On Butt Snack by Pony Hunter BLAKE DANIELS has one of those big bountiful butts that you could spend a year worshiping and eating. So when DOMINIC SOL let me know that he wanted to “go to town” on a big white ass, I knew what to do. Only problem? How to fuckin’ pry them apart afterward! Butt Snack is the first feature length porn movie from Treasure Island Media that focuses expressly on rimjobs, asslicking, and ass worship.
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Reddit has likely discovered the scoop of the year in a redditor who calls himself DoubleDickMan who posted an AMA. DoubleDickMan who was born with a condition called diphalia, answers every question that someone would have in regards to a man with two cocks.
DoubleDickMan shared photos of his two cocks on the thread, and the biggest shock is that they are both large and functional. Most people would go into such a thread and expect the logical conclusion that one of DoubleDickMan’s cocks would only be the size of a baby’s penis, but no, both cocks are larger than average and functional.
One curious redditor named Jukior asked the intrepid question “Do you normally masturbate with 1 or both of them and if the answer is both, can you answer my next question…After I finish jizzing I am usually snapped right out of the mood, so if you finish with one dick do you feel you have to finish with the other or do you do you feel you are done?”
DoubleDickMan answered “I have multiple orgasms, like I can shoot a load out of my right cock and cum oozes out of my left one. I milk it out and then can keep going with either and make another load within a few minutes. I think it may have a lot to do with the internal plumbing but I’ve shot about 10 loads in a 4 hour period before.”
Not only can DoubleDickMan cum from both cocks, and produce more loads than even probably Dawson could handle in his 20 Load Weekend, but he is bisexual to boot (because of course). DoubleDickMan has both a committed boyfriend and girlfriend and describes his romantic life as being polyamorous.
During sex, DoubleDickman uses both cocks at once but states that when he has had partners with “smaller or tighter holes, I had to start off using one but by the time I was done I had used both.”
DoubleDickMan even stated “Thought for the night, I really wanna give James Franco a facial. Lol”. Well, we’ve got him covered on that sentiment in this recent post.
Who’s ready to start taking bets on which gay porn studio will offer him an exclusive contract first?
Ben Cohen Rugby rugby stud turned LBGT rights advocate is getting naked again much to the delight of gay male fans all over the world.
The 35-year-old sexy straight athlete, who was recently seen on the smash BBC series “Strictly Come Dancing,” shows off his toned physique in video footage of his recent Attitude cover shoot. Ben Cohen also nabbed the magazine’s “Ally Award” late last year.
Read more about the Ben Cohen StandUp Foundation, which is focused on combating homophobia and anti-LGBT bullying, here after you’re finished enjoying his naked calendar shoot.
“You really are a cum pig, aren’t you?”, he said as he turned my head toward the mirror of the dresser in his bedroom.
As I looked at the spooge which he had just shot all over my face, I was in no position to disagree. My cum-covered lips tuned up in a smile proved his point.
As much as it’s possible for a pig like me to be able to, I love Mike. We had met about 2 weeks ago at a gloryhole. He was my first cock that day and I was hungry for it. He told me later that my grunts of pleasure as I blew him made me a stand out from all the other guys who had sucked him. He said that’s what a starving man must sound like after spending 10 days in the desert. As I felt his cock get harder and my tongue felt the tell tale rising of his man-sap, I broke off his cock and said breathlessly, “On my face!” A nanosecond later his first rope of cum landed on the bridge of my nose. My favorite spot, because I could kinda see it, and then later it would slowly run into the edges of my mouth. The second and third spurts me on the lips. Mmmmm. The fourth and fifth on my right cheek. Good. I would have something to show when I walked home later, although I was hoping 4 or 5 other guys would add their cum later. And I would probably swallow a couple of loads for good measure.
I sucked the last of the cum out of him then licked his cock clean then I sat back on my heels. My hard cock was throbbing. I wondered how long it would be before I allowed myself to touch it this time. My record for not cumming was 6 days. I would have gone longer except it was actually painful to have all that cum accumulating. Someone told me straight guys call that “blue balls”. On the other side of the glory hole I heard the guy catching his breath. Then he did something that shocked me. He spoke!
“Fuck you’re good!”. I silently accepted his recognition of my life’s work, but WTF?
