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Showing posts with label 2625 adventure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2625 adventure. Show all posts
Wednesday, 25 November 2015
Monday, 13 April 2015
A little place I know....
I went to a little place I know this
morning, around 9h30. It was deserted except for a couple of joggers here and
there. Soon this cab drove to the car park, out comes out this beefy middle
aged man, stocky, very me... he walked up to the wooded area, then saw me, we
exchanged a look, it went further down the woods, I followed for a while, he
disappeared. I walked back and saw him coming back minutes later, trousers
unzipped cock out. We walked to a quiet area and then we sucked cock, for a
nice long time, he had a nice thick cock, with big hanging balls. He really
liked mine and kept pushing me away from his so that he could have fun with
mine. I came down his throat. he came while I was coming. Perfect. Mike the
cabby went back to his cab, with a smile on his face, and I went to the
supermarket to get food...
Tuesday, 24 March 2015
Wednesday, 21 January 2015
Reachin
I said, don't worry, you'll see, the sun is going to shine on us, he relaxed opened up and I reached down to feel his hardening cock pressing against my hand.
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Meet & greet
I dream of the day
when walking in the forest
I'll encounter you
naked but for a shirt
we'll meet and we'll great
we'll embrace
we'll love
Sunday, 16 November 2014
My sailor man
I don't know his name
I don't know anything about him
Yet he loved me all night long,
My sailor man
And leaving me to my fate
He was gone by the morning,
He was big, he was handsome
He smelt like hot sand and the sea
I love him all night long,
My sailor man
Saturday, 15 November 2014
Urgent attention
Today I'm feeling mischievous and I think something tells me that someone needs urgent attention... without delay...
My knob
Felt horny this morning, thinking of my boy.
I wish we were closer so he could deal with that hitch that I've got on my knob and does not seem to want to go away.
I wish we were closer so he could deal with that hitch that I've got on my knob and does not seem to want to go away.
Tuesday, 7 October 2014
Drive like the wind
I want to be sat behind you
my hair in the wind
my face against your back
my arms around your stomach
my legs tight against your buttocks
let's go now
Drive like the wind
to be free again
Saturday, 16 August 2014
Sunday, 25 May 2014
Tuesday, 24 December 2013
Saturday, 23 November 2013
Wednesday, 25 September 2013
Mr Doorman
One of the beauties on show at the Goodwood Revival weekend... I did say thank you to the very puzzled doorman here... gorgeous Mr Doorman we love you, and you are our Goodwood 2625!
Thursday, 12 September 2013
Snog
I should really tell you about the snog I got at the pub the other night, pretty impressive it was long, deep, sensual and passionate... Om nom nom nom...
Monday, 27 May 2013
Uncle's longing
He heard the front door, quickly rolled over on the bed, the door of his bedroom kept ajar, hoping that the inviting sight would be enough for his uncle to venture in and take him.
It was a hot night, watching horny videos on the net earlier had driven him to distraction, but all the time, all he was thinking of was his uncle. Last time anything happened between them was a while back. They'd never discussed it after and it never happened again and he was missing it.
He knew that his uncle had been out with his mates for some beers, and he also knew that his uncle was often horny after beers. He spied on him many times watching porn on the laptop in the living room, stroking his meat to men fucking, then pass out. He recalls tip toeing to his uncle while he was snoring, and licking the cum of his leg or stomach. That is the closer he got to be intimate with him.
He simulated sleep, his heart beating faster and faster while he laid there hopeful. He heard noises, the drop of keys on the floor, then the clinging of bottles, and a murmur of voices. His heart started to beat even faster, his uncle was not alone...
Sunday, 12 May 2013
Luton Sauna Adventure
The call of Luton sauna,
the darkened jacuzzi area
He is there
being ignored
you sit next to him
he looks at you then looks away
you tremble in excitement and fear
maybe he does not like you
Then you feel his enormous thigh touching the side of you
pushing
you do not dare move
he pushes
he pushes more
you resist
do not move
and stay put
the cheap smell of chloride stings your nostrils
the water splashes your eyes
it makes you grimace
his thick hand then rests on your thigh
sliding slowly
firmly
goes up towards your cock
he touches it
roughly at first
then realised how hard you are
he becomes gentler
you turned to him
he is now staring at you
you put your hand down towards his cock
it is big and thick
not yet fully erect however
you feel the discharge, oily and silky coming out of the head
he grabs the back of your head
and dig his tong down the back of your throat
you are about to explode with joy
you now live the jacuzzi area
and follow his huge stature
in the dark corridors
until you reach a quiet room
you enter
he follows in
and closes the door…..
