Twinks For Cash Episode 118
Twinks For Cash Episode 118
What do you get when a young underwear model’s rent is past due? A tired jaw, sore asshole, and lots of great snapshots. Just ask Alex who won’t even be able to move after were done packing his luggage.
Lunch Hour
“Ready?” Dale asked as he passed by Rick’s desk. Without a second thought, Rick jumped out of his chair and followed Dale into the bathroom. They locked one of the stall doors and Dale sat on the toilet as Rick unzipped his pants.
“I’ve been waiting all morning for this,” Dale said, cupping Rick’s ass in his hand and pulling his hips forward. He opened his mouth and licked along Rick’s shaft, from his swollen cockhead all the way down to his hairy balls. Rick groaned appreciatively, and Dale ducked his head down, sucking Rick’s balls into his mouth one at a time and swirling his tongue around them. Rick’s cock brushed over Dale’s face, leaving a trail of sticky pre-cum.
“Me too, ahhh…..” Rick’s voice trailed off as Dale moved back up, licking over his prick and wiggling his tongue under Rick’s foreskin, which was now stretched tight over his fat dickhead. Dale moved his hand up and eased Rick’s foreskin back, revealing the full extent of his cock. Rick grunted in pleasure and moved his hip forward, dragging his dick over Dale’s mouth.
Carlo
19 yr old Carlo comes for the land down under and so gets lots of attention when he shows off his sexy six pack on the beaches! Luckily for us, he is prepared to go that little bit further and show us more.
Worst Enemy
“Did you take my last condom?” Malcolm demanded, bursting into Rory’s room. Malcolm and Rory were roommates, but they couldn’t stand each other. Rory was in the middle of getting dressed, and was wearing only his briefs. He turned around slowly, looking pissed at the very accusation.
“Never mind,” Malcolm scoffed, looking derisively at the bulge in Rory’s shorts. “My condoms would be too big for your little white dick.”
“Oh yeah?” Rory drawled. He dropped his shorts, revealing a soft, but slightly larger than average sized prick. “You carrying a baseball bat around in your shorts or something?”
Malcolm sneered at Rory’s limp dick and reached inside his pants, pulling out his prick, which was half-hard and already a good five inches long. “You’ve got nothing, little man.”
Rory moved his hand to his prick and began stroking it. It hardened under his touch, stretching out to its full seven-inch length, the head red and pulsing. He’d be damned if he would let his asshole roommate show him up on a thing like cock size. Malcolm jerked himself a few times and his prick got harder, reaching about the same length as Rory’s.
“Who you calling little?” Rory said. He pulled his hand back firmly around the base of his prick, stretching the skin tight as his prick bulged and throbbed, looking even longer with his fingers cupped around his balls. “And they say black guys have big cocks.”
“Mine is bigger than yours,” Malcolm insisted. He kicked off his pants and walked over to Rory, pointing their cocks at each other. He reached out, wrapping his wide hand around Rory’s dick and pulling him closer so they could compare. Rory groaned involuntarily at the touch of Malcolm’s hand on his cock. “Oh you like that?” Malcolm asked, arching an eyebrow. He gave Rory’s dick another quick jerk and Rory moaned again, his prickhead seeming to swell even more.
“Let’s see how you do with mine,” Malcolm said, guiding Rory’s hand to his dick. Rory used his fingertips to tentatively explore Malcolm’s cock, tracing the prominently defined ridge of Malcolm’s cockhead with his fingers, spreading the pre-cum around until the purple head glistened.
The men glared at each other as they stroked each other’s dicks. Their hands moved faster, thumbs brushing against each other’s cockheads as they bumped together. Rory’s dick was pointing more and more upward with each stroke. Neither one was willing to come first. Rory began using a slight twisting motion on Malcolm’s cock, teasing his cockhead with his fingers as he moved faster. He could see Malcolm’s resolve was weakening.
But Malcolm was smarter. He reached down with his free hand, fingering Rory’s balls lightly. Rory started and then groaned as his balls twitched, his cockhead bulged, and he began to come. Thick ropes of spunk poured out of his cock, landing on Malcolm’s dark shaft. Rory kept stroking, spreading his jism all over Malcolm’s prick, and soon Malcolm was coming too, painting Rory’s dick with his batter.
