Take It Like A Man
Anoop arrived early, just after 9am. Ah, it must be Monday, I think? I'm losing track of the days. I must find a new measure to measure my idleness against in days.
He was smiling, you know, with that look in his eye. Expectant, confident, excited. I could see it straight off, he didn't even need to speak.
Got to give it to the boy, he's keen, I thought.
He has amazingly white teeth and beautiful brown eyes. Handsome, he's really handsome. Fresh faced, boy next door, if you like.
I wrap my arms around him and kiss him. I don’t think he was expecting that, he melts just a little, I can tell. He kisses me back. He is a passionate kisser.
I took him to my bedroom, my plaything.
I lay him back on my bed and rubbed the buttons on his fly as he spread his legs, smiling. He was rock hard.
I pulled those buttons apart and he looked hot laying there in his blue trunks. And pulled his pants down,
He has beautiful coffee colour skin which is taut over his muscles. He is tight and firm to touch, there's not an gram of fat on him. His skin – his thighs, his perfect arse cheeks, his torso – all flows into the velvety pucker deep inside him. I licked the crack in his arse until he begged me to fuck him.
And, you know, he didn't need to ask me twice.
I rolled him up on to his knees until his hot arse was pointing up split beaver style. The pink and the brown contrasted nicely. Ha ha. He had bought amyl with him and he took a big sniff in both nostrils and I pushed my cock into him slowly. He lay his head back and made moaning, grunting noises deep in the back of his throat.
His thick thighs spread, his hand regulating his pleasure with varying amounts of pressure on his cock.
Then he was on his knees, another sniff of the little brown bottle and he was backing on to my cock like he'd been doing it all his life.
"OMG!" Grunt, snort. "Oh, yes! Ah! Oh! Yes!" I was right up to my balls inside him. "Oh yes, fuck me please! Fuck me."
The boy was a gun, he took it like a man. He lay his head down on his arms and opened wide and moaned like a baby. I love that feeling of opening his ring wide with the thickness of my shaft.
I always knew that boy had a great arse.
Thick thighs, brown arse engorged, narrow waist, the sexiest flower of torso into broad shoulders, topped with thick, jet black hair. He was tossing his head like a young bronco. His shoulder was moving fast with his hand’s relentless pounding on his thick uncut cock underneath him.
His hot arse bucked and thrusted back, full up with my thick hard cock.
He was smiling, you know, with that look in his eye. Expectant, confident, excited. I could see it straight off, he didn't even need to speak.
Got to give it to the boy, he's keen, I thought.
He has amazingly white teeth and beautiful brown eyes. Handsome, he's really handsome. Fresh faced, boy next door, if you like.
I wrap my arms around him and kiss him. I don’t think he was expecting that, he melts just a little, I can tell. He kisses me back. He is a passionate kisser.
I took him to my bedroom, my plaything.
I lay him back on my bed and rubbed the buttons on his fly as he spread his legs, smiling. He was rock hard.
I pulled those buttons apart and he looked hot laying there in his blue trunks. And pulled his pants down,
He has beautiful coffee colour skin which is taut over his muscles. He is tight and firm to touch, there's not an gram of fat on him. His skin – his thighs, his perfect arse cheeks, his torso – all flows into the velvety pucker deep inside him. I licked the crack in his arse until he begged me to fuck him.
And, you know, he didn't need to ask me twice.
I rolled him up on to his knees until his hot arse was pointing up split beaver style. The pink and the brown contrasted nicely. Ha ha. He had bought amyl with him and he took a big sniff in both nostrils and I pushed my cock into him slowly. He lay his head back and made moaning, grunting noises deep in the back of his throat.
His thick thighs spread, his hand regulating his pleasure with varying amounts of pressure on his cock.
Then he was on his knees, another sniff of the little brown bottle and he was backing on to my cock like he'd been doing it all his life.
"OMG!" Grunt, snort. "Oh, yes! Ah! Oh! Yes!" I was right up to my balls inside him. "Oh yes, fuck me please! Fuck me."
The boy was a gun, he took it like a man. He lay his head down on his arms and opened wide and moaned like a baby. I love that feeling of opening his ring wide with the thickness of my shaft.
I always knew that boy had a great arse.
Thick thighs, brown arse engorged, narrow waist, the sexiest flower of torso into broad shoulders, topped with thick, jet black hair. He was tossing his head like a young bronco. His shoulder was moving fast with his hand’s relentless pounding on his thick uncut cock underneath him.
His hot arse bucked and thrusted back, full up with my thick hard cock.
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