I woke up the next morning with a piss hardon. I laid in bed as I reached down to stroke my cock. My thoughts drifted back to what I let happen to me in the bookstore. I’m usually very shy and to let that happen surprised me. I was glad I let it happen. As I slowly stroked my cock I envisioned his soft lips and talented tongue all over my cock. I never knew receiving a blowjob could feel so fucking good. The last image I remember seeing on the screen in the booth was two guys in the 69 position. I had so much more to learn about pleasing a man and was very eager for more to happen tonight.

The urge to piss was much stronger than the urge to cum right now so I jumped out of bed and headed to the pisser. My cock was still hard so I sat there willing my cock to go down so I could ease the urge from my bladder. After a couple of minutes I began to empty my bladder. When I was done I got in the shower and let the water cascade down my body as I closed my eyes thinking about last nights activities. I could believe I had actually gone through with it and was going to let the same guy fuck my ass later on tonight. I was rock hard again just thinking about it. I didn’t want to cum and wanted to save it for later. I finished my shower and got ready for my day.

I grabbed a bite to eat and was sitting down to read a book when the door bell rang. No one that I worked with knew where I lived and I wasn’t expecting my new friend until later this evening. As I opened up the door there he was standing on my doorstep. I decided to have some fun with him before letting him in.

“Can I help you sir,” I asked. He seemed a little dumbfounded so I smiled at him then asked him if he was with the post office. He finally caught on as a smile spread across his face.

“Yes sir,” he said, “I have a package for you.”

“I don’t see a package” I responded. He then reached down and grabbed his cock shaking it at me.

“Would you like to come in so I can suck, uh, I mean, sign for the package,” I asked. I held the door opened as he brushed up against me. He smelled so good along with a hint of sunshine. I closed the door and led him over to the couch. “Would you care for something to drink,” I offered up.

“Do you have any juice,” he asked with a sly grin on his face.

“Well, I have tomato, orange or apple juice,” l said, “Which would you prefer?”

“Surprise me,” he said as I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed him some apple juice and headed back to the living room.

Before I go any further let me describe ourselves to you. I’m 5’11”, coal black hair I keep combed back, brown eyes, 175 lbs and in the best shape of my life and of hispanic descent. He was about the same height and build with lovely hazel eyes, short brown hair, a clean shaven face and the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.

As I entered the living room he had stripped off his clothes and was leaning back stroking his fabulous thick cock. He was so much sexier than he was last night. I placed his juice on the table and started to undress. His eyes were glazed over with lust as I peeled off my underwear. My 5″ cock sprang out and he licked his lips. As I stood in front of him he scooted forward and placed his hands on my hips while staring up at me. I grabbed my cock and rubbed my cock head over his sweet juicy kissable lips. He slowly parted his lips and snaked his tongue out. I was leaking precum and he licked it up.

“Mmmmm such a delicious breakfast,” he said, then sucked all 5″ in his mouth.

“Ahhhh, fuck yeah,” I moaned as I leaned back while grabbing the back of his head. I could feel his tongue slithering all over my cock as he bobbed his head back and forth. He was slurping and sucking my hard throbbing cock so deliciously. Using the flat part of his raspy tongue he massaged the head of my cock. I was feelings things I never felt before.

“Mmmmm, that feels so fucking good,” I whispered. He pulled my cock from his mouth and moved down to suck on my balls. Like my cock, my balls are on the small side so he was able to suck them both at the same time. He continued stroking my cock as he used his thumb to massage my cock head. He was literally driving me insane with lust. He then let my balls slip from his mouth without a loud pop as he smiled up at me.

“I love how your cock tastes,” he said then took my cock into his throat. I can swear my cock felt the biggest and hardest it has ever been. I could feel his throat muscles pulling on the head of my cock. I felt like I was ready to feed him a hot creamy load of fuck cream. I had to push him off my cock because of these sensations rocking through my body. I was gasping for air.

“Fuck, your driving me crazy,” I said.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” he said, “I want that ass that you promised me.” I grabbed his hand pulling him up from the couch and he landed in my arms. We started kissing like wild animals grabbing and pawing at each other. His breath was so fresh and I could taste a hint of my Ankara escort precum on his lips. I pulled back and smiled at him. I grabbed his hand to lead him to the bedroom and as I turned there was my friend Lisa watching us through the window. I let go of his hand and walked over to the window as I mouthed to her I’m sorry and closed the curtains. When I entered the bedroom he was stroking his cock as he was propped up on my pillows. His precum was leaking down the side of his hard throbbing cock as I approached the bed. I climbed on the bed and moved up to kiss him. As we started to kiss his body relaxed as he slumped down on the bed. With my left hand I caressed his chest and slowly slid my hand to his hard throbbing cock. He let go of his cock as I started slowly stroking his hard cock nice and slow. He broke our kiss and glared into my eyes.

“Suck my cock lover,” he pleaded. I went back to kissing him as I adjusted my body then slipped my tongue from his mouth down his chin as he threw his head back. I licked and sucked his neck as I made my way to his beautiful sculptured chest. I teased his right nipple making circles around his hard nipple before sucking it hard into my mouth. I ran the flat part of my tongue over his hardening nipple causing him to moan out loud. I then sucked his nipple hard into my mouth as I nibbled all around it.

“Fuck, you do that so fucking good,” he said as he threw his head back again. I then gave the same treatment to his other nipple as I continued stroking his thick cock. I moved slowly down his body and ran my tongue around his belly button. He moaned as I sucked and prodded my tongue in his sexy belly cavity. Then I licked the head of his cock as he reached for my head. “Fuck yeah man, suck that fucking cock dude.”

I swirled my tongue around his thick bulbous head tasting his sweet man juice. His precum was so intoxicating and tasted even better today. He then reached underneath me and started stroking my rock hard cock while trying to force my head down further on his glorious tasting fuck pole. I adjusted my body with my cock just inches from his face which allowed me at this angle to take more of his cock into my throat without choking. I was twisting my head from side to side as I slurped and sucked his cock like a starving banshee.

“Swing this leg over and pull your knees forward a bit,” he instructed as I started sucking harder and faster on his cock. I felt him spread my ass cheeks open and felt his finger circling my asshole. “Mmmmm, such a pretty pussy,” he said. I was at the right angle where I was able to slowly deep throat his fat cock. I took his cock all the way down to the base as I used my throat to milk his cock. “Ahhhh yeah, suck that fat cock you fucking whore.” His words spurned me on as I began sucking from the base to the tip over and over again. I wanted every inch of this fat fucking cock stretching my throat wide open.

I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart then felt his tongue flick against my asshole. “Mmmmm,” I moaned around his fat juicy cock.

“You’re virgin pussy tastes so fucking good.” I pushed my ass back at him as he sucked and probed at my hole. I had sex with women before but it was nowhere as great as this. His tongue felt incredible as he licked around the rim of my man cunt. We were both moaning out loud as we pleasured one another. He then started to try shoving his tongue inside of me. I had to take his cock out of my mouth as I stroked him as I enjoyed his skillful tongue fucking my ass.

“Ahhhhhh,” I moaned, “That feels so fucking incredible man.” He pulled me back more

and his long tongue was massaging my ass walls so expertly. I went back to sucking his cock again. I loved watching his balls tighten up as I took him balls deep each time. My asshole felt so hot and wet as he slipped his thumb inside my man pussy.

“You ready for some cock bitch,” he asked.

“Yesssss,” I said without hesitation, “Please fuck me really good.”

“You really want this cock tearing you up, don’t you bitch?”

“Yes, I’ve been waiting for this my entire life.” He scooted out from under me and flipped me over onto my stomach.

“Spread those legs open and raise up your ass for me,” he instructed. “Hand me one of those pillows.” I did what I was told as he rolled it up and put it underneath me raising my ass up more for him. “Are you sure you’re ready for this,” he asked.

“Yes, I need it so bad, please fuck me good dude.”

“Put your head down and bite down into the pillow this might hurt at first but once you get used to it you’ll be begging for my cock all night long.”

“Mmmmm, I hope so,” I said, smiling at him. I then laid my head on my hands facing the mirror as he moved up behind me stroking his fat juicy cock. He then instructed me to grab my ass cheeks and spread them wide open. Taking his cock he smacked it against my hole.

“You want this fat cock up your ass slut,” he asked.

“Mmhmmm,” Ankara escort bayan I responded. He placed the head of his cock against my asshole and started pushing it in.

“Relax your ass slut,” he ordered and I tried my best. It’s hard trying to relax your asshole when you feel as log trying to penetrate your asshole. I let go of my ass and relaxed my body and his cock eased past my sphincter. It felt amazing and hurt at the same time. He pushed on and I gasped as his huge cock head spread me wide open. “Just relax and let me in,” he whispered to me. I took in a deep breath and he burrowed his cock inside of me. It felt so amazing feeling his veiny cock splitting my hole wide open. Shivers ricocheted through my body as he slowly fed me every inch of his fat cock.

“Oh, fuck that feels so good,” I muttered as he slid all the way inside. He gyrated his pubis against my ass to ensure me I had every single delicious inch of his fuck meat buried inside of me.

“Mmmmmm, you’re so fucking tight,” he said as he swayed his hips side to side and ran his hands sensuously up and down my back. I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me which made me even that much hornier and ready for him to fuck. me. He slowly inched his cock all the way in until he was flush against my ass. I tried squeezing his cock by tightening up my man pussy. His cock felt so good buried inside of me. He would flex his cock and I could feel him throbbing. Slowly he started pulling his cock back then would ease it slowly inside.

“Ahhhhh fuck yeah,” I whispered, “That feels so fucking good.” I relaxed my ass and he slowly started fucking my ass. He would pull almost all the way out then plunged himself in hard and deep. “Oh fuck, fuck that feels so fucking good,” I said, “Fuck the shit out of me.” He laid on my back as he eased his hands underneath and grabbed my shoulders as he started a nice hard steady pace. I loved how the head of his fat cock massaged my man pussy and the thickness of his cock filling me up. He must’ve fucked me like this for a good 20 minutes before he started breathing hard into my ear.

“I’m gonna fucking cum,” he said through his labored breathing.

“Cum inside of me please,” I begged. He pounded my ass harder and faster as our moans and groans filled the room.

“FUCK, OH SHIT, I’M CUMMING, OH FUCK, FUCK, AAHHHHH YEAH, AAAAHHHHH,” then I felt the first spurt of his creamy hot cum deep in my gut.

“Ahhhhhhhh fuck yeah, give me all that hot cum baby,” I begged. He bit down into my shoulder as he held himself deep inside of me as his cock kept throbbing and spasming. He started slowly down but kept grinding against my ass. He slowly pulled his cock out and I could feel his cum dripping onto my balls. He collapsed on his back next to me trying to catch his breath. My first instinct was to kiss him until I glanced at his cum covered cock. I leaned over and licked his cock clean. The taste of my ass juices and his cum was intoxicating. When I took the head in my mouth he begged me to stop.

“My dick is too sensitive,” he said, so that’s when I moved up and we kissed like long time lovers. I then laid my head on his chest as he traced his fingers down my back. His cock looked so beautiful lying limp against his thigh. I reached down and ran my fingers lightly through his pubic hair. It was still wet with cum and I moved down to lick it up. As I licked him clean his cock began to harden again. I grabbed his cock and lightly stroked his cock.

“Mmmmm, such a beautiful cock,” I stated as I circled the head with my thumb.

“Fuck, your insatiable,” he said. I then straddled him and raised myself up. Smiling down at him I grabbed his cock and aimed it at my asshole. He slid easily inside of me as I let out a satisfied moan. I then started bouncing up and down on his fat juicy cock. I would sit all the way down on his cock as I tightened up my ass and squirmed on his cock. He couldn’t take much more and flipped me over onto my back and placed my feet on his shoulders. He started fucking me harder than before.

“FUCK ME, FUCK YEAH, POUND ME HARD LOVER, FUCK THAT ASS GOOD.” He fucked me for close to an hour moving me from my back to my side, on my knees then with me holding onto the headboard as he pummeled my ass really good. His breathing started to intensify once again and I begged him to cum on my face. He had me get on my knees in the middle of the bed as he stood above me stroking his fat cock. I had my mouth wide open as the first volley of cum hit the back of my throat. As I swallowed his hot cum he came all over my face and eyes. I couldn’t see anything but I could feel his cum dripping onto my chest. He then told me to suck him dry. I deep throated his cock and slowly dragged my lips up and down his cock as I cleaned his cock spotless. He then pushed me onto my back as our bodies were smeared with his cum all over our chests and bellies. We kissed each other like wild animals and Escort Ankara I reached down and grabbed his ass pulling him tighter against me. Finally we both collapsed next to each other. We turned to face each other as we stared into each others eyes.

“That was so fucking hot,” I said after a bit.

“You’re one hell of a hot fuck,” he said.

“Oh yeah,” I said smiling at him, “You’re the one blessed with that beautiful hard cock.”

“You know,” he said, “You are now officially gay.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” I responded, “I like pussy on occasion but I love how a cock makes me feel. Getting fucked by a guy is much hotter than fucking a chick.”

“That’s why I’m gay,” he said, “Since I was first fucked when I was 9 got me hooked on cock.”

“I was 9 also,” I said, “Up until I turned 13 when I was fucked by a friend of the family. He was 16 and fucked me every chance he got. I missed cock so much but couldn’t act on it in the military. After I got out I made it my mission to have a guy fuck me again. When I saw you last night I just knew I wanted you to be my first. Does that make any sense?”

“Yeah it does,” he said as he moved closer and we kissed each other tenderly and lovingly. Our hands caressed each other as we ran our hands over each others bodies, through our hair and caressing each others face. Our cocks started to harden as we dry humped each other. He slowly pulled away from me and that’s when we noticed we were both stuck together by dried cum. We couldn’t help but laugh.

“Wanna take a shower,” he asked.

“Sure, let’s go,” I said as we got out of bed and I followed him to the bathroom. He had a small sexy ass and I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. As he turned on he shower and adjusted the water I was feeling up his ass.

“I want you to fuck me,” he said as he got in the shower. I followed him in and moved up behind him. I placed my hard cock in the valley of his ass and wet humped him as I watched the water cascade down his back and onto my cock. This had to be the sexiest site I have ever seen. “Shove your cock up my ass,” he pleaded, “I want you inside of me.” I grabbed my cock as he bent over slightly and found my target. I pushed against his asshole and my cock easily slid in all the way.

