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Ainsleigh was an unremarkable-looking guy. He stood five-foot-eight-inches tall and was lithe and actually, if one was perfectly honest, he bordered on skinny. He wasn’t ugly and had a rather pleasant face. Fully clothed, he never caught the eye of the butch tops that he had a predilection for.
Ainsleigh, however, had a magic weapon in his arsenal. He was gifted with one of the most magnificent dicks one would ever see. It was thick and ten-and-three-quarter inches long. Impishly, he often quipped about the lost ‘quarter.’ When Ainsleigh was naked, his cock looked somewhat incongruous on his light frame.
He was totally versatile and always insisted on flip-flopping. Ainsleigh, therefore, never wasted his time with queens. Ainsleigh always felt that the; ‘top and bottom’ bullshit was totally unfulfilling and preferred a ‘holistic’ approach to sex. The thing that pleased him the most was the gobsmacked reaction that he got, when his ‘big reveal’ took place. Thereafter, his ‘practised nonchalance’ was part of his ritual and he simply revelled in it. It always amazed him how alpha men practically begged him to fuck them when his ‘armament’ was displayed.
The sound of a squealing hunk was like music to his ears, as his weapon slammed into their meaty mounds. He had even cultivated an ‘abusive’ vocal repertoire to accompany their howls as he pummelled their butts.
Ainsleigh never deliberately flaunted his wares because, for him, that would take all the fun out of it. He always wore slightly baggy pants and let his overhanging casual shirt further obscure his endowment. The element of surprise was what really fuelled his mischievous imagination because he thrived on being underestimated.
Ainsleigh was promiscuous and seldom indulged in repeat performances. The only time he did make the exception, was when he recalled an encounter with a guy that he remembered had been well-endowed. He had only ever swapped telephone numbers with a married guy named Ralph. Ralph was a contract worker that he only saw every eight weeks or so, and was the only man that Ainsleigh would ever have happily settled down with. Ralph was hung like a horse, as rough as a bear’s arse, and mercilessly ‘abused’ Ainsleigh’s backside whenever they got together… just the way Ainsleigh loved it!
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On a Friday night at nine o’clock, Ainsley made his way to a local gay bar. As he sat there he had a good look at all the patrons, before deciding that he really wasn’t interested in anyone on offer. Being rather early, however, he reasoned that he would leisurely have another beer and then, if the mood took him, maybe head off to the sauna.
As he sat at the bar the most exquisite gym bunny entered and sat opposite him. The guy looked like a Greco/Roman sculpture and was totally full of his himself. In all honesty, he was fuckin’ magnificent. As he sat there with a self-satisfied smirk, it was as if the gym bunny was inviting everyone to worship his splendour.
Next, the Adonis constant rubbed his muscled arms and torso as his hedonism practically bordered ad nauseum. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t even glance at Ainsleigh. Intrigued, Ainsleigh couldn’t keep his eyes off the Adonis. After twenty minutes of basking in in his vainglory, the guy stood up and then after arrogant scan around the pub, he sauntered off to the toilet area with his beer in hand. As he did so, Ainsleigh dashed off after him.
When Ainsleigh arrived at the large stainless steel urinal, his almost skipped a beat as he observed the Adonis proudly standing there and having a piss. As Ainsleigh took up a position on his right side, Ainsleigh swiftly unzipped and exhibited his cock. Initially, caught up in his self-importance, Mr. Wonderful, scarcely even acknowledged it, before a cursory glance turned into a prolonged stare. The gym bunny’s face now lit up in wonderment.
“Jesus… Fuck… Do you have enough blood in your body to get that dong erect?” The Adonis asked, with his eyes spinning.
“Sure,” Ainsleigh replied nonchalantly, as he giggled inwardly. The tried and tested old trick was working perfectly, as always.
Open-mouthed and now devoid of all former bravado, Dougal, as Ainsleigh was shortly to learn, was practically salivating. This was Ainsleigh favourite part of proceedings. The lure had been put out there as Ainsleigh now used the ‘fly’ to tantalized the curious salmon.
Unabashedly, Dougal exclaimed, “I would love to suck your dick.”
“Sure… why not?” Ainsleigh impassively answered.
“Shall we go into one of the toilet stalls?” Dougal asked with pleading eyes.
“Okay, if you like,” Ainsleigh replied, shrugging in a dispassionate manner.
Following Dougal, Ainsleigh now casually sauntered after him. With agitated lust, Dougal ushered him into the stall before bolting the door behind them. After dropping to his knees, Dougal greedily groped at the front of Ainsleigh’s trousers. Ainsleigh now took total control as he commenced adding his vocal predilections.
“If I see any teeth marks on my big dick, I’m going to punish you,” he uttered.
It always amazed Ainsleigh how compliant these butch men were in this situation. Truthfully, most of them could snap him like a twig. With the supremacy of his huge cock, however, they seemed to become compliant sissies. The way all these guys allowed him to control their heads as he ‘abused’ their greedy mouths, was mesmerizing to him.
Chuckling to himself, Ainsleigh thought, ‘Fuck, yeah, laryngitis is a small price to pay for a butch cock worshipping hound.’
Ainsleigh was never gentle with these men and always made them pay for their avariciousness. As Dougal spluttered and gasped, he rammed his cock into Dougal’s throat mercilessly. Lithe as he was, Ainsleigh’s arms were very strong. When he came several minutes later, he manically clamped Dougal’s head as made him choke on the jizz. The mess on Dougal’s designer t-shirt and his watery eyes gave Ainsleigh a real buzz
Afterward, Ainsleigh invited Dougal to fuck him.
