CockTaleBar
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I 'm a 22yo sex-addicted Bi college guy from the Nederland with three passions in animation : seaworthiness, penning, and sex.
But to be honest, I only like to drop a line about sex. I only write about Real-Life effect. The names, however, have been altered to insure everybody 's privacy.

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16 ... ish

A story about a boy called Sam that happened about half a year ago. I was 21 at the time, and it proved the start of a chain of very positive events.

Aaaaaaand there I found myself, chatting with this cute Lester Willis Young blond boy. Let 's hollo him Sam.
16 ( so, legal in my commonwealth ), short-circuit blond hair's-breadth, sleeping room center and a short and svelte build, according to the picture on his profile. The profile also stated he lived in the Sami metropolis as I do ( Leeuwarden, the Netherlands ). He asked if i 'd like to camchat with him, cause he likes muscled college Guy, such as I. `` trusted'I said, `` I do n't mind watching immature male child, so it 's ok with me '', and I ended with the celebrated smiley, sticking out it 's tongue.
And 16 is indeed new than 21, so no problemo there.

We turned on our cams, and luckily it indeed turned out to be the cute boy from the pic.
The astonishment on his face was hard to hold in, however. It was warm in my way, so I was only wearing a boxershort. `` Wow, you 're even more powerful than in your image ! ``
Indeed, the pic was about 4 month old at the time, and I had since put in some intemperate workplace, and had progressed visably. `` Yeah, that 's what happens if fitness is your favourite hobby ... after sex '', I said.
He laughed and said sex was one of his prominent rocking horse as well.
But meanwhile, he was still fully dressed. He was wearing the same clothes as in his video, with similar lighting, so it suggest the pic had been taken that very same day.

'' Say, do n't you think it 's fourth dimension for you to establish a little More skin as well ? '' I asked jokingly.
Without a Scripture, he removed his shirt immediately, showing his slender form was accompanied by some amazing acquit definition. From swimming and playing field hockey, he explained. engaged picayune tyke then. Seemed befitting though, he looked like he had the Department of Energy of the energizer bunny girl with a Red Bull habituation. Exactly what I like in youngsters, really.

Such a cockeyed dead body made my cock startle up, reporting for obligation, instantly.
'' Whoa, looks like my body 's being approved ! How big is that fiend ? ''
The contour of my proud 7 and a half inches were clearly visible in my closely Björn Borg boxershort. `` 7.5 ? damn, that 's a lovely size ! '' It sounded like he had had experienced a alike size before. When I asked whether he had he answered `` More than you 'd wait '', follow by a saint-like smiley with a malfunctioning gloriole. `` So, you 're an receive bottom then ? I asked. `` Yeah, actually am ! But I 've also topped plenty already as well, consider me. '' `` darn, started nice'n early then', I asked. `` Boy, if only you knew ! '' he answered. I fought the melodic theme of continuing the line of inquiry. Instead, I decided to challenge him a bit ; `` Then you probably could show me a nicely trained little hole, could n't you ? '' With barely a opinion he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading his buttcheeks. I was looking directly into a young, hairless, well trained, rap boyhole, into which he effortlessly inserted two dry fingers. `` shit, that 's looking near '' I said, `` certainly looks like it 's used to having something up there '' He turned round briefly, to read what I had typed, and instantly inserted a third finger. My stopcock was quick to explode when he turned round again and licked his digit. His putz was almost fully hard now as well, showing a good, thickset, 6 column inch. `` Looks like it 's working '' he said, referring to the fact the head of my cock had popped out above the circle of my boxershorts. `` appearance me a little more. ``
'' It sure does '' I said, and pulled down my undies to give a full phase of the moon view of my rockhard 7.5 inch.
'' Damn bro, that 's definatly one I 'd wan na sit on. '' Cheeky pest. I love it when shaver know what they want, like that, and no deviation here. You could n't fit it, if you wanted '' I teased. `` With your build, the head of my cock will be smaking your diaphragm constantly. How magniloquent are you anyway ? '' `` Wan na bet I can ? ``, he answered. `` I 've taken 7.5s before, ya'know. And I 'm 4'11 '' if you must acknowledge. '' 4'11 '', damn, this kid 's hair-do does n't even hit my schoulder.
'' Wan na bet you can, you say ? `` Be careful with what you 're betting on lil bro, I might have to take that bet. '' `` I wish you did. I could use some action today ! ``
At first I thought he was joking, but the look in his middle was abruptly serious. tinker's dam, this boy was up for it ! `` But, you probably do n't presume ... Another college guy with hooligan talk of the town, but without the sand to actually fill my fix. sin, you probably do n't even photograph that big a load. ``
WHAT THE FUCK ? ! ? ! Is this kid really challenging me ? Not the guts ? Not a big loading ? This boy 's getting cheekier by the moment ! `` Whatch it kid ! My loading 's bigger than anything you 've ever felt before ! '' `` LOL, why do n't you get prove it, big guy ? '' Followed by a telephone line of 5 smilies, all sticking their tongue out at me. `` come rise it ? Why, are you home alone, or summat ? And actually, where DO you last ? '' `` Yes, my parents are away for the weekend, and my stepbro is at his mom 's. ``
His location surprised me. `` What ! ? That 's the same neighbourhood I live in ! ``
Turned out he lived only 7 blocks away. `` Are you coming over then ? I really take to get some, man ! Hard as well ! '' 16 year old sportslad, home alone, a 10 mo walk away from me ? Could I let such an oppertunity flip by ? I DON '' T THINK SO !

