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Tales of a Cock Slave #07

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

One night at the gay theater on 8th Avenue between 42nd and 43rd Street, there was a hot, very muscular 6' Cuban dancer, "El Cubano Caliente," with a downturned 10" x 5" uncut cock performing on the stage in the main theater who looked like Cuban singer Yotuel Romero. I watched him dance. He pulled his cock out of his jockstrap, and shaking his narrow hips...

Tales of a Cock Slave #26

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

One evening, I was in my room at my hotel in Toronto, Canada, wrapping up some client work before I went out to dinner on Dundas Street, when I got a message on Scruff with the picture of a beautiful, hard, downturned uncut Latino cock, an address and a message that if I didn't get there in 20 minutes, he would block me. I immediately caught a cab got to t...

Tales of a Cock Slave #37

by dprb65 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

I was at volunteering at a local politician's office on the south side of my town doing phone banking. I looked at Scruff and saw his message and picture of his hot, straight 9" cut cock, "If you want this huge cock and my 5-day load down your cocksucker throat, you must come right now." I ran to my car in and drove to his building and parked in the visito...

Tales of a Cock Slave #11

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

I was freelancing at a small boutique design firm and we were printing a client job at a printing plant. I was driven out there by a car service. It was out in the middle of nowhere. I had to be onsite on press several times during the day and night to inspect proofs, so my hotel was nearby. Our client was very picky about the quality of the printing and e...

Tales of a Cock Slave #02

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

Jim was in the Bachelor of Fine Arts program. Their painting studios were on the 3rd floor of the Arts Building, across the hall from the graphic design classroom and photo studio. In between were the men's and women's bathrooms. I knew him, seen him around the campus and other places as we traveled in the same social group. I had no idea he would introduce...

Tales of a Cock Slave #13

by dprb65 on Sep 21, 2020
Gay Male

I was on a business trip to London with clients, we were all staying at the Hempel in Central London. The second night of the trip, after having dinner with the team and clients, I took a cab to the gay dance club near Trafalgar Square that I had seen when I walked around that neighborhood earlier that week. I and every other man there noticed an extraordi...

Tales of a Cock Slave #49

by dprb65 on Sep 21, 2020
Gay Male

I had the opportunity to travel up river on the Argentine Navy training schooner. The trip took 4 days, so was aboard 3 nights. After boarding, I was taken to the bridge where I met Commander Roman who was very, very hot in his tight white uniform. He looked like the Argentine actor, Benjamin Alfonso. I couldn't help noticing the bulge down his thigh. He a...

Tales of a Cock Slave #47

by dprb65 on Sep 21, 2020
Gay Male

I was on my way to Chicago driving out to visit graduate school friends. It was about 7:00 pm and snowing heavily. A minivan going far too fast changed lanes without using their turn signal cutting me off, causing me to swerve hitting the guardrails in the center of the highway, damaging the front driver side of my Jeep. I called the Police. After the very...

Tales of a Cock Slave #43

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

They are very hot: tall, (6'+), slender, muscular with bright blue eyes and short brown hair wearing tight jeans (showing big bulges), tight t-shirts and big construction boots. I've always checked them out. Once when I was going up the stairs and they were coming down I made sure Jose noticed me checking out their big bulges and tight asses. They came t...

Tales of a Cock Slave #39

by dprb65 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

One evening at 7:00 pm, about two weeks after I moved into my new apartment, I was hanging paintings in my apartment on the living room wall. I had drilled the holes, but had to use a tack hammer to drive them in. I heard the doorbell ring and I opened the door. It was my neighbor, Matthew, 6', muscular, plainly good looking who often wears sweatpants with...