1. Game Boy Part 2


    Date: 9/18/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: RobertFurlong, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    might have a bit of thing for him and I'd inadvertently dashed whatever deluded fantasies she'd been taking home from work. "I'm gonna fill his arsehole up with a big load of my spunk!" he taunted her and I wondered if he'd known that she'd been harbouring a cutesy crush behind the coffee shop counter. Perhaps an awkward pass had been made by her during the quiet of a mid-morning lull; an unwanted advance giftwrapped in greasy unkempt hair. She looked down at his bloated nut-sack whacking against my thighs, readying themselves to shoot a very bountiful load into the condom that was buried deep inside my well-slapped backside. "D'ya wanna watch me cum?" he managed to laugh through laboured panting. "D'ya wanna see me spunk up with my cock up another bloke's arse?" "It's disgusting!" she barked, her voice shaking through either anger or emotion. "And it stinks of his shit!" she added before slamming the door shut. Elliot immediately hit his climax and I sensed his disappointment, as his weighty balls unburdened themselves deep up into my bowels, that the girl who for all I knew might have been aggressively stalking him for some time, wasn't present to witness his shuddering orgasm. When I felt the heat of his jizm filling the end of the condom up inside me, I pounded my cock as fast as I could until my own white cream was squirting in thick surges across a stack of cartons of powdered milk. When we'd both finished panting and I could feel his hefty shaft starting to soften and ...
    make the condom wrinkle against my stretched tunnel, I pulled off him with a wet sloppy fart and stood up to grin at him with my own cock withering. "I don't know what blokes say to each other after they've just finished bumming," he told me. "What did you say to the two blokes who did it you?" "'Turn over, it's my turn'," he shrugged. "And after that?" I chuckled. "When you couldn't get it up them?" "'Oh fuck. Well at least let me wank off over your arse'." "I think the normal procedure – after successful anal copulation – is for the two of us to help each other clean up," I told him. "Then we see if either of us is going to suggest that we meet up again, and after that we shake hands and tell each other how much we enjoyed it." "You might wanna meet up again?" he asked cheerfully. "Very much so," I smiled. "But only on the condition that next time we have sex, I get a turn too!" "Of course you can!" he grinned. "Maybe an old fella like me could teach you a thing or two," I offered. "Just a few kindly offered suggestions about pacing and how to vary the technique..." "Yeah, maybe you could!" he chuckled. "That'd be well slick, that!" As I walked back out into the coffee shop, still heaving with a long queue of customers from the one-woman service battling to cope behind the counter, I saw him approach his frizzy-haired colleague with some trepidation. "I'm gonna tell head office about what you were up to," she muttered at him as she frothed up a jug of milk. "Yeah, well I'll ...