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Are you working from home today? Konrad texted Elias.
I am. What’s up?
Can I come over during your lunch break? 
Sure. Bring some Vietnamese food, I’ll pay you back. Elias texted back
Konrad agreed.

He came over, knocked.
“Come in!” Elias called.
Konrad did and set the food on the side table. “Hey Elias.”
Elias came out of his office. “Hey there.”
“Heeey. I’m glad you’re free today.”
“Always nice to see you.” They exchanged a kiss, but it wasn’t a peck. Konrad pushed to deepen it.
“Woah,” Elias breathed. “I guess you are happy to see me. Do you need more than lunch sweetheart?” 
Konrad nodded sheepishly and plucked at Elias’s shirt.
“Come here.” 
They exchanged a deeper kiss. Elias pushed his hand up Konrad’s shirt. Konrad’s hand drifted south to cup Elias between the legs. Konrad began to feel warm. 
“Ok, ok sweetheart. Let’s not do this by the door. Come to my bedroom, I’ll take care of you.” 
“I’m so horny,” Konrad whimpered.
Elias chuffed at the pitiful tone in his voice. “I’ll fix that.” Elias had a feeling this was going to a long lunch – but a welcome distraction from spreadsheets. 

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Tommy Defendi and Marc Dylan
2am Booty Call (2012)

Assad could not sleep. The air conditioner wasn’t running right, and the heat of the day lingered around the house. It was just warm enough to be uncomfortable. Assad sat in front of the TV eating a bowl of cereal in his underwear. He watched the couple in the cafe in the commercial and felt jealous. Another commercial came on for a fitness apparatus. The dude was ripped. Assad’s spoon hovered over the bowl. Watching him work out triggered the butterflies in his stomach. Goddamn, he wished Mr. Buff would just walk in and dominate him. Look at the sweat drip down his pecs! Assad set his spoon down in his bowl when the lightbulb went off. Holy shit, I need to get laid.

He picked up his phone. It was long after midnight. Too late to call or text anyone, as they’d think it was an emergency. Dick emergencies were not exactly life threatening, although sometimes it really did feel that way. Assad stared at his phone screen, and after a moment, opened Grindr with a sigh. He tried to avoid apps, they were overwhelming and the infinite beefcake parade made him feel inferior. Maybe the hour would work to his advantage.

Assad set his parameters for guys and a couple results came up. He found two who listed they were tops and cool with a hook up, and messaged them. “Are you awake? I”m having a dick emergency.” A few seconds passed. Nothing. Assad sighed. He muted the TV, got up, and took his bowl to the kitchen. He had turned the water on to wash the bowl when he heard a familiar ding. He shut off the water. Did he hallucinate that?

Assad ran over to his phone. He had not! One guy, Matt, had replied.
“I am awake. What’s a dick emergency? I checked outside, didn’t see a Penis shaped Bat Signal.”
Assad chuckled to himself. “I can’t sleep. I feel like I’m going up the walls. I need to get laid, badly, or I’m going to be up until dawn.”
“You just got horny suddenly? What are you doing?”  The other guy wrote back.
“There was a hot guy working out on a commercial on TV. I got like half a boner and then it clicked.”
“Oh oh, was it the really ripped dude in that Flexinator commercial?”
“Holy shit, YES ahahah. You know what I mean then.”
“DUDE haha. I totally know. He’s so intense. All that grunting. Fyeww.” Matt wrote back with like three water droplet emojis. He added. “I don’t entirely look like that you know.”
“Honestly I think I’d be terrified to get fucked by a guy like that. I like how you look as is. You got a penis?”
“Hmm, just checked, yep.”
“Great, you’re qualified. I just showered an hour ago, I got everything, lubes, condoms…please tell me you’ll come over to some total strangers house to fuck his desperate ass in the middle of the night.”
There was a pause as Matt typed out a response. Assad held his breath. “Sweetheart, I’d be honored. I feel called to the battlefield. Just um, I’m fricking starving, is there any place open near you?”
Assad ran to the kitchen, pulled sandwich ingredients out of the fridge, and sent Matt a collage of them on the counter. “You want roast beef or turkey?”
“Daaamn! Fuck, I’ve never had a hook up make me a sandwich. Send me your address, I’m on my way. Roast beef for real, though. You got any BBQ sauce?”