“Ahhhhhhh yessssss, fuck me good.” I started off slow watching my cock slide in and out of another man. It then hit me that I was fucking another man and started picking up speed. I would pull almost all the way out and when I buried my cock all the way in I would grind my cock in circles against his ass. His hole felt so hot like slippery butter until he clenched his ass tightly around the cock. My cock felt like it was 10″ long as I fucked him hard and deep.

“FUCK ME, FUCK ME, AHHHH YEAH, FUCK MY ASS GOOD BABY, THAT COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD.” He pushed his ass against me as I plunged in hard and fast. The sounds of hot man sex filled the shower as he moaned loudly. “Mmmmm harder baby, fuck me harder.” I grabbed his hips and started pistoning my cock inside his hot fuck hole. I could feel my balls tingling and knew I was gonna cum really hard.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck I’m gonna cum, holy fucking shit I’m cumming, awwwwww fuck here it comes, oooooooohhhh fuck, awwwwwww, I’m cumming, ahhhhhhhhh!” I buried myself balls deep and fired the biggest load ever inside of him. “Ahhhh ffffuuuccckkkk,” I moaned as I shot blast after blast of cum inside another man and he was loving it. My cock started getting super sensitive so I pulled out and he turned around and dropped to his knees and swallowed my cock. My cock kept spasming as he sucked it but I shivered almost in pain when he sucked on the head. I had to pull him off my cock and pulled him to his feet. We kissed each other passionately as I pushed him up against the shower wall. His rock hard cock pushed up against my belly as we swayed our hips side to side. However, my cock was totally spent. I reached between us and stroked his huge cock then moved my hand down and played with his balls. We broke our kiss and stared at each other with lust in our eyes. I kept stroking his fat cock as we stood there. I turned away from him and placed my hands on the shower wall as I arched my ass towards him.

I felt him position his cock against my hole then he rammed his cock all the way in.

“Ohhhhh fuck,” escaped my lips as I pushed my ass back at him. He grabbed my hips and started furiously fucking me. He would pull almost all the way out then slam his cock hard and deep. He was fucking me so hard he was almost lifting me off my feet. After about ten minutes I felt his cock expand as he shot another hot load inside of me. I was moaning the whole time. His cock stopped spasming and he pulled out. I could feel his load leaking from my well fucked hole. He pulled me back against him as I reached up and grabbed the back of his head. I turned my head towards him and we started tenderly kissing one another. I slipped from his arms and turned towards him and we resumed our light kissing. No words were spoken as we finished our shower. I was totally spent and my ass felt so sore. We ended up drying each other and headed back to bed. When I laid back down he laid behind me. and ran his fingers along my side as he snuggled closely next to me.

This is the eighteenth part of my adventures in the early 90s with a gay man about 15 years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man’s toy.

That next weekend, Ezekiel couldn’t come over due to a family celebration – and it wasn’t a show week. So, I spent Friday night shooting as many bondage shots as I could at home, including some nice cock-ring shots. After serving as my master’s house slave Saturday morning, we spent some time shooting bondage photos that included me alternately chained to a chair and the kitchen table. Then, I borrowed the collar, cuffs, and chain to shoot a dozen or so rolls of film at the Lodge Sunday. That made me realize I should have my own “real” collar, cuffs and chains for when Blaise is at the Lodge – and maybe also to legitimize the my bondage show.

Over the next couple weeks I spent late nights in my new darkroom processing Ezekiel’s photos and my bondage shots and scanning the prints. I had just recently had an addition built on to the back of the Lodge that included a dedicated darkroom and studio space. This actually was the first time I’d had a chance to use the new facilities.

When I wasn’t working on photos, I was writing up my Slave’s Creed with the intention of including it in the bondage photo book.

Proudly showing Ezekiel’s photos to him that Sunday afternoon had the same effect as when I showed Blaise the first photos of myself. We spent hours in a sweaty, naked embrace covering each other in bodily fluids.

I presented my bondage prints to my master that Monday night as his slave on my knees in my collar and cuffs. I caressed his cock as he looked through the prints, occasionally grunting or moaning as he found a shot he especially liked. I continued stroking him slowly, lightly even after he was fully erect. A tiny drop of precum appeared even before he finished the photos.

“These are amazing,” he finally said. “They’re so hot! You make leather and bondage look so sexy, but – I don’t know, normal?

“I don’t know how to say it. It doesn’t look like it’s strange or dirty or kinky. It’s just another accessory or outfit. But, black leather definitely loves your body.”

“Now, get to the bedroom, Slave,” he commanded, setting down the photos. “I want to show you how I love your body!”

After I followed him to the bedroom, Master had me lie in the middle of the bed. He pulled my arms and legs out to chain me spread-eagled on the bed. A minute later he was naked and licking and sucking my vulnerable cock to a pulsing stiffness.

Before he let me cum, though, he straddled my hips and slowly slid my aching meat into his tight ass. Once he was filled with me, he shifted position and began rocking up and down on my cock as his own glided up and down on my stomach.

“Do you want to cum inside me, Slave?” he asked breathily.

“Yes, Master.” I was throbbing and close. “Please, let your slave fill you with his sperm.”

“Do you want me to cum on you?”

“Your cum is my life, Master,” I said. “Cover me, please!”

With that, he sped up and wore my cock out in his tight ass just as his own meat jacked itself on my belly.

I came violently inside him within a couple minutes, blasting load after load into his rectum. A couple seconds after my first explosion, Master shot an unusually thick wad up my stomach and chest, the first of several.

Minutes later, we both shuddered as his shrinking dick plopped out of my still contracting sphincter.

After a long, sensual shower together, we spent the rest of the evening nuzzled together on the couch.

By that Thursday, I had Ezekiel’s solo photo book and my bondage book finished and had several prints ready. Without my knowledge, Blaise immediately called my publisher – and fan – from Gate City to let him know I had two more books ready for him. Sean could barely contain himself. He would love to take me out to dinner, he said. So, I had a business meeting – or was it a date – that Sunday.

As if that wasn’t enough, the next day Ezekiel called the office looking for me. I was out so Blaise took the message that Ezekiel would be a little late coming over. He had someone he wanted me to meet.

When Blaise relayed that information I smiled.

“If this is what I think it is,” I said, “I’m going to have a story for you tomorrow.”

Just after 5 Ezekiel’s car pulled into the driveway with someone in the passenger seat.

He introduced James at the front door. They both were wearing jeans and golf shirts. James apparently still was fond of the popped collar. His skin was somewhat lighter than Ezekiel’s. He was maybe two inches taller with a thicker build that had once been more muscled, but was showing signs of neglect. He had big hands and used them to give me an annoyingly unnecessary tight squeeze when we shook hands.

As we headed to the living room Ezekiel explained that James was his college roommate.

“THE Ankara bayan escort college roommate?” I asked.

“Yes,” he admitted.

“Yeah,” James chimed in. “I helped Z figure some things out. And, he helped me when I couldn’t be too open.”

“He told me you had to remain in the closet,” I said.

“I was a football player,” James said.

“He didn’t tell me that,” I said, openly eyeing his body. “Figures.”

“Yeah. So, I definitely had to be careful in the locker room with a bunch of jocks,” he admitted. “I had to be careful not to look too close or stare too long.

“A couple players knew. One of them was in the same boat.”

“Well, I can tell you that even straight guys have to be careful about looking in the locker room,” I admitted. “I think we all were at least curious about how other guys looked. But, of course, we didn’t dare let anyone see us looking.”

“Did you ever have a reaction? I think some straight guys can get a little aroused in the presence of other naked men.”

“I think I got real close a few times,” James replied. “Some of those guys were pretty hot. Fortunately, I could take a cold shower right away.”

I asked him about how Ezekiel found out.

“I didn’t tell him for a long time, but I had a crush on Z from the minute he moved in,” James said. “I watched him constantly. I can’t tell you how good it felt when he finally let me touch him.”

“And, on that note, who wants a beer?” Ezekiel asked, trying to change the subject

.

“You mentioned a special kind of threesome,” Ezekiel whispered to me once we got to the kitchen. “I told James you’d give him a little show.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“Really?” I faked indignation. “Well, if you’re so keen on making promises for me, how about you join me? Let’s give him a real show.”

“Uh -.” Ezekiel still wasn’t too fond of performing.

“You made a promise,” I said. “You can help fulfill it.

“Besides, you just have to let him watch me seduce you. It won’t take long for you to forget he’s there.”

“Oh!” I stopped him. “I almost forgot. I have your first photo book ready. Do you want to look at it with James here? Or, do you want to save it for a more private time?”

“Uh, – let’s do that later,” he said hesitantly. “That first look might be something I want to share with you alone.

“I mean, I’m not keeping it from him. I just – I have a feeling I’ll want some time with you alone when I see it. Y’know, like we had when you first showed me the prints.”

“I hope you do,” I said.

When we returned to the living room James was sitting in a chair across from the couch. I directed Ezekiel to the couch and sat close beside him.

“It seems you’re here for a show,” I said.

“Well, Z said -,” he started, a little embarrassed.

“It’s OK,” I interrupted. “Ezekiel’s going to join me to make up for booking me for a show on very short notice.”

James’s eyes widened. He hadn’t been sure of what he was in for to begin with. Now, he was completely perplexed.

I sat up and turned to Ezekiel who was just quickly finishing his beer. I reached over and grabbed his golf shirt and began lifting it over his head. His creamy chocolate chest was hairless and showing more definition from our workout sessions.

I slid my white hands from his shoulders down his chest and stomach as I leaned in to bite his thick bottom lip. I sucked it between my teeth and lips while my hands worked to release his belt and jeans.

Our tongues wrestled in his mouth pulling him close on top of me as I lay back and rubbed up and down his muscled back. I pushed my hands into his loosened jeans and squeezed his round ass.

A minute later, my hands were pushing his jeans off. Ezekiel held himself up with one hand while the other pulled at my button-down shirt.

I quickly sat up, but continued kissing my black lover as I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off quickly. I also loosened my own jeans and began pushing them down.

Ezekiel pulled back from my face and dropped down to pull my jeans and black thong off exposing my already hard cock. He began stroking it smoothly as we continued to kiss.

I had almost forgotten about our guest, but finally looked over and saw that James had pulled his own chocolate cock out. It was a bit darker than his face and arms, but still the color of a candy bar. He was stroking it slowly, intently watching Ezekiel’s hand work over mine.

“Do you want to join us?” I asked, my voice a little hoarse.

After a second of processing my offer with wide eyes, James rose and pushed his jeans off.

He walked over and I reached out to grab his brown cock. He was bigger than me by about a half-inch to possibly a full inch. His growing dick was thick even before he was completely erect. I had one of Ezekiel’s ass cheeks in my right hand, and James’s cock in my left. Ezekiel continued to massage my cock and balls, watching me stroke his friend’s dick and alternately rub Escort bayan Ankara his hairy balls.

I pulled him closer. He had to bend down a little, but he got close enough for me to begin licking and suck on his swelling head.

Watching this was too much for Ezekiel. He pushed his jeans down to release his stiff cock and lowered himself enough to begin rubbing his black meat against my pale cock. He held us together with his hand as he used our cocks to masturbate us.

James must have liked what he saw. He was hard instantly and pushing closer to my mouth. I willingly engulfed him, though I could get only about half of it because of our position.

“Bedroom,” I demanded. “Now!”

We rose as one and Ezekiel led us both to my bed where he lay down and I kissed and licked my way down his chocolate chest and stomach to his kinky-hair-surrounded groin.

I gave his meat a long lick before sitting on the side of the bed as James moved into position beside him.

One hand explored James’s thick package while I deep-throated Ezekiel to a quick, intense orgasm that filled my mouth and throat. When I finally looked up, breathing heavily, licking my lips and swallowing the last of our mutual friends’ cum, I realized James had been watching me unblinking.

“Damn,” he whispered.

Our eyes locked as I crawled over to him and slid my chest up his torso until our cocks met and I grabbed both of them for a minute of frottage goodness before heading back down to his unfamiliar dick.

I licked my way from the tip of his head to the base of his shaft and back up and over the ridge of his head and into his urethra. I wiggled my tongue around in it until I felt and heard him respond.

Then, I licked my way down over his frenulum, paying extra attention to his tiny wrinkles with a little side-to-side boxing.

A few seconds later I was licking my way down to his hairy black balls, swollen and wrinkled.

I licked over them and then sucked one into my mouth until the sac loosened. A hand was slowly stroking his hard cock at the same time. When I felt it begin to throb in my grasp, I moved back up to give his now thick black head some attention.

He rose up on to his elbows to get a better view. I reached around him with one arm to pull and hold him closer. As I did, I saw Ezekiel watching me closely. He pushed his fingers through my hair as I face-fucked his first lover.

The whole point of pulling James closer was so I could get his big dick as deep in my throat as possible in this position. I knew I couldn’t get the same depth as hanging my head off the bed. But I wanted to show off a little.

I had been practicing my deep-throat technique with a duplicate of Big Ben, my huge anal dildo used in my anal show. It was 10 inches long and two inches in diameter, making it good practice for the largest cocks I was ever likely to have in my mouth.

James was no where near that size, but still the biggest live cock I’d had.

I opened wide and pushed in letting his thick head glide along my tongue and bump against the back of my throat. Once there, I started undulating my tongue and throat muscles to massage the underside of his head and shaft. I heard him pull a little extra air in and stiffen slightly.

While I continued this movement, I slowly moved back and forth to give him a slow in-and-out motion. I looked up and could see his eyes were closed. Ezekiel still watched me hungrily.

After about two minutes of this, I decided he needed the full treatment. Why do anything half-ass when you can do it whole-ass?

I pulled him out and directed him to stand on the side of the bed while I repositioned myself to lay across the bed and hang my head off the side upside down. I reached out and pulled him forcefully to my face. A couple seconds later his cock was beginning to bulge my white throat like it had never been bulged before.

“Holy shit!” James exclaimed loudly when he saw the shape of his fat head deform my throat from my jaw to my sternum and continue to disappear.

He was just long enough to peak into my chest cavity. The larger size didn’t seem to bother me after the initial entry. After that I began pushing and pulling his hips to force him to slowly fuck my throat with his big black cock.

When I began humming against his meat James lost his air of superiority and began whimpering almost like a little girl. I kept a slow pace. I wanted to make this last. It was a new sensation having so much hot meat stretching the entire length of my throat. The flare of his head was an amazing feeling moving through my esophagus.

