1. California Lloyd 2: Being Good Samaritan has its Rewards


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Virginity, Reluctance, Teen, Gay, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 100, Source: sexstories.com

    began passionately sucking my erect but tender tool and tickling my balls with his fingers. Frankly, I was speechless; I wasn’t expecting any more than I had already experienced but I was ready for anything he was prepared to offer, and I was enjoying every precious moment. He didn’t move up and down on me much; instead, he teased me so slowly that as I felt myself drawing towards a climax, the tension was agonizing in its pleasure. I began shaking what seemed like ages before I came but then I felt my fluids flowing on their way to the outside world. I clutched at his head, gasping for breath, and at the last moment, he pulled away and just knelt there holding my tool in his strong hand, stroking slightly. Agonisingly I came, pumping away, as my cum shot upwards and landed on his hand and on my stomach, dribbling down his hand and into my pubic hair, until I was fully spent. “Wow!” was all he said. Wow, indeed! He looked at me, knowingly, and I looked down to see his own organ, once again proudly engorged and twitching with excitement. I shuffled down the bed and took the circumcised head of his newly discovered weapon into my mouth. He was too big for me to ‘deep ...
    throat’, and to be honest, I’m not that good at it. As a result, I nearly choked and he seemed genuinely concerned. I worked his tool around in my mouth, concentrating on the sensitive underside, tickling it with my tongue, as I felt his throbs and listened to his sighs and moans. Then, as he knelt in front of me across my body, he legs began to shake and he began whimpering and screwing his eyes, as if in pain, and I felt his balls retract in my hand as his convulsions began. With a deep, hard gasp, he exploded into my mouth 3 or 4 times, great gushes of salty cum coursing through his organ and filling my mouth until, relaxing, throbbing and exhausted, he breathed heavily and I let him go. I swallowed all of his salty life-juice and we collapsed into each other’s arms, hugging. Lloyd wasn’t his real name of course. But if he ever reads this, I hope he thinks it does justice to our story and that he does not regret or reproach himself for what he did. I hope too that, somehow, he finds a way of reconciling his beliefs with what he must now know is still a beautiful and loving way to enjoy what we were given. He’s got my e-mail address and my mobile telephone number anyway!
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