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    Bi-Sexual Male / 37

    Woke up around three am and heard someone definitely downstairs in our home. My wife was out of the country and I'd locked everything before going to bed. Rushing downstairs naked except for my trainers, I opened the lounge door, flicked on the light to find a young guy kneeling in front of our music system. He tried to bold through the lounge window, but I caught hold of him and threw him onto the sofa. As he landed he instantly looked at my flaccid cock and grinned. I took his smile as him taking the piss, so I grabbed hold of him spun him over and told him I was phoning the police. He struggled but not overly, then said "If you don't phone the cops, I'll suck you off".
    It's a moment in life I won't get back, but its also one I don't want to, as I fed the young guy my dick. It was done within seconds and I didn't think about it. Looking down onto a total stranger giving me head, made me feel dominant. It also made me realise I'd crossed the line of sexuality and legality. Even so I let him carry on sucking on ym cock and I got myself a dirty thought.
    Not giving him any chance to say no, I struck him, spun him around and literally ripped his jogging bottoms and boxers down. His little cock was already hard and he again didn't fight back. Positioning him across the arm of the sofa, I spat on his arsehole and rammed my cock straight up his young arse.
    His moans weren't ones of desperation, or ones of sheer pain, so I knew my cock wasn't the first to have penetrated his rear hole. Yanking his head back by his long shaggy hair, I spat into his face and called him a robbing bastard. He grinned up at me and replied "Just get on and fuck me, you twat". That was said with malice and I had to hold him tighter then. His anger had reached its limit though and he soon settled down and my cock eased deeper into his bowels.
    It was furious fuck. One of those you have just to cum, not to pleasure your partner. And cum I did as he moaned about me being too deep inside him. When I was spent, I pulled out and watched him rise. keeping myself over him, Isaw he'd cum too, all over the arm of the sofa. Gripping his hair again, I pushed his young face into his cum and made him lick it all up.
    Suitably punished in my eyes, I walked him to the front door, opened it and booted him out into our garden. He turned around and smiled at me, then said "Knew you'd be a faggot".
    I didn't tell my wife anything, as nothing was missing or ruined, other than the damage to the window, which I had fixed without her knowing. I also didn't inform the police, as I thought he might counter me with a sex claim. However he did call by around a week later wuith another young man. I thought it was going to get violent, but he'd called by to say sorry. Once he knew I wasn't going to hit him, he sent the other youth away telling him he'd meet him later on. Inviting himself in, saying he'd seen my wife driving off, he asked me if we could have a repeat performance.
    Himself, his mouth and arsehole have been a very frequent visitor to my home these past eleven months. And I did fuck him like he wanted me to over the arm of the sofa. What's more, he wanted it rough and for me to hit him a little bit. After cumming up his arsehole for the second time that morning, he confessed who he was.
    Not every policeman's son is an angel, and not every young man like him turns out to be a really bad person. I was genuinely a straight guy before he came into my life. Now I'm so glad he did.

    #40004 — Comments (1) — Apr 19, 2018 at 7:36 AM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 41

