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Bent Over in Stockings [MM] [OC] [Gay] [CD] [oral]

Bent Over in Stockings

You offered me your manly shaped ass as you bent over touching your ankles. The five-inch heels and thigh high stockings, your only apparel, accent a well-shaved body ready for action. I could clearly see your beautiful dick and balls hanging down, viewed from behind and in need of my caresses. How could I resist such an overt suggestion of pleasures to be experienced that afternoon?

As you remained in that position, I was overcome with desire and took my own clothing off so that I could feel the nakedness of my own skin rub against yours. I ran my hands over your thighs and gluts, savoring the silky feeling of your flesh. My glans, engorged by an unstoppable yearning for admittance into your carnal doorway, massaged the canyon between your cheeks slowly moving up and down.

I felt an electric desire to take you then and there, but the enjoyment of the anticipation of the act was enough to constrain me from immediate access. I savored the expectation of our ultimate union as I turned you around and knelt to take you in my mouth for the foreplay needed before the final act.

Bent Over in Stockings [OC] [Gay] [CD]

Bent Over in Stockings

You offered me your manly shaped ass as you bent over touching your ankles. The five-inch heels and thigh high stockings, your only apparel, accent a well-shaved body ready for action. I could clearly see your beautiful dick and balls hanging down, viewed from behind and in need of my caresses. How could I resist such an overt suggestion of pleasures to be experienced that afternoon?

As you remained in that position, I was overcome with desire and took my own clothing off so that I could feel the nakedness of my own skin rub against yours. I ran my hands over your thighs and gluts, savoring the silky feeling of your flesh. My glans, engorged by an unstoppable yearning for admittance into your carnal doorway, massaged the canyon between your cheeks slowly moving up and down.

I felt an electric desire to take you then and there, but the enjoyment of the anticipation of the act was enough to constrain me from immediate access. I savored the expectation of our ultimate union as I turned you around and knelt to take you in my mouth for the foreplay needed before the final act. Read more »

A Choice to Make [OC] [Sissy] [Crossdresser] [Gay] [Fiction]

# Face Down and Already Filled

I saw you lying on the bed with your ass in the air and your hard dick pushing into the bedspread. Your legs were encased in lacy black net stockings and your feet still bore the stilettos you liked.

You were overflowing with the man-moisture of the previous two cocks, which made my even harder than it had been while watching the action. You had said that you wanted to compare the three of us as we slid in and out of your ass. It felt like a competitive sport, each of us trying to do better than the other two.

I could not resist and took my place with my erection hovering just above the target. I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down along the gap between your cheeks, dipping it into the stickiness deposited by my two companions. With my sweetly rigid dick well lubricated I pushed it into your anus and began to move in and out at a deliberate speed. Read more »

Mature Men Share Their Frustrations [gay experience] [mature men] [frotting]

# Your Cock Next to Mine

We are two mature guys, married but frustrated with the normality, the blandness of our guttering romances. All we want are some seriously bizarre experiences that will excite our dicks into long-lasting erections.

We are seated on the bed, crotch to crotch with our testicles touching each other as they rest on the soft bedspread. Your hand surrounds both of our cocks in a well-lubed grip, slowly moving up and down to the rhythm of our favorite old rock music. The long-disbanded quartet sings about love, but our unconscious minds feel only lust this night.

As your tight strokes continue to rub our shafts together, I reach over and pinch your nipples, rubbing my finger and thumb back and forth for maximum effect. You moan, in that low voice of yours, and grip our stiff shafts brutally, doubling or tripling the exquisite sensations I feel down there.

I want to release my phallic energy, the unearthly power that controls my being. I sense yours is still building, not quite there yet, so I hold off, enjoying the plateau of pleasure as you climb towards your own peak. I can’t read your mind, but I can read your body by sensing the signals you exhibit as you arrive at the point of no return. Read more »

Zella Meets a Guy [LGBTQ+]

**By Sean McClearly [Googledocs link to original file listed below]**

I was waiting for Jackson seated on the large round planter in the courtyard between Old Main, Lampasas Hall and Centennial Hall. It felt so sexy to be seated on the stone ledge wearing nothing under my short skirt that was barely long enough to cover my dick. My naked rear was directly touching the rough-cut old stone, which was turning me on.

I waited for Jackson’s work hours to end in World Languages offices, where he had a part-time gig working for the department chair. I saw him exit the front door, walk down the stairs and turn in my direction. When he saw me, his eyes widened, and a silly grin spread across his face.

As he sat beside me, he admonished, “That skirt is scandalous, Zella. I’ll bet you already have a boner, just sitting here watching the students walk past you.”

I turned my face towards his, and replied, “Your place is closer than mine, or do you want to suck my cock in your car?” Read more »