“I'm cumming Erick!” I warned him. He stopped and sucked the whole organ until his nose met my pubic hair and my dickhead was in contact with his throat. I exploded right into his mouth, it was tremendous and it filled his mouth with hot cum, it followed by another and three more squirts. He swallowed all of it without letting a drop to the floor. Erick backed up and sucked even more, he was trying to capture as many cum as possible. Erick looked up to me and winked as he licked his lips and ate the remaining cum. He stood up and grabbed my back, pushing my body to his. He was also jerking off all this time. “Harold, I am cumming!” he said with surprise. I immediately knelt down without thinking about his reaction and sucked his cock into my mouth. I then felt the first spurt of hot and thick cum into my mouth and entering my throat.
“Harold,...Harold..aaah”, he murmured. I capture the next four big waves of cum spurts into my mouth. They were strong that I almost choked myself. I deep throated and let the cum flow naturally down to my stomach. I sucked till I felt nothing was coming out anymore before I spitted out his dick.
I then stood up and kissed him without any hesitation. His hot lips grind into mine. We kissed deeply that he did not care about the remaining cum in my mouth at all. We stared at each other. “Amazing!” we uttered in unison, then chuckled like happy children. “I'm excited till our next shower,” Erick laughed. Biting my lips, I responded, “no need to wait.”
—THE END—
A Sweet & Lustful Friendship
An old man’s journey of uplifting one’s self-confidence and sexual drive became one of the most exciting phases of his life. He went to the grocery store one night only to realize he could not lift and carry his bought items by himself. One cute and polite crew from the store volunteered to help him. That night started a friendship to be formed between the old man and the young kid.
From simple acts during sex to the more elaborate ones like bare backing, the old man taught the kid. It resulted in the kid being so good at sex that women could not keep up with him. Thus, the old man, his mentor, friend, and sex buddy went to the rescue and offered that “he would always keep the machine well oiled”.
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The idea of me getting old was bonkers, I mean, I hated it, I don't want to think I was about to turn forty-four, but the kid rendered me so tired. Though, I never let on for a second. While he was taking a bath in my shower room, I was able to get a moment to catch my breath and rest up from the thorough fuck he had given me.
I hated to think I was getting old at forty-three, but the kid left me exhausted. I never let on, though. While he was in the shower it gave me a moment to catch my breath and rest up from the ferocious fuck he'd given me. My asshole was still quivering from the pounding it had taken.
Then, I heard that he turn the shower off, so I slid up on the bed to lean back against its headboard, and as I did, I watched as the remnants of my own sperm slowly ran down my chest and stomach. Along its trail, it left big globs as it was a thick load. Then I saw him get out of the shower room, he was with the towel around his shoulders, I watched as he pulled it back and forth, causing his huge dick swing like a clock pendulum. His height was big for his age and damn, how did a kid who's still in his teens grow such a mammoth dick size? He giggled as he saw the mess I made with myself.
“You know, you can take a shower with me,” he said.
“Well, had I gotten in the shower with you, you wouldn’t have gotten to work,” I answered. I lay there as my sight feasted on his muscles and lean body, his every muscle was tight yet flexible. He also had nice and tight abs and his dick, damn, he was really hot like a young stallion! That moment, I suddenly wondered what his mother had been feeding him, or maybe, it was only his genes, then if so, I’d like to meet his dad.
“Hmm, shit, you really blasted a load there man,” he said as he grinned.
“Actually, it’s more like you pumped it out of me,” I answered him as I scooped up the remaining sperm clinging to my chest and wiped it on the blanket. I broke down the big globs of cum as I had forgotten to get his money. I then swung my legs over the edge of the bed as I swiped again at the remaining and the final glob of semen on my chest.
“Hmm, here,” he said as he handed me his towel.
I took his towel and wiped the stuff off before heading to my closet. From the closet, I took out forty dollars and laid it on the corner of the bed.
