1. The Freeballer in the Comet Store


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Boy, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Gay, Masturbation, Teen, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Meaning his bedroom – I was thinking of the bed, actually. He looked at me for a few moments, thinking. Then he grinned and said, “You just want to see me get undressed, don’t you.” He was reading me very well, unfortunately! “I can’t deny it,” I admitted, “but it’s up to you.” But I could tell, he was interested. I persuaded him to do a few upper body shots first. Stripping-off his pullover and shirt, he revealed his chest, smooth and bare except for a few dark wispy hairs in the centre, but I wasn’t prepared for the Polynesian design tattoo on his shoulder, nor the steel stud in his left nipple. Also, my stomach did that “flip-flop” thing when I saw his little treasure-trail of wispy hairs from his navel down to the waist-band of his trousers and as I photographed him against the window, my heart was racing. His olive skin was so smooth, I couldn’t resist touching it; so as an excuse, I touched the tattoo on his shoulder and asked him if it was real. As I did so, it was as if an electric current passed from him and through my whole body, sending a tingling sensation up and down my back and through my stomach, until it came to rest in the depths of my testicles. I stood in the doorway of his dressing room as he started opening drawers and pondering, standing just in socks and his clinging, shiny grey trousers. My eye caught a rather flash pair of California Board Shorts and I decided to try my luck. “How about those,” I said, and to my amazement he just turned his back, ...
    undid his trousers and dropped them to the floor. I saw the dimples at the base of his spine and his perfectly rounded bottom as, momentarily naked, he stepped out of his trousers with the shorts in his hand. But in that moment, I also caught sight of his reflection in the mirror opposite and for just a couple of seconds, I saw his neat bush of dark brown hair, his soft, uncut cock and some lovely “low-hanging” balls, nicely uncovered by hair. Then it was gone, as he caught my gaze in the mirror. “Like what you see?” he taunted, as he pulled the shorts up and adjusted his tackle – down the right leg, I noticed. I smiled, “Hmm,” I said. “Hmm,” he repeated. The shorts were dead sexy, of course, and I took a few shots of him standing and then sitting in the chair. Sitting, the soft material stretched tightly over his tackle and I was sure there was something happening down there. He was getting horny. I got him on top of the bed, took a few more shots, and then I said, “Ok. Now undue the waist, and make as though you are teasing the camera.” He did as I told him. And he was definitely getting horny. “Now,” I said, “get inside the bed, with the covers just pulled half over you.” He did that too. He was starting to look more and more seductive in the way he looked at the camera – and me. “You can slip the shorts off now, if you like,” I said and he stared at me. His eyes were a beautiful greyish-blue and his pupils were heavily dilated. I wasn’t sure if that was because he was horny ...
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