The men pulled apart. “I did take your last condom,” Rory said as he pulled his briefs back up over his softening prick. “But what does it matter? You haven’t gotten laid in weeks.
Malcolm gave Rory a disgusted look as he put his pants back on and headed for the door. “You’re the worst roommate ever,” he said. “I wouldn’t wish you on my worst enemy.”
“Blow me,” Rory said.
“You wish,” Malcolm said, slamming the door as he left. Rory considered it for a moment. Actually, it wasn’t a bad idea.
Raunchy Roomer
Todd stood at the top of the steps to the basement, listening to the noises coming from downstairs. He had rented out the bottom floor of the house to a big blonde guy named Lars, and from what Todd could judge from the cars outside every night, Lars hadn’t brought home the same woman twice.
“You like it when I suck your cock, don’t you?” Todd heard Lars say, and then there was the sound of an affirmative groan and slurping. Todd gasped. Did Lars have a guy down there? He crept down the stairs to get a view of what was going on, his cock creeping its way up his thigh as it got harder.
Stopping on the third step, Todd peered into the basement living area. He saw Lars on his knees, his bronze, muscular body gleaming in the dim light. There was a darker, hairy man standing in front of him, fucking Lars’ mouth with a fat, uncut cock. His hairy balls pressed against Lars’ chin each time he pressed his prick further into the roomer’s waiting mouth.
“Holy shit,” Todd whispered, taking another step down. In his excitement, he forgot that the second step invariably creaked. Lars and the man whose dick he was sucking turned and stared directly at Todd.
“I’m uh, sorry, I was just, uh,” Todd stammered. His heart was beating a mile a minute and his prick was pounding inside his pants, making an obvious bulge under his zipper.
“I know what you were doing,” Lars said, smiling. He stood and walked over to Todd, his enormous cock bouncing in the air with each step. “You want to suck a little cock tonight, don’t you?”
“No, I,” Todd started, but Lars took Todd’s hand and placed it on his thick bare cock, and Todd’s expression gave him away.
“That’s what I thought,” Lars said. He smiled at the other man, who was stroking his prick, still wet from Lars’ mouth. “Why don’t you come over here and help me work on my friend Tony?”
Tony sat down on the couch, and Lars and Todd knelt in front of him. Lars guided Todd’s head to Tony’s prick and showed him how to lick it. “Not bad,” Tony said, moving his hips up and pushing his dick further into Todd’s mouth.
“Squeeze his balls while you suck it,” Lars directed. Todd took Tony’s furry sac in his hand and squeezed lightly as Tony began to pump his cock faster and faster between Todd’s lip. Todd was dizzy, and his cock felt like it was about to explode. He glanced over at Lars as Tony’s prick drove in and out of his mouth, and saw his roomer watching him with a smile, rubbing his big dick with his fist.
“I’m coming!” Tony groaned, jerking Todd’s attention back to the dick in his mouth, and he felt it pulse, shooting a rope of cum into his mouth. Todd pulled back in surprise and Tony’s cock continued jerking against his stomach, spraying his hairy body with semen.
“You really should swallow,” Lars said, standing up. “Maybe you’ll do a better job with mine.” Todd turned to face Lars, licking Tony’s cum from his mouth, and Lars gave a mighty shove, forcing his prick deep into his landlord’s mouth.
“Suck it good,” Tony said, watching Lars as he fucked Todd’s mouth, stroking his softening cock. Todd could barely keep up with Lars’ active screwing, he just grabbed onto Lars’ tight buns and made his jaw loose so the other man’s prick would go easily in and out between his lips.
“Aw, yeah,” Lars grunted, pushing his dick deep into Todd’s mouth. He held Todd’s head still as he pumped his load into his mouth. Todd swallowed hard, the sticky cum trailing down his throat.
“Very good,” Tony said. “Your turn.” Lars and Tony stripped off Todd’s clothes, exposing his prick. It wasn’t as big as either of the other two men’s cocks, but it was throbbing stiffly, and the head was shiny and red.
