1. Deryk: Be Careful What You Wish For......


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Extreme, Gay, Incest, Monster, Oral Sex, Rape, Violence, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    black boots and pulled them off his feet. He was just sitting, slumped on the edge of the bed, still clutching his thigh. “I’m going to have to have those jeans off you,” I said, trying to make a joke of it, and he looked down at me and smiled a sort of pained smile of resignation; as if to say, “It figures – but you won’t get a fight from me!” I raised his legs onto the bed and he lay back with a groan. Releasing the heavy bronze buckle of his belt, I undid the top button of his jeans, as my heart raced. “Just like Deryk,” I thought, “getting into scrapes, as always!” Undoing the remaining buttons of his jeans, I carefully pulled them, a bit at a time, down over his hips. He lifted himself up as I did so, moaning in pain. He was wearing plain white Cin2 briefs and his soft thighs were covered with black hairs. There was a stab-wound on the inside of his left thigh, close to the seam of his underpants and there was dried and matted blood on his hairy skin and on the white of his briefs. I pulled off his jeans and he just lay there. Fetching a bowl of warm water, clean cloths and antiseptic, I put them down beside the bed and then carefully sat him up to remove his T-shirt. Good as gold, he let me lift his arms through the sleeves and simply groaned as he slumped back on the bed. His well-developed chest and torso, like his thighs, were covered in soft black hairs but his tanned skin has blotched and bruised already, from the heavy booting he had suffered. As I examined his ...
    body for more wounds, my fingers ran softly over his skin, soothing him, healing him. He was watching me intently, his deep-set eyes now sad and tired but with a look of longing within them. “You know what you have to do,” he said softly, as my hands momentarily rested on the waist of his white but blood-stained briefs. He raised his hips from the bed, as I gently removed his underpants, to reveal a thick mat of black hair surrounding his perfectly-formed and beautiful cock and balls. As I gently bathed his wound with warm water and antiseptic, life seemed to regenerate his sleeping manhood; his balls began to churn in their soft sack and his uncut tool began to swell before my eyes. As I dabbed his leg dry and applied a large plaster over his wound, I had to place my hand against his semi-tumescent organ and balls, to keep them out of the way. As I did so, an electric current seemed to course through my fingers, up my arm and into my body, as if my whole being was filling with some life-force. His organ swelled in my hand and I was transfixed, as he lay on the bed before me, moaning in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. Climbing onto the bed beside him, I lay alongside him, cradling him in one arm while my other hand gently worked his now engorged tool. He let out a deep sigh as my fingers pulled his foreskin back to reveal the sensitive swollen tip of his penis. Letting out a gasp and a whimper, the first pre-cum oozed from the tip of his manhood and as I massaged the slippery ...
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