My chin was rubbing tightly in his wiry pubic hair and his swollen, tight balls were displaced by my nose.

Suddenly, I felt a familiar pair soft lips on my own stiff cock. Ezekiel apparently was tired of watching and wanted to join in the fun.

He also seemed to want a long, slow love session. He just barely slipped my head between his lips, using them alone Bayan escort Ankara to massage and fellate my swollen head. His work forced even more grunts and moans from my throat which added to James’s sensation.

I increased the speed of my forced pumping of his cock into my throat as I began to feel him throb and twitch. His breathing also was becoming labored and even a little shallow.

As James’s moaning and whimpering became louder, even Ezekiel stopped and pulled back from me. I could only assume he wanted to watch the show.

Then every nerve of his body that I could feel seemed to explode. He suddenly was hot, then cold. His pulse was wild and the throb along his thick shaft was nearly violent.

“Oh, God! Stop! I can’t -.” With that Big Jock James literally screamed like a little girl and blew a second massive load down my throat.

I held his ass cheeks with a death grip to keep his fat cock in my throat as he pulled against me. I hummed and swallowed and pulled out every trick I knew to tease every ounce of pleasure – and pride – out of him as I let his balls empty themselves into me.

It wasn’t until I pulled his head out of my throat into my mouth that I was able to actually taste or feel the texture of his cum. It was very thick. It almost was like swallowing pudding. But, it was extremely bitter, the worst I’d ever tasted.

As bad as it was, I couldn’t help but coax every drop from James as I sucked and licked every inch of his cock slowly inching it out of my body. I slurped and suck so much he seemed to have a second orgasm, shooting another two or three wads on to the back of my tongue.

Before I let him go I swirled him around my mouth, along my cheeks and teeth. I made sure his chocolate cock touched every inch of my mouth. He twitched and trembled the entire time. But, when I finally released him he was half the man he had been when he entered my bedroom.

His cock hung limp, lifeless, empty and dripping my saliva. He was nearly hyperventilating and I could tell from his posture alone he knew he’d been bested. Unfortunately, I think it was more hurtful to him that it had been at the hands – uh, mouth – of a white man.

“Oh, God!” he exclaimed again as he caught his breath and dropped to lie on the bed beside me. “That was the most amazing thing -. I’ve never felt that before. I’ve never seen that before. God, I’ve never made sounds like that before.”

I rolled over and rested my head on one hand as I reached for his now shriveled little cock.

“Don’t touch it!” he cried out. “I don’t think I could handle any more.”

“And here I thought you were a big jock with a cock to match,” I taunted him. “I guess I won’t get my ‘Oreo’ experience, after all.”

“Oreo?” he questioned. “What’s that?”

“I was hoping to have one of you black studs fill my mouth with cream and the other fill my ass at the same time,” I explained. “Y’know, like the white creamy center of an Oreo.”

“That sounds pretty hot,” James laughed.

“How are you with anal? Most white boys can’t handle too much in the ass, let alone me.”

Something in his tone gave me the impression James still had a little more arrogance than I liked in my house. He went on to say he’d never found anyone who could really handle his enormous black cock. Clearly, he was a little taken with himself and was completely ignoring what I’d just done to him.

“You’ve never seen me in action,” I said.

Ezekiel had sat down beside my legs on the opposite side of the bed. He began slowly, lightly stroking my hips and running his fingers through my public hair. My cock had dwindled a bit since finishing James. But, Ezekiel’s attention was bringing it back to life.

“I will admit, though,” I continued. “You are the biggest live cock I’ve had. You’re almost a head longer than me and a good bit thicker.”

I was good at stroking egos as well as cocks.

“If you can get that thing hard again,” I said, “I’d love to see what that much meat feels like in my ass. And, I guarantee I’ll take you balls-deep.”

I leaned over, grabbed his now tiny cock in my mouth and sucked and pulled it out from his hairy groin. He twitched, jumped and gasped at once. I laughed as I released it and let it bounce back into place.

“It’s going to have to be a lot harder than this if you think that’s going into my tight ass,” I told him.

“After the shit you just did,” he finally admitted, “it’s going to take a little while.”

“We can take a break,” I said. “Ezekiel started something a few minutes ago I’d like him to finish.”

I rolled back over to give my black lover full access to my stiff cock. He moved around to attack me from below with my legs lifted and spread over his arms.

His tongue started at my taint and licked through my loose hanging balls and traced a path up my shaft. When he reached the head he went back to his lips-only caresses.

My abs immediately tightened. I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed this since they both arrived. I’d been concentrating on proving my skills to James in an adolescent pissing contest. I forgot how sexually charged I’d become in the process.

But, of course, I couldn’t be still. I slid a hand under James’ thigh to begin caressing his loose balls and wrinkled cock. I just needed some meat in my hand.

Part of the thrill, and fear, of dropping ones dork shorts, and wearing speedos in public is thinking that everyone is looking at you.

However, in most cases, nobody cares or is evening paying you any attention at all.

Around mid morning today, I got myself motivated enough to get to the pool. I was wearing my ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos (I have a few speedo selfies of me wearing them if you are interested).

As I mentioned, when I go for a swim at the local pool, I usually jump out of the pool, wrap a towel around my waist, throw on a t-shirt and drive home.

When I got home today I thought I’d wash the chlorine off me by jumping in the ocean, so I dropped my towel, walked out my back door and walked down the beach. There were a few people about but it wasn’t too busy and I didn’t think anyone was paying any attention to me. I jumped in, swam out the back behind the breakers and five minutes later was walking back up to my house.

Half way up the beach, I noticed this older guy, maybe fifties, lying on his stomach facing the ocean wearing a black speedo.

I had walked right past him. Must have been because I was looking north to see how the surf was that I hadn’t noticed him. He would have had a pretty great view of my speedo clad arse walking past him to the water, and now he was getting the view from the front.

Starting this post I said that when you wear a speedo, most people don’t care and Ankara escort aren’t looking at you…. but even with his sunglasses on, I knew this guy was checking me out.

As I walked past him I gave him the slightest head nod with a sly grin which was my way of inviting him back to my place…. what would he do?

Walking up through the dunes to my back door, I could not feel him following me. Darn…..

There is an outdoor shower at my little beachside shack which isn’t really visible from the beach. I had a quick rinse, dried myself off a little bit and went inside.

The experience was a bit of a turn on, just seeing a hot older guy wearing a speedo isn’t that common here in Australia. I figured I’d grab a beer, grab my laptop and sit on my back deck to dry off and I’d already decided that I’d sit down and write about this immediately to share with my blog fans/members.

I hadn’t even loaded the admin dashboard of my blog when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye, it was the older guy walking up the little trail towards my house.

He had his sunglasses on, his black speedo and nothing else.

I put my laptop down, put my beer down and stood up to greet this older fellow. Smiling and in a very friendly voice, I offered him a beer.

He grabbed the front of his speedo, which was sporting a healthy bulge, and told me he didn’t want a beer but thought maybe Ankara escort bayan I could help him with the bulge he was grabbing. I turned and let him follow me inside. When I slid the sliding door open I could feel him behind me. Once we were inside he grabbed my hips and pulled me back towards him. He started kissing my neck and both his hands went around to the front of my black ADIDAS speedos.

His smell, his rough hands on my cock, his face and tongue on my neck and his cock grinding against my butt crack got me hard pretty quickly.

I was expecting him to turn me around and I’d get to work my tongue on his cock. He had another plan, while he was still behind me he told me he wanted to suck me off while he jerked off in his speedo. He wanted me cumming in his mouth while he was cumming in his speedo.

Fine with me.

Breaking from his embrace, I took the two steps towards by kitchen counter (breakfast bar). It gave me something to lean back against and I had barely turned around to face this man and he was on his knees.

The drawstring on the ADIDAS speedos is pretty thin and I had it tied in a double knot (I had been at the pool doing laps) and he was struggling to get it undone. See, my life isn’t exactly like a porn film, that would never happen in a real porno.

Before either of us got frustrated, I pull the leg of my speedo and gave him access to my cock.

He Escort Ankara went to town on my cock. Furious, is how I’d describe it.

Looking down at his bobbing head, I could see his right down the front of his speedo (no drawstring troubles there) and he was pounding away at his man meat.

Unlike a porno, I wasn’t going to last long with this guy working my cock over so enthusiastically. For a split second he took his mouth off my cock and told me to warn him when I was getting close. I said OK and about twenty seconds later, I warned him that was getting close.

He started pounding his cock faster and it was hot watching it. I wondered if he’d stretch the front of his speedo much and that was my last thought as I reached my climax and started cumming in his mouth.

I don’t like grabbing the back of someones head but it was a reflex and I thrust my hips as my cock squirted jet after jet of cum into this guys mouth.

It was just as I was finishing and he let out a grunt (maybe a gurgle) and I could tell he was now cumming as well. As my orgasm was subsiding, I grabbed his hair and said something cheesy, yes, I said “Like that big Daddy?” C’mon, I had just cum in a strangers mouth.

I let go of his hair and he removed his mouth from my cock. I tucked myself back in and he pulled his hand out of the front of his speedo. He stood up, said thanks and walked out the door. The view of him walking back down to the beach was pretty hot and he wiped his cummy right hand on the bum of his speedo leaving a smear.

That was it.

Two days later I flew out to Colorado for a three week trip so I have no idea if he has been at the beach since. When I get back he knows where I live.

Louis pulled out of the kiss again, holding my chin between his fingers. “There are quite a few people here. And now they know you’re gay. Kind of a big step.”

“Good.” I kissed him again quickly. “I’m happy. I want them to know.”

He laughed and blushed. “Well, as long as you’re enjoying it.”

“I am. A lot.”

“Great. Same.” He smiled. “I don’t think we’re bugging anyone, but any chance you want to get out of here already?”

I turned around. All of our friends had gotten up from the table and moved on to the dancefloor while we’d been busy, and I hadn’t noticed. Not all of them were dancing – I could see Angela leaning against a wall on her own, and I couldn’t see Sue anywhere. She’d probably left already. I suppose it wasn’t every day you got a hotel room with your boyfriend.

“I…”

“We can stay here, if you want. It’s fine.” Louis said quickly. “And if we go back to the hotel room together, it’s not like we have to do anything-“

“I want to do everything.” I fiddled with his tie and looked into his eyes. “Everything you want to do, anyway.”

He blushed deeply and nodded. “Okay then. I’ll go talk to Ellie and get the key.”

“Okay.” I grinned like an idiot as I watched him head towards the dancefloor, and took a second to compose myself. I took a few seconds to make sure I wasn’t tenting in my pants. As I emerged from the little cove we’d been standing in, Matt was right there.

“Hey, Jay.” Matt grabbed my hand and shook it. “Congrats on being gay.”

“Uh, thanks?” I frowned slightly.

“Sorry, I know that’s a weird way to say it.” He laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. “But my uncle’s gay, and this school is so ridiculous – it’s kind of nice that you got to go out being open about it.”

“Yeah, I guess.” I smiled. “Thanks.”

“Anyway, I’ve gotta go. My girlfriend thinks this place sucks, and Lea’s come to her senses, so now we’re not even getting distracted by the make-out session with that creepy guy.” He chuckled. “See you around, dude.”

“Yeah, you too.”

My eyes scanned the room. There was Lea, who didn’t quite look as ready to stop as Matt suggested. I kept seeing her bite her lip and look across the room to the bar, at the guy she’d been making out with. Tiffany was busy delivering an emphatic lecture to her, but she didn’t seem to be paying much attention.

Nick was also there, and as he saw me looking at them, he gave me a tentative smile. I returned it, and nodded, which caused him to break out into a broad grin. We’d both gone overboard that one day, and said some things we probably shouldn’t have. But we’d been closeted gay guys at this school together for years, even when we didn’t know it, and I guess me kissing Louis in front of everyone here was still a win for both of us.

I also saw Jamie, on the dance floor, as I made my way around. I felt like he was avoiding looking at me, but he was dancing, so I couldn’t be sure. Maybe he was just trying to concentrate. Not my problem, anyway. I walked over to where Angela was standing, and leaned against the wall next to her.

She looked across to me, an amused grin on her face. “Well done. Very dramatic. Ellie will be proud.”

“Thanks.” I laughed softly. “I don’t know what came over me, but I’m glad something did.”

“I’m sure.” She chuckled.

“Anyway, how’s your night going?”

She shrugged. “It could be better. It’s nice to get dressed up like this, but nothing special is happening. I suppose it was silly to expect it would.”

“You were expecting something?”

She shook her head. “I don’t think it matters much now. I suppose I’m just standing here, watching things end.”

“Oh. Sorry.” A hint of sadness cut through my elation about things finally happening with Louis. Angela was a great person, and she deserved to have a good night too. I’d never seen her express any romantic interest in anyone, so I wondered what she was hoping could have happened tonight.

“It’s fine. Someone else’s fault, really.”

I’d never actually heard her sound genuinely disappointed. She had such a stoic, calm disposition that I hadn’t thought it possible. I looked up and scanned the room, at a loss for things to say. Oh, god. Caitlyn was making a beeline for the two of us, throwing her occasional trademark glares at me along the way.

Angela looked up as she approached, and smiled softly. “Yes?”

Caitlyn sighed, and put her hands on her hips. “Does it have to be everyone?”

“I think Jay will do just fine.” Angela smirked. “Luckily for you, Sue’s not here.”

“Fine.” Caitlyn pursed her lips, and turned to face me, letting out a small annoyed sound. “Jay, I’m really sorry about everything. Especially the plagiarism accusation thing, but also just about not being nicer to you in general.”

I blinked, and twisted my head to look at Angela. She smiled at me, and shrugged. I turned back to Caitlyn. “Uh, thanks. I’m also really sorry. For the jokes and stuff. That wasn’t very nice of me either, and I wish I’d Ankara escort been a bit better to you, too.”

It was Caitlyn’s turn to blink in surprise, and I was fairly sure she was holding back a smile. Because I was doing the same.

“See? Now, was that so hard?” Angela asked.

Caitlyn shook her head slowly, but didn’t offer a reply.

“Now.” Angela pushed herself off the wall. “About the other thing-“

“That’s okay.” Caitlyn grinned. “Jay gave me an idea.”

“Oh really?” Angela asked.

