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Becoming His Girl
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster
wasn't I telling him to stop? We entered his suite, and I was impressed by how big it was compared to the rooms my parents and I had rented. We were in a living room, but the bedroom was someplace else. He asked me if I would like some bourbon and I nodded. He smiled, fixed us both a drink and we toasted our new friendship. I finished my drink rather quickly, and he made me another one. As I began sipping it, he put a hand on my shoulder and looked deeply into my eyes. "You were getting hard out there, Billy," he said. "Was I making you hard?" I blushed and looked away. "Look at me young man," he said, his voice now a little menacing. I didn't like where all this was going, but I also didn't want it to stop. "You have the kind of body that would make any girl happy." "Show me again, Billy," said Jim. "Take off your robe and show me your body." I know. I should never have slipped that robe off my shoulders. and let it fall on the floor. But it felt good to have him admire my body. "Oh yeah," said Jim, "nice pecs, nice thighs, and what a tight set of abs!" "Turn around, Billy," Jim told me. I did as I was told. I could feel his eyes on my bottom through my swimming trunks. I resisted the temptation to wiggle it for him. "So smooth," said Jim. I picked up my robe. This had gone far enough. Jim stepped in front of the door and tilted my chin up toward his. "You're not leaving yet, Billy," ... said Jim. "I'm just getting to know you." That's when he kissed me. Suddenly, I had my head tilted up and my robe had fallen back to the floor. I had never been kissed by a man before. It was such a sweet, soft kiss. My mouth opened to accept his probing tongue. I felt his hand cup my firm, round ass through my swimsuit. My cock grew stiff against his thigh. The bourbon combined with the lust to make me want what was coming next, I guess. When Jim pull ed down my swim suit, I felt a sense of excitement. Peeled free of all my clothes, I was naked now. A man old enough to be my father was kissing me, inspecting me and feeling me up. "You shaved your cock," said Jim, stroking it up and down. "You look like a little boy." He was patting my ass now, lightly spanking me. I felt my cock wave stiffly before me. "No," said Jim. "You're more like a girl, like a girl who needs a good fucking." I felt myself swooning in his arms. "I need to get you wet now, don't I?" Jim's fingers,covered with a greasy substance were now probing around my ass. I squirmed to free myself, but he was holding me tight. "Hi, Wendy," said Jim, staring into my eyes as he slid his fingers in and out of my bottom. "Want to go out with me?" His mouth clamped against mine as his fingers wiggled against my sphincter, and I felt my cock pulsing lewdly in front of me. Jim was mocking me now, but I was ready to be taken like a girl, just as he was getting so ...