A clean shaven 10-pack
Added 2023-12-28 12:00:07 +0000 UTCThis is for a special Patron who likes a clean shaven face
...and who is an amazing storyteller (see his fantasy below Stable Diffusion Backlog 45)
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Fantasy about the guy on image number 4. I had been driving almost all morning from a business convention in Savanah, Georgia towards Mobile Alabama. I had a business meeting the following day and decided to take the route less traveled and enjoy some Lower Alabama local color. Often I used to enjoy these business trips as an opportunity to see different parts of the country. It was only about 10 am and I was just outside the town of Goodwater, Alabama when I noticed a rumbling noise coming from my front left tire. It was a slapping noise as if something was hitting the internal part of the fender of the rented Toyota Corolla. I was able to park the car safely on the side of the road and noticed that there were no homes for miles around. Coincidentally I stopped in front of a ranch home out there in the middle of nowhere. I got out of the vehicle to assess the situation and to check what was going on. I was surprised when I saw that for some reason a slab of the tire had become detached and the noise I was hearing was the rubber hitting the bottom of the wheel well as the wheel turned. That tire needed to be replaced. I pulled out my mobile phone and much to my dismay I realized there were no “bars.” I was stuck. Just as I was about to curse my fate I heard a noise coming from the house and this gentleman walked out his front door. He was about 5’ 11” tall, Caucasian, I would say in his early 50s. He was shirtless and fairly muscular. He walked down to the picket fence in front of his yard and looked at me. “Looks like that tar is done.” I was a bit startled but at the same time I was relieved not being alone in that situation. “It sure does” I replied realizing we did not need to introduce ourselves. He turned around and started heading into the house without saying anything. At first I did not know what to do but I decided to follow him. He walked into his home which was fairly compact, I would say not much larger than 1,100 square feet. I followed him to the kitchen and he unceremoniously pointed to his landline phone in the kitchen next to the kitchen sink. Then I realized I needed to go back to the car to get the documentation from the rental company. I headed outside and returned with the papers. I called and the company said they would have someone there in 3 hours. “Three hours?!” I could not believe that. But I had no choice but to wait. I hung up the phone and that is when my heart jumped. I heard a noise of water running behind me. I looked back and there he was in his tiny bathroom, the door completely open. He was standing at the toilet with his cock out taking a leek. He saw me looking and made no effort to hide himself. As a matter of fact he let go of his cock and just let it hang loose. Even though it was soft it looked magnificent. He kept on staring me right in the eye and started to slowly caress his left arm with his right hand. He did that as if to show me how strong he was. He was not trying to act sexy but the way he was doing that set my heart on fire. He ran his hand up from his watch through his forearm showing his muscles, then slowly up to his shoulders. Then he ran his hand down again very slowly. His gaze was fixed in mine and it was burning my soul with desire. He leaned down and flushed and then slowly walked out of the bathroom, his cock still out of his jeans and still soft. He was not saying anything. I stood there hypnotized and immobile like a mouse about to be devoured by a python. When he got very close he sad: “Kiss it, it’s goin to get hard.” I looked at him a bit apprehensive. “Is nobody goin to see us.” He was trying to assure me we were alone. I got on my knees and took his head in my mouth. His pee slit tasted wet, salty and a bit acrid. I knew exactly what I was tasting and he knew it too. “You like it don’t you? Yeah you do…” He knew I was his at this point. I felt his cock swell inside my mouth which is a sensation I always loved. He was strong and virile, his cock got so hard it pointed upwards. He reached down and pulled me up by the shoulders. I offered no resistance and stood up. He put his hands on my waste and pushed me forward with his right hand and backwards with his left. I swiveled and turned my back to him. He reached over and undid my trouser belt and unbuttoned the waste button. My trousers were loose enough he was able to slide both the trousers and the tidy whities down without pulling down the zipper. I heard him spit on his massive left hand and a shiver run down my spine when he laid his warm hand flat on the crack of my butt and slid it in towards my asshole. I lost my breath as his middle finger grazed my anus almost making his way in, lubricated by his warm spit. He held me by the waste with both hands. I closed my eyes expecting the worst. The massive head of his cock was already slimy with pre-cum. It felt warm and it was both very hard and soft at the same time. His pressure in my asshole kept on increasing and I felt a bit of pain. I felt a bit of fear and at the same time I did not want to escape his grip. I took the risk and beared down a bit to open up my asshole and the head of his cock broke through the sphincter. I felt a tremendous shiver, and incredible sensation as he slid into me slowly. I could feel every vain on his cock caress me, invade my body, fill me up with pleasure. Then he started pumping. I was not sure what kind of sounds I was making. I did not know if I was moaning, crying, or begging. He increased his possession of me and then dug his fingers on my side. I could feel his hot breath on my neck when he stopped moving. I felt him inject his seed deep inside me as if he was impregnating my very soul. Then he withdrew and headed to the bathroom. I heard the water run. He had the door closed this time. He came out with his jeans on. I followed in the bathroom, sat on the toilet and wiped some of his cum off of me. I walked back to the kitchen. He was sitting down on a small table with two long neck open bottles. We sat down and started drinking beer waiting for the tire guy to come.
Likeburly1
2023-12-29 14:43:00 +0000 UTCThanks!
Likeburly1
2023-12-28 13:12:54 +0000 UTC