“Yes.” Caitlyn surged forward, like a big, pink predator, and their faces collided. My brain took a second to figure out what was happening, and even once I did, the shock of one of my friends kissing someone who’d been one of my biggest enemies for years had me reeling. Sue would freak out.

It didn’t even occur to me that two girls kissing on the dancefloor might also have been a thing other people might have taken note of. Not until Dru – of course it was that asshole – whooped from the other side of the dancefloor. Without breaking the kiss, Caitlyn twisted her arm out to face him and extended her middle finger. Tiffany, Lea and Nick stopped talking and turned to stare.

“Oh, my.” Louis’ tone was amused as he popped up beside me, a hotel room keycard in his hand.

“Did you know about this?” I turned to face him.

“A little.” He shrugged. “Okay, a lot. God, you should see your face.”

I laughed and shook my head. I tried not to stare at Angela and Caitlyn as I grabbed his arm and turned him to face the exit. “Come on. We should… leave them to it.”

He let me pull him across the dancefloor and towards the door. I stopped to give Ellie a quick hug and say goodbye.

“Shut up,” I said quickly.

“I didn’t even-“

“It was preemptive.” I grinned.

“Sue’s already headed over. I hope you bump into her. You have to explain to her that Louis and you ARE a couple now.” She beamed and waved at Louis, who was chatting to Mel by the door. He awkwardly waved back.

“Right.” I leaned in for a quick hug. “Okay, we’re going to head out. Bye. See you tomorrow.”

She winked as I headed off. I gave Mel a hug when I got to them, and Louis and I waved goodbye to everyone else. Soon we were plunging out into the cool breeze of the evening.

“Hey, look over here,” he said as we got out.

“What-” He collided with me, forcing his tongue into my mouth and shoving me up against a wall. I groaned in satisfaction as he pressed against me, grinding our hips together so that our hard dicks rubbed together through our pants. I started running my hands all over him, gradually working them under his suit jacket, slipping my fingers down the back of his shirt and past his waistband. The convulsions of his laughter reverberated through my whole body as he pushed off of me with a huge smile on his face.

“Okay, that was my fault – I couldn’t help myself.” He took a steadying breath. “But if you’re going to start doing that, we should head to the hotel. We’ve literally got a room.”

“Right.” I nodded, taking a few seconds to gather my thoughts. “Okay, well, then. Let’s get going.”

I don’t know how I managed to keep my hands off of him the whole walk there. It was five minutes that felt like an eternity. I was still nervous enough to wonder if this was really happening. Maybe the weird, paranoid sense that this was a delusion – one that I could shatter at any moment – was just about enough to keep my hormones in check.

We were damn lucky we already had the key and didn’t have to check in. I wasn’t sure how Louis was coping, but there was no way I would have been able to form coherent sentences to talk to a receptionist. And it seemed like both of us had only just been able to hold on for long enough to get to the elevator, where we crashed against each other again, and he kissed me so hard I nearly fell over.

When the doors opened with a loud ding, he pulled me out, and we stumbled our way towards the room, locked at the lips and pawing at each other. We somehow managed to get the right number without pulling out of the kiss for even a second. He tried to open the door without stopping either, but wasn’t successful. We reluctantly pulled apart, and he used the key-card to unlock it.

It was a nice room. Small, but modern and fully equipped. TV, dressing table, bar fridge, door at the opposite end that led to a nice looking bathroom. Of course, the major thing to take note of in the room – that we might have had to share as people who were still awkward around each other – was that it had one bed. King-sized, but definitely meant for a couple.

“Ellie.” I smiled and shook my head.

“That could have been awkward.”

“Wait for it.” I wandered over to the drawer of the bedside table, and pulled it open. Yup. Condoms and lube. Louis came over to look.

“Well, it sure beats a Gideon bible.” He laughed.

I grimaced. “If she tries to talk to me about it, I’m going to jump through the nearest window.”

“Well, Ankara escort bayan we don’t have to talk to her until tomorrow.” He sidled up to me. “And in the meantime…”

“You’re going to keep me away from windows?”

“Among other things.” He reached his hand across to turn me to face him, and crushed our mouths together again. I wasn’t expecting him to be so forceful, so I let out a sharp breath in surprise. He pulled back, and looked directly into my eyes. “Is this okay?”

“Not when you’re not kissing me.” I shoved my face forward again, pressing our lips together, invading his mouth with my tongue. His skin was so soft, and the way he moved with me – it was like a dance, instead of a struggle. I wanted to kiss him forever. Until I couldn’t breathe, even.

We both wanted more, though. I knew I did, anyway. And from the way his hard dick rubbed against mine through the fabric of our pants, I suspected he did too. I slipped my hands inside his jacket, ran them over his flat stomach, his chest, around to his back. He groaned at the attention, and pulled away slightly. I grunted in frustration.

“We’re going to get undressed right?” His nose traced its way across my face, and I could feel his breath on my cheek.

I still couldn’t help myself. I smirked. “I understand that’s how it usually works, yes.”

“Hilarious.” He smiled. “I just meant that I rented this tux, so I don’t want to give it back in any sort of roughed up state. Or with any, you know…” He blushed.

“Stains?”

“Yeah.”

“Fine.” I started undoing his tie. “See? I’m helping.”

He laughed. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.” I leaned in and kissed him again, pulling it off and unbuttoning his top few buttons. “Tie’s yours though, right?”

“Yeah, but-” His eyes tracked it as I balled it up and tossed it onto the dressing table. “I still like it. Don’t want to mess it up.”

“It’ll survive.” I shrugged. I ran my hands up his sides and over the curve of his shoulders, and gently dislodged the jacket. He held his arms back and shrugged out of it, and I carefully lifted it up. I stepped back and held it out to him.

“Thanks.” He took it from me carefully, and walked over to the closet.

I followed in his wake, and when he started carefully hanging it up in the closet, I grabbed him from behind, pulled his collar aside and started kissing his neck. It took way longer than it should have for him to hang it up, but he didn’t complain, so I kept at it, and let my hands roam freely over his body.

“So impatient.” He let out a breathy little laugh.

“Not impatient,” I said between the kisses that I was still planting on his neck. “Take as long as you want. I’m just tired of not touching you.”

He let out another laugh, although it almost sounded like a groan. “Fair enough. Give me your jacket.”

I murmured my assent, and took my hands off of him, but not my mouth. I quickly slipped out of my jacket and held it out. We went through the whole hanging process again, although I’d managed to undo another two buttons of his shirt, so I had more of his neck and shoulder to kiss. His breathing was getting heavier.

“We need-” he panted. “To get our pants off.”

My hand slid down the front of his stomach, and before I went to work on the clasp and zipper, I slipped it further down and let it rest on the hardness I felt there. Fuck, he felt huge, and rock-hard. I gave it a light squeeze. “I can help with that, too.”

He didn’t respond, just let out a little moan, and kept breathing heavily.

“Is it okay that I’m touching you there?” I asked softly, right into his ear.

“It’s more than okay.” He gasped. “For you to touch me. Anywhere.”

I grinned, satisfied, and buried my face in the crook of his neck again. As fun as it was to touch him down there, and to make him groan like that, I really wanted his pants off. So I slowly unhooked the clasp, and pulled down the zipper, running my hands across his erection a few more times as I did, making myself smile every time I drew an involuntary noise from him.

He turned his head and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Okay. Seriously. Let’s get out of our pants now.”

I chuckled. “Yes, sir.”

It seemed like a worthwhile trade-off, if it got him down to his underwear. I stepped back, and quickly unfastened mine, letting them drop to the floor and stepping out of them. I reached down to grab them, and as I came back up, I noticed Louis staring at me with his draped off his arm. He blushed, but didn’t look away as I walked over to him.

I kissed him and, pulling away and smirking, I spun him around to face the clothing rail again. He honestly seemed like he needed help to focus, and I wanted to finish what I’d started. His shirt was hanging off his shoulder at that point, so I started in again, kissing up and down along the stretch of exposed skin. I held out my pants with one hand, for when he was ready for them, and used the other to undo his last Escort Ankara few buttons.

We kicked off our socks while he finished hanging up our pants, and he undid the cuff-buttons of his shirt. I helped him slip out of it, grabbing it before it hit the floor and holding it up to him.

“Fuck it.” He balled up the shirt and tossed it on one of the shelves. “That’s mine anyway, and it’s cheap.”

“I could have ripped it off of you.”

“It wasn’t THAT cheap.” He laughed.

“Pity.” I was mostly joking, but a little disappointed. Not that there weren’t other things to enjoy. Like how only the two thin layers of our underwear – both boxer briefs, my mind noted absently – were separating my hard cock from his ass. I grinded my hips against him. He pushed back, clearly in no hurry to move yet.

I slid my hand down his now-bare torso, feeling the smooth skin, interrupted by the lightest dusting of hair around his treasure trail. I slipped the tips of my fingers past his waistband, and paused, not sure if I should go further yet.

“Please.” He gasped.

That was all I needed. My hand plunged inside, coming to rest on the silky skin of his raging erection. We both let out a slight groan as I made contact, and my hips bucked with just enough force to make him reach out a hand to steady himself against the closet shelf. I panted into his neck as I stood there, gently stroking up and down.

“Okay, enough.” He reached down to grab my hand.

“What?” I let go of his dick, worried I’d gone a bit too far.

“It’s… um.” He turned his head to look back at me, and his face was flushed again. “Been a while since the last time I did stuff with a guy, and if you keep doing that, I’m going to embarrass myself.”

“Can’t have that.” I put my hand on his arm, and spun him around.

I took a moment just to look at him. Smooth skin, with that slightly darker hue of his that made him look like he had a permanent tan. Slender, but toned, and the way his underwear could barely contain his erection was doing things to me. But he ruined my view by crossing his arms.

“I know I’m not exactly athletic, like Eric or Jamie-“

“Neither am I.” I scoffed.

“Yeah… But you’re less freakishly skinny than me, and-“

I stepped forward and kissed him. “You’re beautiful.”

He didn’t respond – just blushed furiously, and looked at the floor. I set out to prove it to him, gently pushing his arms open, running my hands all over him. I started to kiss my way down his torso, and subtly slipped my hands past the back of his waistband, cupping his asscheeks as I gradually lowered myself to the floor. He watched me as I moved, but didn’t say anything.

I probably should have taken more time to show him just how attractive I thought he was, but I was too excited. There was one goal in my mind, and I wasn’t in the mood to be distracted. As I got to the floor and settled onto my knees, I gently pulled his underwear off, and his dick swung forward to greet me.

It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been wondering what it could have looked like. Even in the depths of my longing for him, my hormones were still at work. But I hadn’t pictured it this big, or this beautiful. I didn’t have to worry about looking, because it was Louis. But looking wasn’t all I wanted to do.

I wanted to engage all my senses. Sight. Scent. Touch. Taste. Everything. Wrapping my hand around the base, I inhaled deeply. He smelled amazing, and I was in heaven. He was still a little sweaty from the walk over, and maybe having to wear a suit all night, but that only enhanced the smell. And it was pure Louis, mingled with sex in a way that flooded my head and drove me wild.

I didn’t want to take him in my mouth too quickly, either – it felt like I should try to savour it. To study every angle, keep running my hand along the smooth skin of his shaft, feeling every vein, how it moved with every twitch. But I couldn’t wait, so I hoped – trusted – that there’d be more time later.

I leaned forward and licked the tip, lapping the tiniest trace of precum. He groaned and twitched his hips forward, and I held out and teased him a bit longer, running my tongue up and down his shaft. He put his hand in my hair and gripped it, not forcing my head anywhere, but following my movement.

I grinned up at him, and with one smooth motion, slid his length into my mouth. He let out a loud moan, his grip on my hair loosened, and his knees even trembled slightly. His dick fit my mouth like it was made for it, and I gradually worked myself further and further down his length, trying to relax my throat so that I didn’t gag.

I was pretty proud of myself when my nose reached his pubes. His breathing had gotten really erratic, and my dick was feeling uncomfortably restrained. I reached down my hand into my underwear to pump at it while I started bobbing my head on his, getting into a rhythm. Louis’s breathing got even wilder, and his body began to jerk and twitch.

“Fuck, Jay, I’m cumming.”

I redoubled my efforts, and was rewarded with a warm flood of his juices. I could have sworn it was the best thing I’d ever tasted, but maybe that was just because it was Louis. It was salty and intense, and didn’t even taste slightly bitter. I swallowed every drop, and slowly stood up to look him in the eye.

I fixed my eyes on my wedding ring, rubbing my thumb over my husband’s engraved initials. RB. Robert Benedict.

“You’ve been rubbing that thing since we got here,” Mike said. Conrad looked up at his friend, who was just sipping a cup of coffee and eyeing the waitress. Not just eyeing her. Eating her with his eyes. Mike had hungry eyes. You could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his depraved face. He snapped his eyes away from the waitress. “Did something happened to your hubby?”

Conrad smiled.

“No…Sorry. I lost it today,” Conrad said. “The ring, I mean. I take it off to shower, but I always remember to put it back on. I was leaving the house when I noticed and I just lost my mind over it. Bobby was laughing at me as he led me to the bathroom to show where I had left it. Right there on the bathroom cabinet. It was pretty funny.”

“What, did you feel guilty?”

“I guess.”

Mike brushed a hand through his blond hair, shaking his head. “Jesus. When I lost mine,” he said, showing it on his finger. “I just bought another one. Sylvia didn’t even notice.”

“No way. I wouldn’t lose mine.”

“You just did today,” Mike said, smiling cruelly. “I’m just messing with you. Bobby didn’t seem to mind at all.”

Conrad shrugged. Still, he took a comfort in rubbing the ring with his thumb over and over, promising himself to never lose it again.

“Oh shit,” Mike said. He rose up, brushing his hand over the coffee stains in his clothes, making them worse. It fell over his pants, shirt and suit. “No fucking way. Shit. Fuck, Connie, I need to do a presentation today. Why the hell are you smiling?”

Conrad was indeed smiling.

“Well, I remember you saying that my spares over at my office was a waste of time. Here we are.”

Mike’s eyes shone with delight.

“My man. I said that because you wouldn’t ever need them. You’re not stupid like me. Let’s go?”

Conrad nodded. The pretty waitress helped us out, getting a big tip from Mike, but no more hungry looks.

The little wardrobe in Conrad’s office contained a few spares, you never knew when you needed a quick shower. He had a private bathroom too. His office was big. Mike waited as he arranged another light blue suit, a white shirt and dark pants. When Conrad turned around, Mike was already shirtless, his back to Conrad.