Friday, 10 May 2013
News from afar...
Thick
Alan, from Glasgow.
Indeed,
I remember leaving a certain premises in Peckham - with a smile on my face ...
it was only the next day, when walking through town, I glanced down to find a
trophy such as yours on the front of my leather jacket.
A
dried, long trophy - stretching from my lapel to the base of the zip. A
snail-trail that spoke a thousand words to anyone who cast eyes upon it.
Instantly
I took my jacket off and [no, I didn't put it on the ground and roll around on
it like a she-dog trying to scent myself in the glory that is eau de 2625!!]
was forced to conceal my trophy - until I was able to wash it in the restroom
upstairs a the Kings Arms, Poland St. London.
These
are the moments we live for my love. We feed on these moments - for our souls
burn ever brighter as we sink further into the debauchery and cheapness we bath
in.
I can
imagine Thick Alan and you know I feel love for him - without even ever seeing
him. We are connected you and I. Forever twisted-together sisters of adoration
and glory.
My
news:
Wayne leaves me for six weeks - traveling to Alaska with friends.
This
saddens me.
However,
do not feel anger for me when I tell you he has only started having sex with
men in the last eleven months.
Do not
feel jealous when I tell you he is THICK and HARD every time.
Do not
feel ripped off when I tell you he is a fantastic kisser and that, at times, we
kiss for over an hour.
Do not
feel remorse when I tell you his lovely, fat face looks so hot when he towers
above me - drilling holes into me - grunting with his totally animalistic,
sexually charged green eyes blazing into the night.
Do not
wish me dead when I tell you his precum tastes sweet, but peppery and that it
turns me into a moaning, thrusting cum-slut from beyond the threshold of
decency.
And
please, please, please do not commit suicide when I tell you he asks me every
time if I 'want his cum'.
Do not.
Do not
Do not.
Please
do not.
Alan from Scotland
My dearest, my darling,
I miss
you terribly of course, life is not quite the same without you...
I went
to a club on Saturday, first time in the place, must be 2 years at least since
I was in a club... so was not holding my breath...
I had a
great time, had a couple of very nice encounter, Alan from Glasgow being the bestest,
thick indeed! Very thick... I came over his chest, in the playroom to the
rhythm of Rihanna, he came over my jeans... did not realize that until I left
the place... oh well treat that as a trophy I guess... I must have horrified
the smokers outside that saw me leaving with a grin... but who cares, I was
happy, happy, happy....
Rihanna has that special ring now,
everytime I hear the song, I need to get on my knees and wet my trousers...
Dearest, what should I do? I am in 2625 need, I need thick, THICK Alan, I miss
him terribly, I love him, I know I do, I want his THICK, THICK instrument of
torture, his love muscle, he made me happy, he made me real....
How I miss him so! xxxx
Sunday, 24 February 2013
Catching up with the boy
Hello my boy, woke up with a nice hard on this morning, so I made myself a mug of coffee, and now I am watching your photos and stroking my wet with precum cock, not far until I shoot.
I've missed you, I want to know what you've done, who you've done, who's done you, etc… and I want all the details.
I was missing my boy so much I had to fuck this guy I know, I was so horny. Went to his, dropped his pants, kept my shirt on while I wet my cock with some lube, he laid on his bed expecting, and I rammed my cock inside him, in one thrust. He cried a little initially, but then I could feel his ass clamping on my cock, withholding it inside, while I was trying to pull and fuck. It was intense, I fucked him hard, as sometimes I tend to do when I need to. He was grunting, holding his head in the pillow while doing so, upping his ass with each thrust as to get the most of my cock…
I came loads, all over his furry ass and lower back. He wet his bed, came without even touching himself while I was fucking him.
Damn, I wish it had been you!
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