    We all have our crosses to bear. Some of us have more skeletons in the closet, so to speak, than other's. I'm probably one of those.
    Inside I was just another prisoner, doing time for something I genuinely regret. But hey that's now water under the bridge. Serving my sentence wasn't easy as I'm a married father of two and I have a very high sex drive. Plus a big cock. The thought of fucking another mans mouth or arsehole just didn't appeal to me, so the two years sentence, to me, was going to be hard.
    And so it became. I battled through many doubts in my mind and battled other cons for the right to left in peace. After nine months I became my own person inside (If you've been in, you'll know what that means) and was pretty much left alone. My only concern, a growing concern was a kid who'd pretty much attached himself to me. He obviously was looking for physical protection, but also it seemed right from the off, a sexual relationship. One I imagined at the time, to deflect any other inmates from his very cute and slim body.
    His, then my request to get him bunked in with me, worked and within hours of his stuff being transferred into my cell, he was offering his mouth. I at first, and I mean for days refused. But the more he wanted it, the more I saw myself giving him and myself sexual relief. Then I had a visit from my wife.
    I told her about my new cell mate, plus I confessed to having thoughts of fucking him. To my utter amazement, my wife very calmly said "When in Rome". I knew what she meant, but it still shocked me. She then added "I don't want a disease when you get out, you understand".
    The same day I quietly asked a screw I trusted, about getting condoms or a test done. Within an hour he visited my cell and I had more than enough rubbers to last for weeks. And in that one act, I decided Mark, my young cell mate, when he got back from his lessons, was going to be fucked royally.
    Mark's reaction to seeing the condoms I showed him, was to strip naked, release my cock from my trousers and slowly let my hardening cock slide over his hot wet tongue. Our cell dorr was still slightly open, but no one would enter without permission. And no one hearing the sounds of sex, ever disturbed another inmate.
    We weren't quiet and we certainly didn't keep our voices down. I kept on telling him just how good it felt after so long without, to have a willing mouth sucking on my cock. I also told Mark, I WAS going to fuck him, and fuck him hard.
    My dick was throbbing the like of which I cannot ever remember it before. I was so enraged with sexual desire, I would have fucked my own gran by then. Mark released my cock, placed himself on his bunk and pulled his arse cheeks apart. He then told me to use his hair conditioner as lube and grinned as he said "You ain't the first, but you are certainly the biggest". The condom was unwrapped and unfurled along my cock in no time at all. His rear fuck hole looked so inviting as it literally winked at me, and I remember now thrusting my cock into his star not caring how he felt. To me right then and there, all that mattered was to drive my cock as hard and as deep into his bowels as I could. And I kept on doing so until I realised he'd cum all over his bed covers beneath him.
    I was sweating by then and had gone crazed with lust for his arsehole. It felt like no other sex I'd ever had, and it also gave me the enpowerment to trat him him a common slut. That young man took one of the hardest fucks I've given anyone and he took it with only a few strains of backing away from me. Even so, I didn't let him move away and battered his fuckhole with total abandon.
    When I came stil fucking him in the doggy position, I unleashed one of the most powerful, vocalised and sexually emotional orgasms in my entire lifetime. It reached every part of my being and I forced my cock so deep into his body, I swear I could feel his ribs on the tip of my cock.
    Drained of cum, and of my own need to sexually feed, I withdrew from marks cock. He spun around like he was on hot coals and yanked off my condom. Tilting his head and lifting up the condom, he sucked out as much of my love juice as he could. Swallowing every drop that he managed to squeeze out.
    Lay on his bunk with him afterwards, he asked me if I enjoyed his body. My reply was to lift his head and kiss the young man. It was my first male male kiss and I can honestly say, it was joyful to feel his lips part as we began to kiss passionately.
    The very same night, He slipped under my covers and we kissed again. Only when it came to sex, not only did he suck on mym cock, I took his into my mouth in a sixty nine and loved the feeling of his little penis hardening in my mouth. I fucked him again, but slower spooning him and with more concern for his sexual needs. Reaching around, I tossed him off as I matched my own rhythm. Mark told me then he had feelings for me. I told him I wanted him to be my lover on the outside.
    It was another eleven weeks until he was released. We had sex each and every day until then. Not always with me fucking him, sometimes we just sucked one another's cocks to completion. But I still had a healthy desire to dominate his arsehole, and did so on many many occasions after our initial cumming together.
    I was released not too long afterwards on good behaviour, under license. My wife picked me up in her car and with her was a young man sat in the back seat. Mark smiled his usual large wide smile and said hello. My wife told me she'd contacted him after only a few days of him being released. (Don't ask, I don't know how she found his address) and they'd chatted about his time with me in prison. She was extremely calm throughout her conversation, but right at the end she said "He can continue to be your deviation from our marriage, but only him. And you make damn sure you're both clean". That night my wife and I made love. And I can honestly say, it was perfect to feel her flesh, her being and her love surrounding me. Yet two days later in his new flat, I slammed my cock so hard into Marks flesh, I made him cry out with pain and desire all at the same time.
    Mark and I are still very much gay lovers. My wife never mentions him and they've not actually seen each other since the day she picked me up from prison. She has however spoken to him a few times by text, something I've only just found out about. And they're topic of discussion apparently, is how, what, where and when I fuck him. On the days she's text him, I've now realised we've (My wife and I) have had some of the most rampant sex we've ever had. often with her wanting me to take her anally.

