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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He turned around, trackies still round his ankles and grabbed his cock. Wanking it with the one hand and pulling the smoke out of his mouth we the other I watched him slip his foreskin over his bulbous bellend. Bellend as thick as his shaft with a defined ring of skin shaped around the tip as a helmet. As his retracted his foreskin back and forth it slipped easily of the head of his cock. A very slight sound emitted when he quickened his pace - a little bit of precum making it slip easily back and forth. Again, I was obsessed and stood there gawking at him. His posture relaxed a little and and a wry smile crept across his face.
“You want to suck it, don’t you?” he inhaled his fag and blew the smoke down over his rigid prick. Dropping it from his grip and letting it bounce down a full 9” inches - easily 9” too - from his body. His balls hanging under his thick swinging slightly with the release of his member. “Go ahead, fucking suck it!”
No time to consider his change of tone, I dropped to my knees so quickly I almost shattered my left knee cap on a stone I didn’t see near the base of the tree. I didn’t say anything as the situation didn’t call for it. Either that or I couldn’t say anything. Cock level with my face, I could smell the sweet musky scent diluted by the aroma of the woodland floor. A faint whiff of fabric conditioner or shower gel or something emanated from his cock and balls. I wanted it in my mouth. I needed to taste it. I just couldn’t take my eyes off it. Right in front of me, one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen throbbing and impatiently waiting to be serviced.
“Stop fucking looking and get it in your mouth!” he interrupted my fascination. Without hesitation, I took it in my mouth sliding my lips down his shaft as I directed his bellend down my throat. Tongue slipping down the underside of his shaft, mouth filling with the solid girth of his manhood. I gagged as his bellend his the back of my throat. Pulling back, I licked, kissed and pressed my spit-wet lips all over his bellend. Moving them round to savour my saliva mixed with his delicious precum. I wanked his prick into my mouth and pulled the bellend back out to watch for precum. I couldn’t get enough of it. I tongued his piss slit with the tip of my tongue for his sweet nectar. I sucked and sucked him for what must’ve been a good ten minutes. His fag burnt away ages ago. Wanking him, sucking him, kissing his bellend, choking on him. I became animalistic - this cock was what I wanted, what I needed. My inner horny animal took over and I sucked him like it was the last cock in the world. “Fucking hell… you’re good at that mate!”
He held my head and stopped my worshipping and started thrusting his cock down my throat. Taking control he pumped my mouth. Gagging and choking on the fullness of his cock, I occasionally felt his balls swing the distance and hit my chin. His cock was so long, they could barely reach but in choosing the pace and depth of his thrusts they swung and landed with a dull thud. Moving my hands from his hips and around to his firm muscular bum, I slowly starting groping both cheeks. So smooth to touch but firm to the squeeze. Athletic, without a doubt.
“You want that ass don’t you? You’re going to eat my sweaty hole” and with that he turned around. Hand firmly on the back of my head he pulled my face into his ass crack. Assertive. Leaning forward slightly against the tree, he held my face until he could feel my tongue go to work. “Get your fucking tongue in there!” his assertiveness continued. My nose tight against the skin above his hole, my chin beneath between his perineum and balls I slid my tongue into his boyhole. The aroma of his sweaty ass crack filled my nostrils. I lapped at his anus. Probing and pushing my tongue into the tight clasp. Tip of my tongue moving clockwise around each fold of his hole like it was reading braille. A few millimetres more each time - it felt - I tongue his hole as deep as I could.
He released my head and moved both hands to his cheeks. He pulled them open again revealing a slightly bigger gape than before. Darkish red, purple and pink the colours of his inner and outer hole now obvious. The hole dilating slightly and then tightening closed again. I buried my face into his ass crack feeling the warmth of each bum cheek across my face. Buried as deep as I could go, I used my tongue like a dildo and fucked my saliva into his hole. Continuing to hold open his cheeks, I wasted no time in eating his perfect hole. I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted more and more. I wanted to plough even deeper depths. Animalistic tendencies took over and I couldn’t contain my moaning.
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