While he watched, Mike pulled down his pants. He revealed his white briefs, circling nicely around his uptight butt. Conrad shouldn’t look. But the most embarrassing part was yet to come.

Conrad prepared himself mentally to look straight into Mike’s eyes and never look down as his friend turned around. But the preparation was in vain, because the moment it was on sight, Conrad’s eyes were brought down for a split second to the magnetic bulge. He looked up as fast as he could, but he knew that Mike had seen it.

He’ll never trust me again, Conrad thought.

Then, Mike laughed.

“Oh my god, Connie…you’re blushing so hard.”

“I’m not…what are you talking about?”

Mike laughed harder, which helped Conrad a bit. It helped because he was getting mad.

“What?” he asked.

“Hey, I’m fully aware that I was stripping in front of my friend who is GAY. Don’t worry.”

“I wasn’t…”

“Ohhh so you weren’t looking at my bulge with eyes like these?” he said in a mocking tone and bulging eyes.

“Fuck you,” Conrad said, smiling.

“At least tell me if you liked what you saw?”

“I’ll beat you, Michael.”

Mike laughed. “I’d rather not. You look pretty tough.”

“I’m not the one obsessed with muscles. Well, not this a particular way.”

Mike snorted.

“I have muscles,” Mike said when he calmed down. “But you have size.”

“Well…” Now Conrad stared straight into that bulge with confidence. “I definitely do have size.”

Mike’s mouth dropped for a second.

“Cheap blow, my man,” he said. He inspected his own cock, grabbing it. “This is more than enough.”

Conrad was aroused. He hid it better that time.

“Well, go on ahead to your presentation.”

“I’ll keep you posted.” Mike dressed up.

Mike came back a little later, thanking Conrad again for the help and announcing that his presentation had been successful. He stood by the door.

“A bit wide for me, even with all the gym work,” Mike said about the clothes. “Specially here.” He grabbed his crotch. Conrad stirred again. There was something about a sexy blond like Mike grabbing his bulge…while wearing Conrad’s clothes.

Conrad felt a bit guilty, so he had to say something to his husband when he got home.

“Funny thing happened today,” he said. He told most of it, except the bits that made him feel embarrassed.

“Chicken is almost ready,” Bobby announced, smiling. He was shirtless, showing the lean chest, covered with dark hair. He stood by the oven, pale skin glowing with sweat. “Did he give the clothes back?”

“Not yet.”

“At least those spares had some use. I thought they would never see the light of day.”

“Funny, Mike said about the same thing.”

“Huh. Ankara bayan escort Maybe because we are right.”

Conrad smiled sweetly. He walked over and kissed his husband.

“Come on, I’m sweaty,” Bobby complained.

“So what? I like manly sweat.”

“No, stop it,” he said, voice mellow, but Conrad knew him enough to know that he really didn’t want anything.

Bobby just didn’t want to upset Conrad, which was fine, he guessed. At least he cared. Bobby didn’t like to feel dirty. Not even during sex.

“Dinner smells delicious,” he said. Complimenting the food made his hubby happy.

Then, he went to take a shower. He half expected Bobby to follow him, get inside and have some fun. God knew he was in the mood for it. But Bobby wasn’t a shower guy either.

Conrad took off his wedding ring, but after he was done with the shower, he didn’t forget to put it back on.

In the following morning, Mike gave the clothes back. He showed up in the office with a big smile.

“Here you go, big guy. Thank you again.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I didn’t like to feel so small, though. Look at this,” Mike said, showing his pants…how tight it was. He gave a little twirl to show his butt too. “See, everything is so big it’s trying to get out.”

“That’s why you like tighty whities.”

“Gotta compensate somehow.”

“I think you’re fine.”

“Really?” Mike sounded interested. Conrad was a bit more embarrassed. “You know, I like this. You sometimes feel so closed up, buddy. We should be able to joke around.”

Problem was, Mike’s jokes usually ended up with Conrad getting hard. During the following days, he began to make questions about Conrad’s relationship, digging for details of their sex life. He made Conrad blush every time. He wasn’t surprised when Conrad admitted that Bobby was always the one who got penetrated.

“Big guy like you…it’s pretty obvious,” Mike said, when they were drinking their coffee at the shop.

“It would surprise you how much that’s not the case with some big guys.”

“But with you, it is.”

“Yes.”

Mike smiled weirdly. They finished their coffee and returned to work. He got a message from Mike later saying that he was going to meet him before going home, and Conrad met him at the elevator.

“Hey, Conrad. I wanna talk to you about somethin’. Could I walk you to your car?”

“Sure, man.”

Mike didn’t want to look at him. Were his cheeks growing pink? Conrad thought so. He didn’t know if it was endearing or worrying.

As they left the building, away from the people, Mike turned to him.

“You know, I think you’re the only person who I should be comfortable talking about this.” He ran a hand over his blond hair. “We trust each other, right?”

“Of course.” Yeah, Conrad was definitely getting worried.

“So…I want your help. I want you to find me a gay guy. A friend of yours, whom you trust.”

“W-what?”

“Or maybe it doesn’t have to be a friend…”

“Wait, Mike…wha-what are you saying?”

“I want to…” Mike looked around, got closer and whispered. “I wanna sleep with a guy. Try it out, you know.”

“But…you’re straight.”

“So?”

How the hell was Conrad suppose to answer to that?

“Your wife?” he managed.

“Come on, you know I sleep around.”

And he did know.

“You want to fuck another guy?” Conrad asked blankly.

“I was more thinking about…getting fucked.”

Conrad felt his own cheeks burning up.

“Jesus, Mike.”

“What? All you have to do is point me in a direction. I don’t want to use those apps, I don’t want to have any kind of chance that someone I know might take a print and show to my wife. You must know other gay guys, right?”

“Of course…but…”

“Great. That’s all I want. Thank you, man.” Mike slapped him in the shoulder and walked away. “Say hi to Bobby for me.”

Shot the bullet, Conrad thought, and just left me for dead.

Conrad arrived home with a tormented mind. He wondered if Bobby could help him, but thought better of it. Bobby would just find it disgusting, which it was.

Damn Mike. Damn him.

He thought about some guys he knew. None of them seemed a good option. But Conrad didn’t really know which type Mike would have. Did he even have a type? Could he have one?

Also, thinking about Mike getting fucked obviously left Conrad in a bit of a situation. His cock could not get rid of an endless erection. Bobby wasn’t in the mood for sex that day. Conrad tried and tried, showing how hard he was by rubbing it from behind.

He went to sleep frustrated. Mike didn’t show up in his office the next day, but asked Conrad to meet him at the coffee shop.

Conrad still hadn’t thought of anyone. When he told Mike, it didn’t seem to bother him. He shrugged, his attention caught by the brunette waitress as if he hadn’t asked just the day before for a man to fuck him.

The girl took their orders, blushing at Mike. Only when she left, he turned to Conrad.

“It’s all right. I noticed Escort bayan Ankara that you weren’t actually comfortable with it…I shouldn’t have asked.”

“So you changed your mind?” Conrad said, a bit relieved.

“No, I already found someone.”

It took Conrad all the way back to their building to convince Mike to open up. Conrad was curious. Also, angry. Hadn’t he just said that Conrad was the only one he could trust?

Mike finally talked.

“It’s, uh, Jerry.”

“Jerry?!” Conrad said. They were in the office, but Mike spoke in a hushed tone.

“Yeah. I’d heard some stories about him. Seems like he has just as much to lose as me. He wouldn’t talk shit. So I approached. And…” Mike smiled. “He was pretty eager, you know.”

“Jerry is ugly as fuck!” Conrad said, completely outraged.

Mike scoffed at that. He sat down on the chair in front of the table, watching Conrad pace around the room. Conrad felt too hot and decided to lose the suit. The moment he sat down on his chair, he began to rub his thumb on his wedding ring.

“I don’t really care about that,” Mike said. “I don’t care if he’s pretty. I just want to try it out.”

Just try it out.

Conrad sighed.

“Are you really sure?” he asked. “Mike, man. Are you really sure you want another guy touching you like that?”

“I’m curious. But how can I be sure?”

They faced each other. Conrad retreated first with his eyes. Mike was quick to realize what that meant.

“Uhh, Connie…do you want to help me? Cause…if you do…man, it would be really great of you.”

Conrad rubbed his thumb on his wedding ring. He shook his head.

“Mike, just…It’s not a good idea.”

“Why the hell not? Who better? You know, I thought about it, but thought better not to ask, since you’re all crazy with the idea of marriage. But if you think you can do it.”

Mike had that effect of saying the most horrible things and still sound so…attractive.

“How would I help you? I won’t fuck you.”

“No, no…not that. Let me touch you.”

He took a deep breath.

“Where?”

“You know where.”

Conrad shifted in his seat uncomfortably. His cock began to stiff. He touched himself, tugging. Mike watched it. The way he smiled gave Conrad a deep shiver.

“Okay. Sure, man. It’s just to help you out.”

He didn’t believe how quickly Mike moved around the table and grabbed Conrad’s privates. Conrad watched his hand there, touching him, squeezing.

Mike took his hand away.

“Not feeling great, huh?” Conrad asked.

Mike shook his head.

“It’s big. It shows, you know…most of the time. People notice. How hung you are.”

“They do?” Conrad asked, surprised.

Mike smiled. He grabbed Conrad’s cock again, this time lingering. He fingers brushed the head, pressing down. He moved through the length. Conrad looked up at him. Mike was touching his dick and smiling. His Mike.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, what?”

“You asked if I was sure. Yeah, I’m sure.” Then Mike made as if to walk away.

“No, that’s not enough. You have to be really sure.” Conrad stood up and, taking his hand again, placed it on top of his crotch. Mike closed his palm around the volume, slowly making pressure. They stared at each other. Mike nodded.

“You’re right, I think I may need some time…some good time before making such a decision. Can you help me with that?”

Conrad’s cock was hurting.

“I can.”

And he did. Every day, Mike showed up. Their interaction would always look normal at first, but then they would get too close and brush their bodies together.

“Too bad my office is made of fucking glass,” Mike said once, while sitting on Conrad’s lap, sticking his hand inside Conrad’s pants. He took the same hand to his face, inhaling. “Fuck, never thought I would enjoy that.”

Conrad shook his head, smiling. Mike looked at Conrad’s wedding ring.

“How’s Bobby?” he asked.

“Just fine.”

“So am I.”

Mike began to like mentioning Bobby. Conrad guessed that Mike enjoyed how Conrad blushed while his cock twitched.

They went on with touching and feeling for a while, until one day Mike came into the office as if in a hurry.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey, Mike.”

He walked around the table and waited for Conrad to open up his legs so he could sit on the lap. The weight made the chair screech. Conrad took a mental note to change that damn chair. But the feel of Mike’s butt on his leg was suddenly all he could think about. Mike’s hands on his chest, moving up to his neck and face.

“Hey,” Mike said again, this time in a husky whisper. “Missed me?”

“This is crazy, Mike.”

“Shhh.” He put his hand around Conrad’s neck, closing the mouth with his fingers, and adjusted his position so he was on top of Conrad’s growing erection. He rubbed the cock with his asscheeks, while staring straight into Conrad’s eyes. “That’s right, get hard for me.”

Conrad lowered his head over Mike’s shoulder and armpit, licking and leaving some wet mark on the suit, Bayan escort Ankara which prompted Mike to remove it, the shirt too, leaving only his tie. He looked hot.

Now Conrad could lick his actual armpit, his thick chest and hard pink nipple.

“I’m so hard,” Conrad said, a bit unnecessarily, since Mike was definitely feeling it on his buttcheeks.

“Want me to take off the pants?”

“Mike…We shouldn’t.”

“Are you saying no?”

Conrad bit his lip. His silence was enough for Mike to get up from his lap and pull down the pants. Now he was sitting on top of Conrad’s bulge wearing only his tight black briefs. Conrad wouldn’t be able to take much more of this.

“This feels nice,” Mike said, sounding as if he was surprised.

“You enjoy a big cock up against your bum?”

“You should talk like that more often,” Mike said, causing Conrad to blush. “Seriously, Connie. Your cock feels nice.”

“Wanna take a look?”

“Fuck, yeah.” Mike stood up and turned, expectantly touching his own dick through the underwear, then undressing completely. His dick was incredible, beautiful…thick, with a purple head, blond. “This is my little buddy. Now show me what a real cock looks like.”

Conrad unzipped his pants and pulled out. He gave his member a big tug and squeeze, making it slap against his belly. He reached deeper and brought out his large furry balls. His lips trembled into a smile as he looked up to Mike, hoping to God that his friend was enjoying the big cock. Mike could not take his eyes off it.

“Damn. So much bigger.”

There they were, the hungry eyes. Conrad had never thought he would see Mike staring at him that way, definitely not at his dark cock, thick fur and large balls.

Conrad gasped loudly as Mike took the head in his hand and squeezed. He let go instantly and the cock fell over the belly again. Mike had a strange look upon his face.

“I-I…” Mike stuttered, his face growing a deep shade of red. He reached for the cock again, rubbing his thumb on the top. “Damn, it’s so warm and heavy. It’s so hot.”

Conrad was looking straight at the hand on his dick. Then he had to close his eyes and concentrate.

“Tell me you’re enjoying this,” Mike said.

“I-I am. Damn it, Mike. I am.”

“I want to sit on it…not take it, not yet, just put it between my crack and rub it.”

“Okay.”

Mike turned around, showing his white hard butt, the hair so blond it looked like he was hairless, unless you really focused. He lowered himself on the cock, dancing to rub it right inside.

“Call me fag,” Mike said. Conrad jumped.

“What?” Conrad asked. He hated that word. Hated with passion. He had been called that a few times to know he would never call someone that.

“Say I’m a fag, Connie. Your fag.”

Conrad was out of breath. The way Mike asked that…He felt like he couldn’t refuse.

“You’re a fag. Now be a good fag and dance on my cock…that’s it. Nice fag.” Each time, the word came easier. “Nice little fag you are, Mike. So good.”

“I’m gonna cum,” Mike said.

Conrad took hold of him, hugging him from behind, then grabbing Mike’s dick and jerking as fast as he could. He made his friend cum all over himself. Thank god he had taken off his clothes.

