1. Amherst - Part 1


    Date: 6/30/2016, Categories: Gay Male, Masturbation, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    said: “Don’t worry. You can leave that box on the floor. I’ll take it from here. Truly appreciated” “Sure, buddy” said the biker with a chuckle. He placing the box on the floor. Suddenly, the biker stepped right behind me and put his right hand in my pocket. I opened my eyes in alarm. What was this guy doing? Was he going to rob me? But the instant I was about to elbow him away, I felt how his hand took advantage of the looseness of my cargo shorts pockets, and began plucking my groin line and caressing my inner leg. I froze. A shiver ran up my spine. What was this doing? I was totally confused. Instead of robbing me, he was actually rubbing me. I hesitated. And not reacting immediately, apparently, I encouraged him to pluck and caress some more. Then, he grabbed the base of my genitals and gently squeezed. Finally, he skillfully cupped my balls, giving them a swift rub and squeeze, and that was all it took to disarm me. A part of me wanted to push him away and punch him. Instead, I was dominated by the other part of me that liked it. I couldn’t believe I was allowing this stranger to take advantage of me like that, but memories of previous similar experiences ran through my mind and I admit that I wanted to see where all this was going. Besides, it had been a long time since I had been with a man. The biker kept rubbing softly my delicate parts while I just stood motionless in front of my room door with the grocery bags on my hands. He continued his very improper frisk ...
    session of me perhaps for a good minute. But his fondling felt so good. My eagerness only kept growing. By instinct, I closed my eyes, and allowed my body to lean on his. My head tilted and landed on his shoulder. Noticing that I was obviously not posing any resistance, my new friend began sneaking his left hand through the rear part of the waist of my pants until it was firmly planted on my right ass cheek. He squeezed it hard. I should have been scared. And I was. I felt it was all happening so fast. I had somewhat forgotten how good it felt to be completely objectified by a stranger; a male stranger. I did not move my body, except to turn my face towards his. With certain subtlety, I moistened my lips. “You like this, doncha?” The biker whispered swiftly in my ear. “Yes” was all that I could produce, although barely audible. “Did you just showered? You smell good” “Yes, I did” At that instant, the biker immediately materialized the room key out of my pocket and opened the door. I was still a bit confused and dizzy from all his teasing when he quickly rushed me into the room. We stepped inside the room and before I realized what was going on, I had dropped the bags on the floor next to the bed, neither he nor me was wearing our shirts anymore, my cargo shorts had dropped to my ankles, and I had my arms around the biker’s neck and was already making out with him next to my bed. His tongue was delightfully dancing with mine. While kissing with the biker, I took off my shoes and ...
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