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BIG BOYS, BIG MEAT

Check out these young dudes, really getting into their dicks and enjoying them, giving each other the great sexual pleasure, knowing just HOW how to suck and where;  the precise areas on the dicks to finger, stroke and lick. Joy Boys who know the meaning of pleasure. And there are such large areas of sex muscle on which to do it all.
Is it my imagination or are a lot of young guys developing big dicks earlier than when I was a kid? 
Or maybe they get information at such an early age these days, they discover the wonders of their cocks earlier and "develop" their tools by using them so much....

THROUGH THE APERTURE

Honest...I went for a piss.  Then slowly the huge rounded knob of a fat circumcised cock began to  push through the hole, slit crimson and wet.  I watched the rock-hard fucktool. sinewy and masculine, offering itself for my attention.
I ask you! How the fuck could you keep your hands OFF that beautiful weapon?

I WROTE THIS STORY AEONS AGO BUT RE-DISCOVERED IT ON ANOTHER WEBSITE!

Vince hoped to hell he hadn't been in the sun for too long. Whenever he got
to enjoying the freedom and warmth of the beach he strode on to the sand
with every intention of restricting himself to just twenty minutes in the
sun before moving in to the shade -- reluctantly. Aware as he was about the
dangers of the sun's rays, once comfortably moulded into the sand absorbing
the delicious warmth, caressed by a gentle breeze from the ocean his
resolutions always went to hell. It was the fate of all too many blanched
workers who abandoned their cramped offices or workbenches each year to
take wing for warmer climes and foreign parts and who then lose all sense
of time and proportion. They surrender themselves to the glare of the sun
on their first day out. Caution was thrown to the winds, while the
seductive warmth took its toll. Within hours, pale skin turns bright red,
shirts began to scratch on sensitive scorched shoulders and it frequently
meant keeping off the beach for the next couple of days.

Sun and sand proved a potent combination to the inlander seduced by the
delicious trance the elements engender. Whatever their sexual status, the
sun creates a sensual pocket of warmth within their swimming trunks, the
heated fabric hugging the length of the cock deliciously, massaging it with
the slightest movement of the body. The balls tingled to the eroticism of
moist heat between the legs creeping from their scrotum, if their legs were
slightly apart, then along the line of the perineum threading towards their
asshole.

Without a second thought, so many men would gently brush their erect
nipples, trying to appear as if they were brushing away a few grains of
sand but in reality thrilling to the feel of their flat hands as they slide
slowly across their sweat-lubricated chest.

The warmth was doubly rewarding for the circumcised man lacking the
foreskin cover that would otherwise shroud his glans, acting as an added
barrier between cock and trunks.

Vince could never take his eyes off swimming trunks -- speedos or briefs in
particular. Whilst pointing his head in one direction, the eyes behind the
dark glasses were always focused elsewhere gazing at the bronzed male
bodies scattered around the beach. A rapid inspection of the pecs and abs,
then his eyes moved down to the crotch. How often he had observed a
sunbather in that blissful state of sun-induced euphoria react to the heat,
the cock hardening in a series of small jerking movements as the shaft
expanded, easing its fleshy bulge along the crotch into the groin. Vince
would watch the cock intently, hoping for the appearance of a small black
spot in the trunks, indicating precisely the geographical position of the
cumslit. This was always another clue to the whereabouts of the glans. The
sight of this rounded knob caused him to experience a frisson of tremendous
excitement. His eyes would narrow as if they were trying to penetrate the
enclosing material to collect every scrap of information about the penis.
He would assess the size and roundness of the cockhead. How deep was the
titillating ridge around the glans? A prominent one indicated a circumcised
cock. His imagination then proceeded to fill in the detail -- the sexy
upsweep from the cumhole to the ridge of the cock; the tight, tight head it
bordered, its twin nubs puffed and silky parting to make way from the
stringskin of frenum that its owner would stroke with a finger repeatedly
as he threw himself into the all-consuming passion for the glory of cock
with the dizzying, creaming finale that ended each session of masturbation.

Beautiful bell end on the shaft

When guys wore white swim-trunks, he could sometimes see the raised band of
circumcision on the cockshaft -- the point at which the shaft changed color
as its skin contrasted with the lighter shade of what had formerly
constituted part of the inner foreskin topping the shaft about an inch
below the circle of the hardened helmet.

How he longed to move along the sand a little, to bend down to examine the
circumcised love-muscle at close quarters, and, if it were permitted, load
his tongue with saliva, to run gently along the length of the swollen vein
protruding from the lower side of the cockshaft as the dick stretched,
full-bloodedy upwards on the man's stomach. A "full-size" cock, he
remembered being told as a teenager should reach as far as the bellybutton.