Assad made a happy noise at Matt’s eagerness.
“Oh thank god,” he muttered. He sent his address to Matt, and set to making a sandwich. The man arrived fifteen minutes later.
Assad was in his underwear. Matt was in a tight black shirt and black pants from the venue he worked at. When he saw the dinner on the table, complete with chips, grapes, and a drink, he cupped Assad’s face and kissed him right on the lips.
“I am definitely going to take care of you. Anything you need, baby. I got you. Don’t you worry. This is amazing.”
They chatted. They flirted. Assad stole some grapes. It was 2 in the morning when they brushed off the crumbs and put the plate in the sink. They looked at each other.
“Bedroom?” Matt asked with a stretch.
Assad made a sweeping gesture. “This way to the Bat Cave.”
Matt clutched his heart. “Oh Bruce Wayne, I never thought the day would come! It’s so hard to know your emotions under that mask, but I always dreamed this would be real.”
Assad led Matt into his room . “If you’re Robin, and you’re a top, are you implying Robin is the top here?”
Matt wiggled his eyebrows. “Dun dun dun. Turns that little twink is a freak in the Bat Bedroom. Takes some shit out of Batman’s utility belt and like, gets down to business. Ever been tied to the bed with a grappling hook? Bruce definitely has.”
Assad was still laughing from that when Matt moved in to kiss him and he had to remember how to close his mouth.
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daddysboy223:

The level of control and dominance my stepbrother has over me is increasing day by day.

You came home from college for New Years and Christmas, and you were not pleased you finally had meet your new step-siblings. Why did your mom have to get remarried to a man who had kids? Her new husband had a son like a year older than you, and it annoyed you to suddenly have a step brother. A step brother who was more handsome, a better athlete, and a better student. And of course, he had a perfect girlfriend. Ugh. Brian annoyed you immediately.

Things took a really unexpected turn the day before Christmas. He sat down next to you on the sofa once and saw the Grindr app on your phone. You pulled your phone away, but Brian mouthed “Grindr huh?” at you, and you knew you were busted. Your mom you were gay, but why did your step family have to know? You busied yourself with getting a drink to hide how hard you were blushing. But who could blame you? You hadn’t gotten fucked in days, and being stuck in here with Brian was really really annoying. Mostly because he was annoying, but also because he was looking hotter every time you saw him in sunlight.

That evening, after everyone had gone to bed, there was a knock on your door. It was Brian. You told him to go away. He said you two needed to talk. Letting Brian in may have been a mistake – because he was in his underwear.  You asked him what that was about. Brian said he knew why you two were clashing so much, and he knew how you two could get along. And he pulled off his underwear. Christ, and he was also beautifully hung, cause of course he was.
“Wait what?” You sputtered. “You said you had a girlfriend!”
“Yeah,” Brian said. “I do. But fucking boys is a lot more fun.” And then he got on the bed. And on top of you.

So…it had gone on for the entirety of your trip home, him sneaking into your room after everyone had gone to bed. Brian was getting increasingly bold. Your need to be fucked and given release by a man was being held hostage by Brian, who saw he could claim you without competition pretty much whenever he wanted. He made a move for you in the mall bathroom. In a parking lot. In the car, while running an errand for his dad.  

You were beginning to think you’d never make it back to college without being caught! Every time you got away with having sex or fooling around, it felt like that would the last. Brian had big balls in more ways than one.

By the time you go back to Stanford, your roommates all had the same mentality, “Man, I can’t wait to get laid again. Being with my family over break gave me serious blue balls.”
You just groaned. “Different story with me, man. My new step brother sniffed me right out. He barely let me sleep!”
There wasn’t a ton of pity. Everyone agreed that any gay man worth his salt could sniff out the fact you were a rather needy bottom. Most of your mates just wanted to hear the details.

