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Whipped Cream

by lexxjld on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(also known as horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) ==== Stuttgart in Germany has several underground shopping centres, built as part of their metro system. Thoughtfully, they've also provided public toilets, some ideal for cottaging. One such is on the outside of an underground section, the entrance door facing the castle park -- excellent for just lazing...

Unknowing Cock Whore

by Sexuallyshady on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The wind whipped about wildly outside the window of his dorm room, causing the trees to sway back and forth. It was a miserable night outside, cold, rainy, and just a bit creepy. Tyler stared out the window wishing he were anywhere but at home on a Friday night. Class was out for Christmas vacation but the roads were all closed due to the weather and it was...

Lane's First

by rwinston on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The air whipped past our faces as I drove sixty down Havensmill Rd. toward my friend Hallie's house. With me was my best friend Kail, who had just gone with me to a church dinner. Kail was an awesome guy. He was about 6'2 and had an amazing wrestler's body that wasn't too bulky but very toned. He also had piercing blue eyes and a smile that melted all your c...

Focus, Denial and Whipped Cream

by naradragonfly on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Dedicated to Mandy, for being my inspiration. * He walks in like he owns the place—which, in a way, he does. "You look cheerful," I comment. "Finally figure out that stick up your ass has a vibrate function?" He smirks, coming over to lean against the entrance to my cubicle. "I got a promotion." I lean back in my chair, casual, letting my eyes drift ove...

Cum Lover and Steve Pt. 03

by cumlover969 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

We woke from our nap and were hungry as hell. Steve whipped up some bacon and eggs, but they couldn't match the "cock with wine." Ha, Ha. A couple of hours later my cock was again ready for action and I could now bury it in Steve's love tunnel. The anticipation of fucking a man's asshole, especially my loves gorgeous love tunnel got me breathing so hard I t...

The Journal Ch. 04

by thebionicman on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Elias had escaped his tormentors by drifting into unconsciousness. I was relieved. Every square inch of his body had been whipped. He had been fucked repeatedly in his mouth and his ass. And his cock had been abused until even a small breath on its head made him wince. With his tormentors in the other room resting up for the next punishment session, I stol...

Fallen Ch. 10

by Nephylim on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Bridge moves ridiculously quickly when he wants to and, before I know it, he has whipped away my towel and flicked it at my buttocks. It stings and I stare at him, in shock. "You little minx." Sacha laughs warmly and leaps for him, but Bridge is too quick and evades him, leaping lightly off the bed and making a run for the door. He would have made it too, i...

Rewriting Singularity Ch. 13

by el_wing on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Hec was walking funny. I think it was either that last piece of pumpkin pie with three dollops of whipped cream or that last piece of me-- I didn't come with whipped cream though-- still, I knew we could both fit in that bathtub, and he did say I tasted a bit like whipped topping, maybe Reddi wip. I told him "I'd rather be topping then whipped," but then I a...

Sissy Bottom Has a Nite Out Ch. 03

by lostsoul1974 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

After two wild and raunchy nights at the local ABS with my fuck-buddy Eric, I still had one night left while my wife was out of town. Eric and I were both pretty whipped (and sore) after the previous two nights play, but opportunities like this only come up so often. We had gotten in late from last nights adventure and crashed in my bed without even showerin...

Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 08

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I made it back to my car, but that was the extent of my ambition. I was wiped. This pattern had become all too familiar lately—whipped into a frenzy, dangled for hours in a state of intense arousal, then relieved in an explosive burst that left me physically and emotionally spent. Too early to go home without arousing suspicion, too late to go back to work...