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Buran Miller Story
By: Londebaaz Chohan

[A True Story Of My Good Friend Buran Miller]
I sincerely believe, canvass and defend the motto, ‘to everyone his own’. I do not claim that I am not judgmental at points but mostly as I do not like to be judged by everybody so I try very hard not to judge others and impose my view point or opinion, if I can avoid it. I am who I am and I do not like to be looked at with judicious eyes. People are heterosexual, gay, bisexual, gay tops, gay bottoms, gay versatile, transgender, crossdressers and many other types too. I am also one of them. I do not call anybody a weirdo and do not want to be called a weirdo; only for the reason that I love to suck cock, eat sexy men, swallow / consume the cum. Otherwise, I am as much a man as any man there is with a really lengthy, healthy cock and heavy hung balls. I love to mix up, fuck a desirable pussy and I do not spare a nice looking ass of a male or a female, if I could fuck it consensually. To me the men who give themselves up for the pleasure of others are no faggots but as respectable as myself. If I need them for the hunger of my cock and they provide me the service with their ass holes; to me they are doing a noble deed and they should not be disgraced. Before anybody starts up a debate with me; I mean all the above of course within the safe secret environment only. Public sex is not for everyone and those who enjoy it publically without being against the law, I say, ‘to everyone his own’.

With the spirit of being fair, I shall share with you what has burnt me up to share this with you. Immediately after graduating from high school, I had to appear for an interview with a company; who had advertised a fully paid scholarship for all the 4 years of college on a very high merit basis, in Newark; New Jersey. Being an A++ student, I knew I had the chance to win it and did not mind to endure all the hassle, of waking up early in the morning, taking a subway, transfer to another subway and change to Path train to reach my destination by 9:30 AM. The only consolation was that they had told me on the phone that it was all casual and being in jeans and sneakers would be fine. Plus, for the initial interview they did not ask me to bring any documentation, which they said, I could send by mail if they asked for it.

By 10:30 AM, I was done and was debating to go back to Queens, NY to my friend’s apartment; who had given me the key because he would have gone to work. All I could do was watch some TV and may be masturbate lying on the sofa in his living room. Walking down on this fairly busy street, I crossed at least 3 adult bookstores; thinking that I could masturbate in here if I had to plus there was a possibility of getting lucky, may be. I returned back and soon I was at the door of the last establishment, I had crossed and with a swift move I opened the door to get inside.

My confidence was boosted to see the ambiance of the store. Couple of people inside looked ‘normal/gentlemen’. Even the clerk was in a kind of uniform to further strengthen my poise. There were magazines, videos, adult toys and much, much more. Truly it could be said that you name it and they had it. Some of the video boxes on display were also advertising with a note of ‘On Screen now’; meaning the video was being shown in the back rooms on the screen. I went towards the back dark room with about a dozen of booths. Making sure, everything was alright, I got the change from the coin machine and dropped some quarters in the slot and the screen came alive.

The woman on the screen was being brutalized by a big black man with a baseball bat size penis. She was obviously enjoying getting fucked although her moaning was totally artificial. Seeing a button, I touched it and the play on the screen changed showing two college aged boys having fun together naked in each other’s arms. Next display was of a young girl sucking a cock in earnest captured my interest, making my cock go hard quickly in my jeans forcing me to unzip and drop my jeans and boxer to the floor. The cold air on my hot cock skin felt great and I began stroking it, watching the brunet on the screen sucking the phone pole size cock on the screen feeling as if she was sucking my monster size cock. In about 5 minutes or so the young man flooded her mouth and I loved the force of his orgasm making his juices to squirt out of his cock hole. It was really awesome sight. Next show was another gay video in a barber shop setting. Man on the barber chair was busy playing with the barber’s man pole and cupping his balls. The next was a girl being gangbanged by about 6 of the mix of men in age and cock sizes.

As I took a moment to think which video, I should let continue, I heard a kind of very weak whistle like sound on my right. I looked and saw a finger being displayed through the hole from the adjacent booth. The someone in the booth on the other side was circling it in the hole and also signaling for me to get closer to the wall. I had been to many of the adult bookstores and such sleazy arrangements were also not new for me but the clean tip top that I had seen outside as I entered, made me think because I could not believe it, but quickly I came to realize that these booths were for watching the porno videos and of course all types of clientele would show up for such activities.

Suddenly the finger disappeared and I looked at the video screen with an old granny aged blonde sucking two cocks and even showing her pink ass hole, stretching the ass cheeks. I took a seat on the bench against the wall but my attention was suddenly divided between the video screen and a beautiful, fat white healthy cock hanging on my side through the hole instead of the finger. I also realized that while seated on the bench, I could easily reach for the limp beauty with my hands. Holding someone else’s cock, playing with it and even sucking a cock was nothing new for me but I had always done it either in my own bedroom behind the locked door or my partner’s and never at a public, kind of open place.

