MN Manmacker's mansploitation
When the legendary boxer Thumper White is released from prison, he never thought he’d be rooming up with a doe-eyed prettyboy named Rico! Neither of them will ever be the same. That’s cuz Thumper gets horny sometimes, and he don’t take no for an answer when it comes from a darkskin slice of handsome pie with a pile of alluring frowns on top!
Can Rico handle Thumper’s brand of downlow love?!
Buck and that white guy kept talking, but Teddy couldn’t pay attention to their words. There were so many men around, and so much to see. Teddy would have been terrified if he was alone — that was why he showered by himself in his own building, which was not as trashy as Smashwood.
Two naked men were beating up a third in one corner, their cocks flopping about. Nobody even watched as though that was normal. Teddy kept an eye out for cocks as big as Buck’s, but didn’t see any. A lot of them were big though, bigger than Teddy for sure and bigger than most men.
Two black guys in the changing area were jacking off! Teddy craned his head to watch, hoping nobody realized what he was looking at. The black men were crowded around something, presumably a magazine, and they kept aiming their dicks at each other. They were laughing, teasing each other — trying to jab their cocks into each other’s ballsacs hard enough to hurt, it seemed. Teddy wondered if he could go over there and join in.
Before he could ask Buck though, some other guy, a ropy-muscled middle-aged man with a balding head and wrinkled muscles, shouted something incomprehensible at the opening into the showering area that Teddy, Buck and the other white guy were in. The balding man leaned back a little, aiming his cock into the showering area and slightly upward, so that when he started pissing, he got a big arc.
And he was spraying his piss over all of the men in the shower. There was a torrent of laughter and shouting, and one man advanced on him as though to fight, only to get a huge spray of piss all over his chest and dangling dick.
From Aroused by Ex-Cons
His back muscles were broad and firm and slick with sweat. He flexed his back and shoulders for Teddy, making him shiver with desire. It produced a little valley between his shoulder blades. Teddy slid his cock between the valley, the slickness of the sweat gathering there making it glide with no friction. He held back a moan, not sure if that would embarrass Buck.
“Man, in county lockup back in Oklahoma, I was there for like a month,” Buck said, no longer watching the movie because the pretty lady was gone. “And they done that, whatchoo doin’ all the damn time. Indian fellahs love it, they do it a bunch. Shoulderbladin’.” He shrugged, unaware of how that sent a wave of friction and pleasure up Teddy’s spine. He laughed too, making Teddy’s cock spasm and leak precum onto his skin. Buck said, with kind of an embarrassed-little-boy leer, like he was tattling to his mother, “This one time I let like ten of ’em do it, and they all nutted in my hair. It was like wringin’ out a sponge.” He laughed sheepishly.
From Aroused by Ex-Cons