Sadly Vince couldn't indulge his fantasies on this occasion. The beach was
populated by only a handful of people, their brightly-colored towels and
swimming paraphernalia scarring the pure whiteness of the vast expanse of
beach.

He stiffened slightly as he gazed along the sand. What was this? Another
figure approaching from the right, moving with a leisurely, rambling
movement along the ever--changing foam fringe of the ocean.

His gaze shifted constantly from the sand beneath him to the open sea,
endless...blue...a cooling vision in itself.

On one of his rare glances elsewhere he obviously noticed another solo male
sitting in the shade of a palm, resting chin on outspread hands which lay
over one another, themselves resting on his raised knees.

His gaze lasted just a split second too long to be casual. He had time to
gain a quick impression of the age and appearance of the lone beach
dude. But then perhaps Vince, too, held his return glance a little too
long, for after a few paces, the young man looked in his direction again.
Vince stared back unflinchingly. Unsubtle, but effective maybe, he thought
to himself.

Certainly some kind of message passed between them because the male changed
direction and ambled up the beach to where Vince sat.

"Hi. Being careful with the sun, huh?"




It was a reasonably original opening gambit, thought Vince, mildly amused.

"Yeah. I once got terrible sunburn and it ruined the rest of the vacation.
Couldn't move for days. The skin was so tight."

"Tight skin, huh?". The stranger smiled, revealing a row of perfect,
gleaming teeth. The glint in the eye as he spoke the three words caused
Vince to wonder if they conveyed a hidden message.

He decided to play it for what it might be worth.

"Yeah. Really tight as fuck."

"A tight skin must be so inconvenient,"

It seemed to be working.

"Yeah," Vince responded. "I don't normally suffer from tight
skin...anywhere."

The guy smiled again.

"Nice and loose skin always huh?"

Vince's cock began to expand just a little. He was sure...the guy knew what
it was about. Maybe shared his fetish for circumcision.

He removed his head from his hands to lower his knees so he could stretch
out his legs on the sand -- full length and wider than would normally be
the case. His crotch was now suggestively in full view as his circumcised
penis continued to swell a little further.

The stranger's eyes flickered downwards, just long enough to take in the
shape of the cock now progressing bulkily along Vince's belly.

"To be honest," he remarked to the accompaniment of the killer smile, "I
wouldn't have thought you had a lot of skin to BE tight. Quite the
opposite."

Vince realised that his heart, as novels coyly put it, seemed to miss a
beat. Wow! The guy was fucking well into it. Even if he wasn't, he sure
knew about it. Well tutored in matters of the circumcised cock, obviously.

"You're right, dude, I don't. Skinless. Clean as a whistle."

"And blown like one, too, I reckon!"

They both laughed.

"Andy," he said, extended hand. "Orange County."

Vince imitated the movement.

"Vince Lucas -- Denver." The handshake was masculine, firm and dry.

The thought ran rapidly like en electric current through Vince's mind.

"Fuck. This is the same hand the stud used to rub up and down his cock when
he milked it."

He managed to utter a few words of sense.

"Why don't you take a seat?"

"Well I'd like to, man. Believe me, but I've only got a few more minutes
then I gotta go."




"Why not stay a little longer? What's the rush. You're on vacation, surely?
Be cool and let's talk..."

"Believe me, man, there's nothing I'd like more than to talk. I think I can
guess what interests you. And what interests you also interests me."

"You're into it?"

"Oh yeah. YEAH. Always been into circumcised cocks ever since I first got a
hard-on, then when I found there were two kinds of cocks I got extra-hard.
Mention the word and my dick twitches

He looked down.

"You, too, I see. Fuck! That's a beautiful cock you got there. Been
watching it harden up. That fucking cockhead looks just like the kinda
thing I like to look at...and feel around.!

Vince's heart-rate had increased considerably.

"In that case why not hang out awhile."

"Like I said that would be terrific. But I got a dentist appointment in
Tabora, so I gotta drive to the other side of the island. If I don't make
it in time, I'll still have to pay. Fuckin' dentist's also away for three
days as from tomorrow so daren't miss him. I got this trouble with a
filling. Only one I got and the fucking thing dropped out this morning
when I was crunching breakfast at the hotel. Ached like hell, man so I
took a coupla painkillers and my mom made me put whisky on my tooth to numb
it. Worked, too."

"Your mom?"

"Yup. Staying with her. The old man died three years ago so I thought I'd
spent one vacation with her here. She loves the Caribbean and Lorenzo
specially. Says it has what she calls `an old English atmosphere.' And
everybody speaks a language she can understand".

The smile reappeared.

"Yeah," Vince replied. "That does make life easier. My Spanish is pretty
crap. I just came to get away from everything. But it can be a bit
lonely. Coupla bars in Tabora and I even got groped there two nights back."