“Oh, you know, sometimes, I feel guilty taking your money,” he added.
“Really? Well, don’t feel such,” I said. “Remember, it’s what I said I would do.”
“Actually, you don’t need to anymore. I don’t do it for the money itself. You know that I get as much out of it as you do,” he said.
“Ssshh, nope, you actually don’t, you just think that you do.” I hissed.
“Damn, you know, it’s pretty fucking fantastic sex every time we meet,” he said as he was getting dressed.
“Now you multiply it by ten and you’ll have an idea of how much I get out of it,” I told him as I grinned and also got dressed. “You slow down,” I said.
He suddenly stopped as he was about to slip his polo shirt on and he gave me a funny grin.
“Gee, I just hate to see you covering that great body up,” I added.
He laughed as he held the shirt at his side and offered me a long look at his beautiful and muscular upper body.
“Nice, can you do that again?” I said.
“Huh? Do what?”
“Well, laugh again, as I like to watch your stomach ripple when you laugh.”
With what I said, he just smiled, yet, he couldn’t keep from laughing, so I got another little show of his rippling muscle.
“Oh, you’re so annoying me!” He said as he chuckled.
“Hmm, okay, okay, go ahead and put that shirt on. But, um, first, I’d like you to come over here,” I said as I waved him over to where I was sitting on the edge of the bed. As instructed, he walked over to me and stood between my spread legs. I then wrapped my arms around his lean waist and pulled him in as I quickly kissed his right chest and started licking his nipple.
“Oohhhh, fuck you!” He yelled.
I suddenly formed a smile on my lips as I was still licking his nipple with my tongue. I then licked the other nipple and with that, he groaned again. But I didn’t continue as I knew he had to get to work.
“Now, how was that?” I asked.
“Shit, dude, I actually didn’t have an idea you guys would do such things,” he said.
“Of course I can. Look at how your nipples are standing out,” I said.
“Well, I want you to do that to me more often next time,” he answered as he finally put his shirt on.
I quickly wore my shorts so I could walk him to the door. It wasn’t like he needed someone to escort out, but I just wanted to see him out. I wanted to see him as much as possible, even if it meant watching him walk to his bike, so I did. Yes, he still used a bike since he couldn’t afford a car yet. But somehow, that fact only added to the youthful aura I loved about him so much. As he walked past me out the door, he suddenly punched me playfully in the stomach.
“Aww, hey, keep those your abs tight dude,” he said.
“Of course, you too,” I answered. His stomach was like an armor clothing. I watched till he disappeared in the horizon and then I closed the door.
His name was Cesar, and how I met him was like a stroke of luck. Cesar was an exceptional actually though it wasn’t evident on him physically. As from what he told me, he went to school, he was in 4th-year high school and worked two part-time jobs and sometimes, whatever job he could get. He became a lifeguard at the resort, he worked at the department store, at the food chain and at the grocery store. I met him at the grocery store. I went to the store before going back home from the office, it was right at the end of his shift. He said I was his last customer before he got off work, and also, he was looking forward to getting off, I figured it out because he had a date with some sexy girl.
“Do you have a date? What a rush for?” I asked him with a curious grin.
“None, I mean, I can’t afford a date except on weekends,” he answered.
I actually hated going to the store to buy my groceries, I would only stop to buy the few things I needed on a day-to-day basis. Every month, though, I would stock up on canned goods and non-perishables by the case. I would always have three carts filled with cases of the stuff and that night, he helped me take them out of the cart to be scanned and then placed them back in the cart.
“I can help you with this stuff Sir,” Cesar offered.
“That’s nice, I didn’t know the store offers carry out service to my car,” I answered.
“Well, it actually doesn’t offer such service, but I am going off duty and I can help you take these wheel carts out and load the items into your car.”
“Wow, thanks then, I never turn down offers like that,” I said as I smiled.
