1. Dean Bareback - It Must Have Been The Car


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Gay, Oral Sex, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    I had just taken delivery of a brand new car and rather like the overgrown youth that I still am at heart, I will admit that I was rather proud of my gleaming BMW. But then, it’s overgrown youths that are my problem – in so far as I still fancy them like hell, even though I’m old enough to know better. Nevertheless, when I was going up the hill at the end of my road on a beautiful sunny afternoon in my brand new penis-extension, who should be ambling down the other side of the road toward me than a spikey-haired youth in a T-shirt and jogging bottoms. I’ll be honest and say that the first thing I spotted was the protrusion in the front of his jogging bottoms; THEN I saw the youthful face and my sex-alarm went off. He was one I hadn’t seen before. “Hmm, nice,” I thought to myself as I cruised slowly past him at barely 5 miles an hour, giving him the look - you know the one. The thing is (and it so rarely happens these days), he gave me the look as well! And as I looked in my wing mirror as we passed each other, I saw him stop in his tracks and turn round to look back at me – or was it the car he was looking at? The new number-plates gave it away, of course. I should have just carried on and I don’t know why but I just stopped the car in the middle of the road with my foot on the brake. It’s really quiet down my road usually anyway, and I watched in my mirror to see what he would do next. What he did made my heart start pounding in my chest. He was only walking back up the ...
    road towards my car – and he was stepping into the middle of the road to do it! I decided to try to be cool, so I remained with my foot on the brake and casually lowered the window – electric of course! “Nice Car!” he said, standing opposite my window, just a foot or so away, so that I could get a good look at him. He was about 5 ft 9 inches tall, with spikey brown hair and dark eyes. He seemed slim but in his tracksuit, it was difficult to be sure. His face was essentially clean-shaven but a bit pocked, as if he had suffered badly from spots a few years ago. Up close, he looked to be in his early twenties. And this much closer to it, that protrusion seemed even more evident! He blinked and looked at me, but not at the car. I was sure he had seen where I was just looking. “Thanks,” was all I could think to say. Then I thought, “What the Hell! Go for it!” “Sorry if I stared,” I said, “I thought I recognized you but I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.” He smiled and nodded slowly, half-closing his eyes, as if knowingly. “Oh, is that why you were staring?” he said, rather cheekily I thought. Then, as if sensing my embarrassment, he continued, “Actually, I’m only staying here this week with Leah and Brad at Number 26 – Brad’s my Uncle. Anyway, where are you off to in your flash new BM?” “Nowhere really,” I replied, “only to the shops. Why, do you fancy a ride?” And then I added, “if you’re at a loose end.” “I am actually,” he smirked, “and yes, I’d love a ride!” The ...
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