James Had Been To Gym
James came over last night, from the moment he got here, I could tell there was something up with him. He seemed nervous, a little distracted, like his head was somewhere else.
I was doing my best impersonation of a swami sitting cross-legged on the floor, the josh stick infused air swirling around my head. Daniel and I were watching episodes of Girls, which Amy had suggested that we watch. It was good, watchable, a nice drama about a group of girlfriends. The trouble is that none of them are especially likeable, but their story is interesting enough, I guess. The main character, Hannah, her boyfriend, Adam, is interesting. There is one scene where he is just about to come and he sits on her and asks her where he can spoof. Through out that scene you practically see him masturbating. There is plenty of sex and enough naked men to keep it interesting. Male actors should do more full frontal nude scenes, I'm not talking about gratuitous nude scenes, but if the character is getting out of bed to go and have a shower, show it. One of the lead characters breaks up with her hot boyfriend, lets hope they get back together so we can see more of him naked. I can’t see that the lead character is pretty enough to get lots of sex. She seems closer to a virgin that a hornbag, if you know what I mean.
James sat on the floor next to me and I rolled him a joint. The episodes finished and the hard drive was paused. Daniel went for a piss. When Daniel came back, James said he was going to piss too. Then he may have given me a look. It was so fleeting that I could have been mistaken, and I thought probably that I was. When he didn’t come back, I went to look for him. I found him in my room. He was looking at the eclectic bunch of things I have on my bedroom mantle. “Whatcha doing in here.”
“That show, it is pretty depressing.”
“We don’t have to watch it,” I said. I sat on the bed. “How’s your day?”
“Yeah good. I went back to the gym.”
“You said you were going to.”
“Yep, first day,” said James. “How was your day?”
I made smoking gestures with my arm. “You’ve gotta love the holidays.”
There was an eighth of a smoked joint left in the ashtray, James lit it and sucked hard on it. “Yeah, the gym was good, even some new faces.” James handed me the joint. He knelt down next to the bed and put his elbows on the doona.
The hot Italian trainer, Franko, at the gym cornered James in the change rooms.
“You just started back?”
“Yes.”
“You got a girlfriend?”
“No.”
Franko laughed. “You got a boyfriend?” It was the first time James had ever been asked that question and, apparently, he kind of stumbled. The smile disappeared from Frankos’ face.
“He looked really serious all of a sudden,” said James. “He leaned in and said, just like that, you like to take it? I didn’t know what the hell to say. ” Then he stepped close enough to intrude on James’ personal space.
“You sure are pretty.” Then he slid his hand down the back of James’s shorts and slid his finger into the crack in James’ arse, pushing the cotton of his jocks into him. Just like that, in the middle of the empty change rooms. Franko pulled his hand out. He shuffled on his feet and he looked James up and down. He then grabbed the front of his own track pants and pulled the waistband out. “See what you do to me, man.” He exposed a very big, hard cock, lying sideways in his jocks. “Come in Sunday, late. I’m free after that shift."
"Fuck, it looked big."
"You wanted to touch it?"
"Sure, I fucken wanted to touch it."
That's my boy. This was really James’ first gay experience, other than with me and it rattled him. It didn’t rattle him bad, but rattled him very good.
He was leaning forward on his elbows by this stage, kind of with his sexy track pants covered arse into the air. I slid my hand down the back of them. I slid my fingers under the elastic of his jocks. His newly shaved arse was bald and smooth. The tip of my middle finger found his warm hole. He kind of pushed back onto my finger just a bit.
“That’s the first time,” James said all claggy-throated. “Another guy has come on to me.”
I took my hand out and licked the tip of my pointer finger so it was nice and wet. I slid my wet finger back to his smooth hole. “So you liked it?” I pushed the tip of my finger into him, so it penetrated inside him.
“Yeah.” His throat caught and the end of the word was lost. “Fuck me, will you?” I pushed my entire finger into him gently. He groaned and lay his head on the bed. “I want you cock inside me.” I could feel the skin of his arse catch and let go along the length of my digit, until that ring of flesh was down at my knuckle.
“That feels good,” said James. “Oh, fuck me! Please.”
