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EthanLyles

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About EthanLyles

  • Birthday 03/09/1991

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  • Gender
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  • Location
    Newburgh NY
  • HIV Status
    Neg, On PrEP
  • Role
    Bottom
  • Porn Experience
    Some amateur

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  1. Holy… wow! 10/10 - even if you didn’t finish the story 😝. Truly, friend, some of the best story telling and writing I’ve seen here.
  2. I work in a shop with a lot of blue collar men. I’m the little front office poof that gets to direct and tell them what needs to happen. They’re all pretty great and take to it just fine, which is surprising for where I’m at. However, I can’t help but fantasize about being their front office cock sucker. It’d all start off with one Man in particular. He’s taller, little beer belly, thick arms, thick arm hair, somewhat messy facial hair, and he wears these light blue jeans where you can just SEE the imprint of his cock. Drives me utterly wild every time I see him in them. One day he’d catch me in the single stall bathroom, begin to intimidate me as I finish up at the urinal, make suggestive comments while he rubs his cock, and then laugh and make light of the situation. I would then relax and ease up, he would suddenly grab my hand and force me to feel and rub his hard cock through his jeans. I’d watch him slowly close his eyes and quietly moan. I’d be transfixed, frozen to my core unable to think or move. In an instant though he’d quickly open his eyes, jerk his free hand and grab my hair and force me down on my knees and in my shock he’d quickly undo his pants, pull them down exposing just how fat and long his Man cock is and he’d begin to rub it all over my face, smearing precum on my mustache, and all while he’s quietly laughing a bit. He’d begin to degrade me in whispers, telling me what the other Men think of me. How they make fun of me behind my back and call me all sorts of things that would get them fired if HR ever heard. He’d then pull my hair back, lean down and whisper to me that I was now his personal cock sucker and when he told me he wanted to use my throat I had to go to the bathroom and wait for him on my knees until he blessed me with his cock. He’d then stand up tall, squeeze my jaw with his other hand until I opened my mouth and then guide his cock into my hesitant but willing mouth until he was at my throat. He’d then release my jaw and move his hands to the sides of my head and slowly, deliberately slowly, pull me further onto his cock until I was forced to swallow every inch down my throat and only when my nose was smashed against his pubes would he pull my head back just as slowly as he’d done previously. He’d begin to deep stroke my throat gradually picking up paces until his balls were slapping my chin, my eyes were watering, and my nose was running. He’d be looking down at me as though he was transfixed and mesmerized at what he was able to do with his cock, just shocked at how quickly he could make it appear after hiding it in my throat. All the while as I looked up pleading with my eyes for it to either end or for him to have mercy. He would cum abruptly and hard. Everything in him used to stifle him from screaming. He’d hold me down so my nose was buried in his pubes, doing short harsh jerks and grinding me ever deeper into his pelvis. Forever imprinting the smell of his sweat and odor from the days hard work. Once the waves passed, he’d push me away and down, walk over to the sink, wipe himself down, and leave without looking at me one again, like I was nothing. The only sign he’d used me would be the tears, the snot, and the precum still on my face, but Fuck would I still be able to taste and smell that Man on me. This would go on for awhile, me as some front office poof trophy for him to pump a load into when he needed to release stress at work. Then one day when he signaled for me to head up and I was waiting another of the Men from the floor would walk in, smile and say, “He said I had five minutes with you alone”. Fantasies fucking suck…
  3. In PTown this week and I wish this would happen to me in a bar, so bad.
  4. Truly and amazing story 🤤🤤
  5. I can’t remember the last time I came this hard. Great story telling, my pussy is forever grateful 🥲.
  6. I wish I could reread this for the first time. I gaped my pussy so open and huffed so much poppers while reading this. Truly what dreams are made of.
  7. Absolutely love it. Spent many nights just in a bathhouse stall - blindfolded, ass up, and caged.
  8. Hottest thing I’ve read on here. All those boys were so lucky to have Scorpion looking out for them.
  9. Hi, Ethan here. 32yo Total bottom pig, just looking around and trying to figure this website out.
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