    #39994 — Comments (3) — Apr 18, 2018 at 5:31 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 55

    One day I decided to go into an adult book store, that I had drmen past many times. I went in and behsn looking at toys and then to the adult movie section.
    I was approached by a middle aged, heavy set guy who told me about their room where I coul watch some movies before buying one, so, I bought some tokens and went inside. I was going through a menu to pick something to watch, and a man came in the bootj and put a gay movie on the screen and stood beside me rubbing his seemingly erect or semi erect penis, and asket "do you suck"? He moved closer and then asked if he could suck me.
    I guess that deep down I had always wanted to find out how it to have sex with a guy, ever since I was approached as a young teenager, and refused. The guy sat and unzipped me and I got really turned on. Now, as you see, I am over 75, but can still get a decent erection, which popped up very soon after my zipper was going down.
    I began getting the most satisfying head job of ny adult life. Believe me I have many good blow jobs from females, but this one, for some reason, was superb. I nearly lost my balance while ejaculating, and had to sit for sometime before leaving the store. It was absolutely the most satisfying thing that ever happened to me, that guy was a real pro!!!!
    Many times I have thought of returning to that store, but have not done it. If I do ever return, I sure hope he is there. I may consider givng a a hand job just to keep him there longer.

    #39986 — Comments (2) — Apr 16, 2018 at 9:30 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 54

    None of my friends know I have sex with men. I have absolutely no desire to kiss, or even hug with a man. I do suck cocks, but only occasionally do I really make love to a cock with my mouth. I absolutely love receiving anal sex, and can't get enough of it.
    If you vacation near Glacier National Park, contact me, and I will make myself available for you to fuck, or just ask for my nude pictures, and pictures of me sucking cock and being fucked. I will fuck groups.
    I like my pictures to be shared, as long as my name and location are always included. Help me come out as a cock sucking anal slut faggot.
    Ric Carter Somers, Montana rcriccarter@@@@g***l.**m

    #39985 — Comments (2) — Apr 16, 2018 at 5:51 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This. ( * )
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    Gay Male / 53

    I am a 53 year old man. I was assigned to be on the team to purchase and run a new subsidiary in Monterrey Mexico. I went down on the first visit, to meet the family selling the business and help negotiate the deal. The transaction required lots of due diligence and several trips. On each trip I took different types, engineers, lawyers, accountants, what ever was needed for that phase of the due diligence.

    I got to know the head of the negotiations for the family. He is a man in his late forties. He and I got along well, and between us the issues were ironed out. The family was keen on selling and we were keen on buying. As we approached the closing, my counterpart invited me to go to his house on the coast.

    It turned out to be just the two of us. After the servants served and cleaned up we were alone and he suggested that we go and sit in the hot tub and look out at the ocean and have a night cap. When we got out on the deck, he dropped his robe and he was totally naked. In the moonlight, and the backlight from the house, he looked tanned all over. He was in good shape, a shadow of a belly, but otherwise in good shape, with hairy legs and upper chest. He suggested I drop my trunks, we were naked on the deck and he brought me a glass of cognac.

    He took my penis in his hand and leaned in and kissed me. He told me the night was ours, he had sent the servants home. He took my hand to hold his penis and we kissed with our free hand holding our glass of cognac. The air around us felt hot, the night was quiet, just his hand holding my penis and mine holding his and the kissing. He broke the spell and suggested we get into the hot tub. He sat beside me and held my penis under the water.

    The hot tub worked against me, even when he went under the water to suck me. He asked me to go under water and suck him. We got over to the edge, the side over the ocean, and he got behind me, but the hot water was working against us. We moved into the house, his main bedroom had these large windows which gave to the ocean side. He had me suck him on the bed and he reciprocated. We sucked each other for a long several minutes before we embraced and kissed and touched. I love to kiss and hold a hard penis in my hand. And he was hard now, and it was evident that he liked to take the lead.

    He was well prepared, I opted out of him using a condom, he used some lubes I didn't know, and he fucked me slowly on my back. I much prefer being fucked on my back, I like to engage in face time and run my hands over his body while he does the in and out. He came, he bent over when he came, and I took his face and kissed him. I really enjoyed the fuck. After a while, I lay on my back and he used his hand and mouth to get me off. We slept naked, with nothing but a light sheet. In the morning we showered in this large two head shower, which he said he built just for times like these. We spent quite a bit of time soaping each other and kissing under the hot shower.

    By the time we were dressed the servants came back, they prepared breakfast and coffee and we left to go back to Monterrey at noon. I know that I violated the principles of negotiation getting involved with the target. But who cares, we closed without problems. He and I remain friends and he invites me to spend time with him. We have been on a cruise together, we spent a week at a gay resort in Australia. He has the money and time, and he wants to invite me to go. But regardless of where we go, fucking at his beach place on the Pacific is still the best place, I love watching the sunset over the ocean while he slowly fucks me. It is hard to choose, which is better, a slow afternoon on the Pacific reading a magazine, or a slow fuck at sunset. I did come down for both, but I will take the fuck every time.

