm, enjoyed his pints with the guys and sex when he was lucky. He stopped talking and slipped down on me again urging me to go down on his now hard member. This time he didn't take long to cum, teasing his cock slit I soon got him spurting seminal fluids over my tongue. I pulled him off my cock, already well cummed out, kissed him and let him enjoy his own spunk going from mouth to mouth till we swallowed.
    Another drink and we got dressed slowly enjoying seeing naked bodies getting covered, his cock flopping back and being zipped in
    I gave him my number and said ring me, yes I'd love to do it in a barn, by the river when its warmer. He laughed, you're on he said, but we'll get round to that and other stuff when summer comes.
    He turned off the heating, put out the lights and locked up, saw me into my car, a light kiss and he jumped in his pick up and lead the way to the main road. I turned left and he turned right, flashed his lights and was gone.
    As I drove away wondering if I was really up to the service demands of such a young stud, was it just sex and lust, I certainly enjoyed feeling his cock and balls and ass and kisses and body. I smiled as I drove home knowing that I'd had fun, had an ass full of man jizz from a guy who was all man....
    And, would he ring?
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  6. You know how it is when you wake up and look out and its pissing down with rain and you have to decide what to wear and what to do.
    This morning no exception as the rain was pouring down and filling the drains and gutters.
    I eased my ass into some silky shorts nice and tight and went to the kitchen thinking if the mail man came at least I was dressed. Nice hot black coffee and some toast and began to think the day would go well. Passing a full length mirror I caught a glimpse and though "fuck you look hot", not over muscled, pert ass and neat package all on show in the wine colored shorts.
    I flicked my nipples and smiled at me, am I a narcissist I wondered.
    The door bell went, the parcel had arrived and the rain had stopped.
    I opened the door and he stood there all of 6 foot, blond and slim clutching a chitty for me to sign.
    I felt his eyes cruise over my body noting my bulge outline and butt.
    Its quite big he said, the blushed going nice a pink, do you want a hand in.
    Thanks I said, the bedroom will be fine, its not to BIG and will go in fine.
    Together he carried the package indoors and to the bedroom and placed it on the floor.
    (Now I am not the most tidy person sometimes and the bedroom is my place so there are always things left about that perhaps should be hidden away if I wanted to be discreet).
    I could feel his eyes on the room and watching me in the mirrors, I confess to feeling sexually charged and began to stiffen, enlarge, and in those shorts it showed but was fight with the fabric.
    He moved, knocked something on the floor, bent to pick it up and it was a cock ring. He fingered it and put it on the dressing table next to a tube of KY.
    Thanks I said, very helpful, I couldn't have managed it on its own as it really is BIGGER than I thought - and with my hips pushed forward my larger size well on show.
    He walked to the door, turned, said I hope you can manage on your own, clocked the dildo on the bedside cabinet and did a double take before I ushered his to the front door, slipped him a tip and thanked him for his efforts and stood at the door watching him go down the path, he turned at the gate, gave a little wave and was gone.
    And so the day did begin well after all, apart from the damp spot now on my shorts from my arousal all was as it should have been.
    Time for a shower. maybe relive and fantasize the delivery boy in the warm waters...
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  7. Some days you know you just gotta toss one off - and when you get that feeling its better you do it rather than let it remain crouched in your scrotum.
    Today was one of those days when I got the urge real bad.
    Workmen had just gone, two young guys in coveralls looking attractive - but not available and the house smelling of epoxy resin.
    So took of for a drive down some country roads, admired the coming autumn and then it came on me. So there I was driving with one hand fiddling with my zipper and lobbing out my cock and driving and wanking slowly and feeling fucking good and liberated. Once the pre cum started my slippery shaft became more receptive to lighter touches plus I needed to taste my seed.
    Driving down a road I didnt know I came upon a pub and realised it had a big outside toilet. Anyway lots of cars so I decided to pay a visit, might piss, who knows.
    So with a semi lob on I strolled in, deserted. Looked in all the cubicles, found one with dirty writings and pictures and decided this would be ideal, shut the door, checked for glory holes but only found spy holes so removed my jeans, sat down, laid back and proceeded to work my cock with double handed strokes slowly. I could feel myself coming to a climax but edging as well and for some reason groaning along with my groin sensations when there was a knock of the door. "you ok" "you ok". Fine I replied. "sounds like fun" and a I stifled a laugh, "need a hand?"
    Well curiosity got the better of me so with jeans round my ankles and an boner I opened the door to find a local farm boy country boy ruddy and late twenties in gum boots, bare knees and shorts and a fleecy admiring my cock, and even better getting his own erection. He didn't hesitate, came in, grabbed me and turned me round, whipped down his shorts and with a spit filled hand wiped my ass and found a way in and very quickly erupted. He chuckled, pulled and slipped out, turned me and tossed me off. "Thanks mate, great five minutes and now I really gotta piss".
    As I said at the start some days you know you just gotta have a wank, I had it done for me!
    And I marked the location on the sat nav just in case
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  8. Well that's how the ad rang and after a few message exchanges I was ready to meet up. He had sent some amazing nudist pix, great pecks, cute ass and a nice uncut cock and thick bush, and into swinging he said.
    I got to his place, nice set up, kissed on arrival and quickly both naked and enjoying our bodies making contact.
    I was thinking this is good what next when I was flipped over and quickly mounted, his lubed cock slid inside me like a hand in a glove, then, as quickly he is out and on his news begging to be screwed, though to tell the truth the begging wasn't needed.
    "take it slow, really slow" he commanded so I did.
    Halfway through the door opened and "she" came in, naked, big breasts and wet pussy.
    "fuck him boy, fuck him" she said as she moved in on me and pushed her cunt in my face as I felt my cock go limp and fall out all the sexual excitement gone.
    I scrambled for my clothes as she watched rubbing wet fingers between her legs, he urtned over, still hard "what up mate"
    "Sorry" I said, "I aint into cunt - just like cock and bum"
    pulling on my shorts, grabbing my trainers and shirt I fled.
    Later I thought, oh, that's what he meant by swinging.
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  9. Its a Sunday and for some reason I feel inexplicably randy.

