My list of ***ual exploits

[Nooblet]

[Sweet Pea 50]

There goes Nooblet gaying up the thread and all....

[Chaney]

Here's a few

[Nooblet]

There goes Nooblet gaying up the thread and all....

thread's already gay from the start with all the gay escapades. Bringer reminds me of this guy only the stories are about male encounters haha

[Sweet Pea 50]

thread's already gay from the start with all the gay escapades. Bringer reminds me of this guy only the stories are about male encounters haha

Ya think?

I mean, what tipped you off?

The man on man butt cheek pounding action, or was it the vice grip hand jobs?

[Beercules]

[kadyo's]

That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight. Losing my religion trying to keep up with you and I don't know if I can do it. Oh no, I've said too much. I set it up.

This is just a dream. This is just a dream. Just a dream...

[led]

[Chief2ndzOnly!]

robust - F. Another failure of a ****, though not for lack of trying on our parts. We both ended up disappointed with the size of each other's d*cks, put our clothes back on, and had a few drinks while we pondered what it must be like to be ****ed by Canelo's ATG snake.

-Righteous- - F. Yet another failure of mine. Much like meeting a girl from the internet, he was nothing like he portrays himself online. Instead of being a suave playboy type with fists of steel and an iron c*ck that ladies fight to death for he ended up being exactly how most of us picture him - An awkward and introverted pissant with hands like a girl and a d*ck that a toddler would chuckle at.

I got him drunk enough to coax him out of his shell but the *** itself was a chore. I had to dress up as Bigfoot before he could even get an erection.

Russian Crushin - A+. A phenom of ****ing if ever I saw one. Rivaled in kinkiness only by Mannie Fresh - He put his snakes on our fully erect c*cks and the constriction made them swell to their full potential. Then he stuck his pet bird up my ass and gave me a reach around.

TheGR8TESTOAT - F. With GR8TEST, I found out the hard way that online personas aren't always true. Like -Righteous-, he showed up looking nothing like he claims. I was expecting a smaller middleweight or light heavyweight version of the Rock that would **** me into a late night visit to the emergency room. The only thing the Rock and this dorky looking prick had in common was that they both wore fanny packs and awful Hawaiian style button down shirts. But the Rock at least had the decency to leave that **** back in the 90s where it belonged.

The whole time he's ****ing me in the ass he's "big up'ing" himself, as he likes to say. "Yeah, dawg...take that d*ck" he keeps saying. "I know you ain't neva had it like this before" he says. "I'm the Ray Robinson of ass ****ing, homie" he shouts as he picked up the pace.

Meanwhile I'm there with a bemused look on my face as his infantile d*ck makes no impression on my sphincter whatsoever. He finished shortly thereafter and, when I told him what I thought of his subpar performance, he invited me to some place called Greystone Manor the following weekend and told me I could find someone there to **** me properly.

kadyo - C. Don't get me wrong, the *** was pretty good, especially by boxingscene standards. But if anything, this guy was a little too nice about it. "**** my ass like you're drilling for oil" I told him. "Okay, Mike" he replied. But then he'd get going and suddenly stop whenever I let out a groan. "You okay, Mike?" he'd inquire while stroking my back or running his fingers through my hair. "I'm fine, Kadyo. Keep ****ing me. Hard" I'd say. Then I'd get back into it and start groaning and he'd immediately halt the pounding again.

"Are you sure you're okay, Mike? I don't want to hurt you, buddy."

This persisted all night. I came close to blowing my load at least a dozen times due to his skill, but every time I was on the verge of exploding he'd either stop to see if I was okay or he'd just randomly start kissing and hugging me. Like I said - Way too nice.

Chief2ndzOnly! - A. A surprisingly tremendous ass ****er given his steadfast opposition to gays. I honestly didn't even expect to reel this big fish in, but we were over his house drinking Crown while watching 'Friday Night Fights', one thing lead to another, and before I even knew what was happening I could feel his d*ck pushing against my kidneys.

"You betta not tell anybody 'bout 'dis, mah homie" he said. "I ain't want my potnas on boxingscene finding out, ya dig?"

"Sure thing, Chief" I assured him as he continued to reconfigure the anatomy of my torso with his colossal unit.

I could tell it was awkward for Chief due to his silence from then on. His mind was likely telling him that ****ing me in the ass was wrong, but his c*ck was obviously telling him another story, as he never missed a beat.

"You gots ta bounce, potna" he said to me immediately after filling my colon up with his seed. "Mrs. Chief finna come home soon an' I ain't finna get found out" he confessed.

"I understand, Chief" I said. With those words, I pulled the empty bottle of Crown Royal from my sphincter, pulled my pants up, and walked to my car.

This is the best gotdamn thread I've seemingly the lounge in years. This mutha****a needs to be stickied (pun most definitely intended)..

[ßringer]

Glad you liked it, Chief.

Fancy another drunken chat?