"Come on now, boy. We've still got to work on your ass, got to warm it up a little, bring the color up. It's a pity that sexy boy butt of yours has been so neglected all these years. We'll just have to make up for lost time. Now grab that chair by the window and bring it over here next to the desk." Dave pulled away from Martin's embrace and turned to fetch the chair....
Martin approached the cot and savored the sight of this naked youth lying face down on the blanket. A thin sheen of sweat coated Dave's entire backside, and his ass positively glowed with the results of a thorough warm-up spanking. He looked so at peace lying there, as if this were what he had been seeking all his life. Martin coated his palms with some lotion and knelt...
Dave pulled away from Martin's embrace and slowly stood up next to the cot. Martin noticed that Dave's hard cock continued to twitch as it leaked a steady flow of pre- cum. "Sir?" Dave looked expectantly at Martin, who had taken his own cock in his hand and began to stroke himself with slow, slick motions. "What is it, boy?" "Sir, can I ask you something?" Dave's...
Martin was enjoying himself for sure. Spread before him were the smarting cheeks of the sexiest boy butt he had ever seen. Dave was bent over, holding his ankles while experiencing his first real spanking. Martin had already landed a half dozen hard swats, but Dave had no clue how far Martin intended to take this. No matter how long and hard this spanking would have to...
Martin could tell the boy liked being lubricated this way. He plunged his thick fingers deeper into Dave's ass and moved them around to stretch this virgin boy butt so that he could take Martin's rock hard cock. Dave was stretched out face down on the table top, with his butt and legs hanging off the end. Dave didn't realize it, but Martin intended to make this the best...
I just moved across country recently, and I wanted to relate a story to you piss lovers out there. I have to admit, first, that only part of this story is true, but it still makes a great fantasy. I was moving from Atlanta out to San Francisco last June, in a Ryder truck with my car in tow. I had been driving all day, and finally I was almost to my first stop - Kansas...
The Flogging Party It was still early on a cold and windy Friday night in December, I was supposed to have a few friends over for some beers and a pizza. It was supposed to be a quiet night with not much to do but watch some TV and spend some time with my friends. What we didn't expect was another not necessarily wanted friend to show up. Rob was the guy that...
A young man finds that getting in trouble with the law in the Orient can be arousing. I was traveling the Orient last summer and met Joe at the Hong Kong airport. We were about the same age, 22, and taking a break from our college studies. Joe looked older than me, though, with a dark complexion and a two-day growth of beard. I didn't even have to shave every...
I'd been out riding my bicycle that Saturday, intent on logging the 35 mile round trip to Great Falls and back averaging 23 miles per hour. It always seemed like an easily attainable goal until you hit Old Angler's Inn and began climbing the knee-killing hill that crested and then plunged you down into the Maryland side of the park. Out of breath and sweating like a mint...
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