| “Jeeesus, that’s fucking magic,” he exclaimed with his legs opening wider.
My finger started to explore his hole and he whimpered as I did so. He wasn’t getting off Scott free though. I clambered up to him and sat astride his chest, offering him my stiff cock. He looked at it as it dangled on to his nose and then tentatively took it in his hand. His grip was nothing special but after three years of waiting it was fantastic to me. I was glad I had been drinking or I am sure he would have had a faceful of cum within seconds.
I puhed my cock to his lips, took both hands to the
I got back, Mike had lifted her skirt, pulled down her undiess and was fingering her exposed gash.
“I had better leave you to it,” I said.
“no, come here,” He said.
I walked over and he took my hand and guided it between her legs. He held my finger and puhed it into her.
“I don’t think this is very fair on taran,” I said.
“Do you think he is fair with me then,” He said in an indignant tone. “What pleasure is there in humping a corpse anyway?” “I need action and my cock sucked.”
He looked at me in a funny way. “Suck me Mark!”
“What,” I asked? Though the earlier conversation had been erotic, it had not actually crossed my mind that he was thinking of action in any way.
He started to unclip his jeans and pulled them down. There before me were the Calvin Kleins in all their glory and filled with what nature had intended. His cock was straining at the front causing an obscene triangular shape with a damp patch at the end.
“You’ve done it before and I really need some help here,” He continued.
The Calvins were down and the most beautiful piece of uncut cock stood upright before me. It was about 1 inches long but thick. The skin at the end gently pulled back with the strain of the erection to reveal a pink head beneath, still half covered. His hair was restricted to the pubic area with a wisp heading up to his navel and the balls hung slightly red and well below his body. He was stroking it up and down and a little bulb of pre-cum appeared on the end before being caught up with the up and down movement of his hand.
The picture before me was bizarre. taran was lying on the bed with her legs wide open and her cunt exposed. He was lying right beside her masturbating and saying, “Suck it please.”
I pulled my trousers off without saying a word and wearing only a t-shirt, my hard 1.1 inch cock in hand, I knelt between his legs and took his cock in my hand. I licked the end and swirled my tongue round it and under the foreskin. His cock jumped to a stiffness that made it feel like an iron rod.
“Oh nosss….” Hissed out from between his teeth.
I cupped his balls and started to suck him up and down, swallowing as much of his delicious cock as I could. I licked his balls and let my tongue trace up his body to his nipples. I licked back down and opened his legs, letting my tongue run round his anus.
“Jeeesus, that’s fucking magic,” He exclaimed with his legs opening wider.
My finger started to explore his hole and he whimpered as I did so. He wasn’t getting off Scot free though. I clambered up to him and sat astride his chest, offering him my stiff cock. He looked at it as it dangled on to his nose and then tentatively took it in his hand. His grip was nothing special but after three years of waiting it was fantastic to me. I was glad I had been drinking or I am sure he would have had a faceful of cum within seconds.
I puhed my cock to his lips, took both hands to
head. His cock stood, straight and proud, curving slightly upward into his belly. I’m not turned on by the male organ, gross, lumpy and comical, but I had to admit that this one was enviable. Longer, thicker than most I’d seen in the showers or locker-rooms.
I watched in fascination. I had never seen oral cock from this angle, only from the top, so to speak. His mouth worked feverishly over every inch, plunging hard, the recipient groaning and whispering. Firm and steady, expert, deep. If only Julia could do it like that … it must be more than a man can stand. I could almost feel it myself. Down in my lap, my towel started to tent. And no, the young man gasped deeply and strained his hips upwards, climaxing noisily, while the sucker held on, mouthing his cock hard and savouring the cum that was now spurting unseen into his mouth. After a few seconds, they had stilled, and sat once more side by side. not a word had passed. My cock, shamefully, throbbed and lifted.
The show had livened up the room, the sitters more restless, several stroking themselves under their towels, some moving around to home in on a potential pick-up. Across the room, a new liaison had started, a tentative kiss, hands sliding under towels. |
