1. Game Boy Part 2


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

    firming up ever so slightly so that its already solid girth started swelling still further against my fingers. I thought it was rather pretty how the end of the over-generous foreskin tapered into a long, puckered gape, reminding me of the trumpet of a daffodil flower. I was about to say that it was such an attractive cock that I would never in a million years have matched it with the long lanky ginger bloke it happened to be attached to. But he cut in with, "It's a bit deformed. The skin doesn't pull back all the way." I smiled up at him, my mouth watering at the anticipation of having a taste of the lovely pudgy-looking thing. "That doesn't mean it's deformed, Elliot. It just means that's how your cock happens to work and you've got to find ways to enjoy it regardless." "I won't be able to fuck anyone, though," he whined. "It hurts to wank off sometimes, so there's no way I'll be able to push it up anyone's bum." "Bum?" I asked. "I thought you said you were into girls... don't you mean vagina?" "Oh yeah," he said quickly. "That's what I meant!" "Let me suck it for you," I offered kindly, "and get it nice and hard. Then then we'll see how far back I can work your foreskin using my spit for lube. How does that sound?" He grinned at me broadly like it was Christmas morning. "Ah yeah, that'd be dead good, that would!" I smiled back up at him, thinking that if I played things deftly, I might be able to wangle a lot more than just a few minutes of mere cock-sucking from the ...
    young duty manager. I eased his foreskin back as far as it could comfortably go, revealing a centimetre or so of the slimy pink cock head lurking shyly underneath it. I took a whiff and found it deliciously sharp and acrid, reeking strongly of stale piss and the leftovers of countless climaxes. Soon I was snuffling hungrily at it, savouring its sharp, acrid tang; fascinated by the intensity of the odour he was hiding away and which probably only rarely emerged through the opening of his tight, unobliging foreskin. I pressed forwards and gently sucked the gooey slit at the tip of it, and felt him shudder with surprise. The skin around the shaft of his cock slid forwards through my fingers, quickly lengthening against them and pushing them apart as his already ample girth thickened still further. He was clearly a big strapping lad in the trouser stakes once he got going, was our Elliot! He'd been right to worry about sex, though; especially if it was the anal variety that he had on his radar. Not only did he have his foreskin problem to concern him, but the way his organ was growing – and it wasn't even hard enough to be called a semi yet! – it would probably be far too large to squeeze up a potential boyfriend's butt. "Pull your trousers down, son," I gently proposed. "Let's see this lovely knob of yours properly with your bollocks hanging down for me to play with!" He hastily unclipped his belt and pulled his black coffee-stained trousers down around his thighs. His briefs ...
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