“My god, man. Shit. I’ve never…” Mike was still on top of him, his breathing so sweet, his smell, his warmth, how the hell was Conrad supposed to live without that from now on?

Conrad kept him there in his arms, squeezing him while he recovered his breath after that big ejaculation.

“You smell so good!”

“I like this,” Mike said, caressing Conrad’s arms. “Buddy, I have to go, I have another presentation today. I’m sorry. I plan on coming back.”

He dressed up, and gave Conrad’s cock a last tug of goodbye before leaving.

After Mike left, Conrad went straight to his private bathroom to relieve himself. His cock was exploding from both passion and the need to piss. He pissed first. Then, he slowly stroke himself until he made a big mess. He felt like a big pervert as he cleaned up the cum from the bathroom floor.

Mike showed up after the working hours when mostly everyone had left. He locked the door while Conrad watched.

“Hey.”

Conrad sighed.

“How was your presentation?”

“Boring. But I was really calm. Calmer than usual.”

“Why is that?”

“Something must have really put me in a good place.”

They got really close. Conrad smelled Mike’s breath and had the urge to kiss him. He didn’t know if Mike was alright with that, though. That made him chuckle.

“What?”

“I was just wondering if I could kiss you.”

Mike kissed him. A light brush of the lips. A lingering touch. Lips parting to allow his tongue.

Conrad growled.

“Why are you so good at this?” he asked.

Mike smirked.

“I owe you one,” he said. “I have to make you cum now.”

“You don’t have to. I already came when you left.”

“What? Damn it. Sit down. It doesn’t matter. I’ll still do it.”

“Yeah? How?”

Conrad sit down to wait his answer. Mike knelt in front of him, holding Conrad’s knees, opening the legs slowly.

“I wanna try this,” Mike said, now a bit shy. “You okay with that?”

“You want to suck me off?” Conrad had to be sure. Mike nodded like an eager bunny.

“I’ve never done it, so I might be really bad.”

Dave seemed much perturbed, ill at ease. He played Center-Half; the most important position in our school’s soccer squad. Just shy of 6 feet, he had a stocky but muscular build with extra wide thighs, my fetish, A year or so older than my nineteen year, A rough and ready temperament completed his picture. Dave was not known to be interested in gay sex. For several months, though, I had given him many seductive signals; and he knew me to be a gay bottom; but he never showed any inclination to come any closer.

My secret enjoyment was to be a voyeur of jocks at play. I relished looking at their muscles in motions, especially upper legs and buttocks. The picture of sweaty energetic muscular bodies, with straight up monster cocks, assaulting me, knocking me down and crushing me under their weight, with the cocks finding my asshole and ramming it to gain access, By this time I would have jerked off my fantasy and my cum would be splashed over my shorts.

Dave was usually the star of this show. Except this afternoon, when during practice, he was acting out of sorts: He kicked the ball out of the field and almost came to blows with another player. I hung around waiting for him to finish his shower etc. My excuse was a paper that I needed his input on, nut I suspected he knew of my interest in him..

“Why Ankara escort don’t you meet me at ‘The KONO coffee shop around 6?” He added that some others would also be there, I had this itch in my ass that wouldn’t go away and i waited for the time by looking at my watch every few minutes. He met me outside the coffee shop a little after 6

“Sorry. No one else could make it. Why don’t we chill out at my place and I’ll drop you home later?” He took me to their basement TV lounge. Over lemonade and cookies, he sat next to me on the couch and confided his tale of woe.

“A cousin of mine has been visiting from Islamabad. She is in her early twenties. Studying for an MA. She’s not known to have a boyfriend”. He lowered his voice, sometimes stopping altogether. I pieced together that for the past week or so she had been a slow tease to poor Dave. Letting him touch her boobs, run his fingers over her legs and even held his erect cock. Oh, yes! She enjoyed kissing and would almost drown him in long wet lip-locks. During one such kiss, he had put his hand thru her waistband and fingered her wet pussy. She enjoyed that for a few minutes and then ran off. This was true to form for Pakistani girls. Hardly one out of a thousand would allow a home run. All this touching feeling, though, was Ankara escort bayan most prevalent between cousins. Necking and kissing, holding boobs and cocks sometime pussy rubbing and fingering were the limit of such liaisons

“But last night, her last here, it was the worst.” Dave recounted: They were all watching a late show and as others went away, only he and the cousin remained on the sofa in the basement TV lounge. They merged with each other and he started his slow seduction. She responded to the point that they were passionately necking and touching all over. He unhooked her bra and to her panting response, he fondled her boobs.

“I let my dick out, and drew her hand to it” (As he said this with eyes closed, he took out his large most handsome Lund and put my hand on it. It was hot and heavy, sculpted smooth to the touch, hard like a Greek column)

“She pulled on it and touched her lips on the cock-head. I put my hand through her sweatpants drawstrings and touched her wet pussy.”. He panted hoarsely. as he pulled me closer started caressing my back.

“There was a river flowing in her pussy. I pulled down her sweatpants and and panties off her ass down to her knees. Pulling apart her legs, I rubbed her pussy and fingered it lightly. She squirmed and weakly Escort Ankara tried to move away. I pinched her breasts and squeezed her in an embrace.” (Saying this, he crushed me, too, in a tight hug.)

“She was moaning in a low voice, as I was nibbling at her boobs and rubbing, what II presumed was her clit. She put her hand on mine and moved it over to the spot. She was moaning and convulsing lightly putting my hands behind, (Yes, he was pressing my ass and pulling my hands to his throbbing cock.as he continued)

“I put my hands under her ass and raised her up. I tried setting her wet pussy.down over my erect cock.She held my cock and rubbed it on the side of her love cave, after a few I slipped some spit on its head and rocked it in position. Just then she wiggled free and ran to her room.”

“I tried tp jerk off but I couldn’t get my head straight.” As I was feeing sorry for him, he continued:

“Thats where you come in, dear little faggot!” “Maybe you can help me get rid of this physical pain.”

“How may I help?” I blurted, though I had a good idea where this whole charade was headed.

He pinched my bottom and tried to turn me face down on the couch. “Just let us have some fun. You want it, don’t you” He took off his shorts and tried putting my face onto his throbbing cock.

“Are you looking for a sewer to dump your load into? If so, I’m not it. I’m not a whore but a human being whose sexual orientation may be different from yours. I need love, affection and respect to have a relationship. Physical attraction by itself does not suffice!”

And I walked home.

So I did not mention much about myself in part 1. I am a 59 year old male bi and discreet. I love women and love to take charge with them but with men I am very submissive and primarily a bottom. I am 5’7″ 200 lbs solid with a bit of a belly. I still work out and lift weights. I have a shaved head and goatee with a hairy chest.

So after John and I met I was craving for more. He was my first fuck in years! Our schedules really don’t mesh so we have limited opportunities.

Nonetheless, he was texting me on grindr that he missed me and wanted to see me again, even sending me gay kissing Emojis.

I chatted him up the following Monday and told him I could meet him again but didn’t have as much time as previously, not more than hour.

He wanted me bad enough so he told me to come.

He heard my motorcycle pull up and came out to meet me. He ushered me inside and immediately attacked my mouth with his as he undressed me. I find it very erotic when a guy undresses Ankara bayan escort me. He immediately began hugging and kissing me. He attacked my nipples with hunger chewing on them. I like it rough on my nipples. They got hard as a rock and I started moaning. Only the second time with him and he knew all the buttons to push!

He dragged me to the shower, we entered and he began to soap my body while kissing. He retreated lower and began chewing my nipples hard while he fingered my ass. I was lost in it as he spun me around and soaped my back.

I could feel his hard cock push urgently along my crack. I reached back to stroke him, he pulled away and put liquid soap on his cock and pushed forward. As his arms went over my shoulders he pulled me toward him, pinched my nipples and pushed just his head into my wanton hole!’ I wanted more!

Suddenly he pulled out shut the water off. We toweled off and he let me to his bed. We Escort bayan Ankara kissed as his hands roamed. Again he began chewing my nipples. He leaned me back on the bed aligned his cock with mine and began grinding against me. I started thinking he didn’t want to fuck today. Then he rose and took our cocks in his hand and stroked us together. After a few minutes he began rubbing his head against mine. It was hot I wanted more. I began lifting my legs indicating I wanted him inside me. He went to the dresser for lube. He put some on his cock and some in my whole. I should mention he doesn’t use much. The first time it hurt a bit but this time I appreciated less lube and the increased friction.

We tried a couple new positions which didn’t work so well. We ended up with me on the edge off the bed with my legs in the air and him standing. He thrust all the way in me in one motion, look at me and asked, ok? I responded with yes. He began Bayan escort Ankara fucking me, this time it felt so good from the get go and he was hitting my prostate. I began moaning and urging him on. It was pure bliss. At some point I felt him stop thrusting so I began to lift my legs and ass and began thrusting against him and begging him to fuck me and fill me! He began thrusting deeply and hard when he suddenly got louder pulled me tighter to him as he erupted inside my ass, one, two, three, four thrusts cumming each time!

As he stood looking exhausted I wasn’t done. I lowered my legs and wrapped them around his waist him still deep inside me. I began furiously stroking my cock. I needed to cum! As I stroked, I began squeezing his cock tightly inside my ass like I wanted to keep him hard and deep inside me as I exploded cum all over the place. Seconds after I came I felt him thrust deep and hard only three four thrusts as he suddenly shot another load inside me!

He collapsed on top of me laughed and said, “I tired!” He wiped me up as I didn’t have time to shower again. He showered as I dressed. He led me out to the door and kissed me. After I got him he sent me a couple of messages.

I can’t believe I found such a great connection. I WILL be seeing him again.

I love the feel of a summer rain warm and soothing on my bare skin when my beloved yielded to my spontaneously reckless abandon as we made love out in the open air on the soft thick grass so lush that it felt like carpet crushed luxuriously beneath us.

We had just moved into to our first home together that we had spent the previous 3 years renovating. We were able to afford it because it had been left abandoned so long that the city sold the house for $1,000 but the property was more expensive. I fell in love with it at first sight at the end of a cul-de-sac shaped like a pie wedge on an incline that had discouraged more affluent buyers from considering it. Bae thought I had lost my mind wanting to buy it at $35,000 because he thought I was just fantasizing and would not stick it out to make it liveable again. But that view from the back porch overlooking the bluff below was too spectacular to pass up.

Three years we struggled bringing this ruin back to life, literally needing everything done Ankara bayan escort to it. Bae would often exclaim it would cost less to bull-doze the rotted out eye-sore and start over, but I could see our home and us living happily here once the hardship of putting it back together was done.

Once the bramble and scrub was cleared you could really see what a gem it all was. We intentionally left as many of the old growth oak and maple trees that we could, even though some were to far gone to preserve. The place looked unremarkable from the road which I love that it does not inspire envy that way but as you come up that winding driveway it opens up beautifully. I adore how quiet, peaceful and private it all feels.

It took a bit to convince Bae that the long commute for work was worth it especially as what we thought would be a 6 months project stretched on so long as it did. I try not to think of the cost we spent that we will never be able to recoup in resale; Escort bayan Ankara but it was never a flip property for me anyway.

I forget the name of this grass it took so long to find and so many resodding efforts but once it took hold it really worked out well. The feel of it is like a carpet so lush but thick and short so vermin and snakes are not able to hide in it, though it is a bear to mow.

The warm water of the rain in summer feels so good against my skin as I feel every bit of Bae’s ample uncut endowment as I bounce up and down like a pogo stick. The way my Beloved moans as I take it in relaxed and tighten my muscles as I rise up stroking his cock with my ass is one of my utmost favorites.

I had pushed our relationship so hard that I was afraid I would lose my Bae over it, but now that we have finished this herculean task even my Beloved is astonished at how wonderful our own little piece of heaven proved to be.

I love the sound of my Bayan escort Ankara better half as he gets even more aroused moaning like only a masculine man like him can. I nearly make him cum when he wraps those strong muscular arms around me and in a motion as smooth as a waterfall flips me on my back and takes control. I get hot as he fucks me fearlessly and with an abandon I had not felt from him in years. I get all the more aroused feeling his muscular body ungulate and pulse with the power of the alpha that he undeniably is.

I feel the orgasm rising in my balls getting stronger like the waves of the ocean as the tide comes in. Bae picks up pace and fills me with his seed and I bust my own nut in long thick white streams that shoot out more urgently and forcefully than I can remember in recent memory.

The sight of it clearing past my head onto the grass we worked so hard together and the blissful noises I made while doing so was arousing and surprising to my Bae that he shot another load balls deep inside my hot hole that he actually shuttered as we held each other in mutual and magnificent bliss.

We kept the small residence close to work as our pier-de-ter during the work week but absolutely adore our real home and get away to it to savor our respite as often as we can manage to do so.

Part 2: please read part 1 to get the context of this story.

“So you would like to invite someone to join us?”

“Someone with a big cock to fuck my married pussy while you watch. I would like us to do all sorts of things if we found the right guy.”

“That could be a problem. I can’t very well go around asking guys if they want to fuck my wife.”

Janet laughed. “Yeah, that would attract all sorts. What about those two couples we met? You could try out some new pussy at the same time.”

“I’m not opposed to getting together with them. But my preference for now would just be a guy. I would like to watch you get fucked. We don’t know anyone here so maybe someone from college days? We did those three-ways with John so he would be my pick.”

“I agree. We always had a good time together but I heard that he was getting married. He could be a pretty safe choice if his new wife doesn’t know anything about what we used to do. He would have incentive to be discreet.”

“You know I liked watching him stick his big cock into you, spreading your pussy lips, his cock moving in and out, foamy cream between your pussy lips. But of course we weren’t married back then.”

John had always been one of Janet’s favorites. I called and we talked. His new wife was very conservative about sex and wasn’t a candidate for swapping. But he was very interested in a little extra on the side. He lived within driving distance and we arranged to meet.

“Hi, John, good to see you again. Who would have guessed that we are both now married?”

“Yeah, people move on. Given Janet’s history we were all pretty shocked when you announced your engagement. She fucked a lot of guys that year and I was fucking her up to the day of your announcement. Janet said you knew.”

“Yes, she told me you guys fucked that afternoon. That evening I proposed and we celebrated in bed with sloppy seconds. Not everyone would understand but I accepted her love of cock and all the fucking she back did. I had my own history and we are actually quite compatible.”

“And how do I fit in?”