"Wow! Would never have thought that would happen on a small place like
this."

Vince knew what he meant.

"True enough. But it was very late...or very early," he laughed. "We'd been
drinking rum and cokes for hours, and I got into conversation with this
local guy. He was really good-looking. And I could see from the bulge in his
shorts there was a humongous cock hanging down his leg. Couldn't see if it
was cut or uncut. We got talking sex. He said they always like to seem
pretty regular here but strange things go on from time to time."

"How did he get to grope you, for fuck's sake?"

"Like I say, it was late, the mood was mellow and we were in a little
corner where the end of the bar curved round. Low lights, and suddenly I
felt his hand on my inside leg."

WAITING FOR A STICKY GLANS TO BRUSH HIS ASSHOLE

Vince's cock was pressing upwards from his trunks as if it would burst
right through the shiny material. Even the briefest glance of an
experienced eye would recognise his circumcised status. The round ridge of
glans was so apparent it might almost have been naked.

"Jeez. Who'd have thought it. Maybe Lorenzo's livelier then I thought. But
tell me more man. You're getting me all excited."

"Don't tell me! I can see the whole fucking thing there. I reckon that
cockhead's gonna burst."

Andy continued with his narrative.

"Yeah. I was freeballing. Can get so humid here at night. I kinda froze as
this black hand slid up my inside leg. I was so hard to keep talking to him
face to face as if nothing was happening Man! All the time he was moving
upwards up to the fuckin' hem...then on `til he got to the balls. Brushed
against them then felt for the cock. Course it was so fucking hard by this
time. `Ooh, you got one huge cock, the guy said and cupped his palm over my
glans and screwed his damp palm round and round it while my precum was
seeping out. Fuck! I could hardly stand! My legs went all wobbly."

"I bet," said Vince, enviously. "Wish that had happened to me. What then/"

"The head got slicker and slicker and I thought maybe it was time to
suggest we moved off somewhere. But as he was feeling the cockhead he
leaned a bit closer and whispered "You're circumcised so tight. Wonderful,
man. I always like that about Americans. They all got circumcised cock."

"Well, not all," I told him and then he said his was so hard and that I
could feel it f I wanted. DID I want?. Man! Big cock! It was like a black
salami down his leg and balls like eggs hanging in a really huge sac."

"Was he circumcised?" asked Vince tensely.

"No. The locals don't circumcise. Had an overhang of about an inch of
foreskin. A long tassel. If only he had it stripped off the dick would be
the rage of Denver. Or at least with my buddies. Great big fuckin' cockhead
on the thing, too once I rolled the foreskin back and forth along his black
length. Loose skin, too. Slid up and down easy. But I really turn on to
circumcised dick."

"Me, too. Wish you didn't have to go more than ever now."

"Man. Life always turns out like this! I meet you and then I got get
out. Like that's what I gotta do now. And I haven't even had chance to see
your cock."




He glanced down again.

"Still, I can see what you got quite clearly. The glans is fuckin'wicked."

"It's a biggie," Vince agreed. "Wish I could have seen yours, too. Like
they say - fair exchange"

Andy thought for a moment or two, then looked round to left and
right. There were very few people on the beach, all a little distance away.

"What d'you like most about circumcised cocks?" he asked. "A long shaft
with a tight cut?"

"Yeah, course. But best of all I like a real thick fucking glans. You know
really HUGE. I remember reading about one guy who said he reckoned the
sexiest helmet would be one that was twice the thickness of the stem. But
that's mebbe going a bit too far"

To any casual observer on the beach, Andy was standing in front of another
handsome young man, chatting, hands on hips in relaxed fashion. But Andy's
left hand had surreptitiously slipped between his belly and his trunks,
discreetly moving around within.

"I can't offer anything like that," he smiled, "but my knob isn't exactly
small."

As he uttered the words, the left hand pulled aside the legband of his
speedos sufficiently to allow the cockhead to emerge into the sunshine..

Vince was hypnotised by the beautiful plum-colored glans peering out from
the left of Andy's crotch, magnificently swollen and pulsing as he spoke.
"Approve?" he asked.

"Fucking beautiful, man. Not twice as thick as the shaft but what a
mushroom. Jeez! `d love to clamp my lips round that and suck it out. It's
got such a deep cumslit, too. I need to curl my tongue-tip and slide into
it. Oh FUCK! Can't we go somewhere?"

"Believe me, I really WANT to. But I just gotta go. Thought I'd let you
have a look at the cock."

The pre-ejaculate flowing so freely and greasily from the cumslit was
making the cockhead glisten, and after taking another discreet look to left
and right, Andy pushed out even more of the cock. He gently moved his hand
round the glans in a corkscrew motion. His breathing had gathered pace and
hoarseness. The young man was closer to the edge than he'd realised. He
tensed. The muscles rippled the length of his legs and thighs up which a
delicious sensation was creeping. His mouth opened wide in a kind of
surprised gasp.

