Is everyone seeing and hearing tons more ambulances every day since late last year?!! I have been! Every time and day I drive across town I have an ambulance either passing by me or near me! It's terrifying what is going on! I also hear them where I live! Is this something everyone is afraid to speak of or it is somehow just "understood" and so it gets no mentioning?! Obviously it is not acknowledged in the media! I'd deadly serious! This is SO terrifying! And, yes, I am talking about the "experimental gene therapy" which is NOT a vaccine! I am NOT talking about because the latest COVID is killing and or hurting people! What are you all seeing and experiencing where you live?!
Like why does it do that on here?
I LOVE these boys! THIS is how you make love to your lover! You ejaculate INSIDE of him! SO wonderful! You also show his face as he frantically and desperately struggles SO HARD through orgasm! Pure bliss!!!
It's been a bit of a whirlwind Christmas, what with the arrival and subsequent invasion (happily so) of CJ, and being invited to spend a good part of the holiday with his family (I was told I was not allowed to say no). And the rest of our time together away from other eyes. I'm pretty worn out. But in a good way!
I absolutely expected that he would spend a good part of his time with family. And that's exactly what was. What I didn't expect, was that a portion of that family time would subsequently happen in my house.
CJ has two brothers, Steven 15, and Charlie age 13. And they spent hours here over the holiday, hanging out with CJ and incidentally, myself. Steven is as boy as boy gets. Full of piss and vinegar, loves his sports and rough housing. Charlie is all boy too, but a bit more of an introvert. More content to sit back than to jump in, but once in, watch out. The kid's scrappy.
We all spent hours together between games, TV time, some fast food runs, and the typical rough housing. I spent a bit of time out in my shop working on a few things so as to give the boys a bit of one on one time. And earlier today I took them all out for a big lunch. Anyways, the boys just left for home and I'm enjoying a bit of solo time.
With things being as hectic as they have been, time between CJ and I has been... Limited. So we have agreed that the next few days is just us. When he gets back we're out of here, going into the city to enjoy a hotel suite and the privacy it'll afford us.
Aaaaaaand I just realized that I'm happy. Happier than I've been in a long time. I sorta shut the world out to a degree... Eh, it doesn't matter here and now.
So, highlights from the past few evenings. It's been a lot of the normal between us. Orders laid out, orders followed. Him inside me, front and back, glad my ears and nose have small holes or he probably would have fucked those too.
Unlike what had been, he's been getting me off every time, always with the reminder that I belong to him. The sex has been a bit more mellow also, but by no means mundane. I find it hard to think of ways he hasn't had me, I'm sure he's got them in a list ready for future use.
Last night, he brought me to the living room with blankets and pillows spread by the fireplace and proceeded to turn me inside out. He had me suck him and surprised me by getting right to rimming me. First time anyone has done that to me, holy shit it's intense, bordering on too much for me to cope with, but cope I did as he wasn't interested in stopping.
When he was satisfied with that, he put me on my hands and knees and mounted me, pressing his cock to my hole and slipping in without stopping. He long stroked me at a leisurely pace with short little bursts of speed and power. And he did this for what seemed like hours before he finished. I love how he pushes in to me as much as he can and holds so tight when he cums. I really feel like I'm everything right then and there.
Within an hour he was back in me again. But we were spooned and he said he wanted to try falling asleep inside me. I pushed back against him and started working his cock, laughing a bit while telling him I wasn't done yet.
The resulting roll and fuck were delicious and just what I needed to finish the day. He didn't try staying in me this time. We just fell asleep with him at my back.
This morning I woke before him. He was sleeping on his stomach with his legs twisted to where his ass was spread a bit and poked up. Rim job payback time for CJ.
I was only a moment or so into my plan before he was stirring and mumbling. So I really got after it. I've got some years of eating ass and I'm pretty sure I'm damn good at it. From the moans and grons coming out of CJ I got the impression he wasn't complaining either. He adjusted his ass up in the air for me and brought his arms back to spread his cheeks more. He's got a great ass too, no bubble butt, but really plush and smooth with some hair, but not too much, right around his pucker.
At this point I decided to push things a bit and began to slowly but deeply tongue fuck him. I'm no Gene Simmons but I have a lot of tongue so I gave him all I could. No complaints, he got louder and one hand came to the back of my head to urge me on.