    Maybe its the heat and the fact I am perspiring a little or because I'm sitting here naked.

    I shouldn't be feeling randy at all, had a good time yesterday with the mail man who sat on my cock and rode me to heaven, ending with him covering me with his sperm - later I sucked his dry again while he tossed me off.

    So cant explain it. My nipples seem to need attention, have lubed them with pre cum but its dried on so just applied a little butter. They look rosy in the mirror. shiny and delectable and enjoy the attention from my tweaking fingers.

    Maybe the heat has just made me relaxed and my body is showing signs of needing some tension - or even attention.

    Leaning back on the chair I can feel my butt plug move as I gyrate my buttocks, feels nice for hard latex and I know I always appreciate that grinding sensation between my buttocks. The thought is do I need something bigger, more stimulating, shall I shower and mount my dildo? To lazy, to relaxed in a funny way, to much effort and hey, have a nice ass filling, sensual nipples and my cock is high growing out of my bush and my balls on the edge of the chair. Lean back - admire my shaft, hard, shiny ended - do I need a cock ring, have I got one to hand, no, forget it.

    Mmm, fuck my ass, writhe, wriggle, feel that filling, mmm, cock stroking, remove a little butter from my tits and apply on my cock, wow, slides so easy, had forgotten that butter was a good lube - though did get screwed over a kitchen table once and asshole filled with butter to ease entry, yeh, that was an amazing fuck, what was his name, Tony?

    Stretch out, two hands working on my shaft in slow rotations, feels good, pinch nipples - ooh yes.!

    Do I need to cum, do I think I want to cum, will I be having sex later? No, Sunday, to lazy to go hunt, make the most of this amazing sensuality between your legs and forcing deep into my anal cavity, think of rosy lips that need kissing, buttocks that require opening and cocks that need sucking....

    the rising tensions, the pre cum dribble to lube my foreskin as it rides to and fro as my hands stroke up and down, imagine slowly inserting into a warm hole, thrusting deep and hearing moans of satisfaction and oooh I'm nearly there, shall I stop and edge or stop...

    ...dam - to late - the thrill of the moment and the uncontrollable hands and suddenly its flashed and shot and covered me from chin to belly button, a dripping quivering mass of jelly life milky spunk filling my pubes and now, drooping cock sinking down, balls relaxing and by sphincter clenched hard on the butt plug, oh yes, nice one for a Sunday.