SUCH A LOOSE CIRCUMCISION

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm fucking well gonna cum. Oh, shit!"

The exposed and gleaming glans executed a series of intense pulses,
swelling to capacity as it loosed off a jagged streak of white juice that
rippled through the air.

Vince urged him on towards an orgasm in loud words of obscenity, his own
cock as taut as a steel rod.

"Shoot it, baby. Shoot all that cream outta that big circumcised
cock.  Jeez! That massive cockhead. Cum for me dude. Spray me with spunk Oh
YEAH! Beautiful! Keep shooting. Squirt it all over my face"

With the fifth spasm, the cock unloaded its final spurt of babymaking
fluid, splattering across Vince's eager face."

With another cautious glance around the beach, Andy squeezed the penis in a
milking fashion, coaxing out the final few drops of translucent magic cream
lurking in the length of the urethra.

Vince watched every single drop, transfixed at the juice and the sheer
beauty of the rounded contours of the circumcised dick sticking out hard at
an angle from the young man's crotch.

Andy was gazing down at his cock with equal satisfaction at a job well
done. His breath was rapid and deep.

After a minute of seeing the last drop squeeze out, he spoke with a slight
croak.

"Man, I'm so fuckin' sorry. But I just gotta go. I'd really like to hang
out and play and suck with that meat of yours. It looks so hot. And so
fucking circumcised tight. That brown ring round the shaft is so HOT for
me. But I really have to go or I got problems."

He looked around once more, then glanced down.

"Oh shit! Just look what I've done. Fuck it."

Some teardrops of spunk, still warm from the glans glittered, reflecting
the bright sunlight as it clung to the fine layer of golden down on his
left leg. Thickly, the viscous sperm began slowly sliding down his leg.
Andy bent over briefly, collected it on the fingers of his right hand and
smeared it across his tongue.

"Sorry dude. I'm gonna be SO late. Sorry. Wanted to shoot you off too." He
was moving slowly away, backwards.

"Hot cock you got there dude, his head nodding in a sign of regret. And
those balls looks so FULL."

He broke into a loping run, obviously in the general direction of his
car. As Vince watched the figure slowly padding along the sand, Andy turned
round, looked back twice and waved a friendly farewell.

Vince's eyes followed his retreat with a deep sense of regret. His hand was
in his crotch, index finger tracing circles rapidly round the sensitive rim
of his glans. Noting the black spot spreading as his precum soaked
stickily into his trunks he realised he'd need to walk discreetly into the
bushes behind the fringe of palm trees for a minute or two of satisfying
self-gratification.

RUB  'N  CUM

Cockfucking...one circumcised one uncut

It’s a good sexual experience for some guys but most of those I’ve talked about it with seem to know either nothing or very little about it; most can’t even pronounce it.

I’m talking about frottage. And it isn’t “frottij” to rhyme with “cottage”.  It’s FROT-arzh. (“arzh” as in garage).

The act of rubbing against the body of another person, as in a crowd, to attain sexual gratification.

Now we know what we’re talking about let’s get into it.

I know that on the subways in various countries I have experienced frottage during crowded rush hours, when you can sometimes feel somebody behind you pushing gently and :accidentally” If you respond a little for encouragement you’ll soon feel the rigid cock behind you gently rubbing on your ass. Sometimes it happens face to face if the train’s really crowded.

Then you can actually look into the guy’s eyes and say with yours “I can feel that fuckin’ hard cock of yours pushing against mine and I like it. I wish I could reach down, grip your zipper and slip the monster out.

I’ve just managed to see one guy with his cock out being fondled until he shot, pointing the dick down to the floor to dispose of his load.

But though you might find that rubbing exciting, I preferred to “frot” in comfort.

When I was a kid I often read books and magazines lying on the floor, resting my chin on my knuckles.

One day, reading something sexy, my cock was hard as an iron rod, and when I wriggled a little it made my cockhead feel great.  So I rolled and wriggled more.  Suddenly I could feel my face flushing and I had an amazing orgasm.   I didn’t shoot juice at the time, but my cockhead felt like it would burst with the pleasure. Oh MAN! 

With this discovery I began to take a great interest in reading on the floor and rolling around on my cock.

One night during a sleepover I had been playing with my buddy from school’s cock. He was breathtakingly good looking and his cock was the model for what I would always think best. It was good and thick, the same good length as mine and circumcised perfectly with a glans that ran down the top of his meat like a German helmet. His cock was superbly tight.

I had sucked him and made him cum, after which he pulled me over on to his stomach and more or less moved my body over his stomach still sticky with his spunk.