"Mumbling"
"What?" I asked him
"I said fuck me."
That I wasn't expecting, but ain't no dummy needing to be asked twice. And that tone of voice... It was the "I want this badly" tone. Completely expressing the urgency of the request. This was a first for us, as he's always fucked me. I'm game though!
I gave him a quick reassuring kiss and put him on his back. He watched me intently as I lubed first my cock, then brought my hand to his hole to lube him.
"I haven't done this before." He said.
"I got you, no worries." I returned. As I began to slip a finger into him.
I fingered him really well and he began to relax some. I took a moment to lean over and kiss him. His arms wrapped around my back and his legs crossed over mine and he just held on. I put my weight on him and held him tightly till he indicated I should continue.
I pushed up and moved in close, getting my cock positioned just right and pushed enough to start the tip on its way. Told him to push back and that he could work it in. There was some suck air moments, and some others that left me almost laughing, but I managed not to. Fucking way tight. And it wasn't too long before I was inside him. I did a full stop so he could get used to me, and honestly I needed it too as I was already so close... I've got a quick trigger early on.
Once he let me know it was ok to go on I readjusted and got myself in as deep as I could, then curled in and put us face to face and flat stared into his eyes and I began to move in and out of him, occasional kisses and nudges. I kept the pace slow, stopping here and there to kiss him deeply, and keep me from cumming too fast.
We continued like this and gradually built momentum, eventually ending in a deep power fuck. The sound of our flesh meeting was a prominent as gunshots and we learned that CJ gets really loud! All through our lovemaking I kept our faces inches apart and maintained eye contact. I love that part too, almost willing your partner to read your every thought and feeling through your eyes. Sounds hokey maybe, but you've seen it happen, that look of utter need and desire some bottoms get. Surrendering ones self to another. Fuck that's intoxicating. I wanted that look so badly and I got it from him.
As soon as it swept his face I kissed him deeply and roughly and came. It felt to me like my balls themselves were being crushed I came so hard. Gallons flowed for minutes on end... In the end of course it wasn't, but some orgasms are just that good.
“Now you belong to me, don't ever forget.”
I gathered him up and lifted him to my lap, engaged in some crushing hugs and a lot more kissing while we came down a bit, then laid him down again and went to suck him off. Before I could do that though he stopped me and just pulled me in so we were curled up together.
Sleep I think, is antidote to overthinking, and over speaking. Not a word was spoken the rest of that night.
So Merry Christmas Christopher James.
--Alter
Someone fetch a priest! You can't say no to the Beauty And The Beast! Dahhhhlings!
Wow! This is so beautiful hearing him moaning and groaning so loudly as he orgasms and ejaculates onto himself!
He a cam performer at times but he has only fans and Many Videos. I liked him for awhile now sense I laid eyes on him and he just so dreamy! He in a open relationship plus I do remember him saying he is Pansexual too polyormous like me as well, I just wanna get to know him better for who he is and all like really date him and be with him. I love his voice and I love the color of his eyes and I just adore everything about him! Idk if i should wait or not till I like become a member of his Only fans and buy all his Many Videos and all but I do wanna express to him how I feel about him but idk if i'm ready right now tho.... I need to work on myself with getting into make up to getting my hair done so ya I have self work to do and shit.
It seems he just has 1 Boyfriend which isn't to bad XD I has 1 boyfriend but I wanna date another 1 and have 1 trans guy Boyfriend so it be like I have 3 boyfriends! XD
I been having a thing for trans guys LOTS as lately and idk if anyone here ever felt like yea I like guys but I also like Vagina and boobs too XD I have that feeling often and I look at other trans guys and they be smoking Hot ASF but I don't wanna fuck every trans guy in the world and shit LOL! That ain't happening but I would enjoy getting to know SweaterGoth more! I got to mod for him on Chaturbate and it was fucking amazing ASF! :D We did have a good time while he was on there to keep eachother talking and all so I just hope i stand a chance with him is all. -bites nails-
I hope to get my shit straight to where I have my license/permit plus good car Insurance to travel anywhere I wanna go and I would enjoy spending time with him to bond and share our ideas and all like that be very romantic ASF! I would get to go see my boyfriend too's and other 1 as well and let them know i'm there for them.
