Rough Bastards - Straight Cherry Jock Capitulates His Fuckhole
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When I met Thomas, he had answered an advertisement I put online for guys. He sent me some truly sharp pictures that were not only masterly produced, but were from an adult company. So, I thought to myself, this stud is a total faker. I asked him to send me some photos that were taken himself on his phone, and he sent a few, but I was still skeptical. He informed me that he had done some jerk off movies and a heterosexual porn, and that he needed the dough so he was down to do more. Well, I gave him the address and we set a time, but he never showed. He stopped returning texts, too. So, I gave it several days and tried again. Occasionally you have to just let the thirst sit in their belly. I called him, and he answered. He explained that his car penniless down, his phone died yada yada yada. I told him I’d pick him up. He asked me to meet him at the mall in front of a sporting genitals store. Already thinking he was a faker, I was most likely more sketched out than he was. He said he’d be wearing a dark-hued shirt. I got to the mall on time, and drove past where he said he’d be. There was a not-very-good-looking stud in a dark-hued shirt sitting outside the store on a bench. “Great,” I thought. So, I drove to the other side of the parking lot, but where I could still observe him, and rang his phone. The fug picked up his phone! But, luckily, it wasn’t him, just a real coincidence. Sure enough, there was Thomas ambling out the door. We had a uber-cute rail back to my pad, where I explained that to start off I wished to observe if he could truly do “gay stuff.” He swore up and down that he was heterosexual but had never been with another stud before, and had revved down some pretty sweet offers of doing stud on stud pornography vids. I believed him. I also believed that he was a bit of a nut. A nut, however, with an outstanding ass! I told him I just wished him to get comfortable with something up his ass, and I whipped out a dildo. I didn’t exactly imply that the fuck stick would be the only thing going in his ass, but when I pushed my tongue into his youthfull jock hole, I think he was a bit surprised. He seemed to like it though, and he let me slurp him out for minutes. We tried the dildo, and I pulled my spunk-pump out. He was there bare on the couch with his gams in the air and a fuck stick up his ass. He looked at my beef whistle and I moved his arm onto it. From there on out, it was effortless sailing. He let me stick my spunk-pump in him, and after a lil' bit more relaxed up, I ravaged him. I laid out a thick nutsack on his ass, too! Well, when we were done I flattered him on his looks, and he was all smiles. You might call me a total penetrating creep, but these bangers actually thank me once I’m done barebacking their holes! So there’s that. He even told me several days afterward he wasn’t going to do any bottom vignettes with anyone, because the only person he wished penetrating him was me. Of course, I am more than glad to oblige.
When I met Thomas, he had answered an advertisement I put online for guys. He sent me some truly sharp pictures that were not only masterly produced, but were from an adult company. So, I thought to myself, this stud is a total faker. I asked him to send me some photos that were taken himself on his phone, and he sent a few, but I was still skeptical. He informed me that he had done some jerk off movies and a heterosexual porn, and that he needed the dough so he was down to do more. Well, I gave him the address and we set a time, but he never showed. He stopped returning texts, too. So, I gave it several days and tried again. Occasionally you have to just let the thirst sit in their belly. I called him, and he answered. He explained that his car penniless down, his phone died yada yada yada. I told him I’d pick him up. He asked me to meet him at the mall in front of a sporting genitals store. Already thinking he was a faker, I was most likely more sketched out than he was. He said he’d be wearing a dark-hued shirt. I got to the mall on time, and drove past where he said he’d be. There was a not-very-good-looking stud in a dark-hued shirt sitting outside the store on a bench. “Great,” I thought. So, I drove to the other side of the parking lot, but where I could still observe him, and rang his phone. The fug picked up his phone! But, luckily, it wasn’t him, just a real coincidence. Sure enough, there was Thomas ambling out the door. We had a uber-cute rail back to my pad, where I explained that to start off I wished to observe if he could truly do “gay stuff.” He swore up and down that he was heterosexual but had never been with another stud before, and had revved down some pretty sweet offers of doing stud on stud pornography vids. I believed him. I also believed that he was a bit of a nut. A nut, however, with an outstanding ass! I told him I just wished him to get comfortable with something up his ass, and I whipped out a dildo. I didn’t exactly imply that the fuck stick would be the only thing going in his ass, but when I pushed my tongue into his youthfull jock hole, I think he was a bit surprised. He seemed to like it though, and he let me slurp him out for minutes. We tried the dildo, and I pulled my spunk-pump out. He was there bare on the couch with his gams in the air and a fuck stick up his ass. He looked at my beef whistle and I moved his arm onto it. From there on out, it was effortless sailing. He let me stick my spunk-pump in him, and after a lil' bit more relaxed up, I ravaged him. I laid out a thick nutsack on his ass, too! Well, when we were done I flattered him on his looks, and he was all smiles. You might call me a total penetrating creep, but these bangers actually thank me once I’m done barebacking their holes! So there’s that. He even told me several days afterward he wasn’t going to do any bottom vignettes with anyone, because the only person he wished penetrating him was me. Of course, I am more than glad to oblige.
Added: 2017-08-11 • Views: 12 • Duration: 50:55