My cock went even harder than it already was and I began to feel the tingle in my inflated cock.

“Are you feeling nice? Feeling nice?” he breathed.

Ii could hardly reply “Oh yeah” I was so dizzy with lust.

The orgasm I had was enormous and he would often say afterwards “Do you want to put it across?”

In other words, did I want to place my cock and balls over his, warm and hard, and roll about til I came.

When you see sex clips advertised as “frot” they usually have two guys standing up facing each other and dry humping until they blow a load on each other.

But you can get great pleasure from rubbing your cock anywhere on another guy.  Try it with your cock in the crack of his ass, sliding gently up and down as if you were a straight guy tit-fucking.

If he’s in tune with your sexy mood he’ll gyrate his buns around to help you get off….and enjoy the feeling of your dick massaging his ass and eventually finger the slime you leave on his ass and back.

You might be one of those dudes who gets excited sliding his cock across another guy’s lips or face and moving back and forth.  If it makes you cum a big sticky load, frot yourself cross-eyed. Enjoy!

A variation on this is INTERCRURAL INTERCOURSE - or fucking between the legs.

There are some real hot videos of this around and I love them.  One shows two good-looking guys eyeing each other up as they play with their hardening cocks. One soon saunters over to the other and starts kissing and fondling.  Eventually he moves around behind the other dude, slides his cock between his and starts a slow fucking motion.   It’s great to watch from the front because you see the fattened head of his hard cock appear from under the other guy’s balls, stroking or fucking back and forth.

Both hot panting dudes get worked up and excited, so it’s not long before the guy fucking from behind has his orgasm - which is when you see great gushes of his white honey spurting out and dropping in glooping elastic blobs on to the ground. 

I think the uncircumcised guy might be a little better off with this kind of fucking.  Instead of greasing up his hard cock, he can push and pull in and out to fuck while the other guy’s legs hold his foreskin.

TRY IT! IT'S HOT TO FROT!!! 

SUCK THE NEW YEAR IN!

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Perfect Portland Penis 

These two young guys suck heartily and expertly on prime meat. 

This cock will appeal to those who prefer to see a hot, tight cut with a barely detectable "join",,,,Superb circumciser at work,.

However I still like to see the very obvious "cigar band" scar of circumcision 

DUDES WHACK TOOLS

Both young dudes are tight cut...so they know exactly  how to fondle, jerk and suck a circumcised cock.   The dude in the chair just fuckin' LOVES his penis whacked off.  See how he stretches his young legs, tighter and tighter, like they were going to pump out his torrent of spunk 

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 THE IRRESISTIBLE PENIS 

Don't know about you but I can see a huge sausage of manmeat hanging down the right leg of this guy's shorts pushing against the fabric, dying to be released. And from the clear circle at the tip of that meat I would guess this guy was circumcised perfectly

And those  of us with "the eye" for cock know precisely what that tube is sticking up from his crotch


USING COCK
“Mutual pleasure is the key. The first thing to do is to get to know your partner’s penis. Look at it. Fondle it. Yes, even worship the circumcised length of the

tool. Treat the entire genital area as one area. Some parts are more receptive and sensitive than others. It is your duty as a lover to find and stimulate these areas

“How do I do that?” 

“Take and hold your lover’s cock and balls in the palm of your hand. Look at them and study them. Bring your lips to the base of his balls. Make love to them; lick them with your tongue. Run your lips up his shaft flitting your tongue tip in and out tickling the shaft. Use only the tip of your tongue to run up and down the underside of his cock. As you do this, you will soon learn his erotic zones. Many people think all they have do is to turn their mouths into a vacuum cleaner or a cunt hole. NOT TRUE. Mouth suction and bobbing of the head up and down alone will make him orgasm, but that’s nothing more than another form of masturbation. Giving titillating pleasure is the real story behind being a great cocksucker. Just remember that as a man, you know how you would like it. All you have to do to your partner is what you would want done to you. That is why they say that only gay men know how to give the best blow jobs.” 
“But how do you make him blow his load, if not by suction?” Joseph queried. 
“The cock head is the answer. The cockhead is the detonator of his atomic bomb. Work on the head and the area around the cockhead, both with the tongue and the lips. After a bit of experience you can even use your teeth to lightly scrape over the head. I’ve had a great blowjob where the guy just blew air over the end of my cock. Work the end of the dick head with your tongue. It’s not the suction that drags the cum out of the balls. It’s the stimulation. Hell, by stimulation you can make him feel like his cum is coming, not from his balls but, from the tips of his toes.” 
“You make it sound so easy…you won’t laugh if I make a mistake.” 
“Joseph, Joseph, I’ll never ever laugh AT you; only WITH you.” Richard said, kissing and hugging him. He began to feel Joseph’s fingers touch his balls, and he moaned and said, “You know I think that’s the first time you have done that to me and it feels so good. Yeahhhhh, that’s the ticket. That’s what I mean, don’t be afraid. I guarantee they won’t break.” 

