1. Dirty little secret


    Date: 11/20/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Cheating, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Extreme, Gay, Scatology, Author: Isambard, Rating: 41.7, Source: sexstories.com

    meanwhile always hoping. The next day, we were out all day catching the culture, but my mind was racing through a plan to meet this Adonis, and a thought struck: after diving! I’ll be free for several hours until I meet Rachel for dinner that night, as planned. Diving was the following day, so I needed a reply tonight. I got home and sure enough, there was a message from this beautiful, tanned hunk of meat; thankfully, he spoke English. “Hi. You’re close and cute. What you looking for, boi”?. My heart set off like a sprinter. I explained to him that I had a girlfriend: “No worries”. I explained how I wanted to be obedient and servile: “Good boi. You lick ass?”. My list of dos and don’t’s impressed: “So you’ll lick my unclean ass, straight after a sweaty day’s work, like a pig, boi?”. I hesitated, thinking how I’d feel after meeting him, knowing how much I liked Rachel: “I’m not gonna wait all day boi. Give me your address and a time and I’ll be there tomorrow. Otherwise it’s off”. My heart beat out the next few minutes: “Good boi, I’ll see you at 15:00, I expect to be serviced”. All day diving, I achieved little distraction from my planned rendezvous. Everything with Rachel was sorted. I was late arriving back from diving, so rushed home to find messages from him: “Where are you boi? Knew you’d pussy out”. I typed savagely, attempting to claw back lost time: “You’re lucky boi, I’m still around. Give me 10 minutes, get yourself ready”. I hopped into the bathroom, trimming my ...
    facial hair, my ass hole and base of my penis. I tidied things away and swigged on our remaining wine. I kept the App on, monitoring his distance from me, seeing him creep closer and closer. 450 metres. 330 metres. 270. 150. Pop, a new message: “Outside boi”. I inhaled deeply. Walking to the door, a smile invaded my face and I knew this was my lot in life. I opened the door and he greeted me, barely fitting through the small, Mediterranean-carved frame, before walking through the lounge area straight to the just-made double bed. “Nice place. Good to meet you”, he said. As always with these things, he grabbed me behind the neck and we embraced our tongues in a rough, slippery, exquisite kiss, soaked in cologne and a hint of smoke, with the atmosphere of tense muscle and the day’s sweat. His big, strong tongue easily invaded my mouth, forcing my tongue sideways into his, as his big slug lashed at the base of my tongue, depositing his thick, masculine spit into my gob in copious globules so that I was forced to swallow his juices. After barely a minute of this intense, forbidden passion, he pulled us apart. “Take your clothes off”. I obliged, as did he. “On your knees, boi”. I fell instantly. “Who’s a good little ass slave?” “Me… sir” His cock unfurled to 7.5”. It was immediately pressing hard onto my lips, soon forcing them apart with the powerful, glistening cock helmet, allowing his warm, rubbery cock to meet my earnest tongue. A few courtesy strokes, he then clutched at my ...
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