“I’m a realist. Janet is totally loyal to me but her libido didn’t decline when we got married. I want to keep her happy and I want our marriage to last. So we decided to ask someone to join in. Do you remember those times when you and I did a three-way with her? We would like you to join us from time to time for sex.”

“The three of us?”

“Yes, you and Janet, me and Janet, and some combinations. And if you want to do more we are open for possibilities.”

“You mean like you and me?”

“I don’t know if you have any inclination in that direction. After high school a couple taught me about sex. I fucked her and sucked him, and he fucked me. Janet and I do a lot of playing together and she fucks me in the ass while I’m fucking her. But all that’s optional. You get to fuck Janet and I get to watch.”

“I’m not totally surprised, Jimmy. I did wonder if she would be satisfied with just one cock. I love my new wife dearly but our sex is pretty boring. I loved fucking Janet, she’s a great piece of ass if you don’t mind me saying so. I would love to join you guys in bed. And as to the optional possibilities I’ve had some experiences in that direction so I’m interested.”

“Great. She will be home from work shortly. I suggest we go out for dinner and get reacquainted. Are you able to stay the night?”

“This is a good weekend. My wife is visiting her parents so I just need to get back by mid-day Sunday.

“Look who’s here,” I announced as Janet returned.

“Great to see you, John,” she gushed as they hugged. “I’m so glad you agreed to come. Give me a few minutes and we can head over to the restaurant. We have plenty to talk about.”

“Tell us about your new wife,” Janet started the conversation.

“She is so nice and sweet and god, what a body. Only twenty years old. There was an instant attraction. I thought she might even be a virgin and we didn’t fuck until our third date. She had a boyfriend in high school who took her virginity prom night. It didn’t go well and she dropped out of the dating scene. I was able to persuade her to give it another try. It’s fun being her tutor and she’s willing to try new things. But I do miss our times together so Ankara escort I’m glad Jimmy called. You know we were all shocked when you guys got engaged.”

“Yeah, it would have seemed rather sudden. I actually fell in love with Jimmy months before. I was still fucking you and other guys but that was just sex.” She giggled. “You were my very last fuck. My pussy was still full of your cum as Jimmy was proposing. An unusual way to start an engagement, wouldn’t you say? We would like to add someone to our bed, someone discrete and good in bed. We thought of you. We found out you were married but pleasantly surprised that you were interested.

“What we have in mind is something similar to our days back in college but add a few new things that I hope won’t be a problem. I sometimes fuck Jimmy with a dildo while he’s fucking me. It would be really cool if you would do him. And I would like to watch the two of you suck cock. But mostly I want us to have fun in bed, one on one, two on one, whatever works for us.

“I’m cool with it all.”

“Great. How about if we head back to our place and get started?”

****

“You know, honey, your cocks look so much alike,” Janet observed as she fondled us both. “In the dark I wouldn’t be able to tell you apart. Wouldn’t that be cool: a mystery fuck? Now if this is ok with you I’d like John to fuck me first. It’s been a year and I want to feel him in my tight pussy. Then your turn.”

She turned on her tummy and lifted her butt to give him access. His hard cock jutted out, ready to plunge into my wife. On impulse I took his cock in hand and pulled it to her pussy. I moved his cock head up and down between her lips as her pussy started to glisten. As the head moved to her hole John pushed and two inches of cock slipped inside. He pulled out and I again moved it between her lips. Two inches again penetrated. He held that position and I removed my hand. He moved in and out ever so slowly as I watched from just a foot away. His big cock spread her labia and penetrated inch by inch until he was fully buried in my wife.

“Oh, John, you feel so good. I have so missed your cock. Take it slowly, I want this to last. Honey, you watching? Get your phone out and take a picture. First strange cock in my married pussy.”

John wanted a vigorous fuck and that’s what he did. He held my wife’s hips and pounded away, long strokes into her now engorged pussy. Foam appeared between her lips as she humped back. He shoved deep as his cock twitched and pumped cum into Janet. Seconds later she also orgasmed.

“Oh, wow, that was super, John. I need to catch my breath. Just like old times, huh? Did you watch, honey? That was quite a fuck, wasn’t it? God, what fun! What a great cock you have.” She babbled with excitement.

“I saw everything and recorded on video.”

“Oh. A video of everything? I hope you didn’t show my face.”

“Of course not, not in the position you were in. Just good close-up of your pussy and John’s cock and your gaping pussy afterwards.”

“Give the phone to John so he can do video while you fuck me. Sloppy seconds, just like the night you proposed!”

Her stretched vagina was seeping cum. I rubbed my cock head between her lips to get lubricated and easily entered her just-fucked pussy. I pounded away and soon her pussy was milking my cock and we exploded together. Janet was exhausted and needed a breather. I fixed some drinks as we stood around the kitchen counter, still nude.

“Look at me! I have cum from both of you guys running down my leg! God, I’ve really been fucked. You know with two cocks a girl could fuck continuously for quite a while. One after another, sort of a marathon. Well, maybe two cocks wouldn’t be enough. Maybe three or four? What do you think, honey? And you eat creampie between each fuck.”

I knew she was just teasing us and played along. “So you get your first extramarital fuck and now you want a gangbang? You are insatiable. Let’s watch the videos.”

We played the two phone videos through our TV. From a one-foot distance Janet’s pussy and his cock filled the entire screen.

“God, this is really cool. I always wondered what I looked like. John, your cock looks like it’s a foot long. And look how it forces Ankara escort bayan my vulva apart. Oh, and look at the foam around your cock. I must be getting close.”

When he pulled out her pussy was momentarily wide open, her hole obscenely stretched. Her puffy labia slowly closed but left a gap from which pussy juice and cum dribbled out. Next was my turn. This was the first time I had seen a video of me fucking. Damn, I have a good one as we watched my cock bang away, the shaft coated with cum. Her puffy red lips were gaped open. A mixture of her juices and the remains of John’s cum had left a frothy white mess around her open pussy as I pulled out.

“God, that video made me horny again and ready for some more and it looks like you guys are too. I was thinking, how about you eat my creampie to start, honey? Two good loads are still mostly in there and only a little dribbled out. And John can fuck you in the ass while you’re eating me.”

She looked at us and John nodded agreement.

“Sorry, honey, you know I can’t take his cock.”

“Yeah, I know but was hoping you would try. Ok, how about you do my creampie and then we work on getting your ass stretched out? We still have some of the numbing stuff.”

I scooted between her legs and sucked and licked the copious cum from her still stretched pussy. I had acquired quite a fetish for creampie, even with twice as much cum. Then it was my turn but I had my doubts. I laid on my stomach and Janet squirted the numbing solution into my butt.

“We need to wait a few minutes. It’s some sort of numbing stuff that worked well when Jimmy was stretching me out.”

She rubbed lotion on the Big Bob dildo. It went in with a gentle push. “Here, you do it,” she handed the dildo to John who worked it deep into my ass. It felt good and a minute later he was fucking me, each time going a little deeper until the dildo was totally inside.

“Let’s leave it in so he gets used to it,” Janet suggested. She took a picture of my backside, the dildo fully embedded and just the very end visible. “You look great with it in your ass, honey. Let’s give it a few minutes to get you stretched as much as possible.”

I found that when I wiggled around that the dildo rubbed or bumped against my prostate. It was a neat feeling.

“This is Big John,” Janet showed him our latest purchase. “Same size as you, even same shape. We named it in your honor.”

John pulled the smaller dildo from my ass and immediately pushed in two inches of the new dildo. It was really snug but didn’t hurt.

“Oh, wow! Good going, honey. Your ass didn’t have a chance to tighten back up.” She took some video as he gradually worked the Big John deeper and deeper.

“You doing ok? Just another two inches. John, get ready to stick in your cock as soon as you pull it out.” She applied a heavy coating of lotion to his cock.

The big dildo was out and John’s cock was in. My ass was so full and my anus was stretched to the limit. Fortunately, the numbing solution was working. As he slowly fucked me I reached under and rubbed my hard cock. His cock rubbed against my prostate even more than the dildo. My excitement was quickly mounting and I came after only a couple of minutes.

“Oh, that was fast. Damn, honey, you really do like to be ass-fucked,” Janet exclaimed.

John continued to fuck me for several more minutes before he unloaded deep into my bowels. He continued as his cock gradually softened, then pulled out.

“Oh, honey, your hole is huge. God, that’s almost obscene. You doing ok?” I was exhausted and soon fell asleep and sometime during the night awoke as Janet got on top of John and rode his cock. Seeing I was awake she took my hand as she slowly rocked back and forth. They fucked for many minutes as two experienced lovers.

****

Saturday morning after showers and breakfast we watched the new videos plus the earlier ones.

“These videos are so cool, you can see everything. You know what I liked best, honey? When Big Bob was totally inside you with just the very end sticking out. And then when John pulled out his cock, your anus was so totally stretched. Are you back to normal?

“Pretty much. My ass is still sore but I’ll be ok. No anal tonight.”

“I’m Escort Ankara not surprised,” John agreed. “I’ve only fucked one other guy and had other opportunities until they saw my cock. Your ass was so tight it almost hurt. So, Janet, will I get to fuck you in the ass?” he asked.

“God, no! The middle-sized dildo is all I can handle. Jimmy also wants to ass-fuck me but unless we get me stretched that’s not going to happen. Anyway I love your cock in my pussy. Have you tried anal with your wife?”

“No, her little butt hole is even tighter than yours. And anyway I not sure she would want to even try. I am only the second guy she’s ever had and he was apparently not very exciting. She said my cock is much bigger than his. So the first few times I had to be particularly gentle. She’s a little more stretched out now but I’m still taking it a step at a time. We just added pussy eating and she loved it so there’s potential. She knows I was popular with girls but doesn’t know the extent of my fucking around. And I dare not tell her about us.”

“So you have been married for just two months and already fucking someone else.”

“Yeah, that’s how it is. Just sex, like you always say. You’re happily married yet this weekend you had two cocks in you. Jimmy calls and I’m here.”

“I’m glad you did and hope we can do this often.”

“What about you, Jimmy? You getting antsy to fuck some new pussy?”

“If it came along I sure wouldn’t say no provided it was ok with Janet.”

It was still early and we decided to go down to the beach. I loaned John an extra suit and Janet put on her next to smallest bikini and a cover-up. We walked hand-in-hand in the sand, Janet between us.

“Next time I wear my micro bikini and really show off.”

“You’re already getting lots of stares.”

“I noticed. Makes me feel really sexy being with two handsome guys, a husband and a lover. It can’t get any better. I’m getting horny. If we turn around now we will be back about noon.”

The afternoon was spent in bed. John was first again in her pussy. I ate creampie and then fucked her, and then ate more creampie. Nap time. I awoke as Janet sucked my cock. John watched, his hard cock fully erect. She offered my cock to him and he took me in his mouth. He was very good and I didn’t last long, filling his mouth with my cum.

“Good job, John. I could tell that wasn’t your first time sucking cock. Now do you want my pussy or my mouth?” she asked.

That evening I ate her pussy while John again sucked my cock and then he fucked her. Janet finally persuaded him to eat creampie.

“I’m really proud of you, your first creampie. But I’m done for the night, guys. Let’s save a little for tomorrow.”

****

Sunday morning I showered and then John and Janet showered together. It was a long shower, extended with some fucking. I had coffee going when they joined me in the kitchen.

“The way I figure it we have two good hours before you need go, John. We got some great video of Jimmy being ass-fucked. How about if we do some more video, this time with your big cocks in my pussy.”

I went first since he needed some recovery time from the shower and then he enjoyed sloppy seconds with it all recorded. Then it was my turn to do the usual, eating creampie. I was now used to double loads and slurped away. Sated for the moment Janet lay between us, idly fondling our limp cocks.

“Too bad you guys get so worn out. I’d sure like one last fuck, John.” She took him in her mouth. She squeezed and caressed his limp cock and was almost ready to give up when it showed signs of life. A few more minutes and it was mostly hard.

“Good enough to get started. Do me doggy, do me deep. Tonight when you are back home fucking your new wife remember everything we did this weekend.”

He left and we watched the videos. There was one I didn’t expect, that of me eating creampie. Fortunately, you couldn’t really see my face. Janet’s pussy was engorged and leaking and my tongue was coated with cum. It was a good video.

“So what did you think?” she asked.

“I think I had a good time, a very good time. I think you did to.”

“I am one well-fucked wife. I always liked John and his style. God, we did just about everything this weekend. You remember when we talked about getting married? You wondered if I could be satisfied with just your cock. Now you know: I just love having two guys, two cocks. Back in college I was a slut and lots of guys had me. Now I’m a married slut, your slut. I like that and I think you do too.”

One month after Jenna shagged Liam for the first time

The company party is getting a bit dull for Serena Burne. Even though the 40th floor of the skyscraper her father owns is brightly lit up by chandeliers and furnished with the most luxurious objects, she still would rather be somewhere else for the evening. For an energetic teen like her, there are few things that she detests more than being forced to stand still in a grand ballroom and greet people she can only pretend to care about. It’s so tedious she wants to cry. Granted, some of her father’s colleagues and friends are people she has known and doesn’t mind talking to, but they are the exception, given how many of the employees that are attending whose names she doesn’t even know.

Being the daughter of a steel magnate does have some privileges, like the family wealth that comes with it. But she also has the responsibility of showing up at these events as well. She would rather be shopping with Jenna, but remembers that Jenna told her she was going to get Liam to fuck her face today. The teen recoils at the image of her friend kneeling down and making the nerd boy cum inside her mouth.

It’s no secret to anyone that Jenna is madly in love with Liam and has been for many years now. Everyone knew it long before the two got together. Serena herself has always been there to support her best friend when she came up with all the wild schemes to win the shy boy’s heart. The black haired tall girl has suggested just grabbing his balls and jerking him off through his pants at school, only jokingly of course. Right now Jenna’s probably doing something far dirtier than that to her boyfriend at her house.

Serena drapes her long hair over one shoulder, sighing and deciding to walk around the ballroom, finding different tables with assortments of different dishes she can select from. One really positive thing about this arrangement is the variety of good foods she can try. She really enjoys gastronomy, but still manages to maintain an excellent figure with constant working out as a member of the track and field team.

Her dress clings tightly to her firm body, accentuating the gentle curves of her medium sized breasts, sticking to her toned stomach. The back of it shows off the swell of her round, firm arsecheeks. She is very hot and knows it, never afraid to show off her very fuckable body. The teenager relishes knowing how easily she can get a bloke’s attention with her attractiveness.

