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Tail-Tale By Man Lover (manluver8@aol.com) [This story is for those interested in male-male sex and who are above the legal age limit for viewing such material. Let me know what you think] I love male pussies. That's what I call male assholes when they're puffed up, wrinkled and hungry. I'm crazy about ass--male ass. I can lick ass all day. Wish I could deep-tongue it just as long. I'm a one-man's man, ain't into all this sleepin' around, and having sex with everything with a dick. If you want a man like me, you better only be having sex with me. Yea, I'm a stingy bastard - I like what I like, and that's all to it. I know there are macho dudes out there who want a man like me--they want to belong, be a man's partner, they want to be required to meet certain rules of the relationship cause that's just what they like. There ain't nothing like having a masculine boyfriend, whom I can eat out on a regular basis and you know that what you enjoy of his is all yours and no one else's. I had such a boyfriend once, God rest his soul. He was killed in a motorcycle accident. Anyway, Lance was a big muscular son-of-a-bitch, and hairy too. He loved to play fantasy games with me. One of our favorite pretend games was that he was a woman, and I was a straight man. Damn, I loved that! We'd be in bed and he'd get down to sucking my cock. We'd pretend that he wasn't into using his ass-hole for sex. Being as manly as he naturally was, it helped to make our sex even hotter. He'd say, "I'm not into that." Meaning that he wasn't into me having sex with his ass. He'd say, "I'm only into jacking off", and I'd work him into sucking my cock. Then he'd say "I only like oral sex," when I started giving attention to his ass. You know, I'd start looking at it, and talking about it. I'd tell him what a perfect ass he had. I'd tell him how his ass was made for another man's pleasure. I'd tell him how God made some "almost straight" men like me, except we needed men instead of women. These men loved being with a real man who played the 'woman' role. Slowly I'd get to him - of course this was play, remember. He really couldn't wait for me to completely devote myself to his twitching ass-mouth. Really, with me, he could be everything. He didn't have to be the top all the time and he could bottom out like a whore and feel like his woman-side was completely appreciated and cherished. He'd get down on all fours in bed, his back tight with pumped up muscles and sinfully built ass-globes. Let me tell you. A macho dude in great shape on hands and knees with ass high in the air has got to be the most beautiful scene in the world. I'd get down behind him and sniff around in his ass-crack. The jock would start wriggling his butch-butt on my face. He was completely ravenous. My tongue would shoot out and lap around his ass-slot that was surrounded with a soft dusting of hair. He'd start cursing up a storm, calling me every foul, cursed name in and out of the book - but he stayed right there. That's right, my jock buddy was my bitch and he knew it. He knew that I was honoring him with my lips and tongue as I totally went berserk on his rear mouth. If only I could again find a jock boyfriend like him - I'd be eating male ass-cunt day and night. If I didn't' mount him right then it was probably cause I wanted him on his back. I loved that position too. I'd raise his legs way up in the air and as wide as the ocean. He'd be moaning like what we were doing was the nastiest thing on earth - like we knew two men shouldn't do the stuff we liked to do. He'd moan and I'd be chewing his ass-lips and dipping my tongue in his tunnel like they were the Last Supper. When I could pry myself away from him, I'd say stuff like: "Yea, mother fucker. I deserve the have a jock bitch! I can't help it man! Sissy-boys won't do - gotta have a real man!" He'd be challenging me to do all kinds of perverted stuff to him. "Yea, your wife needs you buddy. You gonna get in your jock-wife's cunt?" Why'd he talk like that? He knew that kind of shit made me want to rape him into tomorrow. "Yea, stick that pipe in me. I want to get pregnant." That kind of sentence would haunt me as I slid my cock through his anal gates. Eight inches of my male flesh would lodge eight inches deep inside of his body. I'm sure this was the scene that repulsed his older homophobic brother. I'm sure the idea of a man joined with another man - hard throbbing cock deep inside of a wet male anal canal - makes homophobes go crazy. Probably more crazy than if they saw me french-kissing my male babe before I plowed and plundered him. Sometimes I was too primed and would shoot off within minutes of my first balls-deep plunge. Other times, I'd last and last. If I shot off too soon, I'd pull out and finger my babe's man-twat and rub his manly body up and down as he jacked off. There's nothing like love-filled sex with a manly pussy-babe. [Okay, this one was just a pure horny piece. Homage to you know what. Let me know what you think. manluver8@aol.com]