1. Game Boy Part 2


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

    just something weird about me... something only I do!" I grinned up at him and he explained, "I used to nick my mates' skiddy keks when they were in the showers after P.E. I used to love having a good wank-off after school with the backs of their pants on my face, jacking my dick off while I was sniffing at their arses!" "Oh my God!" I laughed. "If only I'd had the wit and imagination when I was that age!" "It was the fucking best!" he affirmed. "I used to shoot my muck up to the ceiling!" "What were you thinking about when you were doing it?" I asked him, thinking I probably knew the answer. He hesitated, smirking naughtily at me, before confessing with a rather adorable blush, "I was imagining that the smell... you know... the sort of dirty, sweaty stink you get on the back of a dude's pants where they've hitched up into his arse-crack..." "Yes...?" I encouraged him. "Well, I used to pretend it was the smell of me doing my mate up the bum... him bending over and whacking his dick off... me behind him knobbing him really hard!" I laughed at his admission. "You're a very interesting young man, Elliot, do you know that?" He beamed at me and I pulled back from him to admire his full hard-on with my eyes rather than with my mouth. It had taken a while to gradually lengthen and harden but now that it was arching upwards in all its magnificent glory with the girth of its huge shaft engorged to beercan thickness, I quickly resolved that it had been well worth the wait. His ...
    erection – along with his large, swollen knackers, for that matter – looked even more impressive because of his lean, skinny frame. His lanky body accentuated the already impressive size of his fully aroused manhood and his straining nutsack looked all the more massive bulging down heavily in front of his scrawny legs. "Your cock is truly outstanding," I told him, still kneeling in front of it as if paying homage to its splendour. He grinned down at me and I reached up to gently caress its spit-soaked shaft. Apart from the tightness of the foreskin which prevented the huge plum-like head from emerging completely, the thing was just about aesthetically perfect. Totally unsuited to penetrating a virgin bum, but staggeringly beautiful nonetheless. "My mates used to call me Muffin the Mule," he smirkingly confided. I grinned and he added, as if I wouldn't have understood the reference, "It's like a horse's cock, you see. Or that's what they reckoned." "You mentioned you were worried about getting it up someone's backside," I tentatively suggested. "Would you like... perhaps – and feel free to say no! – to try and do it to me? Only if you'd be comfortable with it, of course..." There was no beating around the bush for Elliot. He nodded with flamboyant enthusiasm and called out, "Fuck yeah! Let's do it!" I guess he must have interpreted my surprise as hesitation, because he impatiently urged me, "Come on, turn round and pull the back of your keks down! You'll have to bend over and stick ...
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