If you any tips or comments or any fucking shit for that matter PLS Comment or whatever below... XD
I'm pretty sure lots of guys here r not into trans guys but there guys to me and they have feelings and emotions and all.
I love trans guys and I love just guys XD I can't help it LOL!
Don't forget to be thankful for what you have and consider those who do without. I think most of us can use this reminder and encourage one another to continue to learn and grow.
I love black bodies and cocks. Something real special about them. Maybe lots of things. The sizes are legendary. Muscular, wiry-haired bodies - underarms, chests, bellies, pubes, buttcracks. Loads of hot, creamy cum.
I was watching a vid about a white guy in a fuck club with five black guys. I envied him so. Got so horned up I decided I had to go get me some right now, this night. I had heard of an all-black club - a bar - in the rural countryside and determined to go find it. That was not much of a problem.
It was the only building on a lonely stretch of road near the coast. Nothing elaborate, just a wooden building with a big, gravel, sand and shell parking lot. No exterior lights, shaded windows. I parked my van at the end of a row of other vehicles.
Went into the club and straight to the bar like it was home. The club was busy. About a dozen guys, three hot looking women. A small elevated dance floor with a couple of poles at each end. A honey, naked as the day she was born was doing her stuff to one of the poles, then across the floor in many postures, lots of hand touching of herself, to the other pole, to the edge of the stage, back, all around to the beat of the music.
I noticed right away most of the guys were ignoring her. The club women weren't getting much attention either. One was at the bar between a couple of guys, obviously pumping them for drinks and offering her wares. The other two were at tables; one sitting with three guys, the other with two guys.
The bar served only beer and mixers for BYOB customers. Several bottles were in view - brandy, some flavored, gin, vodka, whiskey. I perched on a bar stool with one on either side of me and ordered a Bud. As I drank my beer I turned to watch the dancer, my legs apart, package on display, lips and tongue working the head of the beer bottle.
Didn't take long. A middle-aged guy came to the bar on my left hand side as I faced the center of the room, still watching the dancer. He stood beside the stool, close to me, close enough I could smell his nice cologne. He leaned on the bar and ordered a Sprite (tm). When the glass of ice and bottle of Sprite was served, he poured two fingers of vodka into the glass and topped it off with the bubbly, clear soda. Took a drink, then turned to me.
"You looking for some pussy, man?" he asked. "Like that black girl?"
Smiling at him, I answered, "No sir, not, but she is okay."
"Whaddaya want then, man?" he grinned back at me. "We don't get white dudes in here much."
"Well, I guess a good answer is, I want what the ladies in here want," I answered.
"Alright," he said. "You ain't no more subtle than me. Let me buy you a drink." Without waiting for my answer, he ordered another set up - a glass with ice and a Sprite. The bartender brought it over. My benefactor poured the two fingers of vodka from his bottle. I added the Sprite and took a swallow.
He let his hairy arm brush against my arm between us. "I ain't got much time, man. I got a bitchy wife at home, her mother and a houseful of kids. You wanna get what you came to get now?"
"Sure," I said.
"So let's go to the john," he suggested, draping his arm around my shoulder.
"I have a better idea," I countered, "let's go outside to the parking lot. I have a van with a mattress in the back."
We gulped down our drinks, sat the glasses on the bar. I got off the stool, picked up my bottle of beer. We walked out his arm around my waist. Everyone appeared to be going on about their business or pleasure, but they were looking, trying not to be obvious about it.
My friend took a shower when I arrived, he never locks any doors. He tried to hide his cock and became very embarrassed when I opened the toilet door. I loved the feeling that he was naked and I was dressed. It made me horny.
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Hot ass fuck! THIS is how you make love and do pornography with an INTERNAL ejaculation! Not pulling your penis out to masturbate! We have so far to go as a race of beings to do better with our porn. I say this as someone who does like if not outright love people pulling out and withdrawing their penises/erection to do a, "cumshot", but those should be five or ten percent of the time. Of course when people do internal ejaculations the people filming/videoing need to have at least two cameras not only to show penetration but one to also show the boy who is topping's face from beginning to end while he desperately struggles so hard through orgasm as he ejaculates his burning hot sperm and semen from his testicles over and over and over and over and over until he finishes an no longer thrusts his hips or screams, yells, moans, and or groans.
