#3 Locker Room Shenanigans

#3 Locker Room Shenanigans

Dear Journal,

That delicious extra large sausage I had yesterday was amazing!-- and the pizza was pretty good too-- only thing is that it completely destroyed my abs! I may be lazy, but you can bet your sweet ass that I'm gonna keep this body lookin' right! So, that meant one thing: it was time to bust out my brand new gym membership card. I had to switch gyms because this old man-- he had to be pushing 88, at least-- kept hardcore raping me with his lust-filled eyes. I wasn't havin' none of that. No sir.

I arrived at the gym with the intent to get my body right and tight again, when I saw the most beautiful black stud ever.

This guy was hot, sweaty sex on legs! Before long, I was stealing glances at him in the same way that old man had to me. The sweat just glistened on his ripped body while he was doing bench presses kinda like how a honey baked ham does in the sunlight. I couldn't stop thinking of how I wanted him to bench press me...

all...night...long.

It wasn't before long that we found ourselves locking eyes. I was embarrassed so I just decided to hit the shower and go home to save myself any further embarrassment. I headed to the locker room and undressed. I heard someone entering so I reached for my towel to cover myself, and that's when I saw him. That same black stallion had followed me into the changing room. He stared at my instant rock hard cock and then trailed up my body with his eyes until he was staring right onto my blue eyes. I heard his sweatpants hit the floor.

He walked over to me and, with almost no effort from him muscled upper body, lifted me up and laid me on my back on a locker room bench. He pushed my thighs apart and laid in between them. His hot, sweaty pubes on my hot, sweaty pubes. Our dicks rock hard against each other. Our nipples rubbing against another's own. 

He raised my legs up and put them over his big shoulders. His head lowered to my balls. He started teasing my hole with his tongue. 

He had me moaning like crazy. I wanted him inside me. Bad.

He flipped me over on my stomach now and wasted no time. "You ready?", he asked. Without giving me a chance to respond, he was balls deep inside me. 

He was ramming me like never before. I could feel his dick getting hotter as it starting uncontrollably pulsating. I guess my ass was nice and tight on his big black dick. After a while, he shouted and warned me that he was gonna cum soon. I told him to wait. He pulled out of me and I sat down on the bench. I told him to get on my lap and finish us both off together. He happily obliged.

We both shot impressive amounts of cum from our big, meaty sticks. Our semen mixed together and oozed down our dicks. I cold tell that I was gonna love this new gym...

Until next time.

Sincerely,

p.s.

Once you go black, you don't go back...

(to your old gym) 

;)

I'm loving it

a fake customer service account went around and said what service employees really want to say to stupid customers

What's your type of guy physically and sexually/position-wise?

My type of guy varies, but the general trend has been guys in their 30's with muscles. I've been taking the D more than I usually do lately but I consider myself Vers. :-) When it comes to sex I always go with whatever works best for both of us. 

But there's nothing hotter than a guy who can take a dick as well as he can give it ;) 

~Rick 

#14 You Horny?

Dear Journal, 

So George left to get back to work, bummer, but I told him that when I get hungry later I would def give him a ring to order some more 'room service'... His absence gave me just enough time to figure out who the manager of this hotel was. Apparently his name was Stan, and he supposedly sent me the invitation, so I took a trip down to his office. In the basement. The particularly dimly lit basement, lit only by glow of several walkway torches. Hmm, dangerous. 

I get to this huge wooden door labeled "Stan", and boy did I give that wood a knockin'. And once Stan finally opened the door I could tell that soon I'd be knockin' on some more 'wood' shortly. 

Damn was that a sexy-ass manager! Also he had no clothes on, which was wicked-sweet because his body looked better than cheesecake tastes! And cheesecake is fucking delicious. 

"Wassup, Rick." He said rhetorically

"You know 'What's Up', why'd you send me this invitation, Stan?" I asked, in a non-serious way because his sexy body was distracting me. 

"Heh, well first-off my name's not Stan, it's SATAN. They keep forgetting to put that last 'A' in my name for Christ's sake. Secondly, I brought you here because I need to ask something of you." he said

"Hmm, I don't know, you ARE Satan and-all.." I remarked. "What could I do for you that you can't do yourself anyway? Don't you have like, superpowers or some shit like that? And where are your horns?!" I said

"I need you to collect the souls of evil people for me by fucking their brains out. Literally. I can't do it myself, and if I could, I'd have already done it." He said.

"Well, what's in it for me... Besides the gay sex, that is.", I said

"Fulfill the prophecy and I will bring your 'Jack' back to life."

"I'll need a minute to think about it." I said, tempted.

"Very well, then why don't you come relax on my bed for a while." He said, sultrily

I'm never one to pass up a good roll around in a big bed... Even with a sexy demon man. 

As soon as I got on the bed he put me in the doggy position and squeezed that big cock up my tight asshole. 

"So, Rick, Mmm, what do you think about my offer?" He said

"Fuck yeah, I'll do anything you want me to, just fuck me harder!" I yelled

"Very Well" He replied

After a couple more minutes of impaling my tight hole with that big cock he shot a huge load of warm semen all across my back. Damn 

He told me to stay right there and not to move, and I didn't know why until i felt him bend over and lick his cum off my back. At least this way he didn't have to fuck up some baby wipes. Those lil hoes are expensive. 

"Stan' told me to come back to his office later that evening to come talk more about this proposition. So after a quick siesta and a shower I decided to come back down to the basement. Who the hell knows what I got myself into now...

Sincerely, 

Rick

p.s. Hell yeah

I like to hangout with people that make me forget to look at my phone