Hot Steve
Steve came over, we fucked. I came up his arse. He likes my cum up his arse. I've been barebacking his arse, well, since uni.
That day we met in the union when he blushed as he realised I was looking at his firm, round arse. He's got the hottest arse; round, firm with just a spray of black hair all along his crack. We were in the bogs not long after that, him against the wall, me up him hard; panting heavily, trying not to make a noise as other guys used the urinals. Ah, to be that young and that stupid again. I’d cum in him before we’d spoken more than two words to each other. I don't know why, but he was the only guy ever who I only used spit with, no condom. Steve and I have never used them. Always slippery skin on slippery skin. Not sure why? Not sure why I made the exception with him, when I hadn’t with anyone else. I guess you've got to have skin on skin with someone? We all need to.
Maybe, it was exam stress?
Maybe it was those beautiful eyes, full of lust? Maybe it was his beautiful face. Maybe it was that innocent smile. Maybe it was his bubble butt naked in the toilet’s dim light? Maybe it was me just wanting to be inside him? Sometimes that's all there is.
Don't try this at home. Oh, what the hell, try it if you want, it's your life. I will just note though, Steve and I did go to the doctor and have blood tests to prove that we are both negative. Separately, we have to do it together next. Final step. Then we're married, I guess.
He loves the feeling of my cum up his arse. I love the feeling of his hole closing around my shaft. I love the taste of him, bare skin and sweat, puckered velvet and angst, as the tip of my tongue slides inside him. As the knob of my cock opens him up with a groan.
We still do it, when he's in the neighbourhood.
"I like you," he said. "Why haven't we ever got together?"
I didn't know how to answer that, so I just laughed, like he was being funny. I suddenly wanted to "get together."
“Do you want to?”
I love sucking on his sweet hole. He loves me stretching him open with my thick cock. On his knees, I push down into him, his face sideways on the floor. He groans and calls out.
"Fuck me hard!"
I hold him in my arms. He has skin like velvet. He is warm, he is sweet. He turns his head and kisses me. He has beautiful eyes. He tastes good.
“I’ve had a longer relationship with you than anybody else.”
That day we met in the union when he blushed as he realised I was looking at his firm, round arse. He's got the hottest arse; round, firm with just a spray of black hair all along his crack. We were in the bogs not long after that, him against the wall, me up him hard; panting heavily, trying not to make a noise as other guys used the urinals. Ah, to be that young and that stupid again. I’d cum in him before we’d spoken more than two words to each other. I don't know why, but he was the only guy ever who I only used spit with, no condom. Steve and I have never used them. Always slippery skin on slippery skin. Not sure why? Not sure why I made the exception with him, when I hadn’t with anyone else. I guess you've got to have skin on skin with someone? We all need to.
Maybe, it was exam stress?
Maybe it was those beautiful eyes, full of lust? Maybe it was his beautiful face. Maybe it was that innocent smile. Maybe it was his bubble butt naked in the toilet’s dim light? Maybe it was me just wanting to be inside him? Sometimes that's all there is.
Don't try this at home. Oh, what the hell, try it if you want, it's your life. I will just note though, Steve and I did go to the doctor and have blood tests to prove that we are both negative. Separately, we have to do it together next. Final step. Then we're married, I guess.
He loves the feeling of my cum up his arse. I love the feeling of his hole closing around my shaft. I love the taste of him, bare skin and sweat, puckered velvet and angst, as the tip of my tongue slides inside him. As the knob of my cock opens him up with a groan.
We still do it, when he's in the neighbourhood.
"I like you," he said. "Why haven't we ever got together?"
I didn't know how to answer that, so I just laughed, like he was being funny. I suddenly wanted to "get together."
“Do you want to?”
I love sucking on his sweet hole. He loves me stretching him open with my thick cock. On his knees, I push down into him, his face sideways on the floor. He groans and calls out.
"Fuck me hard!"
I hold him in my arms. He has skin like velvet. He is warm, he is sweet. He turns his head and kisses me. He has beautiful eyes. He tastes good.
“I’ve had a longer relationship with you than anybody else.”
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