The roomer and his friend went down on Todd, one of them licking his balls and his ass while the other deep-throated Todd’s straining prick. Todd felt Tony shove his tongue into Todd’s ass as Lars sucked hard on Todd’s prick, grabbing the base of his shaft firmly in his hand and jerking. Todd’s knees went weak and he came instantly, filling Lars’ mouth with the biggest wad he had ever shot.
The men relaxed on the couch for a while before having another round of cocksucking. Todd thought that he had made the best decision he could have by renting out the basement, and he was looking forward to see who Lars brought home tomorrow night.
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Salami Sandwich
The summer after my first year in college, I was working at a sandwich shop. One of the guys I worked with, a big Italian guy named Anthony, was always bragging about all the chicks he had slept with, and how they loved his big Sicilian cock. It got pretty annoying, I mean, when I hadn’t had sex since vacation started and he was bragging about the hot woman he’d taken home last night, I was jealous and pretty irritated too.
So one night we were closing the shop and cleaning things up. Anthony was talking about how this woman he had been with had sucked his dick for an hour and how much she had loved his big prick. Finally I just turned around and said, “Alright, let’s see this big cock you keep talking about.”
Anthony grinned and dropped his pants. I knew he was a show-off and that he’d go for it. And I have to be honest, my jaw dropped when I saw the dick I had been hearing about all summer. It was about seven inches long already, and wasn’t even fully hard yet. He had a pair of heavy balls that dangled against his hairy thighs. As I stared at his prick, taking it all in, his cock got even harder until it was sticking straight out, the big purple head pointing at my face. I guessed it was about nine inches long.
“Bet you thought I was bullshitting you,” Anthony said. He wrapped his fist around his pecker and gave it a few quick strokes. His cockhead bulged and a drop of pre-cum moved out of the slit, making the head shiny. “You ever seen one this big?”
I took a step closer. My own five-inch prick was hard, but seemed paltry by comparison. Anthony’s fingers barely closed around his thick rod, and I couldn’t even imagine how any woman would fit it into her mouth. “Go on and suck it,” he said, resting his prick against his palm and jiggling it a little bit. I had to admit, my mouth was watering. I had never wanted to suck a cock before, but this one was looking pretty tempting.
“Go on,” Anthony said again, squeezing his balls, which were raising slightly as he wiggled his thumb against the head. I reached out and replaced his hand with mine, squeezing along the length of his prick, watching it throb back at me.
“Suck it,” he said quietly, grinning at me as my breathing got faster. I closed my eyes and bent over, taking his enormous schlong into my mouth. It felt strange, but good. It was slightly squishy, and hot and hard. I tried to remember the tricks that women had used when they sucked my dick, and used them on him, pausing to swirl my tongue around the head, rubbing his balls and shaft as I bobbed my head up and down.
Anthony flexed his hips back and forth, encouraging me to take more of his dick. My lips were stretched wide around his shaft, and his entire prick was dripping with my spit. My own cock was throbbing like a tom-tom drum, and I was pretty sure I was going to shoot my load in my pants without even touching myself.
“Take it,” Anthony grunted, thrusting his hips forward one more time and depositing his salty spunk on my tongue. I went ahead and swallowed, and as the thick cum slid down my throat, I felt my own cock throbbing as I spurted a warm load against my boxers. Anthony’s prick pulsed a few more times and he grabbed the shaft, squeezing out a few last drops of jism. When he pulled out, I straightened up and licked my lips.
“Nice cocksucking,” he said. He pulled his pants back up and we finished cleaning the place. By the time we left, my jism had soaked through my pants. He told me lots of stories the rest of that summer, and I never doubted him again.
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Gino Gets Baited
Hey guys this week was amazing, it was fucking raining but we find a Gino, he jump in the bus and we start talking about the women in Miami and different things. Finally, we convince him to let Brandy suck his cock blindfold, when Jamie was sucking his dick he touches his head and push him really hard. We had to stop the bus to let him go out because he almost hit us. He was insane and we were scared as fuck, he was the bad guy. Then we moved to the other side of the city and we find this other shy guy, the good guy, we offer him a ride and he let Brandy blindfold him to suck his cock. We he find it out it was Jamie we offer him a couple thousands dollars to fuck Jamie hard and after that to fuck Brandy, he accepted it for five thousands. He fuck him really hard. After all this shit we drop him with Brandy and she went up again in the bus to get the purse and Todd drove away. He was the baited, It was so funny, come and check it out.
