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After a strenuous workout, sitting in a dry sauna, Zander Woodz is
sitting in the back corner letting his muscles relax in the heat when a tall muscular stud struts in, Sean Xavier took a seat directly in front of him. Zander had one leg hiked up on the bench with his towel slightly open. Both the hot jocks noticed each other, nodded their heads saying nothing. Zander wasn’t thinking about his towel being partly open, exposing his family jewels. But, Sean sure noticed and soon reached over and rubbed Zander’s cock, balls and taint. Zander responded by scooting down a little, becoming putty in Sean’s hands. Soon Sean got down and began giving Zander a slow, spit filled, intimate blow job, sucking and licking everything between his legs. Zander’s cock grew to its full length. Sean pauses, looks up, and asks, “Do you want some?” Zander quickly agreed, getting on the ground, sucking Sean’s huge pipe of gay bliss until it was hard. He got Zander up, kissed him, turned him around, rimmed him with spit dripping until the time came… Sean lines up and slowly opens up the gates to gay heaven as he penetrates Zander. They fuck in the most erotic, man on man, gay sex, changing positions, climbing the ladder of pleasure until Sean leaves a creamy warm reminder inside Zander’s hole.  When leaving they both agreed to meet at the gym in a week.

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A few months ago, I would have laughed out loud at the suggestion of having too many twinks to fuck. There are never too many twinks to fuck. That was before I started working full time at Carnal House. I’ve got all the twink ass a man could want, and then some. Not that I’m complaining! Hell, no! It’s just that I’ve got a whole flock of doe eyed, tight assed, little twink sluts totally addicted to my eight-inch uncut hog. I’m not complaining about that. Every time I sink my bone into another tight hole, I say a prayer of thanks for my twink fucker. Of course, every hole is tight when you are almost beer can thick. Well, Red Bull can be thick at any rate. A lot of little guys are more than a little bit intimidated when they first see what I’ve got for them. Lucky for me, I’m a big guy. Once I get my arms around them nice and snug, they settle down and let me show them what I can do. I haven’t had one yet that didn’t come back for more. That’s the thing. It’s a blessing and a curse. I don’t want to settle down with one… or three. I’m always “up” for a fresh hole and, at Carnal House, there are always fresh holes, or new to me, at least.

His ass is well-trained, too. I don’t even have to eat him out, if I don’t want to. I was so turned on by his blow job that I just sat back on the sofa and told him to ride me. He grimaced a little and I could feel his guts spasm while trying to adjust to the invasion, but he rode it all the way down. Then he let me grab him in my arms and use him like a hot little Latin Flesh Light, bouncing him up and down on my dick. Damn! That was nice. When it’s time to get serious about breeding, though, I want my boy on his back, legs wide open where I can get maximum depth and maximum leverage to pound my seed in deep. Milo is really flexible. I ended up with him literally rolled up in a ball, ankles on my shoulders while I supported myself on arms and toes, and power fucked him. That’s the kind of calisthenics I can get into. He begged for my cum, and he got every drop my balls could shoot. Like that wasn’t going to happen anyway.


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