1. Red Snake Tattoo


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Jon39, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    basement I would coax them into bouts of wrestling during which I tried to stimulate their young, urgent libidos. A surprising number of them succumbed. Yes, I sucked their cocks. I sucked the short thick dicks, the long thin dicks and, when lucky, the long and thick ones that were crowned with those gleaming red helmets. It was fun. Then I met Cathy, my first girlfriend. We made love at her house one day and I never looked back. From that moment forward it was girls, girls, girls. Dick, as they say, was history. Now I was 28, newly married to an attractive woman. I was a homeowner. I had a good job at a bank where I was about to become a manager. Everything was looking up until I ran into this clever little cunt Daniel with his perfect body and his smug, triumphant smile, expertly working my dick like some teen boy-vixen. Somehow I managed to stumble out of the garden center and into my car, still nursing a wild erection. Halfway home I could stand it no longer. I pulled into the dirt road of a secluded wooded area. When I yanked down my pants my cock leaped. I closed my eyes and thought of Daniel's snake, his finger stroking it. I thought of his muscular ropes, the thick vein coursing down along his bicep like a blue river of dreams. In three strokes I came, shuddering and moaning. It was messy but wonderful. It was an orgasm for the ages. I spent the rest of the day doing chores around the house. Cindy was out food shopping when her garden supplies arrived, delivered by ...
    none other than young, shirtless Daniel. He carried the box of goods in a way that showcased his dramatic arms, the cords and veins straining as if ready to burst. This time there was no slow, steady erection - it was instantaneous. BOOM! It made that noise. I swear it did! My heart was pounding in my cock. He put down the box and leaned back against the kitchen counter facing me. Once again he wore that shit-eating grin. Already my knees were buckling and my body was trembling. Again, in a matter of seconds, he'd rendered me helpless. He laughed and said, "Dude, you should see yourself." When he began stroking his chest I snapped. I lunged forward and covered the tattoo with my mouth, sucking furiously on his fingers, kissing and licking the red snake for all I was worth. He said, "Hah, I knew this was gonna happen." I covered his hard pecs with licks and kisses. I put my hands on his shoulders, they felt like blocks of wood. I squeezed his firm biceps. He accommodated me by tightening those muscles hard against my fingertips. Stroking his wooden biceps I moaned and he said, "Oh boy, this is gonna be fun." I moved lower, brushing my lips across his moist, rigid abs. When the sweet scent of his sweat flooded my nostrils I nearly came in my pants. When my knees hit the floor his trousers dropped and his cock rose to greet me. I knew immediately that I'd hit the jackpot. It was an incredible specimen, long, thick, veined, hairless. It's fat red dome was absurdly swollen. I looked ...
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