[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The time to "worry" about it came three days later. We had been sucking on each other for over a half-hour and neither us of could cum. "I can't seem to cum... and I need to," Bill said as we separated. "Me either," I said. "There's only one thing to do, I think." "Yes...," Bill said, his eyes boring into mine. I could "see" his need and his uncertainty. "I'll be right back," I said. I went into the bathroom and cleaned my hole out as best I could, using my very soapy fingers to reach deep inside myself and to ready my ass to be penetrated - if Bill could manage it. I finally got myself as clean as possible - no trains on the track to worry about - and I took a moment to peek in his medicine cabinet to see if he had anything that would make getting him inside me easier - and found a jar of the very reliable and venerable Vaseline. Yes... this would work just fine." Bill was on the bed, his cock still hard and he was very nervous and as I climbed onto the bed, I said to him, "You can do this..." and started slathering his cock with Vaseline before applying a huge glob of it to and in my hole. "Fuck me, Bill; get your dick in me and fuck me," I said, lying down on my stomach. "Okay...," he said as he mounted me; I could hear the uncertainty in his voice, could now feel his body being nervous as he fit his Vaseline-coated knob against my hole and pushed. He slid into me so fast that I almost threw up. It didn't hurt - it just made me feel queasy for a moment. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Don't talk - just fuck me," I replied and settled in to be fucked. It was like he'd never fucked before - but I knew he'd been fucking women; he had a "hard" time finding his rhythm but he found it. He laid fully on me, his weight pressing me into the mattress and it felt good as his cock slithered in and out of my ass. "I didn't think I could do this," he whispered in my ear. "Jesus... this is so good...oh, shit!" I felt his cock swell and something inside me cried out in delight as he started pumping his spunk into me, his cock still pounding into me as he came. It felt good... and oh, so right for him to be the man who fucked me. I didn't want it to end, didn't want him to pull out and leave me with that empty feeling. "Okay - I can stay right here," he said - did I say what I had been thinking?[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I remember the day it came up. It had been a few weeks since the last time we were able to be alone with each other - life just gets in the way when it has to - and we were taking a much needed break after renewing our acquaintance with each other's dick. "I've been wondering if we're now at the point where we can consider fucking each other," he said as he was gently fondling my balls. "So have I," I replied as I cupped and fondled his balls. "What are your thoughts?" "My brother used to fuck me; I couldn't wait for him to shove his cock in my butt and cum inside me," Bill said, his eyes getting a distant look to them as he remembered this. "After he left home, I got away from being fucked; there were plenty of guys who wanted to suck and be sucked. Still, there were a few guys I wanted to fuck me - one did, the others were iffy about it - you know how it is." "Yeah, I do. So I was thinking a couple of things; the first was that we were gonna have this conversation because it's inevitable but provided you agreed. The second was that I knew that I wanted you to fuck me - again if you were agreeable." "I was thinking the same thing!" he said. "But, um, I've never really fucked a guy; I've tried it but, shit, it never worked out for some reason. So while I do want you to fuck me, I'm not sure I can fuck you." "We'll figure it out," I said, leaning over and taking his soft cock into my mouth so I could get it hard again. As I sucked him, yeah - I wanted this cock in my ass but what if he was one of those guys who couldn't stay hard when trying to fuck? Fuck it - I'll worry about it when it's time to worry about it...[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I met a guy - I'll call him Bill - and right away, we hit it off; we had a lot of things in common and he was just a very likeable person. The more we talked to each other, the more things we learned we had in common and we got quite comfortable with each other and that allowed us to find the other thing we had in common: We both liked having sex with men. We exchanged our stories of how we got started and to me, he was that much more cool as he told me about the older brother who introduced him to dick and got him hooked on it and being a bit surprised when Bill told me that he had been hoping his older brother would want to have sex with him. Once we got that out of the way, it just made sense for us to start sucking each other's dick and I thought that, for a white guy, his dick was pretty decent; not too big, not too small - not that I cared about that, mind you, but it was just right. We'd get together and spend an hour or more sucking each other off and I was impressed not only by his skill and energy but with how comfortable he was, that and he was just as color-blind about this as I was. And I knew that at some point the topic of fucking would come up and I knew that I wanted him to fuck me but that would depend on how the conversation went when it came up - and not [B]if[/B] it came up because, at least in my mind, it had to come up.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[h=2]Gang Banging[/h][COLOR=#333333][FONT=Verdana][INDENT][B]What how much do you really know about gang banging?? I suspect little to nothing.. unless you have really experienced it for your self.. sure most have watched porn and though that it looks great but porn bangers are actors!! Real life banging is nothing like porn.. real life is way more intense, aggressive, wilder, rougher!! I have experienced 7 gang bangs.. being the bottom guy.. the guy getting banged.. now a four some or less in my opinion is not a bang.. thing become way different with 5 or more.. with 5 or more the sheer amount of time that it takes for all of the guys to reach climax and the fact that with that amount of time most will recover and be ready and want round 2 it is way more intense.. the fact that every guy wants to be the guy that fucks you the best brings our the beast in all of them.. it really turn into a contest.. they cheer prod and drive each other to preform at their max.. things may start out as just really great sex but soon turns into an all out pound fest.. each trying to out do the rest.. it is human nature.. being the bottom guy and being fucked like that can be very intense over whelming.. if you go for that kind of thing being sub then it also is very pleasing.. so what all do you all know.. what miss conceptions did you find??[/B][/INDENT] [/FONT][/COLOR]