    My nipples still tender, my fingers cum covered on my lips as I taste the fruit of my loins, my cum slowly slipping down my body to rest in my bush - I'll let it dry there,

    Aaah, that felt good... that was good!
  10. Wow, after a few days when the heating was on, ice on the windscreen today the sun shone and it felt like spring and maybe summer was a comin in.
    And made me randy, the sap was rising and so was Noddy.
    A little erotica was the order of the day, silky thongs, silky shorts, jocks, and then I found my Mankini. Oh yes, great little eye popper on the beach so how about using it as a sensual aid to a wank.
    Hey man, that looked good - as I preened round and looked in the mirror at my bodily reflection, loved the way it held my tackle in place, even flaccid it looked good but now with a semi even hotter.
    Adjusted it so the down V was just above my cock stalk, Inviting. Then added a nice cock ring just to poke over the top as an attraction - bit of a struggle as the beast was rising, but got it in place and really pleased with the "man" bulge. Just hopped I would make pre cum to soon and make a stain, added a tissue to soak up oozing dribbles. Back view really cute, my ass looked pert and firm - after a long winter of not being exposed to often and the strap almost disappeared between my buttocks. Oh yes, this sexy.
    I wonder if ? Well only way is to try so a minor disrobe, inserted my butt plug, my driving number back ion the Maniki and wow, no sign at all, other than a raging erection and a firm outline in the front of my Mankini, so, after a bit more looking, bending, posing time for a jack off, just pulled the front V down and popped my hard nob out for a big heavy stroking and ejaculation - and hey - it felt good, Mankini, cock ring and butt plug - awesome
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  11. Spent a while checking over the site, looked at loads of hot naked guys and admired loads of dick. Had the heating pumped up so it was comfortable in my boxers.
    Enjoyed a few hot vids, got my nipples hard and tweaking, my old man rose in front of me with a hand to help it rise. As I viewed and cooed at cock, rocked my ass back and forth riding my butt plug - did I forget to mention I was treating my asshole to an opening day - it came over me in a wave, so along with a vid I stroked and panted grunted and groaned and ended up with a huge warm oozing load of creamy milky cum running down my hard, no drooping, cock shaft and into my pubes, soaking and filling and dripping down to my balls..delicious, and, as I pulled my boxers back on I could feel the fabric taking up the wet stickiness of cum, clammy a little on the flesh.
    As so, time to go, out. T shirt on, jeans pulled up and knowing I'd soon have that cummy aroma wafting up I got in the car and left for work.
    Best way to start the day - do you know a gayer way?
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  12. He stood at the bar, glass in hand, looking at my reflection in the mirror - he'd clocked me from the moment I walked in, marked me as a fuck!
    MY drink arrived, I sipped, I looked and he was staring unashamedly at me, and then a smile, lit his face and I smiled back.
    He sidled along the bar and got next to me. Hi he said, I'm Christian.
    He was the same height and about the same weight, the biggest difference was his red hair, flaming red, and his freckles. Oh yes, and his Scottish accent.
    The flirting took all of five minutes before we headed for the subway. I could feel my heart beating, could feel my cock growing with expectancy and eventually we walked down the street and in the front door.
    His arms came out and he pulled me close and kissed mem, deep and passionate, tongue filling my mouth, the taste of his spittle mixed with beer. His hands busy feeling all,over me, my buttocks and my nipples and my cock - not that my hands weren't idle, we possible looked like a demented octopus.
    The undressing started on the stairs, along the landing, falling over dropped trousers as were hurled our naked bodies on the bed and feasted our mouths on each others bodies, hard cocks thrusting down throats, firm buttocks giving way to tender bites, legs akimbo, t you name it we did it.
    Frantic with hot unspent passion for 15 minutes before we stopped, laid back in each others arms and nibbled ears and stroked cocks, as yet still unspent.He laid on top of me, his hard uncut cock looking really amazing growing out of his thick red bush. He ground hip, we frotted and we shot our first loads, cum mingled into pubic hair, filled my belly button, seemed to melt and fill the air with that heady smell of warm cum.
