His cock was tented in his boxers. I let my self fall into the abyss again and rode the waves. I share this flat with an old friend from high school called Markus. He moved his mouth onto mine and jammed his tongue past my lips. Storirs could feel my face turn so red that I was sure it was the color of blood. gay sock stories
The boy spat at my asshole a couple of times and brought himself up between my legs to move his hips into position. I could feel him lift my lower body up in the air. I was speechless. His tongue came out again and he licked the skin between my balls and my thigh. tsories
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Holy fuck! When he turned around, I saw on his face a sly grin and in his hand was hand cuffs.
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The socks looked eock disgusting, they were an eyesore, and more importantly, they must stink to high heaven. In fact, had his eyes been blue, he would have passed for Nick Lachey's twin brother. I walked into Mr. Mike let go of my hand and moved towards her.
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I followed him for a while at a distance and suddenly he turned to the side, went off the path and headed into stiries woods. This was easily the best experience of my life to date. I grabbed the socks and examined them for a bit. It hurts more than anything you can imagine!
Now that I saw his exposed crotch I realized he might be 13 instead of 14 though my memory of my own development at that age was vague. Something was really eating at him.
He licked it along the length several times pressing hard with his tongue, and then tongued the piss slit a gay sock stories bit playing with the precum that was oozing out of it. He pushed my thighs with more force and slammed against me even harder and held that position while driving into me like he sockk trying to jam his stiff rod right through me.
Tears began to well in his own eyes, and he came back down and wrapped his arms around my neck. When I stood up and bellowed waving my arms like a territorial grizzly he got really scared and scrambled backwards gay sock stories bit to the edge of the clearing. He took off his shoes and moved to take his socks off too, but I stopped him. The damp sweat soaked sock hit my face like a sledge hammer. My cock still in his sock was flapping against my stomach as he fucked my face hard.
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Tom said OK, but he would take his shower after he got loose. Taking the ice from the cup, I rubbed them on his nipples, then slid them down to his public line and stoories up to his nipples. It felt like a fucking fire hose going off.
He ga as his muscular body moved in perfect motion. I didn't know what to think. He was a kid about 14 or so by himself just walking along, far too slowly for my liking.
Who was I to get angry at him for doing what comes naturally to him. Then I thought gay sock stories the kid and why he would pick them up in the first place and it dawned on me. I told Tom sorry, but you lost and it was my turn to have some torturing fun with him. I should probably quit that. I looked at my watch again, and then looked suspiciously back at the boy. What a fucking unfair world.
I bumped into him in stroies woods back there and then we had a long talk is all. My asshole was consuming his cock. It was like going into free fall for a long time.
He pushed hard again with the tip of his tongue and it began to enter. I sat down on the moss beside him and let my shoulders slump. I was really upset. I wished that I could stay right gzy forever with his feet in my lap. I turned onto it and followed.