He put a cigarette in his mouth and without looking at the room, or opening his eyes, he called out to them.
"The fuck ya’ll waitin’ for?"
He crouched down on his elbows and lit his smoke. The first one moved a couple of steps closer to him and said that he didn’t want any trouble. That he’d be gentle.
"It’s too late, yer a part of this now. Just get it over with."
No one made a sound for an uncomfortable amount of time. There was silence until he let out a small grunt after the full length of the stranger’s cock had entered him. The situation was too much to bear for his momentary lover. A smile crossed his lips when he felt the warm liquid in his guts. There was no turning back now.
The rest of them weren’t so lenient.
Some of them took full advantage of their opportunity and really gave him a ride. He’d completely lost track of how many loads he was carrying inside him.
One of them even made it hurt, but he never let on. He wasn’t about to give him that kind of satisfaction.
When they were finally finished he sat down at the table he had been bent over most of the night and ordered a beer. Everyone else got dressed, but he didn’t. He just sat there ignoring his nudity and lit another smoke. The bartender returned with a beer and told him it was on the house.
"It fuckin’ better be."
The reflection in his shades makes this set.
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I might vote if any of my local politicians were as cute as Brian Sims. And he’s gay, even.
I could use a lot more of this guy.
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Chad Sanders is posing all sexy (along with the rest of the cast, but who cares about them) for the Where the Bears Are Kickstarter. Maybe that beard should be trimmed a bit, though. It makes his head look huge.
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Sexy daddy who is definitely better with the beard. From More Ordinary People
I had the wrong wrestling coach ;)
The humiliation probably won’t make him a better wrestler, but he’ll be great at being the man’s bitch.
"So I guess you part to the right," I snickered as he hurriedly stuffed his still-hard cock into his strained jeans. I wondered what excuse he’d given his wife when he left their room. Gone to get ice? He took too long. Gone for a walk? He didn’t even wear his shoes. Gone to get a blowjob from the bellhop? Maybe she didn’t mind the break.
He seemed pretty insatiable from the way he was still bulging in those jeans. I subtly bent over the check-in counter and glanced back at him, “It looks like you could go for round two.” His belt buckle quickly hit the floor and the married man wordlessly walked up and put a hand on my back, pushing me into the counter. That was the day my ass learned that there are consequences to provoking an aggressive bull of a man with a fat cock. No regrets, though.
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