Tag: cock and balls

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by ccallenreese

“Quintus,” I sigh. My slave is hopeless. We’re having a heat wave here in Rome and he’s trying to cool down by dumping an amphora full of water over his body. The thin muslin clings to every curve and becomes fully transparent. He looks down at himself and seems to just realize this. He looks up at me and gives me a sheepish look, “I didn’t think it’d be so transparent, Sir…”
I let my eyes linger on his long, dark cock. His nickname is Horse for a reason. It’s brutally hot here but all I want to is to take him to bed and ravish his body as he cries out and grabs the pillow. I walk up to him and hold it in my hand, shocked at how hot it is even with all that water on him.

“Come join me in the gardens… it’s cooler there under the trees. I’ll have some servants bring some figs and chilled wine. All this heat is built up in your lovely, vulgar penis boy…you’re going to damage your beautiful sperm. As your Master it is my job to care of you and make sure you’re in optimal health. Now come.”
“Yes sir,” he purrs, setting down the amphora. Quintus tries to tug down his blouse and realizes it’s pointless and gives up, letting himself hang out. My slaves are nearly nude in loinclothes all the time anyway, but he is still so shy. I can sense him burning in embarrassment as everyone eyes us jealously as we walk to the gardens with my arm around his wet waist. I make sure they all see the brand on his ass as we stroll past…he is mine, and will always be mine.

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by ccallenreese

Sev and Igor come from a rural village where they have a strange tradition. Upon reaching 20, two men of comparable size will couple to strengthen the bond between families and to erase any simmering grudges from their youth. They determine which one bottoms by grabbing onto eachother’s cocks; first one to smile or laugh loses. Since they were away from home at college when they both turned 20, they only had eachother to complete the tradition. I was a bit worried how our frat would feel about this homo-erotic practice, but they were all in favor of cultural sensitivity. They got into the spirit of things by placing bets. Igor lost. I bet for Sev and made out like a bandit.

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Text is fictional; source is Randy Blue.

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by ccallenreese

My boy loves to wear leather, it makes him feel damn kinky and he knows he looks amazing in it. Problem is, people associate men in leather with men of authority. Also because he’s bald, and has that sexy German accent, it gives off a particular kind of impression in the BDSM scene. I’m shorter than he is, and with my long hair, people don’t immediately get we’re in a relationship or that I own his pert little ass.

I took him to our annual Leather BBQ in the Park event wrapped up like a birthday present, and when I wasn’t there to supervise he kept finding himself with all sorts of unwanted company. He knew how to handle it though without saying a word. All he had to do was tug down his pants and show off his locked cock, and they knew immediately he was off limits and taken. That cage was pretty expensive for a piece of plastic, but the protection it provides is worth every penny. On the flip side though, a chaste boy attracts a whole bunch of Masters and Doms wanting to examine him and consider one for their own boys. That’s my cue to go over there and answer questions. Lots of gloved hands caressed his balls that day, making him more horny than ever and encouraging him to stick close to my side in hopes of relief. I’m not sure he’d consider it relief to be milked in front of the entire group, but he got it none the less. He really is entirely too gorgeous for his own good, I just had to share.

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Text is fictional.

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by ccallenreese

Roger had been trying to get his pup to stay still for the last fifteen minutes so the photographer could get an artistic shot of him completely nude. It wasn’t working. Everything was so interesting for Todd, so distracting, so many things to smell, lick, hump. Without the pup’s collar on though, there was no way to control or corral 180 pounds of over-stimulated muscled puppy. The photographer was exasperated, so Roger decided to try one last tactic – bribery.

Roger called his boy on the stool – “Come on Todd, up!” and he clambered up, careful not to sit on anything that would hurt. He had quite a boner going, more out of excitement than arousal. The photographer had his finger on the trigger, waiting for Roger to get Todd in place. The pup was losing his grip and about to slide off when off to the side, Roger whistled to get his attention and shook a package of rabbit shaped Peeps. The pup looked sharply to his left at his favorite candy, and in that moment of distraction, the photographer got his shot. The pup immediately hopped off the stool and hurried over to his Master’s legs, begging for one and whimpering.

Roger pulled out a pink Peep and gave it to Todd, petting him on the head as he chewed it eagerly. “Good boy.”
The photographer whooped, “Roger, come see this photo, it’s fantastic!”
He jogged over to get a look. He was right, it was flawless. Exactly what he wanted. Roger ordered a large print of it and hung it in his office so everyone could see his pride and joy.

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Text is fictional. Gormax Photography responsible for shot; model’s name is Tom.

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by ccallenreese

“So…Mike tells me you clean dormrooms if the men are naked?”
“Yes sir.”
“Polite, too. I like that. I also like that you’re not ashamed in being honest with what you want. Well, my roommate and I have made a mess of this place. Just kind of got out of control after finals.”
He glances over my shoulder into my room. Where most people would cringe at the amount of work needed, his eyes sparkle, knowing the potential for big rewards. “I can get it done today. You have a lovely cock Sir, I’d be happy to work for it.”
I can’t help but reach down and give my cock a couple tugs. He watches me intently. “You have your eyes on the prize hm. Get to work, I’ll be watching …and jacking off. I’ll let you swallow if you’re making fast progress.”
“Yes sir!”

He was good. Matter of fact, he finished so quickly I was hesitant to let him leave so soon. So, I fucked him over my freshly made bed then coaxed him into sticking around to wash my sheets. A bottle of beer and promise of a sandwich worked. After he left, I called Mike. “Can I schedule him once a week please?”
Mike snickered, “He’s addicting isn’t he?”
“Oh his ass is so cute! Got me soooo horny watching him bend over to pick things up.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Yes, made him wash the sheets too.”
“Glad to hear that. A lot of people are shy to ask to fuck him, but to him it’s just like a bonus for a job well done.”
“That kid is gonna go far in life.”
“Mmhmm.”

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Text is fictional. I found the source with clothes on, so maybe this pic is photoshopped?

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by ccallenreese

I watch with big eyes, my throat dry, as his full heavy sac bounces and then tenses to spurt the seed out of his red and engorged cock. The way the skin slides up and down around the exposed tip is my favorite part. Love a boy with a fleshy cock, lot of extra space for him to get big and hard. Privately, I also love the way he moans when he cums and his eyelashes flutter. He’s a young stud in the sexual prime of his life. Masturbation like this is a necessity.

After he finishes, I cup those velvety balls and roll them in my hands until he’s too sensitive and asks me to stop. I drop my arm. The pants go back on. I take out my wallet and press two $20s into his hand. 
“Same time next week?”
“Yes,” he puts the money into his pocket.
As I refold my wallet, I glance at the photos of my wife and kids in the plastic sleeves. They can never know about this, about how it keeps me faithful to them. I’m just worried one day the handjobs won’t be enough anymore…and the craving for gay sex will return.

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Post is fictional. This is Kris Evans of Bel Ami.

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by ccallenreese

“No no don’t pull out! I’m so full of you and your cum… awww nooo.”
“Too sensitive to keep it in there boy, you milked me too good. Plus I wanted to see my load dripping out of your ass. Hm, your hole is still twitching for me too. I bet you spend a lot of time in this park spreading your legs to anyone with meat between their legs.”
“Please put it back in, please fuck me again,” he whimpers, “I felt so full…your cock is so long, please~”
I look around, “Hey! You over there! Come fuck this slut, he needs another cock in his ass and I’m all outta cum." 

I was happy to sit by and fondle myself as I watched the boy get a fresh, hard fucking from a horny man until my refractory period was over and I could get back in his wet, tight ass. He wrung me totally dry. God, I love this park.