The first thought that came to my mind was, if I was at an open public place and the obvious answer was, yes! I was at a public place but definitely not an open public place. I was behind a closed locked door as it should be and even if the man on the other side was not cautious enough to lock his door on his side, it did not make me indulge in sex, in public, because the little hole in the wall never means that we were doing anything wrong for public to see and enjoy. Surprisingly the limp hanging cock by now had changed to a hard, girthy and stretched horse sized penis, throbbing impatiently so very close to me. The foreskin was half pulled back showing the eagerly wet cock head with a pearl of glistening clear drop on top. My eyes widened like a saucer, my whole body felt flexing and head circling like a fast merry go around. My mind tried to process the thoughts but my cock won it all. I really wanted to play and cum and enough of the motivation was right there in front of my eyes to do so. I would not say with a mind block but of course, surely mindlessly, I leaned, stretched my arm and got hold of the dick waiting for me to come to action. I had my own cock in one hand and the other hand got busy stroking the visiting cock pulsating and pulsing hard. I examined it, kissed it and just played with it for a few seconds and then heard the sound coming from the next booth, asking me to kneel down in worshiping style and suck it. Either possessed by the cock magic or totally mesmerized, I obeyed. While I could not believe doing what I was doing; I also felt very good and nastily powerful in doing this. I stroked the cock with my fingers up and down the shaft, sucked it swaying my head on it, starting with the head only and then taking more and more of the length in my mouth and licking the underside with my tongue. I could not hear the man moan or gasp for air but only when the cock grew in size and next second it ejaculated in my mouth; only then I realized, what had I accomplished.

I took my time to lick it all clean and only then let it slip back into the next booth, for the owner to wrap it back in clothes and hide it in his pants. I did hear the fellow in the net booth, buckling up and I bent over the hole to look but could not see much else than the black pants and black shoes of the man and then he opened the door and went out. I also wanted to get up and go but did not want to face the man, I had just sucked and so I waited, tidying myself with a napkin. Now I was about to get up when the door opened once again and soon a yet more healthy but not very hefty cock came through the hole straight into my mouth. This one was already half erect and I was drawn to it. I know I should have not but I groped it, sliding my fingers around it to expose its purple head, jerking it a little and then taking it in my mouth. O’ Geez! This was very tasty cock, I swear. The voices from the video screen were reaching me and I could also see the bitch for a woman sucking a black cock, moaning as she sucked him. The taste was overpowering me and also the aroma of cheese from under the foreskin was so intoxicating and addicting making me indulge fervently. This was perhaps a relatively younger man because I had to struggle to make him stop edging and getting a fresh start every time I sucked him close to the climax. Finally, the man blasted off so powerfully that his essence flew out of his cannon and shot me directly in my throat almost choking me with the amount and the viscosity of the man seed. I was lucky that only a little of his hot slush coated my lips and only a couple of drops fell on my shirt.

By the time I cleaned my face and the big spot on my shirt, the cock was pulled back into the other booth. I made sure, I looked decent before leaving my spot and was almost ready when the door was heard being bolted in the next booth once again. A quick scuffing sound of clothes being removed and another cock was dangling near my lips through the hole. I am not very proud of what I was doing but being a cock sucker since my school days, I was bobbing my head up and down a stranger’s throbbing manhood. This man did not even take a minute but I had learned my lesson. I pulled myself away just before his sperm filled cock started spewing the brew all over. I got hit with only one stream of thick string of his cum on myself. I was glad the man was done and pulled his cock away whispering a loud thank you. I pulled the handkerchief from my pocket and wanting to look a gentleman to the onlookers out there, I quickly cleaned all the mess as best as possible.

I could not believe and nor will you, this time, it was less than a few seconds and the door closed once again and bolted from inside in the next booth and a small cock slid through the hole for me to suck. Fucking in for a penny, in for a dollar. I held the funnel shaped end of the foreskin, pulled it towards me and took it in my mouth. It was small to begin with and did not grow much larger but was hard as a nail soon and throbbing with desire. I remembered the techniques taught to me for sucking the smaller cocks using hands, lips, mouth, tongue and all. I was bobbing my head all over the cock and got super careless. The man on the other side got ready without warning for the hard orgasmic explosion as he helped me and took his cock in his hand and began masturbating it. Being small, he aimed through the hole and shot his first burst right between my eyes, second on my face, third on my lips, fourth on my face again, fifth on my lips and on and on and on.

I felt disgusted as if I had taken a sperm bath. My senses got dull, my mind went numb and I could not think anything else but to run out of the booth quickly and use the handkerchief to clean all I could and then go look for the wash basin if they had the bathroom inside.

Almost blinded, I rose swiftly, wiped the multiple brands of cum off my face or rather wiped them all on my face with already soaked handkerchief and quickly opened the door to walk out. With my head lowered, I was greeted by a line of at least 5—6 men outside the door of the next booth. They all called me every name they ever knew, they hollered the shameful words of faggot cock slut, whore, cocksucker and much more while them all laughed looking at my cum ridden face and seeing my discomfort.

For all the service I provided and might be; I shall serve everybody else in the line till the last man had received the relief for his bloated balls, what a sick reward I got, but only to solidify my resolve. I am an oral bottom and I shall not be excepting any disrespect and when I am receiving the service from an anal bottom or a pussy, I shall respect them all like I ask for respect. Thank you very much.







