Crazy from the Heat
“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.
“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.
He opened his eyes, took my head in his big paws, and thrust his dick in and out of my throat. I felt like I could have been a sheep or a cherry pie.
Tom watched Billy’s butt as it swayed back and forth. It was a nice butt, tight and cute in navy-blue work trousers. Looking at it made him feel less bored.
Straight dudes share some tough and tender moments.
He apologized for his girlfriend’s behavior. When we’d finished our beers he leaned into me, smiling slyly. “Just let me ask you one question,” he said in a low voice. “Were you really staring at my ass?”
He’s half-naked, his impossibly flawless and muscled torso swaying as he walks past me. He wears a pair of black nylon shorts, the mounds of his plump butt practically bouncing as he walks. He must have just finished running.
“Your sister’s asleep,” he said, and took a gulp of beer. I looked down at the bulge in his drawers. It was conspicuously fat.
A hot Italian landlord gets acquainted with his tenant.
The story of how having sex led me to do drugs.
Three buddies do some age-old college experimentation in this novella-length story.