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By *heodone OP Man
6 weeks ago
Queensferry |
We slowly untangle ourselves and lay quietly on the bed.
Malcolm goes downstairs for something.
I am on my back.
David too, eyes closed.
I look at his slim smooth body. He has a perfect unblemished physique. As I examine him I begin to tease my nipples. This always does something to me, a deep sexual reaction, an urge, a need, which stimulates my cock, feeds my imagination.
I can see the expression in my face in the mirror
My eyes are silently expressing that I am on heat.
David is now looking at me
I stare intently at him and then turn onto my back.
I slide my tongue across my lower lip, about to mouth ‘Fuck me’
But it’s not necessary
David moves across, puts a hand on my bum, fingers probing between my buttocks and kisses me.
Our tongues touch and play for a few minutes and then David moves on top of me.
My legs are spread and I feel him guiding his cock into my bum.
He moves inside me gently, easy, slow penetration.
His lips are now on my neck, kissing my skin, then my ears.
I bring my thighs together with his cock deep inside me.
I close my eyes and concentrate on the moment.
His cock is a rod of rigid flesh.
He buggers me with a slow regular rhythm
I love this feeling of penetration
I feel queer and fulfilled and possessed
My own cock has swollen again and, as David moves in and out of me, it rubs against the sheet, like passive masturbation in sync with David buggering me.
Now I am making strange sounds - moaning, whimpering, groaning.
David is silent until his breathing speeds up, his movements inside me are deeper and more urgent
He is getting close and then he grips my shoulders and his regular movements become thrusts and he is grunting and I am mouthing ‘Fuck me, fuck me, yes, yes ..’ inarticulate mumbling
My cock climaxes just as David comes inside me with a howl of release.
His thrusts become involuntary spasms as his cum floods unseen inside me and I feel my own cum pumping out onto the sheet below. |