The End. Your comments are appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan April 18, 2019.


My friend Bu. thought, I should write it for him and so; I have tried to do justice by writing it in the words of Bu. I hope you get his appeal and I also hope Bu likes what I could do best for being his voice.

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Sara’s friend Jessica fixed her up with a few guys. She would go out but nothing came of it until one day she met David Miller. David was an older man. With Sara being only eighteen and David thirty, it seemed impossible but their chance meeting in the bistro that night was a blessing in disguise. David was bowled over at the sight of Sara. She was beautiful almost perfect. There was nothing about this girl David didn’t love. He invited her to sit and they talked for three hours...

2 years ago
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Storyteller

The world is full of history and great stories. From a very young age I sat and listened to them and let my mind show me. As I grew older and my magic made itself known I wrote the stories down. It did not matter what else I had to learn or do, the stories still took me away. I was eighteen when I had enough of other people telling me what to do and when. I thought long and then created a wagon like the travelers. I made a second wagon that carried a tent and lots of cushions and a huge rug....

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adult theater short storys

GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....

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collection adult theater short storys

I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...

3 years ago
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Sex storys

(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...

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Lessons Learned the prestory

Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...

2 years ago
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Damnest StoryD

Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...

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Lessons Learned the prestory

Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...

4 years ago
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My days in Thailand part 5 A Thias storyy

A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...

3 years ago
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Verstory

(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...

3 years ago
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Last Stop Bubbles A Purple Sidestory

- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...

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TruStory

During colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...

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story1

you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...

3 years ago
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Sex In Goa With Indian Sex Stories Storyreader

Hi how are you all iss story readers… All Male and female me fir ek story le kar hajir hu apko aur entertain krne ke liye or jyada maja dene ke liye.. Mera name Meet he.. Aur me ahmedabad gujarat se hu..jo log pehli baar meri story read kr rahe he unko meri details de deta hu.. I m 26 yr old..doing business in ahmedabad..i m single… So now all readers me aab story pe ata hu.. Ya baat 1week pehle ki he.. Mene meri last story post ki”muslim housewife ki chudai”..uske baad muje kafi logo ke mail...

3 years ago
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Bi Beki TrueStory

This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...

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My sister and I True story0

Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...

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Turok the Tormentor story1

TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...

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Turok the Tormentor story2

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 2 By: ROBO Bruno was sitting in his Limousine with his maul Tiffany watching the drug deal go down. His father Franko Costintino had finally trusted him with an important task in his drug-dealing cartel. The Asian Gang was purchasing one million dollars worth of Heroin for distribution, after this Bruno would finally prove to his father that he could take over as head of the cartel. Bruno was 21, short black hair, and a muscular build and he was wearing a suit....

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Turok the Tormentor story3

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 3 By: ROBO Turok emerged from the portal into a vacant downtown alley. He did not bother to shift out of the visual plane as there was no body around. He was looking for another victim but he wanted a special someone but did not know who he was looking for. As he walked down the alley he heard "Hey, Buddy have you got some spare change?" John was an old bum who was covered in garbage resting when he had seen Turok's boots. He asked for the change and saw...

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Two lsquomomsrsquo tell this true story2

My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen. Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation....

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My warstory

This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you are to stop now. My warstory This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18 years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint up for...

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The Rescue of DBStory

Copyright© 2002-2004 by DB. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. I was surfing the web to see if Elf Sternberg (http://www.drizzle.com/~elf/) had posted anything new on his latest AI (what I generally call robot) storyline. Although he recently, publicly referred to my writing as "abusively shallow", he also admits that it has affected him enough to provoke him into writing stores in response, so a lot of good has come from this in unexpected ways. Besides, having Elf as a critic is an...

2 years ago
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Storyline1

When I was about eight, I loved to climb poles and ropes. I discovered that I got this extreme feeling of overwhelming pleasure in my pubic area when I climbed them. Then, I discovered I could duplicate that pleasure with my hand on my pecker. When I was nine, my mother found me jacking off in my bedroom and told me that it was a sin and I would go straight to Hell. She also said that I would go blind if I continued. I thought about it for a time but then decided I would continue until I needed...

3 years ago
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Storyline2

For years, since I was around sixteen, I had the knack of convincing girls, and then women, that I could be trusted not to ever repeat what was revealed to me. This information gathering proved to be very useful over the years. I learned that the female gender needs to vent, and be listened to, their questions answered, but they don't want any advice, so I used this to my advantage. Once the word got passed around that I was a trusted soul with a lot of valuable information and a great...

3 years ago
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Storyline3

I went home, got married and started a family, one every year until we reached six. This was enough for me. My wife originally wanted a dozen but she settled for half a dozen. I had a good job and got promoted quickly, mainly because my personality made me learn everything I could about the company. In eight years, I made it into management in charge of the company's production planning responsibilities. Throughout my working career, I liked to flirt, talk dirty, touch provocatively, and...

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