[QUOTE=trackerone;334320]had done the same , for over 3 years from her , and his cum from her [QUOTE=hung4you;320166]Absolutely yes, many times. Been sharing the wife with my best friend for 2 years, eating his cum out of her pussy is a favorite of mine.[/QUOTE][/QUOTE] I eat my cum out of and off my wife
Ever since my wife and I came out to each other and opened our 30 plus year marriage to other’s sexually, we are having the time of our lives. Even though after all those years of banging the same hole I think everybody looks to spice things up. I think the 1st time I watched my buddy slide his cock into her hairless heaven and his big hairy body working her pussy and his huge balls slapping her ass was the most intense thing I have ever witnessed. After cumming in her I took over and as I pumped her full of my juice she whispered in my ear saying thank you, that was the most awesome thing to experience . Now its common place for me to come home and finding her pussy soaked from another’s cum or while he is still there . She just smiles and says it’s your fault I am your little slut. Often times all 3 of us play at least 3 times a week and between my ass and her pussy he stays pretty busy. Here lately she loves to 69 me as he is plowing my ass milking my load as he dumps his load in me. Thankfully for the 3 of us we are very comfortable with each other and often times while watching football she walks over and unzips his pants and swallows a load with no notice. I have turned her into a sexual monster and she isn’t happy unless her pussy is full of sticky wet cum. They say smell is a powerful trigger and sometimes after I leave for work and she gets pumped full of Steve’s cum and let’s it sit there all day until I come home and as it ferments I walk in as she guides my hands to her pussy and says smell it. Tired as all hell and just wanting to relax, that smell got me so horned up I bent her over the counter licked her stinking hole and then proceeded to fuck her brains out pumping her so hard I didn’t care if it hurt her or not, and just before I cummed I turned her around shoved it down her throat and said ok bitch taste and swallow this. Needless to say she didn’t waste a single drop. Damn she is a fucking monster now.
got a call from a man i know had been awhile since i had been with him hes a gay top but not out asked me if i wanted to come to his place for the weekend and be a gay slut for him and a friend or 2 i asked him you said friend or 2 he laughed and said at least 3 just me and you to start i said okay what time so that friday at 5 pm i met at his house when i got in he shut the door and french kissed me before he put me on my knees to suck his 8 inch thick cock he throatfucked me right in the tv room when i had drained him dry he said get in the bedroom and strip slut after i got naked his friend walked in got naked and lubed my asshole put my legs up in the air and started fucking my asshole he was 6 inchs but thick after maybe 15 minutes he filled my ass full after he pulled out another man said bend over that table slut as he put it in my ass i could feel it strenching out my asshole after he got done i had cum running out my asshole and down my legs i took it like a slut all weekend off all 3 of them may do it again some time but not for a while ass was sore for a week
[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I want to take the time, moment, and this place to say something about a thing that continues to confuse me and that is that thing where a guy can have an experience with another guy when he was young but then act as if it never happened once they become an adult. It has always amazed me how many guys will say, "I did (add something here) when I was young - but that doesn't count." But it does count. You did it and it's not like when you have a juvie police record that gets "wiped out" once you become an adult. You were young, sucked a dick, got sucked, maybe some fucking happened and, yeah, you did it and only a trick of your mind is capable of undoing whatever happened. I talk to people about my bisexuality and sometimes, as I'm explaining things, they, too, look at it as if what I did when I was young is somehow different than what I've done as an adult and, yeah, one person said to me, "Cool... but that doesn't really count." And I've been trying to find out why people think it doesn't. Sure, we separate our lives into two categories - childhood and adulthood and we make the transition from being a child to being an adult; there's a bible verse about putting away childish things when one becomes an adult and that makes sense. But if you had sex with another guy as a youth, you can't undo that. You shouldn't act as if it never happened or that what you did then is different than whatever you might do now... yet a lot of guys do and, yeah, I've got the nerve to ask why. What's the difference between the shit I did when I was young and what I'm doing now? I'm older. Did I do all that shit when I was young? Yep, I sure did so denying it in anyway doesn't make sense to me. But it does to a lot of people... and I wanna know why.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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