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

    against the back of his balls, as I put my arms under his shoulders, hugged him and kissed the back of his neck. For a few moments, we rested in that position as we each caught our breath. He turned his head to one side and I heard him murmur, “I think I want you to fuck me.” “Are you sure?” I said. “Hmm,” he said, “Does it hurt – you know – the first time?” I reassured him that I would take things slowly, as I pulled the pillows down under his body, lifting his rear and exposing his plump, round buns and his willing but nervous hole. Grabbing a condom from my shaving-bag, I quickly rolled it on and got back into position, smearing some lube with my own pre-cum, in and around his aching anus. At first, I finger-fucked him gently. He gasped, as the first finger pushed inside to find his prostate. I felt it, slightly swollen with excitement. He groaned, more loudly this time. Then, kneeling between his spread thighs and exposed rear, I pressed my wet and slippery tool against its small target. I was suddenly reminded that I was de-flowering this young man, not much more than a youth, and I sensed his fear, his initial resistance. I pushed, gently at first and then more firmly, until my cock-head slipped past the first barrier. His sharp intake of breath was followed by a cry, “No, stop!” I held my position, gripping him firmly around the buttocks, and I tried to reassure him, “It’s alright,” I said, “It’ll be ok if you just relax, breath deeply, through your mouth.” He was ...
    shaking under me, resisting, but he did as I told him; he slowly relaxed, as I lay there on top of him, with the tip of my tool just inside his tender cavity. My tool is only average, about 6 inches, so I figured it shouldn’t be too difficult for him to adjust. And I was right; I felt him relaxing, so I gently pushed on toward the next barrier. His insides felt warm, soft and comforting; I felt his thighs gripping the outside of my legs as my slender tool slid deeper into his interior. “Oh God!” he exclaimed into the pillow, groaning and writhing against the bed, clutching at the pillow in pleasure and pain as I pushed beyond the next barrier, into his inner sanctum. I began to feel his own clenches from within his bowels as I established a slow, firm but gentle action, pushing fully into him and then slowly pulling almost all the way out, but not quite, then in again, back and forth, back and forth. “Oh God!” he gasped again into the pillow, “I think I’m gonna cum,” he groaned in ecstasy. I managed to reach one hand around and under his body, to grasp his swollen shaft but it was too dry and our combined weight prevented much movement. As I kept pushing across the swollen hardness of his prostate. His entire body began to shake. It was all too much for me; my own cum was rising now and my action became more urgent, as I pushed faster, back and forth, in and out, until my cum seemed to explode from inside my balls in a shattering orgasm, down my shaft and into his young ...