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You watch from between the blinds of your trailer window. Look at that, full moons. Not thieves prowling the construction site at all, just some horny rascals looking for a thrill and a fuck. You chuckle. Reminds you of yourself back at that age. Those boys assumed no one would be here on a Sunday. You just happened to pick this day to catch up on some work orders and paperwork as your office manager had been out with the flu. Wasn’t too much to catch up on. Definitely a little time to unzip your jeans and enjoy the show. Gotta make sure no equipment gets damaged after all. God help them if they jizz on the controls though, they’ll be cleaning it off with their tongues!

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tallmascjock4daddies:

When your instinct is to spread your legs for daddy

“Oof, lad, I’ve seen your dick a dozen times, but it always blows me away what a big gun you’re packing boy. Just a sausage…”
“You like my dick, Daddy?”
Adam reaches out to caress the shaft through the cotton. “Yeah, I like it a lot. I love that you’re hung for fucking, but you just want my cock more don’t you boy?”
Julian whimpers and nods.
“You spread your legs when I got on the bed. You want me on top of you and in you don’t you?”
Julian nodded quicker.
Adam increased his grip on Julian’s package. “You know that a man’s job in the bedroom isn’t determined by his dick size. You’re a smart boy.”
A wet spot grew in Julian’s underwear. “I’m not smart Daddy, my body just reacts to you. I just listen to it…thought it’s hard to think when you’re standing there in your jock…”
“Fuck that’s hot. Daddy’s dick is throbbing. Let’s get you lubed up, I want to be deep inside you.”

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capitolasurferdude2:

Muscular and handsome, Nixon rides a big cock for the first time. (Sean Cody models). 

Sonny was a little hesitant to ride a cock for the first time – especially one of that size! But it ended up being a lot of fuss over nothing and felt much better than he could ever anticipate. Getting his G-spot worked opened up an entire new world of pleasure Sonny could have never comprehended before. He completely forgot about even touching his own cock…he just zoned out and rode the wave.

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Brian could not believe no one was making a move on that hot daddy. He was silver as they come, but still a stud. And at his age that dick was still rock hard! Brian was getting up there and was getting fed up with both the ageist 20 year old twinks, although he knew he used to be one. He crooked his finger. “Come here Daddy.” A look of relief came over the man’s face and he came over. Brian did his best to nurse that dick and make that Daddy moan. It was such a nice piece – he could get his whole hand on it and still had inches left over to suck! His own dick got hard without even touching it.

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Horned up after their shower, being instructed to oil each-other sent them into a make-out frenzy. They began making out before the director gave the cue. They didn’t care about directors and lights and noises. They had been unlocked after being restrained for a week, and their ability to resist impulses was down to zero. There was cock, and ass, and a bed, and they were going to fuck. Eventually someone hit “record” and just let them have at it. Natural-style porn always sold well, so the directors just let the boys give in to their natural instincts to rut. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

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bumwhole:

Little bit of bum

You’re brushing your teeth when a moon appears in the part of the mirror where the fog has been wiped away. You turn and gaze at two round loafs of bread pressed against the glass. You raise an eyebrow as your boyfriend bounces his cheeks against the glass. You find it rather mesmerizing. Your boyfriend looks over his shoulder to make sure you’re watching.

You take a step forward and smack the glass where he’s standing. It made a loud noise as your palm connects with the hard surface. To your delight, he jumps anyway, although no contact was made. You chuckle. You spit out your toothpaste foam before you choke on it. You rinse and dry, and when you look over he’s still doing it, only it’s the front this time. His balls look super odd pressed against a flat surface.
You make eye contact with the young man through the opaque glass and run your finger in a straight line over where his shaft is, up and down.
He begins writing in the condensation with his own finger, but in order to do this he has to be writing backwards.
“W A N T Y O U.” He writes. The N is going the wrong way.
You press your palm to the cool surface. He presses his.

You smile in resignation. You slip out of your pajamas, open the door, and join him. Not much room in there, but you’re standing close enough together that it doesn’t really matter. 

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