Born in Ohio in 1960 into a large family. Graduated high school in 1979. Went to college in Chicago, staying with an uncle who was a trucker. In my spare time I started traveling with him to keep him company on long drives. I found I liked to stop off in diners and truck stops in small towns. My older brothers had introduced me to male/ male sex, but it was my uncle who really taught me how to please a man with my mouth and ass. He would have sex with me in every motel room we stayed at as we drove back and forth through the Midwest. Sometimes he would trade me off to one of his trucker buddies, and then I'd have a cock drilling my ass up and down the East Coast. Needless to say I dropped out of school, as I could learn a lot just seeing the countryside. But, really, how much of the countryside can one see through a truck stop glory hole? Did this for six years, finally got a job in a diner in Council Bluffs, Iowa. Met and married one of the waitresses there. After about 4 years together, I realized she had an itch that I couldn't scratch. She began to seek out other men, fellow cooks and customers, and it was many the time that she would leave work before me, and by the time I got home, her pussy would be getting pumped full of sperm from a young stud, or a sweaty, burly trucker.I found that I liked to watch, and so I became a cuckolded husband, actually going out to find men to bring home for her. But, often times, I would be searching for a cock to play with myself.So after about 4 or 5 more years of cuckoldery, my wife and I divorced amicably, and I went back to Ohio to be closer to my family. So I still like to eat and fuck pussy, and also like to have a man writhing under my hot tongue action. I'm addicted to porn and sex. I can't get enough.
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I squatted over that huge monster, my sore hole resting on the smooth head. I tried to sit down--couldn't. That cockhead was too big. You'd think that with what my ass had just been through, it would go right in, but it just wouldn't fit. I gritted my teeth, and tried again. Hal just smiled, reached down and grabbed my ankles. With a quick yank, he pulled my legs out from under me, and down...
Added 17 Jan 2012 | Category Gay Male
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William held the pestle against my butthole. I could feel how cold it was. He told me to take a deep breath, and slowly pushed it in. My ass spread wide, wider than ever before, wider than my brothers or Uncle Jake ever made it wide. It popped past my anal ring and the muscles closed over the glass shaft as the head decended into the depths of my rectum, spreading those walls, seeking out...
Added 05 Jan 2012 | Category Gay Male
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That big, black cock hit my tonsils, as it sought the entrance to my gullet. My eyes grew big as saucers as I took six, seven, eight inches into my mouth and still was looking at least three more extending from my lips. The man paused, letting my throat get used to the girth, as tears welled up in my eyes. I grabbed his butt cheeks with both hands and pulled him closer ; I figured if I was...
Added 31 Dec 2011 | Category Gay Male
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There I was, sitting on the floor, leaning back against the bed, my head tilted back on the mattress. The trucker's butt swayed above me, as he slowly bent his knees, decending his meaty globes down to my face. His ass grew larger in my field of view, and then . . . contact ! My nose was in his trench, my tongue slithering from my mouth to tickle his anal eye, his sweaty balls resting on...
Added 29 Dec 2011 | Category Gay Male
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On the first day of Christmas My true love gave to me: A handjob under the tree. On the second day of Christmas My true love gave to me: Two tickled balls, And a handjob under the tree. On the third day of Christmas My true love gave to me: Three wet holes, Two tickled balls, And a handjob under the tree. On the fourth day of Christmas My true love gave to me: Four nipple clamps, Three...
Added 11 Dec 2011 | Category Love Poems
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I had to go downtown one morning to get my cholesterol checked. Doctor's orders. After I gave a couple vials of blood at the lab, I was on my way home, and realized I was just a couple of blocks away from the Adult Movie House that I go to about twice a month. It was only about 8:45 in the morning, but I usually go there in the afternoon or at night. More action at those times. I was...
Added 02 May 2011 | Category Gay Male
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Even thought I didn't get a warning from my landlord (see Old Yeller, part 2), I thought it best if I laid low for a while and not disturb the peace in my building. But, in the week that followed my hot fuck by the landlord, I had no cock up my ass and I was seriously in heat. My nephews were getting antsy too, coming over to my place, sniffing around, trying to coax me into giving in....
Added 28 Apr 2011 | Category Gay Male
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With my nephews regularly fucking me, it's no wonder that some of the neighbors in my apartment building would start to complain. My landlord even called me into his office and told me that one guy thought I was being kidnapped (or worse) and almost called the police before he realized I was getting buttfucked. My landlord asked if it had felt good, and I said that, yeah, they were cries...
Added 24 Apr 2011 | Category Gay Male
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My nephews have discovered my vast collection of porn, and they're coming over an awful lot to look at it and watch the movies. I don't mind, because I'm spending good, quality time with them. Scotty, he's 19 and in college. His last class is over about the same time I get off work, so sometimes he'll swing by the restaurant, and give me a lift home. He'll always ask if I have any new...
Added 21 Apr 2011 | Category Gay Male
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I stand alone in the evening In the shadows on the field. Beside a stream I dare to dream Her love will finally be revealed. The note I sent said "wait for me In the shadows on the field." Did she read it, did she heed it, Or was the letter not unsealed? My love for her will scintillate, Erasing shadows on the field. Is she waiting, hesitating, Or will her love remain concealed? No sound...
Added 16 Jan 2011 | Category Love Poems
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