 

BACK ROOM BOY

Then, one night, I went to the same night club with the back room I could draw a map of in my sleep, with all the dirty nooks and crannies.The surprise of this night was a guy a few years younger than I was, about the same age I had been when I experienced my first time at a back room. Mmm, he reminded me of myself. How shy yet horny I had been whenI first got there. He was in his early twenties, with a slim build, a little muscle, like a dancer. If only he would notice me. If only he would respond to me. If only he would stay a little longer..      He did.He surely noticed me, and seemed to enjoy me looking at him, BUT.. I couldn't touch.. He just wouldn't allow me to touch his shoulder, his hands. Instead he started feeling up his bulge, stroking it until it started to grow.            Oh man! He was so close to me, yet so far away, totally within physical reach, his body just inches from mine, but worlds apart.            Our eyes met for a brief moment. He soon looked away from me,returned my gaze again with a slight Mona Lisa-like smile, an then closed his eyes.            I swear I could have died the instant he opened his fly and took out his fat dome-headed cock. Yum! He started jerking off then and there, very slowly and.. well, tenderly! His dick was deep olive, a few shades darker than the rest of his skin, of modest size, but very evenly and nicely shaped with a distinct circumcision ring circling his shaft.   Oh, I longed so much for him. I wanted to taste his cock so badly!But, still, I couldn't touch.            As he kept stroking, slowly increasing the tempo and the intensity,I couldn't help myself and freed my raging boner from my pants. Mmm, that felt so good! And to my surprise, he didn't seem to mind at all.

 .

            He was all about pleasuring himself, with great passion. Where many other people go for the kick of exposing themselves to others, his pleasure  seemed to be mostly self-created and self-derived. While he went to the point of oozing precum, I almost fainted of the smell reaching my nostrils. So delicious, such joy in seeing him really enjoying himself, caressing his balls, reaching ever higher levels of lust. If ever there was a poster boy for masturbation, it would be this guy. He didn't needanything or anybody to experience bliss, it seemed.            When he started moaning, I felt he wasn't doing it to turn me on, or someone else for that matter, but himself.            One last time I tried to touch him, but he politely moved my hand away. He didn't need me, which stirred my arousal through the roof, as it made him so much more desirable.
            When he finally came, he shot triumphantly thick ropes of juice, splattering the walls, falling down to the floor.            My whole body tingled from delight.

DENVER DICK...hot Colorado cocks

This cute dude was invited round to have  drink with an older guy.  After one or two the guy said he could see the clear outline of the young stud's cock in the leg of his pants, Even mentioned the visible circle of the cockhead.

This triggered off  hardening of the young stud's penis, and it took only a short time before his friend began to rub the tube in his shorts.

With precum beginning to gather quickly on his slit the young stud ordered him to help him take off his pants.

The fucking cock was SO erect  it almost hurt. The crimson KNOB was swollen violently and dripping juice.

It felt unbelievably good when the man closed his lips round the circumcised beauty and began to gently lick it as he worked the tight shaft up and down. 

If it felt good to see his puffed-up glans disappearing in and out of the guy's mouth, he nearly went mad when he felt for the first time, a warm wet tongue inserting itself into his asshole. He nearly screamed with delight and had to hold back to avoid blowing his load. But not for long. "Oh yeah, man. Right up my asshole,"  The excitement was so intense his rigid dick throbbed and twitched as spurt after spurt of male seed pumped from his widened cockslit

Well I reckon Denver must have a doc who gives a perfect high and tight.  Look how lucky this sexy dude has been in getting his barrel of cock circumcised.  What a fucking beautiful KNOB

This young dude is in desperate need of fucking up the tight ass. In this position his hole is pulled apart, eager to feel the brushing of a bloated slippery COCK-KNOB against his sphincter. 

There's something hugely SEXY about this young man.

I wanna lick repeatedly all over and into his bronzed body, finger his hole and take the glans deep[

GUY WITH FORESKIN WORSHIPS CIRCUMCISED MEAT

He felt a warm stirring in his groin at the thought of the hot athletic stud he'd sucked off in the main library just last week. The stud was on the A&M lacrosse team, a real hunky number.

The guy had dropped by the library's third floor men's restroom, still dressed in his lacrosse team uniform that he'd worn during that afternoon's match.:   The well-built jock had definitely been looking for someone to suck his cock.  

He had been standing at one of the restroom's two urinals. The young guy stood there, not looking at Mike, but fumbling with the drawstrings of his maroon satin athletic shorts.  He also wore a maroon and white striped shirt that Mike knew was issued only to the university's lacrosse

team players, maroon and white athletic socks emblazoned with the A&M logo and a pair of maroon-colored Nike shoes.

