1. My Charlie


    Date: 7/22/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: 007Lover, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    a tiny shudder in his grip. My hand travelled down towards his own Little Charlie (or should I say Big Charlie) and I fondled it for a few seconds over his boxer shorts, until I slipped a hand inside and felt it properly. It was hot, pulsing like my own, and rock hard. I went a little lower and cupped his balls, gently lifting them, massaging them as I did so. Charlie suppressed a groan and instead let out a throaty sound that sounded very beast-like, very masculine, very arousing. I kissed him with a thirst I never knew existed in me, and he kissed me back, our tongues entwining with longing and spit, both fondling and jerking each other’s cock. I parted from him, my lips wet and sore after minutes of heavy kissing, kneeled whilst grabbing each buttock in my hands and filled my mouth with his cock. I began to suck slowly first and at once, I gagged horribly and my eyes watered so that I could hardly see in front of me, but I didn’t stop and soon tears were streaming down my face as I sped up. Charlie grabbed my hair and pulled me back and as his cock sprang out of my mouth, so did a cascade of spit, which dribbled down my chin. “Are you okay?” asked Charlie, my sweet and considerate Charlie. I nodded, unable to find my voice just yet. “Stand up, it’s my turn.” I rose and he kneeled. He looked up at me, his eyes bright with exhilaration and I took his glasses and set them on the coffee table not two feet away. He licked the tip first, then slid his tongue down to the very ...
    base. He did this repeatedly, before putting it in his mouth fully. He sucked smoothly, effortlessly, taking a break once in a while from my cock and moved on to my balls and jerked me as his efforts were focused on these alone. Then I asked him kindly to lie on the couch while I slipped upstairs for some lube and condoms. I wasn’t sure if he’d go so far as to let me penetrate him; I remember that even in the old days he had trouble adjusting; he was always eager to fuck me, but he grew anxious when I suggested we try it the other way round. We actually did try it a few times, but the experience for him was generally unpleasant, lube or not. I was fiercely determined to ask him if he’d make an exception this time alone. I was, after all, giving him thousands of dollars, practically my life savings. I returned, condoms and lube in hand, and as though he had read my mind, Charlie was kneeling on the couch, head down, ass in the air, ready for me. “Slowly, Joe, that’s all I ask.” he said, gripping a cushion against his chest. “I promise.” I rolled the condom on, slapped some lube on my cock, and dabbed a little on my middle finger. I kneeled behind Charlie, my cock throbbing against his leg, and introduced my finger. He uttered a pained moan. “Is it in?” he said, gritting his teeth. “It’s my finger,” I said, pulling it out with care. “Let’s try with two.” “No, no, just do it already.” I obliged. As soon as the tip entered, his entire body tensed as opposed to mine, which quivered ...
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