On the Water's Edge (ch. 21)
Tyler reminisces over his first summer sexual encounter with a blonde haired, brown eyed cutie; but will there be a second time?
Topics: Anal Sex, Handjob, Twink, Blond
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Tyler reminisces over his first summer sexual encounter with a blonde haired, brown eyed cutie; but will there be a second time?
Topics: Anal Sex, Handjob, Twink, Blond
I looked at the length of his body, which wasn't very long at all. He was petite and skinny yet years of horse-riding and swimming had given his shoulders and hips and backside a well-toned roundness. In the last week, I had been mesmerised by the softness and smoothness of his light brown skin and the wavy curls in his hair.
"Good," he said grinning, the tips of his fingers stroking my inner thigh.
Topics: Anal Sex, Poppers, Rimming, Twink
When we neared the edge of the beach I saw Dan remove his T-shirt. I did the same, including the elastic-waisted track pants I had been wearing. The waves were beckoning me and I stepped towards them without waiting for Dan. The warm Indian Ocean water surrounded my feet up to my ankles, the sand loose beneath my feet.
Topics: Relationship, Beach, Indian
He stepped forward and his skin touched mine. I could feel the hair of his chest and abdomen on my smooth back and the hardness of his manhood pressing just above my buttocks. He edged toward the bed, pushing me along as he did so. My knees hit the edge of the bed and I reluctantly bent forward.
Topics: Relationship
"Are you ready?" I asked. "Yeah," he said, "fuck me."
He pulled me onto the floor. He proceeded to undo his belt and zip and relieved his thick cock from its enclosure. He reached behind my head and guided my face towards his crotch. I felt the tip of his cock brush against my cheek leaving a trail of precum which left a cool line across my face as it evaporated.
One body in particular held my gaze even when the action was elsewhere. His long muscular legs rose from the sand like tree trunks into a pair of black swimming trunks that ended a few centimeters above the knee. His upper body was built like a tank. He was pure muscle.
Topics: Black Men
I nodded. By the sound of it Adriel was back home and well enough to do homework it seemed. I wondered if I could kiss him when I saw him or if he had some kind of contagious illness like chicken pox or the flu. Either way, I didn’t mind, I would kiss him anyway.
He kneeled over me and I lifted my legs so that they were on either side of his head. His thrusts were hard and deep and as he pulled out, slowly and almost completely, every nerve ending he touched twitched with excitement.
What awoke me was the incredible heat that was emanating from within me and leaking out of every pore in my skin. I felt Tyler close behind me, responding to the feeling of by body in that unconscious arousal that all men experienced.
All I could think about was spinning this beautiful boy around and fucking him hard, over the edge of the bathtub.
Adam then led me out of the stream of water to a wooden bench built into the shower where he sat down. He parted his legs slightly and I focused on the erect cock jutting out from his lap. I looked at his face and he looked at mine.
He placed his hands on the sides of my head and pulled me down for a kiss. I sat back up and upon leaning back against his thighs I felt something long and hard underneath me. Tyler realised what had happened and was about to say something before I silenced him with another kiss.
I turned around and saw tears in his eyes. It broke my heart and I walked towards him. I stood in front of him and held his face in the palm of my hand. I wiped away his tears before leaning forward and kissing him tenderly on the lips, like I had done the previous night.
I took the tip of his circumcised cock into my mouth and sucked on it. His precum wet my lips. I held onto his thighs while taking his growing cock into my hot mouth. It grew quickly and by the time he was fully erect he measured at least seven or eight inches.
Pulled down the front of my tights as well as the underwear I was wearing and grabbed my cock. He covered my mouth with his as he slid his large hand up and down my cock. He moved closer to me and wedged his one knee between my legs so that I was kind of straddling his leg.
I saw Adriel's legs give way to the hand inserted between them. I looked at his face. Adriel's mouth was open, gasping silently as mist escaped from the warmth of it into the cold night air.
"I want to fuck you," he replied, his fingers finding my perineum inside my briefs. I leaned back slightly and he prodded at my asshole.
His hand touched my tummy just below my navel and as he walked away, his fingers dragged along my abdomen. I held my breath at his touch and as soon as he had completely disappeared did I start breathing again.
My hand is moving over his thighs, my nose is buried deep in his luxuriously black hair and I can taste the skin of his neck. His back is pressed against my torso and I can feel his bony scapulae digging into my chest. My hands move over his belly and further down, over his pelvis, over his hips and down into his groin...
Topics: Black Men, Rugby Player
He didn't say anything but continued to stare at me lustfully. He put his head back on the back rest, slid down the seat slightly and parted his legs. I got the message loud and clear. I climbed off his lap and kneeled between his legs. I undid his belt and pants zip.
Topics: Black Men
"Well, you're much younger than him, you're new at the school and you have the whole adorable innocent boy thing going on. Look, all I'm saying is that he gave you a look, and I know that look very well. He wants you."
An adventure full of love, lust and longing finally finds closure. "That night I stayed in a hotel and caught a taxi cab to the airport the following morning. I prayed that the plane wouldn't crash; I needed to see Hugo again."
Hugo grabbed my flank and suddenly he was on top again and I was under him. The familiarity of the weight of his pelvis on top of mine set me at ease and he began to grind into me. I moaned loudly as he drove his huge member into me in continuous deep strokes while licking and biting my neck and face.
Hugo was sitting at the foot of the bed when I awoke the next morning. The curtains were still drawn and his skin had a "post push-ups" glow in the warmth of the semi-dark room. I watched him for a while as he sighed rhythmically and slumped his large shoulders forward, only to sit up straight again and stretch his back.
I took off my coat, hung it up and sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to come out of the bathroom. After ten minutes I heard the sound of the shower seize and five minutes later Hugo appeared in the steam filled doorway with a towel around his waist.
Topics: Black Men
He kissed my nose and turned around to tend to the oven. I playfully grabbed the elastic waistband of his briefs, which gave me lovely view of his tight ass that was slightly less tanned than the rest of his body, as he bent to take a tray out of the oven.
"Can you forgive me now?" he asked sincerely. "Yes," I said as I grabbed his head with both my hands and ferociously pulled him towards me until our lips touched. He parted me with his tongue and hungrily explored my mouth. Then something happened.
The more I contemplated what had happened between us, both in the past and present; I knew that I had to let him have his opportunity to vindicate himself of his atrocious act that had haunted me for six years. I imagined the speech he would deliver. I imagined it would be easier for me than for him. I imagined that it would simply be a formality before the beginning of a fresh relationship.