    #39980 — Comments (0) — Apr 16, 2018 at 9:47 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 24

    Went next town over to get my mom some tobacco and cigarette tubes on Sunday, only one dude in the whole store, itâs pretty small of course. Cute blonde long hair wrapped up in a messy man bun. I started talking to him about it, and out of nowhere with zero chitchat leading to anything sexual he hits on me, taking me by surprise of course, Iâm almost 300 pounds, and heâs the first person my whole life who showed interest in me... no one else in the store or outside, he pulled me back into the back room filled with supplies and he gave me my very first blowjob. Naturally I didnât last 3 minutes since itâs my first sexual activity ever, but Iâm pretty sure Iâm going back there every Sunday to see him.

    As a side note, his tongue work on my balls....WOW!

    #39974 — Comments (1) — Apr 15, 2018 at 5:04 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 29

    Eight weeks ago this coming weekend, I woke up in a hotel room with a fuzzy head, a creamy tasting mouth, an arsehole which was definitely a little sore and leaking fluid. And a little note on the pillow by my side.
    The little note said "Thank you, you were amazing. Had to leave, text me if you want to get together again. Ps I've watched the film of us on your phone. Boy we fucked so good".
    Picking my phone off the side cabinet, I flicked through to the pictures and set the film playing which was titled "Hot and juicy".
    Over the next twenty five minutes I watched myself sucking on the cock of a guy I didn't know. Then I watched as he fucked me in lots of different positions. Not once did I complain and not once did he slow down as I moaned loudly. I then heard myself telling him to cum up my arsehole as he asked me if he could. His face was of pure sexual ecstacy as he came deep inside me. Pulling out of my arsehole, he moved up and I began to lick and suck off his cum from his coated cock. Then the screen went blank. But not as blank as my mind.
    I remember going to the party. I remember chatting to all kinds of people and I remember my wife calling me just before she boarded her flight home from the US. I don't remember leaving the party, or being with the guy who I obviously had willing gay sex with. And I don't remember all the sexual things we did together, nor him filming us fucking on my phone.
    I did phone him the following day to ask him about all kinds of things, and he answered with a happy voice of someone I thought I knew. It was only after a few more sentences it came back to me who he was and why I only knew his voice. It was my wife's boss, someone who I sometimes answered the home phone to. He's like her, in the airline business as she's flight attendant.
    I remembered then talking to him at the party and how we somehow agreed to leave together. The rest I didn't and still don't remember from my own mind. But watching the film over and over again, I knew I'd enjoyed the sex and I knew watching and knowing myself, I'd want it again.
    He assured me he was clean, but if I wanted to, he would pay privately for me to be tested. I was tested the following week and heard back within days. I held off having sex with my wife until I got the all clear and wondered what it all meant to me.
    What it has meant to me, is me visiting his amazing apartment and having sex with him totally sober. And loving how his cock makes me and my arsehole feel. He's forty eight and loves being dominant with me and tells me, we're right together.
    What's weird, as I've never once wanted or even thought about gay sex before. Is he's totally right. In the last eight weeks I've spent lots of time with his cock down my throat, or deep inside what he calls my fuckhole. And the more he fucks me, the more I want him and his gorgeously thick cock.

    #39953 — Comments (1) — Apr 12, 2018 at 8:13 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 32

    I've been married for 10 years, love my wife but I've been fucking a guy at a popular Health Spa in Atlanta,Ga for a while now. We met in the whirlpool and went for drinks later on. One day in the whirlpool full of people he started rubbing my cock under water and got me soooo hard so we went to the shower and he sucked me till I came, maybe in 2 minutes or less. wow what a rush. Later getting dressed I felt dirty and guilty having Gay sex. I didn't go back to the gym for about 2 weeks, but by then I started getting turned on thinking about gettin a blowjob in the shower. Maybe it was the thought of having public sex or having forbidden sex whatever it kept me hard for weeks. Finally went back to the gym and went straight to the whirlpool. In just a few minutes my buddy, let's call him Slim, got in with me and I already had my trunks pulled down for easy access. He grabbed hold and jacked me hard and even went under water a sucked my swollen member. We made our way to the shower and I came really hard again. Since that day we go almost everyday and I fucked him in the shower, whirlpool, swimming pool and in my Tahoe outside. Now it's been several months together we skip the gym and pile in my Tahoe and head to the Lake 30 miles away. Yes we are happy campers, fuck you very much

