1. Caden&Nicolas - Part 1


    Date: 5/22/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Boy / Boy, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: VanillaNightt, Rating: 73.9, Source: sexstories.com

    meant only for privacy. But then he stops, and he looks away with a growing darkness in his eyes. “I don’t know if I can do this,” he says shyly, and blinks back the fear in his eyes. “I’ve never done this before…” “I haven’t either,” I assure him—and I haven’t— as I trail his arms with my fingertips. “I’ll try my best to guide you through it.” “I’m scared,” he admits. “Me too,” I say back and pull him down as I lift my covers from the bed. He pulls himself in close to me, pulls the towel away from his body, and presses the bare side of him against me. I feel his warmth cut away at the temperature of the room. I close my eyes and place the tips of my fingers on his inner thigh, and they dance for a moment, innocently twirling over his skin without care, until they graze by with elegance on a different part of his skin. His skin here feels different, loosely hanging on to his body, yet cupping like water in a palm two balls that I've only seen once or twice before. I gently push with my fingers, and they give way their space willingly, moving like planets midst their galaxy, and I cup them. And squeeze, tug—he moves his legs, lifts his hips into the air ever so slightly, and releases a sigh from his cloud-like lips. I look up at his face; his eyes are closed, and he flashes me a crooked smile, his imperfect teeth shining brilliantly in the light. Then I venture further south, falling in line with the line that runs the length of his twins’ center, until I feel the indention ...
    in his body, the concave shape where his body splits in two, a dark void hiding somewhere within, awaiting the arrival of the tomb raider that is my finger—and, quite hopefully, my member waiting ever so patiently to take a peek, to have a touch, to taste his flavor. But before I can venture further, his hand grips tightly onto my own, pulling my fingers away from his bottom. And I go willingly, lending him my hand, allowing him to guide me where he wants me to be. He opens my fingers, exposes my palm, and when I look up at him again he’s still lying in blindness. His teeth dig easily into his bottom lip as he pushes my hand down, gripping the blanket and sheets over us with his other and tossing them aside. I’ve locked my door, any my parents are out of town. There’s no worries of getting caught. My palm lands swiftly on his seemingly flaccid shaft, and before I have time to react he’s closing my fingers around his tool until I hold him firmly. Then he pulls away to wind his fingers through his hair, to brush his bangs to the left, to rest his palm quietly on his concave abdomen. And I tug gently, and the next immediate instant he roars to life. I think back to the movies I’ve seen on the Internet, the one’s where a guy basically has to have his dick sucked for ten minutes before he has time to allow a single twitch, and find myself amazed by his instant reaction. And I react in exactly the same way. With my free hand I grip my cock between my own legs—just barely over six ...
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