Soon, the lacrosse jock got the strings untied and slowly pushed his shorts down in front just enough to reveal a bulging white jockstrap, straining to hold in its precious male cargo, the swelling helmet clearly showing through 

the fabric. . He hesitated a moment, then quickly reached in one side of the jock and pulled out his cock.

Mike nearly gasped with excitement as he took in the sight of the stud's big cock.  The thick cock, circumcised tight and  crisscrossed with a network of light blue veins, had to be more than seven inches long---and it was still soft!

Mike's own prick started to fill and lengthen as he continued to stare with awe and desire at the oversized male sausage that was hanging from the guy's crotch.  The jockstud put one hand over the bottom of his jock, as if to

cradle his cotton-covered balls, and wrapped the other hand around the shaft of his dick.  He left the mushroom shaped head uncovered.  And then, much to Mike's delight, he began to slowly squeeze and pull his oversized teenshaft, which quickly began to grow.

By now, Mike was making no pretense of his interest.  His own cock was stretching into a full hardon, a solid eight inches of horny teen cock.  His left hand moved slowly but rhythmically along his shaft while his right hand absently twirled his nuts around in their wrinkled sack.  His eyes never left the one-eyed circumcised serpent that was steadily growing and swelling, thanks to the expert handling it was receiving from its master.

                                                  

The jockstud finally turned and looked at Mike, lust and desire burning in his dark green eyes.  Mike gave him a quick smile, then slowly licked his lips suggestively.  He turned and looked toward the two commode stalls across the

room, then looked back into the jock's smoldering green eyes.  The athlete nodded his head, answering Mike's silent question.  He quickly stuffed as much of his cock as he could back into his cotton jockstrap, then walked over to the

stall and waited.

Mike didn't bother hiding his boner.  He brazenly turned and walked toward the booth, his uncircumcised prick bouncing stiffly and jutting proudly in front of him like a knight's jousting pole.    All he could think about was the hot, hung and horny circumcised jockstud hiding less than a foot away from him in the next stall.

His prick tingled with excitement and anticipation.  He rolled back the generous foreskin from his hardened teencock.  A drop of clear teen precum had already formed at the tip of his prick.  Mike carefully teased it up onto the

crown of his cock and then gently massaged the oily substance across the head until it glistened.  He could barely suppress a moan.  He slid his foreskin forward and back, moistening it with his natural lube.

The bathroom door had barely closed behind the guy who had interrupted them when Mike sank to his knees and reached under the partition to motion the jockstud to do the same.  The stall walls weren't very big, so there was plenty

of room for the two of them to maneuver between the booths.

Caressing the guy's muscular ass through the smooth satin shorts fabric with his right hand, Mike tugged down the front of the sexy shorts with his left until the jock-covered cock was fully visible.  His heart pounded with anticipation.  The heavy, masculine aroma of the guy's hot, sweaty crotch

blasted from the well-packed jock, overwhelming him.  His mouth watered.  His hand slowly reached up to cup and fondle the elastic jock material that snugly surrounded the sweat-soaked teenage treasures that awaited him.  He could feel the covered mound pounding and pulsing with excitement, and his hand trembled a little as he slowly increased his pressure on the throbbing teenmeat.

His fingernails gently stroked the steamy scrotum.  The lacrosse stud  sucked in his breath, eagerly waiting for Mike's next move.  Mike smiled, pleased to know he was now fully in control and would soon be giving this sweaty stud everything he expected and needed-and then some!

He then slipped a hand along the elastic waistband of the sweaty, teen-scented jockstrap and slowly pulled it down.   The waistband caught for a moment on the throbbing purple cockhead that strained as if to burst free from the fabric, but Mike redoubled his efforts and to his delight he began pulling the hardened cockshaft down along with the strap.  Inch by inch, he worked the sweat soaked jockstrap down, down, down the stud's hardened thighs.  The big, nicely circumcised pulsing prick bent downward with the pressure of the tight strap.

The jockstud's tightly muscled thighs gave little resistance.  The elastic slid easily across the sweat slickened skin until the rim of the large, mushroom shaped cockhead slowly edged into view.  Mike continued stroking and rubbing the large testicles through the jock material as they, too, were slowly released from their confining pouch as the jockstrap descended.  

He gently tugged the jockstrap downward again, then gave in to his excitement and impatiently and roughly jerked it down and out until the final inch of material popped off the teen stud's luscious piece.  The hard, heavy rod snapped up, smacking against the guy's taut abdomen.  It quickly popped back down and remained quivering and pointing upward at a 45-degree angle from its hairy base of thick black curls, jutting outward, stiff and proud. The

circumcised helmet-head, shiny with sweat, proudly capped a thick, veined shaft of young manhood that Mike estimated to be about eight inches long.  He could barely get his hand around the fat boner.

