The Penis Soliloquies: Guapos

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Guapos

3 comments:

Leatherpigboy said...: You always post great pics love the Mardi Gras boy!!! WOW!; December 27, 2008 at 10:28 AM
Anonymous said...: Concerning #10, the last guy:

I was sitting on the toilet in this public john, admittedly tarrying after my business was done, when this shirtless muscle dude in the pic came in to piss. he nearly took my breath away, so tight were his jeans over his bubble butt, so rippling were the muscles in his back. the sound of his zipper was like a run of musical notes. then he propped himself against the wall and let out a huge sigh. then came a golden stream that went on and on and on. the guy must have drunk a whole six pack to piss that long and one could smell it all the way across the john. As he finished he shook his cock, over and over, seemingly well beyond the need to sling out the last drops.

By now I was enchanted, although frightened as well, because I had never done anything like this before. I was surprised, then, by my impulse to make a move. I would probably not been able to screw up the courage to do so except that his overwhelming masculinity made me abandon my caution. So, as he stood up to stuff his cock back into his jeans I cleared my throat. At first he seemed not to pay attention, so I ventured a little cough. He stopped dead still and I cleared my throat again. Then he turned around, his dick still showing behind his open fly. He saw me sitting on the toilet, my jeans around my ankles, and he glared directly at me and sneered. I licked my lips and the next thing I knew he was standing over me, his dick head scarcely two inches from my lips.

I looked up and saw his sculpted muscles, his shaved head, his facial stubble, and two beautiful blue eyes and just gasped. he arched an eyebrow, grinned and stood close enough that his cock was resting against my face. Then I looked down at his luxuriant bush and male organ. Was it the strong fertile odor or the foreskin that enclosed his cock head that registered first? I was practically numb with excitement.

Then he cupped the back of my head with his left hand while he rubbed his cock head first on my lips, then around all over my face. As he did this his cock rapidly hardened and he pressed the head firmly against my lips. I opened and then leaned what it is like to have a super macho man's cock in my mouth. Still cupping my head he thrust his pelvis forward and I found out what it is like to have a large cock enter the top of my throat. He was so powerful that I was afraid at first that he was really going to hurt me, but then I realized that getting my face fucked was thrilling.

Despite the pleasure in what was happening I began to fear that someone would come in and catch us in the act. So I sucked as hard as I could in order to speed him to a happy conclusion. He grunted deep inside his throat, gasping for little breaths. All the while he fucked my face faster and faster. then he pulled out all of a sudden and asked if I had finished wiping my ass. When I nodded he jerked me up, wheeled me around, bent me over, and pressed his cock head against my pucker. I tried to protest, only half reluctant to lose my virginity, but he spat on his hand, wiped on his cock and pressed hard against my sphincter. then, grabbing my hips, he thrust in. The pain made me cry out, despite my fear of our getting caught. He whacked me really hard on the side of my right bun and told me to shut the fuck up.

I guess I have to admit at this point that I had dreamed over and over that something like this would happen, that a man of glorious dominant maleness would introduce me to the glories of adult sex. So despite the pain of his large cock in my tight ass chute, and despite the weird pressure it caused in my ass, I loved what he was doing to me. Then, grabbing my hips again he began to thrust fast and with deep strokes, to the hilt. Next, he shuddered and growled and the next thing I knew he was spurting his man juice in my behind.

He came and came, and still he was thrusting deep inside me. Then he began to soften and pulled out.
he grabbed the hair on my head with his left hand and held it down so that I was still bent over. With his right had he began to spank me hard, over and over, the pain was considerable and I lost count after about ten blows. I begged him to stop, but he wouldn't let up. Then I began to struggle and tried to get loose, but he held me fast. He asked if I'd had enough and I whimpered "Yesssir." then he pulled me up, turned me around and planted a deep kiss on my lips and in my mouth.

He held the kiss and I melted in his arms. When he pulled off, he said, "I just wanted you to know that when you are on the sissy side of man sex you must accept that the pleasure comes with pain, if you're with a real man." with that, he wiped, zipped, and left me standing there with cum dripping down my thighs. I stuffed some paper in my rectum and pulled up my jeans, flushed, and got out as soon as I could.; December 30, 2008 at 6:58 PM
Koba said...: Great story rocco!; January 2, 2009 at 6:22 PM

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