We then wheeled the carts out and then he helped me stack the cases into the back of my car. Then, out my desire to watch him work and his muscles flex, I purposely let him unload most of the stuff into my car.
“Wow, great, if I just had somebody to help me unload these when I get home, aah, anyway, here,” I said, handing him a five-dollar bill.
“Thanks for this, I can help you,” he offered again.
“Nope. You’ve done enough,” I said. Though, I somehow realized that he was just trying to earn more cash. “Oh, well, on second thought, though, if helping I wouldn’t be too much trouble to you... I mean, I just live nearby here, and I’m about to leave for a bit.”
“Okay Sir, no trouble at all,” he cheerfully said. “I’ll go get my bag inside and be right back.”
Then, a few minutes later, he came rushing back to the parking lot, he was riding his bike with his backpack. The bike suddenly stopped and caused a screeching sound, then, he tossed his backpack in my car as I then picked his bike up like it was nothing and put it atop my car where it could be laid and secured.
Upon arriving at my house, I pulled into the garage and put the door down. Well, it was obvious why I did that. But I actually did that unconsciously. I guess I was just excited by the idea that he would help me unload and stack the items I bought on the shelves in my garage, and so he did. I dug in my pocket and realized I didn’t have enough bills to give him.
“Oh, um.... Come on inside,” I told him as I felt ashamed not being able to hand him out the money immediately.
“Well, if you are gonna get more money, just forget it. The five bucks were enough.”
“No way, the hell it was,” I answered as I stood at the open door, motioning him inside. He felt obliged, so he followed me into the kitchen. We went in and I slowly closed the door behind me, I didn’t think he noticed it. I went into my room and took some more money.
“Here you go and thank you so much,” I said as I handed him ten bucks.
“But, you don’t need to do this,” he said as he held the money like he might hand it back to me.
“But if not, you shouldn’t have helped me with my groceries,” I replied as I suddenly felt panic. He acted like he was about to leave, but I couldn’t just let that happen. I mean, I had this young hot stud in my house and it might be the only time this opportunity was upon me. Sadly, I didn’t know what to do or what to say to keep him there, or even if I should. He could be younger than 18 because he was just riding a bike, which meant, he didn’t have a car or a license. I assumed he was 18 simple because he was working in the grocery store. His body was like he was 20 something, but then there was his bike and he looked so young and I couldn’t just take the risk of being a pedophile.
“I guess I have to get my bike out of your car,” he said.
“Uhm, yup,” I said. I felt more nervous as he made a move towards the garage door.
“Uhm, but, can I get your name?” I asked huskily. Yeah, I know it sounded stupid, asking when he was about to leave.
“I’m Cesar,” he answered.
“Oh, cool name,” I replied. I wanted to find out how old he was though I didn’t want to ask directly and appear too obvious. I then began talking to him about girls, school and about sports and perhaps, the usual stuff kids his age were interested in and so I found out that the was a senior student, he didn’t have a car, he didn’t have time to play and he only dated when he could borrow his dad’s wheels. Okay, he could be 18 since he was already a senior or maybe, 17 if he was one of those kids who started way too early in kindergarten. But, looking at him from his neck down to his feet, he looked 18. I realized I was at the age that I couldn’t judge the ages of the younger generation very well. His face looked younger, though, he looked younger than his body. Okay, finally, I was brave enough to ask him.
“Look, are you, um.... Already 18?” I suddenly blurted out.
He responded with a funny look. “Yes, hmm, it was like a month ago,” he said. His voice’s tone was like, ‘why are you asking me that?’
I felt delighted as let out a sign of relief. “Okay, nice, so, listen, if you like, there is more where that came from,” I said as I was nodding and referring to the pocket where he’d put the money. “Well, it depends on what you’re willing to do to earn it,” I added.
Then, he gave me an intriguing look again. “Well then, what do I have to be willing to do?” he asked.
“Have you ever had sex with another man?” I asked.
He looked curious and shocked, but not afraid.