At the same moment, another teenager is making his way around the large room. George Willis is the 18 years old son of a mid-level manager of the company. He is being forced to accompany his father, who sees that he is way too introverted and needs some public outing. If the boy can have his way, he’d probably spend the entire day reading in his room.

“Come on, my boy. You really should start talking to other people,” his father tells him. “I can still remember how chatty you used to be. Nowadays you just spend the entire time with all those books.” The senior Willis appreciates his teenage son’s dedication to studying. After all, what parent wouldn’t? He just wants George to have a social life too, before he goes off to university and becomes too busy for that.

“But dad, you know how awkward I am when it comes to these things. Meeting people just makes me very nervous.” The scrawny teenager scratches the nape of his neck, glancing around at the tables with snacks and fruit juice on them. “I’ll go find something to eat and drink first, okay?” He supposes the fine food and beverages is a plus to coming to this place.

“Okay, George. Just make sure you don’t wander off too far, alright?” The middle aged man is still overprotective of his only son, despite him being smart enough to take care of himself. He just couldn’t help it. George means the world to him and his wife. Even though the boy is 18 now, he still hasn’t been out after 7PM, unlike the other students in his class.

“Don’t worry, dad,” he replies, walking off briskly. The boy understands that his father worries a lot about him. George doesn’t find it overbearing though. In fact, he knows that if one day he has kids of his own, he’d be just as if not even more protective. Even at his tender age he is very well aware of the always present paternal instinct deeply rooted within his psyche.

He walks about the ballroom, pouring himself a glass of orange juice. The boy sips from it in a corner by a pillar, leaning against the column. George sighs to himself as he drinks the juice. It is going to be at least an hour before his father would agree to go home. He is going to just stay here for about five minutes before trying to find if there happens to be anyone near his age around.

Taking another walk, he says hi to a number of people he recognizes, stopping to talk for a few times. There aren’t many of them though, and he hasn’t seen anyone his age yet. Some are only about five years older than him but there are no other teenagers Ankara escort around. So the whole thing is now turning out to be even more boring than George had expected.

Suddenly, he accidentally crashes into someone, spilling his orange juice all over them. Hearing an upset gasp, George quickly says “I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you?” Reaching into his pocket with his trembling hand, the boy fidgets nervously, trying to find his handkerchief to offer to the person he literally ran into. “Just wait a second please!”

“Don’t you have eyes or something?! Look where you’re….” Serena halts mid rant when she looks up to see who she crashed into. At the same moment, George glances up, having finally found his handkerchief. For the boy, it is embarrassing to find that he has crashed into a girl his age, but he does not think much of it, too ashamed of himself to consider anything else.

“You c can wipe a a away the juice with this,” he extends his hand, offering the handkerchief to her. After all, the juice has spilled over her breasts. It would be inappropriate for him to wipe that area by himself, so giving her the piece of cloth is the right thing to do.

Serena, meanwhile, finds herself taken away. The young athlete takes in his blushing face, staring into the round, puppy eyes. Her anger immediately vanishes. She finds herself instantly smitten by the cute boy, noting that this adorable guy is around her age. Now smirking, she steps closer towards him, before placing a strong hand on George’s wrist. At this moment, you could say Serena is eye-fucking George blatantly.

“W W What are y you doing?” he stutters nervously.

To his shock, she places his hand on her bosom. He could feel his cock getting hard right away. “You’ve got to run your hand all over my tits. Or else I’ll call the security and tell them that you tried to grope me,” she answers smugly. That’s right. Serena is going to make this adorable boy rub her tits in the middle of the party, and he is going to do it. She could tell from his reaction that he would cave in, not wanting to get into any trouble.

Gulping, the red-faced boy begins to caress her boobs through the flimsy dress. He is greatly distracted by feeling the mounds beneath the thin material though, aware that all the blood in his body has rushed down to his groin. Serena smirks as she notices the tent forming in his trousers. Within moments his tool has fully swelled up, stiffening with arousal as his hand travels over the girl’s breasts.

“Do you like how my boobs feel?” she asks teasingly, placing her hand on his to trap it there between the cleavage. His fingers are now kept in the valley of her breasts. The boy could feel the heat emanating from her tits as she looks into his eyes tauntingly. “Come on. Tell me you like touching my tits. I want to hear you say it. Otherwise I’ll just cry for the guards.” She only smirks as he keeps on rubbing across the expanse of her breasts.

“I I I like how your breasts feel!” he finally cries out in embarrassment. It is very true. He does find himself enjoying touching her boobs, even if he wants to deny it. There is evidence of that down there, clear as day for anyone who looks to see. It makes the boy flush further as she stares down at his erection, biting her lower lip seductively. “They are so s s s soft.” She grins, delighted by his compliment.

“Thank you, sweetie. Cup them. Roll my nipples around,” Serena orders him. If he knows he is fondling the boobs of his dad’s boss’ daughter, George would be even more panicked than he is right now. He can only comply with shaking hands, palming the meaty jugs and kneading them, squeezing the nubs between his fingers gently, rolling the buttons. The girl’s moans only serve to make him more light-headed as he almost ejaculates in his pants. And he hasn’t even seen those tits nude yet. He has only seen the outline through the sheer dress.

George now realises that he made a terrible mistake to put his hand on her without thinking of the consequences. It would be disastrous if anyone sees him in such a situation, especially if he ends up spurting in his pants and creating a visible mess, which is a likely outcome, given how much he is throbbing now. “Keep going. I want to feel your hand on my tits some more.” He obeys her instructions, massaging her breasts with his hand as she lets out longer and longer gasps. It is a good thing they are in a secluded spot where no one has seen them yet. Otherwise he’d have a lot of explaining to do.

And someone does see it.

His own father shows up from behind him. “Hey, George, I was looking for you..” Mr Willis immediately stops once he notices his son’s hand resting on a girl’s breasts and he is shocked when he sees the face of the girl. “M M Miss Burne!” He quickly yanks his son’s hand away from the teenager, making Serena frown unhappily. The girl wants to keep feeling George’s hand on her tits and is upset that this guy is intervening now.

“Dad! Ankara escort bayan It’s not what… Hang on. Burne?” George alternates between looking at the girl whose tits he was just massaging and his father. “Like the boss?” He is now very perplexed, confused by his dad’s reaction, especially the older man’s reverential attitude towards her, when she only appears to be around his age. There must be something he is missing here and he is about to find out.

Suddenly, someone else walks in. “Hey, Willis!” greets the owner of the company, Mr Burne. “I see that you’ve met my daughter! And this fine gentleman, I presume, is your son? Your name is George, right?” Now George is completely shocked, as the other teen flashes him a mischievous grin. It is now that he realises what just happened. The CEO’s daughter just made him play with her boobs, right here, at the party her father is hosting.

“Hi, George!” Serena says to the small, shy boy. “My name is Serena. I like you a lot.” He finds himself sputtering, just making her father laugh as his dad lets out an uncomfortable chuckle. The girl looks at him with an almost predatory glint in her captivating eyes, sending thrills up his spine. “Dad, can I give him a tour of the building? Please?” He quickly nods, smiling at the two as she drags the boy off, all while George is still protesting.

Serena drags him along at a fast pace, taking him to the elevator. Once they are inside, she presses the button for the tenth floor to take them far away from the party. He looks at her questioning, but she doesn’t tell him anything, only giving the boy a mischievous smirk on her pretty face. It only takes a very short amount of time, since the elevator is very fast, and soon they are at the desired floor.

Once they reach it, the girl quickly pulls him out and takes him down an empty hallway, passing by multiple rooms, until they reach a large bedroom. Pushing the door open, Serena takes him inside it and closes the door behind her, locking it. It is quite a large room, with a king sized bed and some couches and tables around. There are expensive fur carpets as well, along with other decorations that show excellent taste. Even though her family has a mansion where she usually lives, she also has a bedroom in the tower for when she stays over.

“This is my bedroom,” she announces. “Unzip your pants, George. Now that we have privacy, I really want to see what you are hiding.” He blushes profusely, reluctantly shaking his head. “Don’t be shy now. You were just playing with my tits earlier, remember? Now I want to play with your dick too. Just do what I say or I can tell my father you assaulted me and have your father fired as well.” George quickly yanks down his trousers and boxers at this part.

He does find Serena very attractive but has never even been on a day with her or anyone before, and finds this to be way too fast. To strip before having a first date is simply insane. Still, he does what she tells him to, partly out of arousal, partly out of fear. Knowing that she is the CEO’s daughter gives him a healthy dose of fear to go with desire as well. He understands that she can make his father’s employment difficult, at the very least, if he refuses to comply with her orders.

“Good boy,” she cooes, bending down and getting on her knees. She wraps her fingers around his five inch erection, stroking it gently. It is throbbing, harder than George has ever been. The girl caresses his appendage, running her hand up and down the shaft. “I want you to cum all over my face. And you are going to give it to me, George. You’re going to fucking cum on me.”

Her pussy is soaked from the power she has over him, holding his tool in her hand, manipulating it. She knows that he’s completely trapped and won’t be able to escape now. Heck, he doesn’t even want to. That much is obvious from how he is hunching over, trying to thrust his pecker into her grip. The boy’s face is so cute as he tries to hide how good he feels.

“What? No!” he suddenly protests, trying to back away. He fails, as she wraps her other arm around his legs, trapping him in place as her right hand continues tugging his veiny prick. “I r really d d don’t think I should g give you a facial, Serena.” Serena looks up at him questioningly, not sure why he is saying this. “It m might not b be such a good idea to do that, you know?”

“Nope, I do not know,” she replies, resuming her stroking of his dick. “You keep acting like you have a say over this George. You see, I’m going to do whatever I want with you. You should just shut up and take it. I don’t care what you want or don’t want to do, got that?” Her hand is jerking him off faster now, masturbating the moaning boy enthusiastically. She could feel his warm equipment throb, a second heart beat in his dick as she squeezes him.

She also caresses the frenulum with her thumb, making him moan her name loudly. The little bundle of nerves is clearly Escort Ankara very sensitive and she targets it, coaxing out his cute little reactions. “Come on, baby. I know you want it. I know you want to jizz all over my pretty face. Drench me in your warm cum, George,” she hisses in a sultry voice, egging him on.

“But what if I hit your eye!” he blurts out, making her pause. Serena looks at him quizzically, her fist around the base of his pole. “I mean, my hand-eye coordination sucks. What if I accidentally cum in your eye?” He looks so embarrassed by what he said, trying to hide his blushing face on his shoulder. “I heard my friends say that cum in the eye really stings.”

Serena grinds at how cute he is. “Aww. You’re so adorable, George,” she says, her fingers now stroking his erection again. “Don’t worry about that, though. Just let go and spurt all over my face. It’s going to be fine.” She is rapidly pumping his cock now, aiming the glans at her forehead, squeezing the pole as she uses her other hand to rub his ballsack.

His concern for her makes her clitoris erect, completely engorged with blood as she rubs his pole. She makes sure to give him deliberate strokes, pumping George’s fuckstick with precision, rubbing her thumb on the underside of his cockhead with every sliding movement.

“I’m, uh, getting c close now!” he warns her, prompting her to masturbate his tool faster. Her hand is pistoning along the length of his prick, milking George mercilessly as he pulsates in her firm grip. “P P Please, s slow down.” She does the exact opposite of that, wanking the helpless teenager at an insane pace, driving him out of his mind with how fast she is pumping him.

“Do it, George. Cum. Cum on my face now,” she orders him. He screams as his cock erupts in her hand, the tip spewing a massive load directly on her forehead, releasing more jets that land on her cheeks and nose, also covering her full lips as well. “Yes! Yes, keep on cumming! Cum all over my fucking face!” She can’t believe how much it turns her on to have him give her a facial like this, just minutes after meeting him for the first time.

“Um, let me make you, uh, orgasm as well,” George mutters shyly, bending down to help her stand up, before getting on his knees. Serena happily pulls the dress up, allowing him to remove her lace panties, revealing her hairy cunt. He presses his lips on her glistening labia, licking up the juices she released earlier. The girl moans as he licks her slit, before wrapping his lips around her clit.

His lips form a suction, creating a vacuum around the clitoris. The boy hums, causing her to feel the vibration on her most sensitive erogenous zone. Serena’s response is very evident to him and he keeps on sucking and sucking until she is constantly moaning his name. It makes him blush to act this slutty, giving head to a girl he just met like he is some bloody whore.

He is sucking her button as she places a hand on the back of his head, pressing his face against her crotch. “That’s it, George. Eat my pussy,” she instructs, facefucking the teen with aggressive thrusts. George alternates between focusing on the nub and then the other parts, trying to recall what his experienced friends have taught him. That’s all he has to rely on.

The teenager recalls reading a tip about writing the alphabets with his tongue and proceeds to do just that, tracing the lines on her clit. The effect is satisfactory. “Keep on sucking me, baby. Suck my clit, George.” George quickly does what works, making her louder as he licks and sucks her genitals. Soon she is crying out loud in passion as he brings her off with his mouth and tongue.

“Ahhh!” she screams as it becomes her turn to gush on his face, squirting on George’s lips and cheeks, soaking him as much as he’s drenched her. Once he’s up on his feet, red-faced in embarrassment, she says “You’re mine now, George. Remember that.”

Before he can put his underwear back on, she grabs a marker from a nearby table and writes her phone number on his bare thigh. “Give me a call when you get home,” Serena tells him, pecking him on the cheek. “Let’s go wash our faces and get back to the party now.”

As soon as they are back in the ballroom, George finds himself blushing even harder than he did before, worrying about someone smelling his seed on her face or her juices on his. The idea of being found out is absolutely mortifying for him. He couldn’t believe that they are there right now, in the middle of a party just moments after cumming on each other’s faces. Everything about this is so crazy.

When their fathers find them, he only gets more nervous as Serena flashes him a very mischievous grin from behind the boss’ shoulder. If he finds out what George did to his daughter, it would be catastrophic. He couldn’t even begin to think about how it would affect his dad’s career.

During the trip home though, he ponders on the warm, fuzzy feelings looking into Serena’s mesmerising green eyes inspired. For the first time, a girl has made him feel butterflies in his stomach. She is also the first one to be responsible for him busting a nut, of course, but to think about that too much is too crude. He’ll have time to sort out his feelings when he’s back inside the comfort of his old bedroom.