I share a pic every 5 minutes, often an original post, with a healthy reblogging of my followers' oldies but goodies....especially if they are original posts. Nothing makes my cock twitch like seeing a submission from a follower; send me a pic of your own, and I will add it to my queue...after I inspect it with one hand.
He woke up with a huge boner, went to the bathroom, obviously couldn't piss. Did he remember last night? "Come here and take care of this," he said. His voice was low and gruff from the match yesterday and then the big party at the loud, smokey bar. He was already stroking it a little when I walked in.
I saw it before I knelt down. I saw that he too was a little shocked at his own beauty, his strong, athletic body, the heft of his big cock. Maybe he was wondering if he was altogether awake yet. Is it possible he never noticed his alarming masculine beauty? Is it possible that last night was the first time he ever let another male blow him?
It was only a few hours earlier--maybe 4 a.m.---on the living room sofa, I made him come in my mouth. Now, on the floor of his bathroom, looking up, I kissed it, just under the head. "I know it's kind of shocking," I said. I always knew you were good looking and a great rugby player, but this cock is something else."
He let me worship it this time. Instead of putting it in my mouth I just kept kissing it, licking the head. He was looking at himself in the mirror. "I'm going to cum on your face," he said. And then he did.
"Don't get the wrong idea," he said, walking over to the toilet to piss as his dick softened. "I like girls."
I stayed on my knees, still kind of in shock and watched his stream of piss wasted in the toilet.
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He woke up with a huge boner, went to the bathroom, obviously couldn't piss. Did he remember last night? "Come here and take care of this," he said. His voice was low and gruff from the match yesterday and then the big party at the loud, smokey bar. He was already stroking it a little when I walked in.
I saw it before I knelt down. I saw that he too was a little shocked at his own beauty, his strong, athletic body, the heft of his big cock. Maybe he was wondering if he was altogether awake yet. Is it possible he never noticed his alarming masculine beauty? Is it possible that last night was the first time he ever let another male blow him?
It was only a few hours earlier--maybe 4 a.m.---on the living room sofa, I made him come in my mouth. Now, on the floor of his bathroom, looking up, I kissed it, just under the head. "I know it's kind of shocking," I said. I always knew you were good looking and a great rugby player, but this cock is something else."
He let me worship it this time. Instead of putting it in my mouth I just kept kissing it, licking the head. He was looking at himself in the mirror. "I'm going to cum on your face," he said. And then he did.
"Don't get the wrong idea," he said, walking over to the toilet to piss as his dick softened. "I like girls."
I stayed on my knees, still kind of in shock and watched his stream of piss wasted in the toilet.