Guys that would make a perfect corpse

[Mickael93]

Wou !

 

[bobsaget2014]

Interesting

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[sober]

hot!

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[small_dot]

"Ohhh yesss yes yes fuck yes..."

The muscle stud's ass gripped Frank's rock hard cock like a glove. The thick lube he had spread over his shaft helped the crevices of the tight channel glide wonderfully over his head. He violently, rapidly pounded his spear deep into the stud's warm body. He'd flooded the stud's ass not five minutes ago but he knew he still wouldn't be able to last long.

He ignored the grinding noise coming from the stud's neck as the body below him shuddered with each punishing thrust. Yes it was unnerving, but it was far better than listening to bitching about how Frank's cock was too big to take, and that was all that mattered, really. Franck paused his fucking and pulled out, savored the moment, then moaned as he slowly sank his manhood back into the dead stud's firm ass.

Frank loved fucking guys on the down low. They made it so easy. They never told anyone where they were going. They were always happy to meet him on his turf. And they always erected the same gruff, challenging, masculine facade that Frank found irresistible.

Half an hour later Franck felt the early waves of orgasm flood up from his cock throughout his body. He seized up in intense spasms and a strangled groan escaped his throat. Boiling floods of cum blasted out of his shaft and deep into the stud's viciously used ass for the fourth time that afternoon.

The stud's body was beginning to cool... and Frank was getting bored of this cunt anyway. He pulled out and sighed, gazing down at the stud's amazingly hot body. Shame you can only snuff a slut once. He lifted the young man off the bed and carried him to the closet.

He swung the door open and dropped the dead stud on the other two muscular naked bodies there. One had been another closeted fag Frank had enjoyed all that morning. The other was the owner of the condo Frank was now living in, who had so graciously and carelessly offered a fellow bodybuilder a place to crash during his weekend visit. Frank wasn't concerned - the bodies wouldn't begin to smell, and the owner wouldn't be missed, until Monday, when Frank would be on a plane back home. Until then, he'd lined up several other men to help him enjoy pride weekend in his own special way.

Frank closed the door and checked his text messages on the way to the shower. A video message from a potential dinner date. Damn that boy could shoot pretty far. Excellent.

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Wizard]

Beautiful dudes, thanks Brian.

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[Brian2012]

 

[TheFlo]

all of them would make great corpses

 

[Brian2012]