I got up and closed the bedroom door. My cock was rock hard, but the time I grabbed the lube off my bedside table and turned back to James. He’d slid himself out of his track pants and was leaning face first down on the bed just with his striped jocks across his hot arse. I pulled his jocks down over his sexy round cheeks, down his thick, hairy thighs with my left hand and I got lube in my right hand and wiped it up the sexy crack in his gorgeous arse.
My boy James was really turned on – I think I had sexy wog boy stud Franko to thank for it mostly – as I pushed my cock into him he just relaxed and my big hard cock slid right into him down to my balls almost in one forward sliding motion.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” James made one long guttural groan as I slid completely into him, my big hard cock filling him completely. “Oh fuck yeah!” My strapping muscled boy James got himself onto his knees as I kept pushing my cock hard into his hot arse.
His hand slid underneath him to his beautiful now rock hard cock and he pulled himself urgently, as I pushed my fat cock into him again and again and again.
James tried to speak but he kept chocking on his words. His hand pulled his cock fast and urgently.
His arse was wide open and willing and wanting it. He wanted to be stretched much as he could.
His breathing became quicker and quicker and quicker. He tired to speak again and again but his words kept failing him, until he was communicating to me in low deep grunts.
I pulled his head back towards me and kissed his beautiful mouth. He has a beautiful neck, thick and muscular.
He started to make chocking, breathless grunts, as he seemed to be loosing his breath.
His arse was hot and smooth and willing. His fuck hole spoke to me in its own language of raw, wet skinned lust.
Ever since James and I had stopped using condoms he craved my cum spurting into him skin on skin on skin and fluid on skin. I was just about to give him another load. As I was about to cum, James pushed back and his arse seemed to open even more and I was deep deep inside him when I started to shoot my load. He started to spasm, pushing back on my hard cock as hard as he could as each load of jizz squirted out of him.
He screamed out. It was as if he’d been lost for his voice but my cum pumping into him pumped his vocals out his mouth filling the room with the vocalised sounds of his orgasm.
We collapsed onto the bed on top of one another and lay still and motionless, my cock still up James arse, which he held onto tightly with his clench arse cheeks.
I was doing my best impersonation of a swami sitting cross-legged on the floor, the josh stick infused air swirling around my head. Daniel and I were watching episodes of Girls, which Amy had suggested that we watch. It was good, watchable, a nice drama about a group of girlfriends. The trouble is that none of them are especially likeable, but their story is interesting enough, I guess. The main character, Hannah, her boyfriend, Adam, is interesting. There is one scene where he is just about to come and he sits on her and asks her where he can spoof. Through out that scene you practically see him masturbating. There is plenty of sex and enough naked men to keep it interesting. Male actors should do more full frontal nude scenes, I'm not talking about gratuitous nude scenes, but if the character is getting out of bed to go and have a shower, show it. One of the lead characters breaks up with her hot boyfriend, lets hope they get back together so we can see more of him naked. I can’t see that the lead character is pretty enough to get lots of sex. She seems closer to a virgin that a hornbag, if you know what I mean.
James sat on the floor next to me and I rolled him a joint. The episodes finished and the hard drive was paused. Daniel went for a piss. When Daniel came back, James said he was going to piss too. Then he may have given me a look. It was so fleeting that I could have been mistaken, and I thought probably that I was. When he didn’t come back, I went to look for him. I found him in my room. He was looking at the eclectic bunch of things I have on my bedroom mantle. “Whatcha doing in here.”
“That show, it is pretty depressing.”
“We don’t have to watch it,” I said. I sat on the bed. “How’s your day?”
“Yeah good. I went back to the gym.”
“You said you were going to.”
“Yep, first day,” said James. “How was your day?”
I made smoking gestures with my arm. “You’ve gotta love the holidays.”
There was an eighth of a smoked joint left in the ashtray, James lit it and sucked hard on it. “Yeah, the gym was good, even some new faces.” James handed me the joint. He knelt down next to the bed and put his elbows on the doona.
The hot Italian trainer, Franko, at the gym cornered James in the change rooms.
“You just started back?”
“Yes.”
“You got a girlfriend?”