“I mean really good! Wanna grab a beer somewhere?” I was gob-smacked! The top never talks to the bottom at a glory hole! Well, apart from, “Yeah take it all you cocksucker” and other terms of endearment. The top just zips up and leaves. Those are the rules. Plus this guy was asking me to have a beer with him. Like a date or something.
“Well? You wanna?”
I felt the rivulets of the cum he splattered on the bridge of my nose make their way to my mouth. I love that part of the post-blow-job afterglow. He was spoiling things.
“C’mon. Let’s go! Meet you outside” He said it not in a Master/slave way, but I got the impression he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. So I got to my feet, and left the cubicle. After the darkness of the gloryhole area, my eyes blinked in the light of the porn shop, and the cum glistened on my face. The clerk at the front of the store looked up and saw that it was only me and went back to watching “The Price is Right.” The only other person in the store was this guy about 25. In a quick appraisal, I figured he stood just under 6-feet. He had black hair and blue eyes and looked just fine in his tee and jeans. With a smile he said, “Hi”. That’s all, “hi”. And with that he turned on his heels and started to walk out of the store. When he was almost at the door, he turned back, and gave his head a jerk, indicating I should follow him. I did.
I’m not going to go through all the usual “OMG! He was so gorgeous” crap guys usually do. To me a guy is just a life support system for a cock. And a cock is just a delivery system for cum. But I will say he looked fine in the porn shop. And he didn’t change when we got outside.
“Let’s go to that pub down the street”, he said and began to walk toward it. I knew the place he meant. The clientele were mostly old, bitter fags. But it was close and I would get a kick out of the reactions of the old queens when they saw the cum on my face, branding me as the cum pig that I am and then when they saw the guy I was with.
The street was quite busy with shoppers and people heading out for lunch. I got some shocked glances from people who saw the still wet cum on my face and recognized it for what it was. My cock which had softened a bit at the shock of being spoken to in a glory hole got hard again and tented my skater shorts. I had been keeping my distance from the guy. He was about 10 feet in front of me, when he turned around stopped. He wanted me to catch up with him! I couldn’t believe it, but I did. He started walking again and I kept pace.
“I’m Mike, by the way”, he said offering me his hand which I shook hesitantly. Considering I had his cock in my mouth 3 minutes ago, I don’t know why I was so tentative.
“Danny”, I said.
“You must be thirsty after all that work, Danny”, he said with a smile as we reached the pub. He winked at me. What was it with this guy?
The usual assortment of queens were on the patio. And as I knew they would, first they looked down their noses at me and then their jaws dropped when they saw the guy I was with. I could almost feel their jealousy crash over me in waves.
Mike went to a table in a corner closest to the sidewalk.
“This ok?”, he asked. I sat down which told him it was fine. So far I had uttered only one word, my name.
A waiter was there almost immediately. He sized me up for what I am and took a long, and puzzled look at Mike.
“I’ll have a Guinness. Danny?”
“Same,” I said.
The waiter left. I could just imagine what he would tell the bartender when he got back inside Personally I didn’t care. As Popeye says, I am what I am. But Mike. I couldn’t figure him out. Then again, I didn’t have much practice at figuring guys out. I don’t want to figure the out – I just want them to whip their cocks out.
As we waited for out drinks, he turned his attention to me.
“Fuck Danny, that was amazing back there! Thanks”, he smiled.
“Thanks? THANKS?” What the fuck is up with this guy?
Now I want to tell you this doesn’t turn into one of those, ”So he saw the error of his ways, stopped being a cum slut and they lived happily ever after”. I am still just as committed to cum from as many guys as possible as I ever was, and that’s the whole point of this story, but this guy sure was . well, I don’t know what he was.
“You really got into it”.
I shrugged. “I’m a cum pig”, I said.
He smiled. “I got that impression. I’ve had my share of blowjobs and they were all pretty good. Some guys are better cocksuckers than others, but even a bad blow job is still pretty good. But with you, I could almost sense you were wishing the cum out of me. And the moans of pleasure as you sucked me! I felt that my cock and cum were the center of your universe. Fuck, I’m getting hard again thinking about it.”
The waiter picked that moment to arrive with our drinks.
Mike handed him a twenty and told him to keep the change. Not a bad tip on a 14 dollar tab.
“Cheers!” Mike said as he took a sip, and after I had licked his dry cum off my lips, I followed suit.
Putting down his glass he said, “I’ve had this fantasy for quite a while and I think you’re the guy who might help me make it come true. I hope so” He smiled again.