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Well-Matched
“Good game,” Ed said, jogging forward to meet Jack at the net.
Jack shook his hand. “You’ll win someday,” he joked.
“It’s not about winning,” Ed said. “I like playing with you.”
Jack bent over to tie his shoe, laying his tennis racket on the ground. The silky material of his nylon shorts rubbed pleasurably over his dick as he stood up again. His cock bulged lazily against the material. He smiled when he saw Ed staring at his semi-erect prick. “I like playing with you too,” Jack said jokingly, stepping closer to the net. His steadily stiffening cock pressed against the white band along the top of the net.
Ed grinned at Jack as he reached out and closed his hand over his tennis partner’s prick through his shorts. He squeezed lightly. “I’m glad you found the game so exciting.”
Jack eyed Ed’s own prick, which had bounded to full stiffness. Ed’s fat purple cockhead peeked out of the waistband of his white shorts. “Looks like you found it exciting too…” he started, and then moaned as Ed squeezed his prick hard.
Dropping his racket, Ed reached over with his free hand and pulled down Jack’s shorts, allowing his bare cock to spring free. He pushed the fabric under Jack’s pendulous balls, admiring the way the dark nylon framed them. Jack’s cock bobbed in anticipation as Ed reached out and stroked it lightly, moving one fist from the root to the tip and then repeating the motion with his other hand.
After ascertaining that the courts around them were deserted, despite the warm afternoon sun, Ed unzipped his shorts, freeing his own fat dick for Jack’s inspection. His balls were not as large as his partner’s, but they were shaved clean, and they were tight with the hot load of cum bubbling inside.
“Very impressive,” Jack said, watching Ed’s dick. Ed had one hand wrapped around Jack’s shaft, the other around his own, and was pumping them together. A drop of pre-cum oozed out of Jack’s cockhead, shining in the sunlight. Ed grinned and caught it on his thumb, then rubbed it over his own dick.
“I’d like to suck that piece, if you don’t mind,” Ed said.
“Be my guest,” Jack said, moving to step over the net.
“Stay right there,” Ed said. He positioned Jack’s cock so it poked through one of the holes in the net, and dropped to his knees. Jack thrust his hips forward and pushed his dick into Ed’s waiting mouth, watching Ed’s lips spread wide around his fuck-pole.
As Ed adjusted to the size of Jack’s prick, he sucked harder. Jack reached down and pushed his balls through the hole in the net. He moved his hips back and forth, fucking Ed’s face lightly, allowing the ribbing of the net to stimulate his prick and sack even more. His engorged organs grew even darker red with the excitement, throbbing in Ed’s mouth as he slurped along the length of Jack’s rod.
Jack looked down, watching Ed’s mouth stroke over his shaft until the head almost popped out, and then shoving his prick back in until it hit the back of Ed’s throat. He could see Ed rubbing his own fat pole, fisting his dick frantically as the head bulged and dripped clear pre-cum onto the court surface.
With a grunt, Ed thrust his hips forward and shot his load, ropes of cum landing on the green webbing of the net. Jack reached over and grabbed the back of Ed’s head with one hand and began fucking his face harder, his heavy balls slapping Ed’s chin, the net tightening around his tool as it swelled even more.
Jack threw back his head and buried his shaft deep in Ed’s mouth, hot jism pouring onto Ed’s waiting tongue. Ed slurped and swallowed Jack’s seemingly endless load, the salty sauce pouring down his throat.
After coming for what seemed like forever, Jack stepped back, his impressive organ still hanging out of his shorts, and put his hands on his hips. “That was fucking awesome,” he said.
Ed stood and rubbed his own soft prick. “So maybe next time you’ll let me win?”
“Not a chance,” Jack laughed. The men picked up their rackets and headed inside to take a shower.
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