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I hated Halloween. When I bought my house three years ago it never occurred to me to think what the neighborhood was like Halloween night. I’d lived for years in an apartment on the edge of campus. There was never any trick-or-treating. The house I bought was just four blocks away from campus but it might as well have been in another universe.
I bought the house because I wanted a garden and more room to host small seminars for my students. A philosophy professor, I enjoyed having thoughtful discussions with visiting professors and my students in an informal setting. The house I bought had a spacious living room which looked out into a lovely garden. It was perfect setting for these seminars.
I moved in October 1, 2008, and was still unpacking and getting things just so when the doorbell started ringing non stop that Halloween night. It actually started late in the afternoon. No one had warned me of the deluge of nasty, ill-behaved, miscreant little people that swarmed through the neighborhood like a Biblical plague. The greedy little bastards quickly cleaned me out of any sweets I had. I locked my door at 6:15 pm, turned off all the lights and hid in my bedroom. When I woke up the next morning my front yard was littered with streams of toilet paper the nasty bastards had flung over everything.
The next year I was prepared. I had a fence and gate installed and just for the night, I borrowed two Dobermans from a friend. Any little ones who dared ventured up my unlit walkway to the gate were quickly running for their lives when they heard the two Dobermans snarling at them from behind the gate.The following year I did without the Dobermans. It only took that one time to set a reputation as a very scary house. The little ones stayed far away. Nevertheless, I made sure to turn off all the lights in the front of the house Halloween night.
After a soothing bath, I put on a robe, and was nestled in my comfortable reading chair browsing through a collection of recently published philosophy books when the doorbell rang. I ignored it. It rang again. A loud knock on the door followed. I ignored it. There was a louder knock followed by an even louder pounding. “God damn it!” I yelled. I got out of my chair and stomped to the doorway. When I opened it up there stood one of my students, Douglas Channing. He was dressed in a red cape. Devil horns sprouted from his head. He’d painted his skin red and when he saw me he let out a fiendish laugh and ripped his cape wide open. He was practically naked. A devil mask barely covered his essentials.
“I’ve got a special treat for you, Professor Hawkins!” my student proclaimed with a devilish grin. “Channing? Douglas Channing?” I gasped. “What the hell?” The young man just barged in. He tossed his cape onto the floor, slammed the door shut behind him, and pushed me all the way back to my bedroom. This was not the Douglas Channing I knew from class. One of my better students, young, debonair Mr. Channing wrote the most thoughtful papers. He actually read the books I assigned. He could carry on a meaningful discussion. And he was very good eye candy. Whenever teaching become tedious, I just had to settle my eyes on his handsome face for a minute to remind me why I enjoyed teaching young men so much.
“Ready for your treat, Professor?” Douglas asked rather firmly. He groped himself obscenely and with a deft flip of his hand, he snapped the devil mask off his crotch and flung out an erection that made my mouth pop open. “Oh, God!” I cried. Douglas just laughed. He grabbed my robe and yanked it off me. I tried to cover my sudden nakedness but my dick had ballooned instantly and it was impossible to hide. Douglas smiled and pushed me down to my knees. I was impressed with how my student took charge of the situation. I thought about things too much. I was all talk and no action. When confronted with a man of action, I was powerless.
“That’s more like it old man,” Douglas snarled. “You’re gonna open your mouth and take your treat like a good little boy, you hear!” he demanded. “Yes, sir,” I meekly said. He looked down into my face with eyes that burned with unfathomable desire. Douglas tapped the tip of his cock against my dry lips. His flesh was hot and heavy. I licked my lips to moisten them and tasted the energy flowing from his cock. How did he know I was dying to taste this part of him? Had my stares in class been so obvious?
Douglas pushed his cock into my mouth. Saliva poured out of my glands, coating the young man’s meat and making it glide all the way to the back of my throat. “That’s a good boy,” Douglas moaned. “Suck my lollipop kid and I’ll give you a good treat!” I was thirty years older than the young man. Yet being called a kid by him made my dick throb. Precum poured out of my cock, coating my dick head. I grabbed my cock and thrust my crotch forward. I wanted the young man to know how turned on I was by his forcefulness. “Little boy likes my candy, huh?” he growled. “Suck it harder, boy,” he demanded. “Show Daddy how much you like his cock.”