After he gave his adress and cellphone number, I jumped into some sweatpants and threw on a T-shirt, and jogged to his house, my halfhard dick swinging like mad in the sweatpants.
When I arrived I rang him up, and he said I 'd best come through the back door, via the garden. The gate in the fence was unbarred. As I walked up through the garden ( patch of grass on one side, a little pool with mini-waterfall ), he opened the back room access. fag naked. His fat 6 inches pointing straight upward. He indeed did n't come up to my shoulder. `` Come inside '' he said. `` I intend to '' I said, playing the pun in his initial remark. `` in force '' he said, `` for a consequence I was afraid you might 've brought safety. '' My hammer jumped. Was this boy really actually telling me to fuck him bare ?
I was going to anyway, but messiah, this boy cuts to the pursuit. `` Ha, I guessed you 'd like bare as well '', I said. `` Yeah, I wan na sense your lust-juice flowing inside me, of path. ``
'' 'd Ya want a beer ? '' he asked. `` Actually, I just want you '', I replied. `` Can do ! '' he said, grabbed me by the shirt and dragged me to the Granville Stanley Hall and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he said : `` right, we 're gon na enter my way now. There 's one ruler in my room for bad boy like you ; no dress. Dump that stuff ! '' Hastely I took off my shirt, drawers and brake shoe, and put them on the professorship that stood directly next to the threshold of his room upon entering. He grabbed my wrist and led me to sit on the bed. It really struck me as a boy 's elbow room. Die-cast model railcar on the shelves. Big Time Rush bed sheets, and posters on the wall of One direction, and a half defenseless Justin Bieber.

He then, without warning, started an agressive french kiss, taking me completely by surprise. He pushed me backward onto the bed and said, while his hand grabbed my intemperately cock ; `` so this bad boy has to enter me in a mo ? We 'd amend start with some preperations ! ``, and he immediatly started licking the read/write head. `` If you get that one nice and wet, I 'll piss sure your hole will be too '' I suggested. He nodded and turned, so we got into a 69 position, him with my pecker down his teen throat, me rimming his bald pink hole. HO-LY Shit. That was one hell of a blow job. `` You sure have done that before, have n't you ? ``, I asked. He sniggered and swallowed my hard cock even a trivial deeper.
His hollow was warm and wet, and I felt his trunk react as I pushed my tongue inside.
Meanwhile I was as steamy as I possibly could be, and pre-cum started flowing in senior high school quantaty.
With a tripping sucking haphazardness he pulled loose from my shaft, turned around and again gave me an agressive Daniel Chester French kiss.

He made sure I lied down properly on my spine and started inserting my cock in his hole, using his integral bodyweight to slide down, inch by inch.
About halfway down he let out a pant and moaned 'fuck me !'.
'' Well, goddammit, I did n't issue forth here just to get laid you half !, I replied. I began thrusting up him powerfully, and with every push I entered a little foster. At about three stern down I picked him up, putting him on his spinal column on the bed, simultaniously stepping off the bed, myself.
'' Oh yes, fuck me harder ! ``, he panted. `` Use me as your slut ! ''. `` Damn right field, I will !, I said, and started nailing his young hole even harder.
His face betrayed sporadic moments of bother, but on the whole, he took it like a champion. It was n't long before I indeed was balls late inside him. `` Now the real work begins ! ``, I said, and with long, punishing and deep knife thrust I started boning him so hard, the only things louder than his moaning were the squeeking of the bed, and the strait of my hips hitting his butt.
He moaned like a fiddling slut.
Nay, he moaned like a proper slut ... ...
Nay. He moaned like a cumwhore. MY cumwhore.
With every poking he moaned, with every thrust the bed squeeked, and with every thrusting my pelvis slammed his bum. With every drive you could clearly see the outline of my shaft pushing up behind his navel. That sight alone made me wan na mess up my lode instantly, but I refrained.

Another 10 jab, 15 poking ... I managed to squeeze out 20 more than knife thrust before I buckled.
It was like a semen-grenade exploded in his tummy. My balls poured and poured into this pin-up young boy, and what felt like half a gallon of sweet cum sprayed inside his young, slender and well delimitate venter. Breathing heavily I collapsed atop him. With some grunt and panting we turned, so both layed on the bed, my tool still inside him, as rich as potential, keeping the germ deep in his belly.
'' Jezus fucking Christ, you 're a rough one ! ``, he panted. `` And how big are your loads ! ? ! Man, I can feel it running out of me as I speak ! '' And, indeed, however a great deal cum was still plugged inside his stomach, a thickly stream of cum already started to drip from his jam, down my balls, exactly onto the crotch of one of the guy wire from Big Time Rush.
'' Goddamn boy, you 've got skills ! We definately should do this more often ! ``, I said.
He giggled and moved up and down a little on my putz, which at the time was still almost completely upright. `` My mentation exactly '', he said. `` But would you bear in mind terribly if I was n't 16 ? ``
I laughed. `` Oh, it 's just a identification number, is n't it ? I do n't think I 'll deliver too a lot of a problem with a 15.. ''
He giggled again and stretched out an arm over his head and grabbed his wallet from the bedsidetable. He took out his ID-card and turned it in such a way I could scan it.
Wait a second.
That date.
That year !
It actually was the kid 's birthday that day ! His 14th ! !
'' Thanks for the birthday-fuck, big boy '' he said, smiling at the stick formulation on my face.
'' You cheeky little youngster ! '' I said, `` you 've got some explaining to do about your experience, cause I can really say you DO feature a lot of experience ! '' `` Ha '' he laughed, `` for fuckers like you I wo n't keep closed book, if you really want to know, I 'm willing to tell ... ''

Meanwhile my cock twitched and became fully hard again, at the realisation I had just got me a 14 yr old fuck chum, who was addicted to sex just as often as I am .