Rob's Big Dick
Rob came over in dark blue track pants, with white stripes down his legs. Do you think he knows it is my very style in track pants? Sexy boys wear those tracksuits. I guess he doesn't.
Daniel answered the door. "Oh hi, how are you,” I could hear Daniel say? I could hear the question in Daniel's tone.
I headed up the hallway quickly. "Rob, how are you I said."
Daniel didn't care, nor did he question Rob being at the door at midnight. I took over, he didn't have to be involved in any idle chit chat, he headed back to the lounge room, oblivious.
"Hi," I said when Daniel was out of earshot.
"Hi," said Rob all breathy and hot. I could see how red his eyes were. I got the sense he was toey, but wondered if that was just wishful thinking on my part.
"Wanna come in," I whispered, as if a whisper was conformation of skulduggery afoot.
"Sure," he said.
He didn't have any jocks on, I could see. It is one thing I can pick from twenty paces. It just kind of swung backwards and forwards under the thick dark blue cotton with every one of his movements. He's got big, thick legs has our Rob and a big square arse. Thick thighs and a sexy, masculine build.
He stepped in to the hallway, I closed the door. I pushed him through my bedroom door, when he looked as though he was heading to the lounge room, as if to be polite, or something. I’m not sure what came over me.
"Won't your brother wonder where we are?"
"No, he won’t care. You guys aren't friends, as such. He won’t give it any more thought."
"Are you sure?"
I decided to cease with the questions. I slipped my hand down Rob's track pants and felt that big, thick cock of his. And jocks on, or not? He didn't.
"Is Sally away?" I slid his track pants down.
"No, she is home in bed asleep."
That turned me on more. “You’re game.” I sank to my knees and slid his thick cock in my mouth. He was hard like a metal bar.
“No, just toey… Oh yes.”
Thick at the base, like an oak, fat all the way along to a thick knob. Sally is a lucky girl.
“Mate I don’t know what you do…” He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me all the way onto his hard shalf.
“Gggggggggggggggg.”
I sucked him off there in the dark up against the wall of my bedroom behind the door with the light from the street light a slash across his face.
“Oh yeah, you FUCKIN…”
“Sh,” I managed, I don’t know how.
“You fucken know how to do that” He pulled my face onto his cock all the way. Then he pushed his knob down my throat.
I gaged and took my mouth off him, and saliva hung in strings from my chin.
“Sorry.”
“Oh… nrr.” I was sucking down his now rock like dick.
I could hear him swallow. “Oh… er…eh… ah, ah, ahhhhh. His cock turned to steel, I felt his jizz squirt into the back of my throat, in distinct sprays. Yeah, I know, euw, but it seemed only fair.
“Oh!” He gasped for breath. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
He stood against the wall, his track pants around his ankles, his thick cock hanging down, with a bubble of cum oozing out.
I sat back on my haunches.
Silence.
“You are good at that,” said Rob. “That you are.”
I laughed, kind of self-consciously.
He looked gorgeous standing there like that in that light. I so wanted to take a photo.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
“That is the best…” he didn’t finish his sentence.
He pulled his track pants up with one hand.
“You…”
“What?”
“You.” He laughed, I guess at the implication. “You don’t get the favour returned.”
“Always happy to help.”
“I’ll repay you one day?”
“Really?”
“You’ll have to get me drunk…”
“Well, Rob, I’ll look forward…” I didn’t finish my sentence.
Rob laughed. "Yeah... well…cheers..." He looked a bit spaced out at how quick and devouring the whole act was. "um... thanks."
“It’s nice to suck.”
He closed his eyes momentarily as if he was getting his breath.
“Won’t Sally ask…”
“Nah, she sleeps like the dead.”
“See ya,” he whispered.
He slipped out my bedroom door. A moment later I heard the front door click shut very gently.
Daniel answered the door. "Oh hi, how are you,” I could hear Daniel say? I could hear the question in Daniel's tone.
I headed up the hallway quickly. "Rob, how are you I said."
Daniel didn't care, nor did he question Rob being at the door at midnight. I took over, he didn't have to be involved in any idle chit chat, he headed back to the lounge room, oblivious.
"Hi," I said when Daniel was out of earshot.
"Hi," said Rob all breathy and hot. I could see how red his eyes were. I got the sense he was toey, but wondered if that was just wishful thinking on my part.
"Wanna come in," I whispered, as if a whisper was conformation of skulduggery afoot.
"Sure," he said.
He didn't have any jocks on, I could see. It is one thing I can pick from twenty paces. It just kind of swung backwards and forwards under the thick dark blue cotton with every one of his movements. He's got big, thick legs has our Rob and a big square arse. Thick thighs and a sexy, masculine build.
He stepped in to the hallway, I closed the door. I pushed him through my bedroom door, when he looked as though he was heading to the lounge room, as if to be polite, or something. I’m not sure what came over me.
"Won't your brother wonder where we are?"
"No, he won’t care. You guys aren't friends, as such. He won’t give it any more thought."
"Are you sure?"
I decided to cease with the questions. I slipped my hand down Rob's track pants and felt that big, thick cock of his. And jocks on, or not? He didn't.
"Is Sally away?" I slid his track pants down.
"No, she is home in bed asleep."
That turned me on more. “You’re game.” I sank to my knees and slid his thick cock in my mouth. He was hard like a metal bar.
“No, just toey… Oh yes.”
Thick at the base, like an oak, fat all the way along to a thick knob. Sally is a lucky girl.
“Mate I don’t know what you do…” He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me all the way onto his hard shalf.
“Gggggggggggggggg.”
I sucked him off there in the dark up against the wall of my bedroom behind the door with the light from the street light a slash across his face.
“Oh yeah, you FUCKIN…”
“Sh,” I managed, I don’t know how.
“You fucken know how to do that” He pulled my face onto his cock all the way. Then he pushed his knob down my throat.
I gaged and took my mouth off him, and saliva hung in strings from my chin.
“Sorry.”
“Oh… nrr.” I was sucking down his now rock like dick.
I could hear him swallow. “Oh… er…eh… ah, ah, ahhhhh. His cock turned to steel, I felt his jizz squirt into the back of my throat, in distinct sprays. Yeah, I know, euw, but it seemed only fair.
“Oh!” He gasped for breath. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
He stood against the wall, his track pants around his ankles, his thick cock hanging down, with a bubble of cum oozing out.
I sat back on my haunches.
Silence.
“You are good at that,” said Rob. “That you are.”
I laughed, kind of self-consciously.
He looked gorgeous standing there like that in that light. I so wanted to take a photo.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
“That is the best…” he didn’t finish his sentence.
He pulled his track pants up with one hand.
“You…”
“What?”
“You.” He laughed, I guess at the implication. “You don’t get the favour returned.”
“Always happy to help.”
“I’ll repay you one day?”
“Really?”
“You’ll have to get me drunk…”
“Well, Rob, I’ll look forward…” I didn’t finish my sentence.
Rob laughed. "Yeah... well…cheers..." He looked a bit spaced out at how quick and devouring the whole act was. "um... thanks."
“It’s nice to suck.”
He closed his eyes momentarily as if he was getting his breath.
“Won’t Sally ask…”
“Nah, she sleeps like the dead.”
“See ya,” he whispered.
He slipped out my bedroom door. A moment later I heard the front door click shut very gently.
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