    We eased apart, laid pack and like silly schoolboys giggled, kissed and held hands.
    Soon he was working my body again, feeling between my legs, under my balls, exciting my manhole with his firm prodding fingers, cocks hard and eager he flipped me over onto my face, gt behind me and laid on top of me, his cock lying in my bum cleavage, I could feel the wet end as he slid it up and down my crack, opening my legs just a little each time till there he was with his cock end on my hole.
    Fuck did I ever want a cock that bad, I pushed back on him, felt him enter and pause, then go deeper. I gasped, mmm it hut, no lube! He added a generous dollop of spit, rubbed it up and down his shaft and round my ring and went in again, this time all the way.
    Many is the time I'd been fucked but this felt like being made love to, tender, considerate and knowing how to make it last, until my cock being forced into the sheets couldn't stand it any longer and I begged him tio shoot - and he willingly complied. His entire body convulsed as he thrust deep and let his juices flow into y body, I knew, I could feel just how many times he spurted, his cock and my anal muscles reacted, and then, with his hand underneath me filled with my cum he laid still, relaxed and almost went to sleep.
    I felt his cock relax inside me, get small, take up les room and become more pliable, and still he didn't move, even his hand holding my cummy cock stayed in place.
    It seemed like a small eternity but he eased me back, eased his body up while remaining soft inside me until I was on all fours and then he started again.
    Oh magical time, I felt his manhood inside me grow, expand and get bigger, firmer and more urgent. This time he shagged me, really shagged me, primitive, dirty and animalistic complete with grunts - oh I was loving this, even my cock got hard, by now his cummy hand had moved to my hips as he pulled and poked me over his cock, thrusting pushing and riding me. huis was amazing, I was about to cum no hands, fuck and it was going to cum right now...and he did, he rose, pushed so deep my eyes watered and just one pulse of his juices before he fell away exhausted, laid on the bed looking at the ceiling, I watched his cock droop and go toi sleep, his pubic hair all matted with juices and sweat.
    I took him to the shower, we washed and dried and I changed the bed, we cuddled together and went to sleep in each others arms.
    I woke to find him looking at me, his hand slid down the bed and grasped my morning boner, he slipped under the beds and sucked my cock, wow, first thing and then I got down and we enjoyed mutual cock sucking. Funny how a few hours sleep can allow the body to refill in the right places, he was quite ready to shoot his stuff and I was eager to eat a pre breakfast snack. Both with cummy mouths came up for air, kissed and mingled the contents of out mouths before swallowing...
    I lulled back the sheets, admired his very whit body, defined nipples and the red bush that tasted so good.
    I have to go he said, I really do, I have to be on the id day flight.
    He dressed and I fixed coffee and toast.
    He stood at the door saying he could find his way to the subway.
    Maybe we could do it again I said and he asked for my number explaining he didn't get to town often but it could be fun, and then, a peck on the lips and he was gone.
    We did a re run the following weekend, hot passionate never ending sexual romps, the cum seemed to spurt at will and I got everything I wanted including taking him up the ass as well, that was the icing.
    There was a gap of a few weeks then two weekends n a row, I almost waited in for the phone call to come, didn't want to go out, but it was just him ringing me and always from a public phone.
    I think we'd had half a doze liaisons of unabandonded sexual excitement when I foolishly said as he was leaving that I wished we could do this more often as I was enjoying what we did as a couple.
    That was it, it was a not strings fling as far as he was concerned.
    About a year later I saw him in the bar again, his eyes ran over mine with no recognition, no desire, and I felt totally deflated. A no strings only event it was, and that's what he wanted, no attachments, no commitments and I have fucked it up by placing a request on the table.
    I should have realised also that while we had enjoyed man sex together with his strict upbringing there was no way he was going to ever admit to being gay - he had sex with guys but wasn't going to have love, hence, n strings - ever.
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  13. I went though a period when I thought I wouldn't be able to keep it hard, or even get it up.