Dougal looked surprised and delighted with the suggestion and immediately complied. Ainsleigh loved a cock in his arse and knew that the anal stimulation would soon reenergize his libido. Roguishly, Ainsleigh revelled in the knowledge that when he shortly plundered Dougal’s backside after Dougal had cum, Dougal would be getting the fucking of his life. The thought of his dick being smothered by meaty muscle mounds was the real reason he was here.
Regrettably, Dougal was far too gentle and his machinations well below par. This, however, was nothing new to Ainsleigh. Many of these hunky men were ‘softies’ when it came to hard man-sex. Dougal was also somewhat of a sprinter and within a few minutes had shot his load.
After Dougal unloaded, he began to thank Ainsleigh. Without skipping a beat, Ainsleigh told him that they were not done yet.
“Now I’m going to fuck you,” Ainsleigh then informed him.
A look of pleasure beamed on Dougal’s face as he focussed on Ainsleigh’s huge dick.
“Yeah, fuck yeah, fuck me with that shlong of yours,” Dougal said in a horny growl.
As Ainsleigh commenced pummelling the glorious bubble-butt before him, Dougal began to whimper like a little girl. The constriction of Dougal’s well-toned backside was heavenly. To further enhance his pleasure, Ainsleigh gave Dougal’s arse a good few slaps as well.
For the next ten minutes, as Ainsleigh’s hands massaged the glorious musculature of the beautiful back before him, Dougal got the most comprehensive fucking of his life. It further pleased Ainsleigh that Dougal again unloaded during their scene.
When they were done, Dougal offered to buy Ainsleigh a drink at the bar. Truthfully, Ainsleigh was replete and would happily have fucked off, but not wanting to be rude, he graciously accepted.
The transformation in attitude from Dougal once they were seated afterward was almost comical, and it was as if he had a reverential look in his eyes.
“May I phone you?” Dougal ultimately asked.
“I don’t do the telephone thing,” Ainsleigh wistfully countered, before continuing, “But I’m often here, so maybe we’ll hook up again.”
When Ainsleigh departed, Dougal had a dejected look on his face.
As Ainsleigh embraced the evening air outside he pondered whether he was in the mood for a visit to the sauna. Dismissing the thought, he decided that he would do so the following evening. As he got into his stride, he thought about Ralph, who would be visiting in a week's time.
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Welcome back, dear viewers. It’s your favourite writer Qamar with the second episode of “Ghost of Kareema”. As Kareema got up and went out of the room, Qamar followed her. She went to the nearby bathroom, which was also white and had glass walls. “Let’s go have a shower together,” she said as she took both his hands in hers and pulled him into the shower, as the glass door opened. As they got inside, he noticed that the door just as automatically opened, automatically closed as well and not...
What really got me though was the way mom talked during sex about "make a baby" that never failed to get some sort of response from her. She wouldn't talk about me cumming on her tits or in her or Aunt Shellies mouth. It was make a baby on her tits or make a baby in her mouth. Who knows, maybe that’s how she learned about sex I don't know. Well I didn't know until things changed that is. Aunt Shellie still had issues going on with her husband cheating on her. She didn't care so much...
Kimberley Compton stood rigidly waiting for an attack and not really prepared to do anything about it. She reached for her glasses that held her hearing aids in place in an unconscious reaction to this stressful situation. Sandy Donaldson pointed her finger at Kimberly and said, "You come near my boyfriend and I am going destroy your face." The two girls beside Sandy seemed to back their friend up. Kimberley said, "He came to see me about his math. I didn't go looking for him." "You...
This part continues where the last part ended. Please consider reading the first part for a better setup of this story. Thank you for the great response to the first part, it really motivates me to keep writing. However, in the last days I realized that I want to take a break from porn in any of its forms. I may still decide to write more parts in the future but for the next few weeks, there won't be a third part coming. Sorry for this, but I really have to focus on other things in my life...
It was Christmas week on McPherson Island when the last of the people arrived to stay during the upcoming revolt. The election was over and one party ruled the Congress and President. Michael T. Watts would be sworn in as the new President in late January 2035. There were tactics used to keep many people from the opposite party from voting. Now that the last of the newspapers had folded, the people were only kept informed by the electronic media. And they were in cahoots with those who were...
My wife, Stephanie, and I have known George and Ann for many, many years. We met playing tennis at our country club and, over those years, had become best of friends. Along with their 17 year old daughter, Laura, we even vacationed together. We would often share condos when we would go skiing together in the winters and to the beach during the summers. I watched Laura develop into a gorgeous young woman. She was tall with long blond hair and beautiful tits. They were large (she...
First TimeMy mom married her father when i was 19 and out of the house already. I knew her when i was in school and she was on the cheerleading squad. When our parents got married we kidded around some about getting together and going out. It never paned out for her father was a real bastard and made sure we always had someone around if i took her someplace. He knew my reputation of fucking anything that moved or not. One weekend we decided to get around her father and get out, she told her father she...
It’s 1:00 AM Labor Day, one of the loneliest nights of the year. Alone, sober, I see drunk people. They move in twos, threes and ones up and down the bar-lined boulevard. Some bounce. Some drag. Hunger wafts through the streets. Cadillac Escalades, sprayed in their finest pearl-white, strut down Erie Street at fifteen m.p.h. though they appear to be doing twenty. The dark-skinned drivers whistle at tight dresses on tight asses. Their blaring horns seem to say, ‘Hey baby, how you doin’?’...