    #39951 — Comments (0) — Apr 11, 2018 at 9:48 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 43

    Depending on the situation and time, we mostly meet up weekdays. If his parents have already gone out to work and my wife has left early herself, I most likely will text him to get himself ready. It's only a few minutes then until I enter his home through the rear patio doors, climb the stairs, enter his bedroom and see his cute tight ass staring back at me. It'll be smeared with lube and he's more often than not being playing with himself by then. My cock is usually fully erect by the time I enter his bedroom, with the anticipation of fucking such a beautiful young fuck piece. Not wasting time, I'll put my bare cock to his rear opening and plunge it straight in.
    He's always enjoyed me fucking him this way, once I taught him how to enjoy a large cock. So I no longer hear any moans of "Take it easy", or "It's too big". And from the moment my cock bottoms out up his gorgeous ass, I fuck him hell for leather. Never once giving him or his comfort any thought. To me during those moments of pure sex, I'm the dominant man and he's my very sub little cock whore. Any thoughts of him trying to with hold his absolute obedience away from my dick, and my sexual needs, have been fucked out of him long ago. Ever since I first entered his tight fuckhole on that Christmas eve. Now Ryan begs me to fuck him deeper and harder and I oblige him until he cums spurting his cream over his own duvet. Knowing his seed has been spent, it helps me to build upto a normally forceful orgasm. Always cumming deep inside his youthful bowels, as he and I moan out our mutual pleasure. With my ball drained and my cock slipped from his cum laden hole, Ryan gets his treat. I allow him what I know he loves, I have my nineteen year old lick and suck off my cock and balls.
    There are times when it's not possible to fuck him in either his or our home. So we meet up away from our neighborhood and have sex in or around my car. It's not as spontaneous, nor is it as comfortable. But it does have it's advantages, in as much as we enjoy fucking outdoors too. We live where there is some fantastic scenery and having his cute asshole speared on my cock as I view the beautiful vista's, is just magical. That and having Ryan's undivided sexual attention.
    Who knew on Christmas eve 2016, my whole sexual world would change for the better. I'm so glad now I decided to kiss Ryan so passionately at his parents party.............

    #39939 — Comments (0) — Apr 10, 2018 at 10:24 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
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    Gay Male / 43

    I am in farm equipment sales and I travel pretty much all over the state. In my job I have come to realize that there are all kinds of men who want their cock sucked. Farmers, bankers, cops. I won't say that you just show up and suck their cock, usually it is a round about conversation with sexual overtones.

    I am not even some young guy, I am a veteran road warrior. Motels? Sometimes, but they don't want their cars seen there. Usually it is more of a bar thing, you strike up a conversation. You drive because you have the rental car.

    Farmers, you would not believe how many horny farmers are out there. Lots of cock sucking out in the barn. Some are just into a cock sucking, hurry up before someone might come by. Others are into making you suck their cocks if you want the sale. Either way I don't care. Farmers though, a whole lot of them want you to fuck.

    Bankers, what can I say? They all think they are the boss. But they have their zippers open and a stranger is sucking their cock. Bankers like to be sucked dry. I carry some lube with me, and I suck a banker and run a lubed finger up their ass and surprise, it makes them cum. Usually with a warning afterwards, don't do that, let them know first. They like to be in control.

    Other outside sales types, those you meet in bars, driving through just like you, usually end up in the same motel getting it on all night.

    Truckers, a few. The truth is that if the trucker wants it he usually has to make the first move. Again, if you are alone eating at the counter, or having a beer, they strike up a conversation about how lonely it is out on the road, and you have to offer, let me suck your cock. Maybe I will suck you again in the morning when we wake up.

    I don't do faggots or bar queers. They are a lot of out of balance types.

    Last night, I met a guy in the bar at the hotel. An outside salesman for a hardware company, calling on local factories. He is married with a family, got his cock sucked and his ass reamed and he wanted to bottom so he got fucked. He felt very bad about doing it, especially letting himself get fucked. He is gay, I kissed him after sucking his cock. I am not a top, I prefer to bottom myself. I am a cock sucker, but last night he needed a top.

    #39932 — Comments (6) — Apr 9, 2018 at 10:16 AM — That's Juicy! (14) Remove This.
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