    Got to be a problem when it really happened.
    It all began when I used to have session with a younger guy who was into role playing. (I don't think he could admit to liking cock straight up).
    Anyway he was into the naughty schoolboy and I would have to go in for the chastising before fucking his really tight ass.
    He would arrive and change, choir boy stuff, school games, cubs etc always well fitting and always got me horny. It was the spanking that did it - or maybe the riding crop. Once he'd been admonished for his "crimes" it was up to me to decide on the punishment, always trousers and briefs disown, over a chair, a sofa or my knee and I'd have to attend to his bare buttocks till they got red and he shot his load. Then it was time for me to fuck that red raw ass.
    One afternoon it had been games as usual and I got a boner, gave the punishment and realised that while his cock was hard and dripping my cock had drooped and no matter what I couldn't get it to rise.
    I was the same the next visit, hard through foreplay then whoops - even forcing him to suck didn't do the trick.
    I mentioned it to a buddy who laughed, took me to his bed and said I bet you don't go soft on this - but I did, think my then it was all philological.
    Next night my buddy turned up, said I got the answer to your problem, not only that but gonna show you how good it is. So he popped me a bluey, we sat talking then he took me to my bedroom, undressed me and admired the boner that stood out like a flag pole, not a tremble in place, rock solid hard.
    He got on all fours and said for me to fuck him, and I did, I really did, doggy, legs over head, missionary and sitting on him sitting on me, I was like a stallion shagging away and not a droop in sight. After about 40 minutes he asked to have a break, my fucking was driving him crazy and I still hadn't cum but he was nearly there. He got up me, I leaned over the side of the bed and he fucked me, my cock still hard and poking the side of the bed, it wasn't going to go down. He got rid of his load and we went of to the shower, laughing because I still had this enormous erection, not only was it big it seemed the bluey had increased it in size as well. After the shower we went back on the bed, we masturbated a buit, sucked cock - he said mine tasted different and was really punished to his throat but he was ready to take me again.
    We started standing up so I could get right in his hole, moved to the floor, legs in the air and I rode him, by now I could feel the juices ready to pump and fill his hole, When I did cum it was like a big relief, a total mind and cock blowing experience, flashing lights and it felt like the biggest cum load I'd ever shot out, I could feel it inside him lubricating my cock. I slowly withdrew, he breathed a sigh of pleasure and relief, took me to the bathroom and bashed my still rampant nob and back to bed.
    We laid there, a bit of cock fighting, frotting and masturbation - I shot a couple more loads over him and he covered me. His cock was up and down all the time, his erection magnificent when he was fully engaged and the droop to a very edible sausage - but I was still there waiting for the flag to begin.
    Fours hours later the first signs, he's just rimmed my ass and was sucking my cock while I was chewing his pubes and kissing his balls, we both raised I was going soft, subsiding, going flat.
    Almost a relief. My cock hung down, sort of aching with its efforts, but like me felt a little bit chuffed and still a bit hyper.
    A couple of days alter by buddy came round again, took me to bed and I performed as required without the aid of a blue stimulant. What a relief to know it wasn't permanent.
    The following Saturday my little lad came round, football player, tight muddy shorts and a jock strap.
    Mmm, after telling him off it was time for punishment, Over my knees, shorts down and I used the slipper on his ass till it was really red, I suspect tears in his eyes. I could feel my own cock pressing into his cock pouch on the jock, knew he was going to cum in them, it was suddenly exiting, I eased so I could drop my zipper, could feel his erection pressing mine when he shot, it oozed out through the fabric, the scent filled the room and I got his cum dripping on my hard cock. I bent him down, fucked his ass, nice hard cock, no problems - just decided that if I wanted to stay hard I had to enter into the spirit of things.
    Oh yes, he enjoyed the punishment, almost immediately confessed to doing other naughty things so he could get a repeat rogering - and I was more than happy to oblige.
    We didn't have a problem after that, got a new riding crop and new slippers though...