“Never,” he simply replied, he made it sound like his answer was a no like he would never consider doing such a thing and that I was a jerk for asking.
“Are you willing to do it? I mean, for, um... 20 bucks?” I asked.
With a suspicious look, he asked, “What would I have to do?” Though he still looked interested.
“Well, you just have to lay back and enjoy it,” I answered.
He glanced at his wrist watch.
“Do you want to be in another place?” I asked.
“Hmm, I just have to call my father.”
I pointed to the phone on the wall. As he was dialing on the phone, I got some bad thought that he could be telling his dad, my indecent offer, to my relief, he wasn’t. I thought I would hear him say some old folk had been asking him to have sex with him. Felt tensed as I prepared myself from grabbing the phone from him. But then, he told his dad that he was going to be late, though not sure of how late. I suddenly felt guilty listening to boy lie to his dad, though I felt relieved at what would his father think if he’d know his son would be having sex with another man old enough to be his father. Cesar didn’t give any explanation, and apparently, his father didn’t ask for any. After they talked, he hung the phone up and looked at me.
“Okay, what do I have to do?” he asked again.
“Well, um, you actually don’t have to do anything,” I answered. “I don’t wanna make it sound like I am buying you. I am just offering you another 20 dollars for, let’s say, out of appreciation and for the time spent with you.”
“Fine, but let’s just say, you’re renting me,” he replied.
I burst out in laughter, “okay, that’s a nice idea, I think I can go with that.”
“Okay, so now, what do you want your rented boy to do?” he asked.
“Hmm, I think you can start by stripping down,” I answered.
“Oh, but, um, you know, if this is going where I think it’s going, I think I’ll need a shower first,” he added. “I did many heavy tasks and stuff in my work at the storeroom today, you know what I mean?”
“Yeah, I know, but that’s okay, believe me, I don’t mind sweating,” I answered.
“Ah, I see. Okay, if you say so,” he then started taking his clothes off.
“By the way, though, where do you think it’s going?” I purposely asked as I smiled.
“Well, I had some natural conclusions and I thought you were going to give me a blowjob.” He answered right then as he laid his shirt over the ba
ck of the chair.
“Wow, you’re genius. But you know, I hope it’s more than that,” I said as I watched him as he undid his belt and as he did, his muscles in his arms, his chest, and his abs were rippling with the motion. He then squatted down to unlace his work boots and took them off as I watched his back flaring out wider. I was delighted that Cesar seemed at ease taking his clothes off. He then shoved his jeans down one leg after another. I helped him remove the left one as I gazed at him in his underwear and socks wantonly.
“Do you want me to remove my socks?” he asked.
“It actually doesn’t matter,” I answered. “But, um, would you mind putting your boots back on?”
“Okay, no problem,” he said as he sat down to slip them back on. He quickly tied them as he stood again.
“Oh my goodness, so nice,” I said as I eyed his young muscular body that is now clad in just his baseball cap, his work boots, and his underwear. Damn, he looked so hot and sexy. He just shrugged at my remark as if he didn’t get how awesome he was. He suddenly shifted his weight as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear though I quickly stopped him.
“Ooopps, those can wait,” I hurriedly said. “For now, let’s go back to the bedroom.”
I walked towards the hallway as I let him follow me, he stood in the middle of the room and looked innocent, as if he didn’t know what to expect or even what to do next, then I slowly closed the door. I walked towards him and brushed my hands down his sides till I shoved my thumbs in the waistband of his shorts. Then, I knelt before him and pulled his underwear down. I was then shocked at what jumped out of me. He was wearing a nice, brief and he looked impressive though I didn’t see a large bulge yet. I then reared back when his dick swung free.
“Fuck yeah,” I softly gasped as I pulled his brief down and took them off of him. As I did, I noticed he was smiling with pride, and perhaps, with good reason. “What the hell? How did you manage to grow such a big dick?” I asked him as I clutched his balls in my hand.
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