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Overnight Train
Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Gay, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 78.1, Source: sexstories.com
slid down the zip of his flies and made my discovery. He was wearing cycling shorts and I gasped in joy and excitement. He stood back from me and grinned, “Well, what did you expect,” he snorted, “grey flannel under-drawers?” He kicked-off his shoes, dropped his trousers and stepped out of them, a vision before me in lean, muscular grey, black and white lycra. I was transfixed. He stood there, his hands on his hips and put is head on one side, “Will I do?” he asked, as his eye-brows did that thing again, pointing upwards in the middle and making me go all warm and tingly inside. “Oh God, yes!” I replied softly, “you’ll do – well, for tonight, at least!” I teased, then smiled and sighed. Too true! Before I knew it, he had dropped to his knees and was undoing my jeans and pulling them down, revealing my white briefs, already stained with pre-cum. I am often embarrassed by this, as some guys don’t like it but he was like a boy who had just unwrapped a long-awaited Christmas present. “Aaah!” he whispered in his Irish lilt, “now that, I do love.” Instantly, his face was buried in my groin and I felt his warm breath and his tongue exploring every crevice, then tasting, licking and inhaling my oozing cock inside my underwear, while I clasped his head, thickly covered in tousled dark hair, circling his ears with the tips of my fingers. Delicately, almost gingerly, he pulled the waist-band of my briefs down, finally to reveal and release my aching hard-on, uncut but foreskin drawn ...