    t happened again the next visitbeat him till he shot vrsi USED TO HAVE SESSIONS WITH A YONG GUY WHO WAS INTO ROLE PLAYINGThink the pro
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  14. When I was growing up so much was going on, so many temptations about it was hard (literally) not to be sex out of my mind.
    In my late teens I worked in many different locations. Being manual the guys covered all sizes and shapes as well as ages.
    Work buddies can be so hot.
    I worked on a building site this this teenage lad, a couple of years younger than me, always wore tight coveralls, right up his crotch so his cock and balls were on display - and worse was he'd be commando.
    o make it worse he was quite tall and very slender, I suppose thin but waiting to fill out, and sallow Italian skin and naturally black hair.
    One day we were working on some ladder stuff and it was hot, he unzipped right down all the way huffing and puffing about getting sweaty, so far down I could see his nice hairline from his belly button down to the - of his cock shaft area. Suddenly I had the pleasure of working level with his man stuff, in my face, I could see each hair on his belly and where it widened into pubic hair.
    I got a big boner.
    He noticed. "hey" he said" getting horny?"
    "got" I replied..
    "what's giving you dirty thought", and with that he scratched, saw my eyes follow his hand.
    "oh all this" he said running his fingers down over his belly to his junk. "well its not hard like you but it could be"
    and he laughed
    and with that he pressed himself into my face, I could smell his pubes and man smells and sweat, I didn't move, just prayed, my nose on his skin as he worked himself up and his coveralls down leaving me face to face with a growing cock balls and fine bush.
    "go on, suck it, you know you want to"
    and he wriggled, aimed his hardening cock towards my lips - and pushed!
    In, nice, very bony, slightly salty, my tongue licked his cock head, and sucked him in, his balls on my chin and my nose investigating his cock hair, hot, sweaty and a bit damp
    He lasted all of two minutes, as I sucked I wanked, he shot first, hot sticky and sweet, a few spurts then nothing. He stayed still as I finished wanking, my load hit the floor. He slowly eased his softening cock from my mouth, over my lips, a few residual bits of cum dripping.
    He flopped his junk by in his coverall, smiled a big smile.
    "There" he said "I knew you wanted to"
    "and you " I asked, you wanted to?"
    "always ready to shoot my load, any time, anywhere".
    The rest of that summer was really great, work work work and suck, every day at some point he'd want his cock sucking and I was happy to oblige. Never wanted to touch me or anything like that, it was just about me sucking his cock and balls - oh and once I managed to lick his asshole while I tossed him off - but mainly he was heavily into fucking my face and lasting as long as possible.
    Summer ended and I moved to another job, our paths didn't cross for a long time but eventually they did.
    One Saturday out in town and I saw him coming towards me, that easy gait, black hair and dazzling smile.
    "Hi" he said as he reached me "this is my wife"!
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  15. Preparations got going early, wine and mulling ingredients poised, nibbles on hand to take away some of the hunger pangs before total lust got going, soft lights, sweet music and me all showered and ready for the fray. Not wishing to be totally forward I was wearing a really nice crisp small pair of white boxers, sort of traditional with dick door and room to fumble up the leg, and a blue silk gown.
    I heard the car, lit the candles, turned down the oven and went to the door.
    He was wearing black leather boots, jeans and a jean jacket with pale blue denim shirt.
    The door closed, me kissed, he groped, I groped and his jacket was off, his shirt out and his jeans round his ankles. He stood in a pair of briefs punished my his erection trying to get out - and I resisted. On my knees, right up close and personal. I blew on his hardness, then removed his boots, stood up, lead him to the sitting room and offered him a red silk gown. I want - he began - later I whispered. He slipped easily into the gown and sat while I went and got a plate of nibbles and drinks. Knee to knee drinking warm mulled wine with delicious cream cheese and salmon treats, mmm needless to say a lot of kissing going on and hey presto first plate empty and the first glasses.
    He lunged, I gave in and we fumbled, removed gowns and underwear and laid on the settee frotting, kissing and feeling.
    Once again he started with I want and once a gain I replied not now later. I could feel his pre cum moist on my belly - or perhaps it was mine or even both mingled. We slid and writhed over each other until we climaxed as one, and then satisfied we laid back and admired the cum dripping off him onto me as he got off.. A quick shower, into robes and more nibbles to pass the rest of the evening, more mulled wine, stronger now, already feeling heady and ready.
    At 11.45ish we moved to the rug in front of the fire, naked, basking in the glow. I want he began and fine I replied.....
    H eased my legs over my head gazing into my eyes, quickly applied a little lube and then his cock against my already quivering puckered ring - and pushed. Gently he entered me, rested then deeper and deeper till his pubic hair tickled my buttocks, and then the slow rhythmic stokes in and out, one hand teasing and stroking my cock as he dove as deep as he could, all the time eye contact, a dip and a kiss them back not breaking the stroke. And then I felt tense, looked at the clock, flipped the tv remote switch and said - go for it big boy.
    Boom went Big Ben, boom in to my asshole 11.10, 9 - 3,2,1 and he let go, the feeling as he squelched and forced and arced his back and pulsed his man juice into me while I shot high to my chin and over my chest, each spurt slivered and pinked in the fire glow while he pushed deeper and pulsed more juices and then collapsed on top of me, kissed me - his tongue right in my throat and suddenly
    he said - happy new year.
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