“No.”
Franko laughed. “You got a boyfriend?” It was the first time James had ever been asked that question and, apparently, he kind of stumbled. The smile disappeared from Frankos’ face.
“He looked really serious all of a sudden,” said James. “He leaned in and said, just like that, you like to take it? I didn’t know what the hell to say. ” Then he stepped close enough to intrude on James’ personal space.
“You sure are pretty.” Then he slid his hand down the back of James’s shorts and slid his finger into the crack in James’ arse, pushing the cotton of his jocks into him. Just like that, in the middle of the empty change rooms. Franko pulled his hand out. He shuffled on his feet and he looked James up and down. He then grabbed the front of his own track pants and pulled the waistband out. “See what you do to me, man.” He exposed a very big, hard cock, lying sideways in his jocks. “Come in Sunday, late. I’m free after that shift."
"Fuck, it looked big."
"You wanted to touch it?"
"Sure, I fucken wanted to touch it."
That's my boy. This was really James’ first gay experience, other than with me and it rattled him. It didn’t rattle him bad, but rattled him very good.
He was leaning forward on his elbows by this stage, kind of with his sexy track pants covered arse into the air. I slid my hand down the back of them. I slid my fingers under the elastic of his jocks. His newly shaved arse was bald and smooth. The tip of my middle finger found his warm hole. He kind of pushed back onto my finger just a bit.
“That’s the first time,” James said all claggy-throated. “Another guy has come on to me.”
I took my hand out and licked the tip of my pointer finger so it was nice and wet. I slid my wet finger back to his smooth hole. “So you liked it?” I pushed the tip of my finger into him, so it penetrated inside him.
“Yeah.” His throat caught and the end of the word was lost. “Fuck me, will you?” I pushed my entire finger into him gently. He groaned and lay his head on the bed. “I want you cock inside me.” I could feel the skin of his arse catch and let go along the length of my digit, until that ring of flesh was down at my knuckle.
“That feels good,” said James. “Oh, fuck me! Please.”
I got up and closed the bedroom door. My cock was rock hard, but the time I grabbed the lube off my bedside table and turned back to James. He’d slid himself out of his track pants and was leaning face first down on the bed just with his striped jocks across his hot arse. I pulled his jocks down over his sexy round cheeks, down his thick, hairy thighs with my left hand and I got lube in my right hand and wiped it up the sexy crack in his gorgeous arse.
My boy James was really turned on – I think I had sexy wog boy stud Franko to thank for it mostly – as I pushed my cock into him he just relaxed and my big hard cock slid right into him down to my balls almost in one forward sliding motion.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” James made one long guttural groan as I slid completely into him, my big hard cock filling him completely. “Oh fuck yeah!” My strapping muscled boy James got himself onto his knees as I kept pushing my cock hard into his hot arse.
His hand slid underneath him to his beautiful now rock hard cock and he pulled himself urgently, as I pushed my fat cock into him again and again and again.
James tried to speak but he kept chocking on his words. His hand pulled his cock fast and urgently.
His arse was wide open and willing and wanting it. He wanted to be stretched much as he could.
His breathing became quicker and quicker and quicker. He tired to speak again and again but his words kept failing him, until he was communicating to me in low deep grunts.
I pulled his head back towards me and kissed his beautiful mouth. He has a beautiful neck, thick and muscular.
He started to make chocking, breathless grunts, as he seemed to be loosing his breath.
His arse was hot and smooth and willing. His fuck hole spoke to me in its own language of raw, wet skinned lust.
Ever since James and I had stopped using condoms he craved my cum spurting into him skin on skin on skin and fluid on skin. I was just about to give him another load. As I was about to cum, James pushed back and his arse seemed to open even more and I was deep deep inside him when I started to shoot my load. He started to spasm, pushing back on my hard cock as hard as he could as each load of jizz squirted out of him.
He screamed out. It was as if he’d been lost for his voice but my cum pumping into him pumped his vocals out his mouth filling the room with the vocalised sounds of his orgasm.
We collapsed onto the bed on top of one another and lay still and motionless, my cock still up James arse, which he held onto tightly with his clench arse cheeks.
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