I didn’t say anything. Actually I don’t ever say much. To paraphrase Homer Simpson, “Can’t talk. Sucking.” But I was interested. What kind of fantasy could this guy have? I mean he was about as vanilla-looking a guy as I had ever seen. He was obviously very middle class and probably went to the right schools for the right profession and probably was doing very nicely financially. In other words, an almost text book 25 year old straight guy. Oh he was a fag alright, at least I thought he was, but he was probably one of those ”Gee I can’t wait until they change the laws in this state so I can marry the man I love” kinda fags. Ya right. Me, I’m one of those, “Gee I can’t wait until they change the laws in this state so I can suck cock on Main Street” kinda fags.
He took a gulp of his Guinness. I waited.
As I said at the beginning, as much as it’s possible for a pig like me to be able to, I began to fall in love with Mike.
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It started two months before my 15th birthday when I was a teen boy. I grew up in the arm pit of NYC and had a lawn business. A young couple down the street were my 1st customers and they seemed like “good people.” She’d taken their new baby and went somewhere for the summer and he stayed home. It was a hot August Saturday and after I finished their yard I met up with him in the garage to get paid. We settled up he said he had another way for me to make some cash. Clueless, I said I’d do whatever. He offered me twenty bucks to see my teen cock; simple as that. This supposedly straight guy was in his late 20’s, had all the signs of being heterosexual, and I didn’t know what to think. But not one to pass up easy money, I said “Sure.” and dropped my shorts and boxers to my ankles.
I tugged on my hood, wrapped my hand around my slick cock and beat off just for him. I worked my dong until I couldn’t hold it and squirted a big wad on the garage floor. I could tell that really turned him on, and that in turn really turned me on. He just watched and stared. After I came I pulled up my shorts and underwear and stood there in silence, head spinning from what I just did. He reached in his pocket and gave me the twenty, told me I had a big cock for a kid and if I wanted to do it again, that could be arranged. I left with empty nuts and full wallet. I then became a slightly freaked out 15 year old kid. I scored a bag of weed and got stoned. After chilling out on the dope, I realized that I fuckin’ loved what just happened.
The next time he asked if it was ok if he jacked off too. Again, me with the “Sure” and soon we were both standing there stroking our hard cocks. He had a nice dick and we nearly shot cum at the same time. We got together regularly to jack off after that. It was always in his garage and it was always just jacking off. And it was always hot. When it got close to my 16th birthday he mentioned a “special” present for me. I had a pretty good idea it was going to be sex, but the details were the big mystery. After cutting the lawn on a day when his family was gone, I found him in our usual jack off spot. There he was buck naked, bent over, ass to me and looking back over his shoulder with a goofy grin that I hadn’t seen before. He winked and said “Wanna fuck me, kid?” I was wearing cut off sweats, said “Fuck yes!”, hauled my cock out and pushed it inside.
I’d never felt anything so amazing in my life. He groaned something, and I started to drill his ass like I had been doing it all my life. I took it slow and easy until he grunted back to me “Harder!” So I kicked it up and tore up that manhole. I had no idea fucking ass would be so perfect. He grabbed the wall with one hand and the car with the other, said nothing but grunted and moaned “FUCK ME!” I fucked him in every position we could think of in that garage and I ended up dropping my load pounding him on the front windshield of the car. When he felt my jizz hit his insides he growled, and I felt a tremble deep in his guts. He lifted his hips up, moaned, and dumped his cum.
After he stopped shivering, I pushed his ass back down and pounded a second load up him. When I finally slowed to a stop, he turned and said, “Happy Birthday, kid.” When my cock slipped out of his stretched hole, I said “Thanks” got dressed and left him on the car. This went on until I graduated from high school and went off to college. I hope he reads this.
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On UK Naked Men With Josh fully distracted, Tony Thorn and Jace Tyler have enough time to enter, unload and leave. It’s a smooth operation and they are soon back at HQ celebrating their success. Laddish back slapping and hugs lead to a kiss, then another, then their bonding becomes more frantic as they pull at each other’s clothes to feast on each other’s fit bodies and hard cocks. Each lad feasts on foreskin and hairy arse, Jace needs to feel his buddy thrusting inside him and the muscled up hairy topman Tony Thorn delighted to oblige.
