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Boy Magnets

Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: kinghut, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

trying to deflower a naive (but well-hung) youth... "Roll over," I said. This was really just to check the state of his cock. It was visible under the pajamas again but still only half hard, if I could judge. I started massaging his chest, which his utter lack of chest hair (except for a few stray strands around his nipples) made feasible. I brushed his nipples lightly while doing this, as he gazed up into my chest, and I noted with satisfaction that the second time I brushed against them they seemed to have hardened a bit. My own nipples answered in kind and he was looking at them. I straddled one of his legs with mine as I con- tinued to poke and rub his chest and shoulder muscles and I brought my knee up to where it was just touching his balls. As I continued to massage him I moved my hands lower and lower over his abdomen, toward his pelvis, explain- ing the theory of massage and flattering him on his really fine build, and I felt the stirrings of his penis against my thigh. I swept my hand lower and then I felt his penis jerk against my leg. I began giving him luxurious strokes with the flat of my hand, up and down his torso. I wiggled my fanny just a little on his leg as I strad- dled it. I was feeling rather warm myself. I couldn't tell if I was lubricating or not. I felt his warmth against my legs, and I shifted back on the bed away from him so I could see his cock. It was hard. It was big, and rock-hard, straining visi- bly at the fabric of the pajama bottom, ... and he was red- faced and breathing hard. I was tempted to just reach out and grab it. I wanted to feel that big dick inside me. "Does that feel nice?" I said. "Uh-huh." He could barely speak -- his tongue seemed to be larger than his mouth. "Now you do me. Sit up and I'll lie down." And as he sat up I turned away from him slightly -- not all the way -- and peeled off the shirt, so that he could get a good glimpse of the side of my cups. I lay down and started to unsnap my bra, but I was in an awkward position, so -- "Would you unhook my bra strap for me please?" He fumbled with it as eagerly as any teenage boy in the backseat of a car. Eventually he got it loose (the mysteries of bra hooks have never been completely clear to the male sex) and I wondered whether he was going to read the label on the strap and notice that I was a 36D, possibly confirming a guess he might have made earlier. He got up and moved around to get in a better position, and fell out of the pajama bottom. Or rather, his dick fell out. Right through the slot in the pajama bottoms men use to pee through, I guess, and there it was sticking out right at me. I rolled over on my side, clutching my bra to me, and looked right at it. He turned red. "Oops!" I giggled. "You sort of fell out there. But that's okay." I smiled and watched as he seemed to be having a great deal of difficulty stuffing it back in his pants. "Really, Robert, don't be embarrassed. I don't mind. I've seen naked men before. That's a very ...