Soon as my big brother moved out. I went to see what he had left behind moving were he hid his porno mags. I lifted his bottom draw under it was the spot. There was only one that I hid it under my shirt. Just in case I got seen. I hid it under my bed. Later that night alone in my room I started to look through it and it was the best one I had ever seen. It was the first time I’d ever seen a big cock and I could take my eyes off it. Two guys fucking a really hot chick and she had one up her ass and one in her pussy. Turned a few pagers and wow to guys nude pulling each other cock. Then sucking cocks in a 69. Then one guy fucking the ass off of the other one then cumming over the guys face. My cock got hard as and I pulled my self over the cock going up the guy.
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Being Bi at Home 1959-61 – Part 3
After our night at the Hotel I woke up feeling very tired and needed the full English Breakfast Betty had ordered for me, Alex had already left the Hotel and Aunty Betty had a lot of things she wished to talk to me about. You now know that I am enjoying sex with you but if you don’t already know Wendy and Vicky have had sex with me to, Wendy was the first but she told Vicky and she demanded from me that she had my attention to, Jane also joined us all in bed on a sleep over night two months ago and enjoyed being the mew member to our little circle. Alex, she continued, is 100% gay so we just enjoy going out for fun and we pick up people for the night in clubs and pub’s, thought it best if I came clean with you as now we have had some most enjoyable sex and we are going to be staying at your house in a few day’s time were I hope we will enjoy a great deal more, you fuck with love Julian not with lust and I love that, also you being bi turns me on to and so it does my two girls, they enjoy your attentions very much and I like knowing they are being fucked by a person who cares for them both not putting one before the other. Al the time she had been talking Aunty Betty had been sat naked at the table with my eyes fixed on her lovely figure and stunning breasts, my cock hard in my shorts, my mind on how nice it would be back in Wembley Park in two days time with these three women and my cousin Rosemary to have fun with all bi sexual and horny for cock to.
Jacks Offshore
The blue and white Bell Jet Ranger helicopter was closing on the oil rig, eighty miles into the green choppy sea off Port Fourcon, Louisiana. Jack told himself he wasn’t going back offshore again! Ever! Yet, here he finds himself, accepting another hitch — not on the platform he’s flying to, but on the one-hundred-forty foot supply boat tied up to it. Twenty-eight days of – fourteen days off.