Oh, God! He called himself Daddy! What was it going to be like lecturing this young man in class tomorrow? What was my dick going to do inside my dress slacks when he walked into class? It was going to jut down my briefs and poke against my slacks. It was going to throb so violently inside my slacks that everyone could see the length and shape of my entire cock. Douglas grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face tight against his crotch. He buried my nose in his thick bush. The tangy aroma of his sweaty crotch penetrated my nostrils. His cock head plugged the back of my throat. I could barely breathe. I could have died that instant and not regretted a moment of my life. Having Douglas Channing’s pounding, juicy cock down my throat was that satisfying. “Take it, boy,” Douglas moaned. “Feed on Daddy’s cock, son. Suck it. Suck it!” he cried. I pounded my own cock with my right hand as I clung to his bare buttocks with my left. His buttocks were hard and trembling. I felt the spasms of ecstasy uncurling inside his flesh. I plunged my fingers into his butt crack and teased his butt hole. Douglas let out whimper when I popped a fingertip into his tight, hot asshole. He squeezed my head with his hands and fucked my face hard. Thick wads of precum flowed down my throat. The sweet syrup thickened. The first tastes of milky cum coated my tonsils. I felt his body shaking. He started panting. His fingers tore into my hair. Douglas Channing let out a cry and flooded my throat with rich, hot spunk. Full of vitality and rich vitamins, the young man’s essence caused me to explode with a furry I hadn’t experienced in years.
When the young man pulled out, I was amazed at how thick his cum was. A big wad clung to his cock head. He held it just above my wet lips. With a warm smile, he smeared that cum wad onto my lips and then pushed it into my mouth with his finger.
“God, you’re a handsome man, Professor,” Douglas said. “I’ve been wanting to fuck that sweet face of yours from the first day I saw you.”
His confession took me by surprise. “Handsome? You think I’m handsome?” I asked softly. “You’re gorgeous,” Douglas said with a warm smile as he bent down to give me a kiss. His lips touched my lips so lightly they practically hovered over mine. Slowly he pressed his lips more firmly against mine until they locked. His tongue punctured my mouth and fished deeply inside mine, tasting my saliva and the slick remains of hiscopious load.
As he kissed me, Douglas reached for my cock. It was coated with cum and still rock hard. As he kissed me deeply, he pumped my cock, making me shudder. He pressed his cock against mine and pumped them together. Our two shafts melted into one excited spear. The young man was more experienced than I was at this. He must have grown up being sexually active. Shy and hesitant to initiate action, my sexual encounter were few. I was like putty in this young man’s hands. Douglas pulled our bodies close together. His hand slid up and down our joined cocks as he kept kissing me. His movements slowed as we kissed. The slower he went, the more intensely I felt it. I could feel his shaft tightening against mine.
My head started to spin. The pleasure was so intense I felt dizzy. Douglas kept kissing me, breathing into my mouth, exploring my tongue and mouth with his. I felt his precum flowing onto my cock head. I was draining too. I needed release. My testicles clung to my shaft. Our bodies jerked in unison. Cum flooded out of our cocks at the same time. Douglas pulled his face off mine to look down to see our cock heads ejecting semen together. “Nice, man,” he said. “Love it.” He dove down and lapped up the cum off my dick. “Tasty,” he proclaimed. “We’ve got good chemistry, Professor,” he told me.
My student gave me a profound hug. He got up, fetched his cape and left me happy and befuddled. He also left me his devil mask. The next day I hung it on the wall in the living room. It would be a pleasantthing to gaze at when I got too caught up in my seminars.
Wow! This is really beautiful! Visually and sonically with the music! And I usually don't favor music in my porn but this is really special and nice!
Once I get out of the hospital, and most likely next spring, I am probably going to buy a decent travel vehicle and just hit the road as well. I don't have much in my apartment yet anyhow, so just a small U-Haul Storage unit should do the trick. I want to buy like a cute VW Bus and then have it spiffed out for travel. I mean, why not, right?
