“Does Trish suck your cock?” I said.
“Sometimes,” Joey said.
“Does she suck it as good as me?”

Two buddies carry out an unscientific test of anal abilities.

I’m the type of guy who’d do anything for his buds…

Kevin and Toby had discussed it earlier – the donuts were so fat and puffy that they barely had holes in the middle. If they were going to get them on, their cocks were going to have to be hard.

As much as I resented his laziness, I couldn’t help but lust after this hot guy. I lived for the times when he came home from work all sweaty, leaving his bedroom door open a crack so I could sneak a peak while he stripped off his work clothes. He’d come out in a pair of mesh shorts and a tight t-shirt and I’d watch the firm mounds of his ass as he strode down the hall.

A cocky frat boy gets more than he bargained for at the annual alumni retreat.

A dead night at a restaurant turns into an all-u-can-eat ass buffet.

“Yeah, guys are easier,” I said. “But you’re attracted to girls, so…poor you.” Chris shrugged – it was true. “Still, you managed to get off that one time with me.”

I worked with this guy who said nobody’d ever been able to give him an orgasm…

“So we liked jacking off with each other, that doesn’t mean we don’t like girls,” Neil philosophized as we laid by the pool.