With his free hand he parted her ass cheeks so that he could fit his cock against her yielding anus. Then with hardly a second’s hesitation he gripp...d her buttocks and drove himself recklessly to her depths. Every nerve-ending in her rectum screamed with the brutal intrusion and so did she—screaming so that every other noise in the shack was blotted out, screaming as though it would counter the savage thrusting into her back-tunnel, screaming until Randal had slam-fucked his way to orgasm and. I have only had a few male on male experinces in my life but they were all amazing. I've recently discovered that writing about these experiences has been a huge turn on, and I want to share them. These true stories are in the order they happened, I hope you enjoy them.Many, many years ago, when I was much, much younger, I found a play girl magazine. I remember being drawn to the pictures of all the naked men. They looked so beautiful, so sexual. I wasn't sure what I would do with them but I. I thought it was somethingimportant you wanted to talk about." Dude, if I call you down here, then it is important. I understand youare not in the mood to party. If you want to be President, you willnever really party here again. You will always be leading by example,not getting too drunk.This is so you can keep an eye on the strangers at the party. You willhave to make sure everyone is feeling welcome. Then, get the brotherswho are not pulling their weight, to make drunken promises to help. People even started chanting, “Cum!”, but to no avail. Eventually the crowd had dispersed, getting bored with waiting, and my jaw and neck were sore. I was almost glad when the guy with the watch said, “Time.” I stood up and stretched my neck and said, “Are you gay or something?”The guy chuckled and said, “Well then I wouldn’t be asking for your number, would I?”He took off the mask and I saw Ed’s face for the first time. He got dressed and we chatted up each other the rest of the day and.