Pushing Jace onto the bonnet (hood) of the car, he fucks him hard and deep. Well into their passionate fuck session, they spot mechanic Ben watching them with his hard cock in his hand. They are too close to cumming to start bonding with Ben, but happy to share their toxic loads with him. Ben gets down on his knees and feels their hot loads hitting his face, he licks the last drops of cum from each cock as he feels cum running over his chin and down his neck.
I asked if he wanted to swap a few head shots before I headed to him, just to get an idea, even though I was already ready to go.
He replied, “I prefer anon. You cool with that?”
“Cool. Come over to my place, and once you get here, just come in; the door will be open. Come into the living room, and put on the blindfold that I have lying on the couch. Then, I’ll breed your tight ass and once I am done, I’ll leave.”
I got hard with just the prospect of doing anon for the first time, and said “Cool. On my way.”
As fast as I could, I flew out the doors of my college’s building. I couldn’t run fast enough across campus to my car, I was so excited.
A 5 minute drive later, I was out front of his place. I texted to him that I was there, as he had instructed me to do earlier.
“Come in,” he texted me back.
I walked up to the dark house in the middle of the suburban neighborhood, and pushed on the front door. The door silently swung open. I proceeded down his dark entryway hall. I came into the dimly lit living room, where upon a chaise lounge laid a bottle of poppers, a bottle of lube, and a blindfold.
I stripped, blindfolded myself, and got onto the lounge and waited in a doggy style position, my ass hanging out over the edge a bit, ready and waiting. I waited there for at least a minute, blind and listening eagerly for sounds of his approach. All I heard was my excited breathing.
Then, I heard a quiet creak as a door behind me was opened. My heart skipped a beat as my cock grew a bit firmer. I heard soft footsteps on the carpet as he approached my vulnerable and eager body, my spread ass cheeks and hungry hole on display for him.
All of a sudden, there was silence. No footsteps, no breathing, nothing. I listened intently for anything that hinted to me what was going on. Without a sound, he lightly laid an already lubed finger on my hole. I jumped slightly in response, and he continued to run his slick finger along my hole, slathering the lube upon my ass. He pushed very slightly on my waiting hole to put some of the lube inside my hole, and then he withdrew his finger. I heard a little squirt as he poured some lube into his hand and lubed up his cock.
Without a word, he placed his wet cock at the opening of my eager hole, and firmly slid his 7″ thick cock into my ass, not stopping until he had gotten balls-deep within me. I let out a slight moan, staying quiet as possible. I did not want to be too loud since he was being utterly silent.
He pulled out and pushed all the way back inside, relaxing my hole, and before I knew it, my hole was being pounded by his thick hot cock. The blindfold I was wearing covered my eyes so well, that I felt almost as if I were dreaming, but the pleasure I was feeling most obviously told me that this man fucking me and working his way towards breeding my hungry hole was definitely real and horny. As the pleasure mounted for me, the closer he got to breeding me, the greater the desire I had to take off my blindfold and to see who it was that was going to be depositing his hot seed in me. I told myself no, that the turn on with anon was not knowing. Not ever knowing.
Now that that inner struggle had been over and done with, I focused once again on bringing pleasure to the man that was fucking my ass. I pushed back against his thick and rigid cock, and tightened my hole wanting his seed in me more than ever! I felt an added slickness within my ass, and I thought to myself, “Did he just cum?” But he kept on fucking me, and in fact it seemed he was fucking me as hard and as deep as he could! Soon enough, I felt something drip down onto my balls, and that’s when I realized that he WAS cumming! I was astounded, since he had given no warning at all! If I was turned on before, it was nothing compared to how hot it made me now! He slowed his pace, to which I sort of sighed, sad that it was over, since I definitely wanted more. MUCH more! He let his cum-slick and softening cock slip out of my ass and without a word or sound, he left the room. I heard the same door behind me close and I knew that I was cleared to leave.
I pulled off my blindfold, and was sort of confused by being able to see my surroundings again. I pulled my clothes on, savoring my just fucked feeling, wanting more…I knew that I had just gotten a taste of something that I could easily get addicted to. As I left his house, I quickly texted him, saying “Dude, that was fucking hot. Hit me up whenever you want to breed me! I am right across the street almost daily at the college!” and he texted back his agreed enjoyment.
Since then, I have gotten regular breedings from my mystery man. I get off to the idea of being used by a group while blindfolded, and I have started writing down my info in bathroom stalls around campus, and around the state! Haven’t gotten a lot of responses to my info yet, but we’ll see!