1. Josh - Chance 'd be a fine thing.....


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Gay, Oral Sex, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

    position on my knees in front of him and he looked down at me. He raised his eyebrows as he said; “Sorry. I tend to get a bit carried away sometimes.” I stood up and cradled his face in my hands. “I wish I could carry you away now!” I said, as I kissed him again. Then, he quickly pulled his pants and trousers up and I thought that was it, until he said; “Come on, it’s your turn now.” And he dropped to his knees and grabbed at my waist to unbutton my trousers. I was speechless and, much as he had done before, I stood there – praying for no intruders! He lost no time. Before I knew it, he had my trousers undone, my pants down and my erection in his mouth. He sucked and deep-throated me in a surprisingly experienced manner for such a young man – he couldn’t be more than about 20 but he knew what to do alright! While part of me was savouring the moment and wanted it to last, I was only too aware of the risks of our being interrupted, so I just let go and within seconds I felt a great aching ...
    surge from my groin and balls as I held his head steady and fondled his tousled black hair. The surge built without mercy and I pulled his head hard towards me as my first load shot up my shaft and down his throat. He gagged and I had to let him pull back but he still wanted it all, as I shot about 4 or 5 more loads into his eager mouth. The trouble was, our jism was everywhere; his own first shot had gone over my shoulder and left a great wad on my shirt and while my first convulsions had gone clear down his throat, he had gagged and now my own semen was all in my pubes and around his face; in fact, he looked a bit like a rabid dog at this point! There was only one thing I could do. I grabbed the new trousers I had been trying-on and used them to clean us both up! “I take it that’s a sale, then” he said, with a smirk. “Sale of the Century,” I replied, as we left the changing rooms and headed back towards the till, where I gave him my credit card and my phone number. His name was Josh.
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