My Man Was Horny This Morning
Steve stayed last night. We went to see a play at the Fringe the tickets for which Nick gave me. We ate Thai, in Smith Street, before we went, walking there in plenty of time.
The play was staged in an underground car park in Collingwood. I liked, I thought it was interesting. I liked it, but I love experimental theatre, I find it exhilarating, more often than not. Steve wasn’t so keen.
We walked home, we Steve keeping up an anti play dialogue.
We crashed into bed.
I was awoken by Steve cuddling up to me.
"You awake?"
I opened one eye to see his handsome face right up close to mine.
"Yeah, sure." I think I croaked.
Then his mouth was brushing against my cheek, along my jaw line, over on top of me, kissing me, warm and wet. His sweet mouth. I bought my hand up and pushed my fingers through his thick hair. I rolled over on top of him and he wrapped his legs around me.
"Fuck me, before I go to work."
I kissed him long and slow. Our hard-ons pushed into each other, our balls squashed against each other. He looked beautiful there, his black hair against the white pillow. I rubbed myself against him, held him in my arms. He kissed tenderly, sweetly, passionately. I love staring into his eyes, when his face is just millimetres from mine, and I can feel his breath on my face.
I hugged him tight, kissed him long and slow, felt his excitement against me.
I lent down by the side of the bed and pushed my hand down on the lube bottle. He pushed his hard cock into mine as I leant over him.
He was willing and open as I slid the lube inside him with my fingers.
"My man's horny this morning."
"I woke up with a hungry arse," he whispered in my ear. "I've been waiting for you to open your eyes."
"That's my boy."
"Please fix it for me."
I rubbed lube on my hard cock.
"How much do you want it?"
"Oh sooo much." He was pushing his arse up to meet me, squirming around underneath me.
The head of my cock was against his opening. I rubbed my knob up and down his slit a few times, he thrust at me. Then my cock head was pushing through his ring, opening him up.
He moaned. "Give it to me," he whispered in my ear.
My knob was inside him. I pushed forward, as I slid my tongue all the way inside his mouth. I could feel his sphincter giving way all the way along my hard shaft until my knob pushed against something solid and I could feel his tight ring around me up to my balls.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
As I slowly pulled it out again, I could feel his ring tight around me all the way back to my cock head.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
I slid it all the way back into him again, he was loosening up, giving way to it, that nice curtains of tissue feeling, sliding through the soft, slippery meat of his insides.
"Yeeaaaahhhhhhh!" His breath was strangled. "Gooooooodddddd" He gasped. "Thhaaatttt isss soooooo goooood!"
He pushed his arse hard against me, so I'd slid into him as far as is possible.
"Fffuuuuuuucckkkkk!"
Parted. Engorged. Slippery wet. Skin on skin. He kissed me hard.
He rocked his sweet arse against my cock filling him, as he pulled his beautiful hard dick.
I looked down and watched my thick shaft sliding in and out of him, as I felt his parted flesh gripping me all along my length.
He gurgled with pleasure.
I rolled him on to his side and bent the top leg up and knelt between the two and fuck him sideways. It's my favourite position, I can push right inside him up to my pubic bone. His arse feels like a loosening fist around me.
He slides around just a little and pushes his bum up and I fuck him hard until he starts to shake and groan loud. Then he's jerking and convulsing as he squirts his hot juice all over the sheets. The feeling of him spasming, cuming because of what my rock hard cock is doing to him, makes me spurt deep inside his bowels in seconds.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Arrrrrrr!"
We collapse next to each other. He lies in my arms with his back to me. That quiet, gentle glow as we both lay still and serene.
I like playing with is arse after I've fucked him. I love how sloppy and wet it is. I slide my fingers into him gently, one finger then two and he purrs like a cat. He has the sexiest, round bubble butt, cupped in the palm of my hand. He rubs his head against my neck as he arches his back.
The play was staged in an underground car park in Collingwood. I liked, I thought it was interesting. I liked it, but I love experimental theatre, I find it exhilarating, more often than not. Steve wasn’t so keen.
We walked home, we Steve keeping up an anti play dialogue.
We crashed into bed.
I was awoken by Steve cuddling up to me.
"You awake?"
I opened one eye to see his handsome face right up close to mine.
"Yeah, sure." I think I croaked.
Then his mouth was brushing against my cheek, along my jaw line, over on top of me, kissing me, warm and wet. His sweet mouth. I bought my hand up and pushed my fingers through his thick hair. I rolled over on top of him and he wrapped his legs around me.
"Fuck me, before I go to work."
I kissed him long and slow. Our hard-ons pushed into each other, our balls squashed against each other. He looked beautiful there, his black hair against the white pillow. I rubbed myself against him, held him in my arms. He kissed tenderly, sweetly, passionately. I love staring into his eyes, when his face is just millimetres from mine, and I can feel his breath on my face.
I hugged him tight, kissed him long and slow, felt his excitement against me.
I lent down by the side of the bed and pushed my hand down on the lube bottle. He pushed his hard cock into mine as I leant over him.
He was willing and open as I slid the lube inside him with my fingers.
"My man's horny this morning."
"I woke up with a hungry arse," he whispered in my ear. "I've been waiting for you to open your eyes."
"That's my boy."
"Please fix it for me."
I rubbed lube on my hard cock.
"How much do you want it?"
"Oh sooo much." He was pushing his arse up to meet me, squirming around underneath me.
The head of my cock was against his opening. I rubbed my knob up and down his slit a few times, he thrust at me. Then my cock head was pushing through his ring, opening him up.
He moaned. "Give it to me," he whispered in my ear.
My knob was inside him. I pushed forward, as I slid my tongue all the way inside his mouth. I could feel his sphincter giving way all the way along my hard shaft until my knob pushed against something solid and I could feel his tight ring around me up to my balls.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
As I slowly pulled it out again, I could feel his ring tight around me all the way back to my cock head.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
I slid it all the way back into him again, he was loosening up, giving way to it, that nice curtains of tissue feeling, sliding through the soft, slippery meat of his insides.
"Yeeaaaahhhhhhh!" His breath was strangled. "Gooooooodddddd" He gasped. "Thhaaatttt isss soooooo goooood!"
He pushed his arse hard against me, so I'd slid into him as far as is possible.
"Fffuuuuuuucckkkkk!"
Parted. Engorged. Slippery wet. Skin on skin. He kissed me hard.
He rocked his sweet arse against my cock filling him, as he pulled his beautiful hard dick.
I looked down and watched my thick shaft sliding in and out of him, as I felt his parted flesh gripping me all along my length.
He gurgled with pleasure.
I rolled him on to his side and bent the top leg up and knelt between the two and fuck him sideways. It's my favourite position, I can push right inside him up to my pubic bone. His arse feels like a loosening fist around me.
He slides around just a little and pushes his bum up and I fuck him hard until he starts to shake and groan loud. Then he's jerking and convulsing as he squirts his hot juice all over the sheets. The feeling of him spasming, cuming because of what my rock hard cock is doing to him, makes me spurt deep inside his bowels in seconds.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Arrrrrrr!"
We collapse next to each other. He lies in my arms with his back to me. That quiet, gentle glow as we both lay still and serene.
I like playing with is arse after I've fucked him. I love how sloppy and wet it is. I slide my fingers into him gently, one finger then two and he purrs like a cat. He has the sexiest, round bubble butt, cupped in the palm of my hand. He rubs his head against my neck as he arches his back.
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