The two large balls, now completely free of their jockstrap prison, hung almost to the floor below the pulsing prick.  

"Suck me!" the athlete hissed impatiently, more like a plea than an order.

Mike chuckled.  He had this one turned on now, that's for sure!  Happy to comply with the horny stud's wishes, Mike slowly moved his mouth closer and closer to the upward thrusting shaft.  Deliberately teasing his eager young prey, he slowly grasped the pounding prick and squeezed it gently, marveling at the heat it generated against his cool palm and fingers.  The powerful cut rod throbbed and

lurched in his grasp.  The muscled jock pushed his crotch forward, vainly attempting to thrust his knob into Mike's
mouth

The piss slit, by now leaking copious amounts of clear teen precum, grazed Mike's hovering lips.  The sticky fluid clung to his upper lip as the prick pulled back, leaving a long streamer of clear nectar hanging momentarily between

the flaring cockhead and Mike's eager tongue.  He quickly swiped at the strand with his tongue, delighted with the salty-sweet taste of a college youth in his prime.  He flicked his tongue out again and lapped up the rest of the sweet

stud-honey that continued to ooze from the swollen glans.

His fingers worked along the slick shaft, squeezing and releasing rhythmically.  The player squirmed in agonized ecstasy as his dick was lovingly milked and manhandled by this expert, cock-hungry Corps freshman.  Finally, after a few more tugs and twists on the heavy teenhammer, Mike brought his mouth up under the silky-sacked orbs and began licking them, one after the other,again and again, until they shone and dripped with his spit.

"Oh yeah...that's it, man... oh yeah...lick those balls!" moaned the jock."Get under those balls, buddy!  Yeah...that's it...lick out that sweat.  Get that hot jock out of that crotch, dude.  Yeah, you know what I need.  You

know what you want...you want those hot balls...yeah...lick 'em.  Lick `em, dude.  Ohhh...oh man...that hot tongue...oh God, stroke those hot nuts, baby, they're building up a big fucking wad just for you...oh man...yeah, suck `em, stud

..suck `em!  Work `em over good, buddy.  Yeah, that's it! Oh...ohhh...Yeah...ungh...oh yeah, stroke `em...oh man, those balls are hot, buddy.  Oh yeah...do it some, buddy...lick my creamers. 

Mike kept working over the oversized balls with his tongue, laving and stroking them from side to side in their low-hanging sac.  Then he gently suckled first one, then the other, into his mouth, firmly washing each one with his tongue.  The stud groaned and moaned, his breathing becoming more labored with each tongue-stroke across his roiling nads. Mike knew this guy wouldn't last much longer if he kept this up, so he reluctantly relinquished the now thoroughly spit-slickened ovals and ran his tongue up and along the length of the precum-coated cockshaft from balls
to glans.

Pulling back slightly, he worked his tongue across the guy's cock, paying close attention to the sensitive nerve endings of the massive cockhead where the skin disappeared into the piss slit.

"Oh God!  Oh man...omigod...that is good!  That is sooo fuckin good, stud...oh man you suck so good...I can't believe you're doing me so deep  like this...oh yeah...ungh...oh...oh keep it up!  Lick and suck that dick, buddy...oh yes...oh

man...yeah, buddy, eat my hot piece, buddy, suck on that hot meat...oh yeah, buddy...that's it, suck on that hot jock cock, buddy, suck my meat...

Mike  continued bobbing his head up and down, pistoning back and forth along the smooth, slick teenshaft.

Each stroke seemed to make the skin tighten even more around the granite-hard shaft.  He could feel the tension building in the jock stud's balls as they slowly drew up tight and close to the base of the pounding cock.

Mike's fingers, now slick with saliva that dripped from the rod from his eager cocksucking, stroked and rubbed along the smooth, nearly hairless scrotum.  He feathered his fingers along the area between the guy's ballsack and

his asshole, eliciting more groaning and moaning.  He could feel the excitement surging and building through the veins of the teenager's pounding rod.  He continued to suck him closer and closer to sexual nirvana.

Yeah...That's...it...almost...there...almost...oh yeah...OH FUCK-YEAH!!!!"

Suddenly, the jock's heavy prick surged and pulsed, then went completely rigid, and began thrusting in quick, short strokes into Mike's hot, waiting mouth.  The stud tensed a final time, his body shaking and twitching with excitement, then he arched his back and pushed his crotch as far forward as he could.  Mike heard him whimpering with excitement and pleasure as his orgasm crashed through his hard-muscled body.

The perfect purple helmet, blood-filled with stud proudly showing off his circumcised sexual equipment hoping to enticed some guy with a warm, welcoming mouth