Hard, raw man-sex; in the bedroom, on the job, in prison, in washrooms, on the road, outdoors; two men, three men, more men; leg worship, ass worship, bondage, spanking, reaming.
This is man-on-man action at its most scorchingly erotic, no holds barred, all taboos broken. There’s room for love, but cock lust is the name of this game.
A collection of twenty-one mixed, intense and varied MM action stories.
Raymond could see now that this might develop into something. He could remember a time when he and Jess didn’t have a place of their own to make love, so they had to improvise with whatever was available. That was also a time when the passion flared so hot and bright they had to improvise as fast as they could. Like those lovers down in the street below.
Raymond felt his balls tingle, his cock surge in his pants, watching the one man ravage the other man’s chest. That chest was smooth and slick and no doubt hot, getting felt up, the nipples getting tongued and sucked, no doubt hardening, expanding with erotic sensations thanks to the one man’s hungry mouth. Raymond slowly unzipped the fly on his dark-blue business suit and reached inside.
He shivered when he clutched his cock. He was even harder than he’d expected, pulsing with excitement, and need. It had been a long time, too long; since he’d done anything so sexually spontaneous. He glanced behind him at his open door. The outside offices were still dark, quiet, no one around to disturb him. He drew his erection fully out into the open, let it beat hotly in his warm, gripping hand.
The lovers were kissing again, arms around one another, heads moving, bobbing. Raymond took a tentative stroke of his cock, and shuddered with pleasure. It was a hot night, despite the downpour, and the pair below were wearing just jeans and T-shirts. And those were coming off fast now, the shorter man stripping off his tee, the blond pulling his the rest of the way off. Their skin shone in the light from the streetlamp.
Raymond stroked slow and sure, tugging on his erection with a practised hand. Then he groaned, when the men suddenly dashed off down the sidewalk, grasping their wet T-shirts in their hands. Raymond’s hand froze on his cock. Was this the end of the show?
No! He blew out his cheeks in relief, and amazement, when the men darted into an alley, began seriously stripping off their clothes, taking their lovemaking to a whole new level that rated at least some measure of privacy. Or so they thought.
Because now Raymond actually had an even better view of the sexy goings-on. The alley was almost directly across from his window, the men turned sideways now, one no longer partially blocking out the other, the streetlight still illuminating their activities, silhouetting things even more dramatically and erotically.
Jeans came off, were discarded on top of the damp T-shirts already lying on the slick alley floor. The men were just in their briefs, their soaking wet briefs. Raymond could see the prominent bulges at groin level. He licked his lips and swallowed, gliding his hand along his own straining erection just a little faster, a little harder.
The dark-haired man pressed the blond up against the alley wall, their naked flesh melding together, thinly-clad cocks squeezing together. Raymond groaned, mentally experiencing the wicked pleasure of two men’s cocks jamming, sliding against one another’s. For the shorter man was pumping his hips, pumping his cock into the other man’s cock, as they kissed, frenched, their outstretched tongues dancing together under the onslaught of water and desire.
Raymond loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt with his free hand. He slid his hand onto his chest, quivering when his searching fingers found a buzzing nipple. He cupped one pec, pinched one nipple, did the same to the other aroused pec and nipple, glaring down at the men in the alley, pumping his cock.
The dark-haired one pulled his tongue out of the blond’s mouth and began kissing and licking his way down the blond’s chest. He swirled his tongue around nipples, sealed his lips to one and sucked on it, did the same to the other nipple, the blond man writhing against the dripping wall. The brunette went lower, his hair plastered to his head, his tongue flicking out and tasting, basting hot, taut skin. He gripped the blond’s thin hips and swarmed his mouth-organ all over the tightened muscles of the man’s heaving stomach.
‘Jesus, yes!’ Raymond breathed, taking it all in, mesmerized by it all. He pumped his cock and rolled his nipples, watching with unblinking eyes as the man speared his tongue into the other’s bellybutton and squirmed it around.
The blond’s cock bulged his sodden briefs to bursting, right in front of the squatting man’s face. ‘Suck it! Suck his cock!’ Raymond hissed, his mind briefly flashing onto Jess, how that lovely man could suck so hard and so hot.
