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'' Midnight-Stroker ''

by tcs1963

I just have to write about this experience that happened to me the other dark. Stuff like this rarely ever happens, to me.

My epithet is Tom, and I am a normal middle-aged guy. 6 groundwork tall and 200 Ezra Pound, with long dirty blonde tomentum and sky blue air optic. I 'm also sporting a 7-inch cut prick, that I 'm pretty proud of.

I 'm recently divorced after 20 years currently between girlfriends. So I 've been spending a lot of my free sentence stroking my very under-appreciated cock.

That 's enough about me ...

Last Friday Nox I decided to drink a few beers out on my backyard deck. beingness bored and extremely aroused I started watching some erotica videos on my prison cell earphone.

walking into my kitchen and grabbing a couple of beers, I walked back out to my chaise lounge and dropped my shorts, preparing to take hold of a buzz and relax while rubbing one out.

I settled in and grabbed my phone. Typing in my favorite video site, I picked out a really good spanking video and started it up and slowly started stroking my cock.

Just as I was getting into a good rhythm method, I heard someone walking in the shrubbery in the area behind my house. I decided it must be some dumb-ass adolescent, so I figured `` fuck it '' I 'm gon na keep milking my Dr. Johnson.

I slowed down with my stroking and sought to listen for the azalea crackle, so I could nail where they were in the brush. I could learn someone walking quietly and very near to my privateness fence contrast. As I slowly manually soothed my distressed penis.

wellspring, I figured they would either be grossed out or enjoy the show as they watched me jack off throbbing manhood. I could almost see their shadow standing still by the edge of my garage for a few mo.

As they got closer, I decided I would give them something to look at. So I poured some suntan application on my hand and really went at my stiff putz. I could say, `` I was beating my dick like it stole from me. ``

I could severalise it was a guy, and suddenly, I recognized him as the son of my neighbors. He was quite dear looking, and apparently pretty fucking nosey.

Made me automatically think and, `` I wondered how many times he had peeped on me as I pleasured myself on my back porch. ``

As he got closer I heard him whisper, `` What the fuck. ''

He stood closer to the fence staring at me and I heard, `` hoot. ''

Just watching my veracious hand sliding up and down the duration of my shaft, as I gently squeezed my balls. Just milking my cock and not caring if anyone saw what I was up too.

I turned off the video and promptly activated the torch on my cell phone. As I stroked myself in champaign view so he could see my every passing of my helping hand along my thick and stiff putz.

He dropped his knapsack and then his drawers quickly followed, he happily joined my impromptu jerk-off session. Both of us steadily milking our cocks in unison.

He started jacking off quicker while watching me jerk off myself under the genius.

The whole fit got extremely kinky and very hot. It was such a turn on for me to suffer this young college-aged man watch me choke my chicken, while he was rightfield beside me stroking his own.

He had a really overnice size putz too. I 'd say it was about seven in and moderately thickset. I was actually a picayune intimidate with a boy half my age, having that much size to work with.

'' I 'm gon na cum soon, '' I told him as I stroked myself faster, while I massaged my conceited balls.

I licked my hired hand to use my saliva as a lube on my throbbing organ. It made my experience so much better with my warm spit dripping down the shaft.

'' Do it, cum for me ... '' He said and I started pumping my hand, as fast as I could.

I shot my load all over myself, some even hit my brass as I leaned back in the chaise sofa.

As I sat in the afterglow of cumming, I scooped up some of my spooge on my index finger and sensuously licked it off, like I was cleaning a tiny cock.

He moved closer to me, gazing at my shrinking cock and the stack I had made all over my belly ...

The denotative show of my solo sexuality must have gotten him really horny, especially as I was licking my cum off of my fingerbreadth.

He stuck his teenaged putz through the gap in the secrecy fencing, almost daring me to touch it. So I knelt down with my Flaccid phallus still uncovered in the air and drew his bulbous cock head into my warm, wet mouth.

As I was teasing him with my tongue, licking all over the sore glans under the foreland, I heard, `` Please, can you help me out ? ... I have n't cum in day and my gumshoe is going to detonate ... ''

I felt atrocious for the poor untried guy, I flashed back on those late teen years when cunt was barely and blow problem were almost completely out of the question.

His balls were swollen and tight to his body, so I knew he was suffering an extremum compositor's case of blue balls and probably was in to much pain to get himself off.

So I grabbed my shorts put them under my knees. Looked up into his pleading heart, then I really went to play on his neglected boy cock.

I wrapped my wet backtalk around the promontory and slowly sucked all of his meat into my mouth.

'' Oh God, that feels so good '' He moaned.

All I kept thinking is if he thought this feels near, just wait a mo there 's so much Thomas More to experience.

I began moving up and down the shaft, watching him squirm against the fence, trying to push Thomas More of his delicious cock through the opening. As I continued deep-throating him, feeling the tension literally leaving his body.

My mouth sank all the way to the fence then back up to just the tip of his stopcock point. Spit was dripping from his shaft and rolling down my chin onto the ground below me.

His dick made my mouth extra wet and I was salivating everywhere. Providing lubricant, so he could slue deep into my throat, helping me so I would n't gag so often.

It 's been a while since I 've sucked a nice cock, and I was totally enjoying this one. Furthermore, I was surprised I had n't lost squealing deep-throating natural endowment.

The way he was squealing I could sustain been stripping his skin from his bleeding flesh. So I knew I had him exactly where I wanted him.

I began bobbing my header faster now, as he kept moaning and praying to God. Which, I must say was seriously turning me on.

'' fuck ... Fuck ... '' He kept blabbering.

As I was making love to his tool with my lip. I decided to go full-blown smut style on his ass. I swallowed his putz with no helping hand, sucking concentrated and riotous. Suddenly, I reached through the fence and slid my digit into his asscrack. Tickling the rim of his arse.

'' Oh fuck, hoot, Mr., shit. Oh my God. Do n't cease, Please, Do n't stop. ''

His hawkshaw got besotted still if that 's even possible. I knew he was going to cum very soon.

I was n't going to let him cum in my mouth. But, I got so wrapped up in sucking his peter and getting him off, I lost a little of my control.

'' I 'm gon na cum, so fuckin'severely. '' He grunted

As I continued teasing his tool. He slid deep into my backtalk and I felt that pulsing shiver that jest at get just before it happens.

He shot his payload uncontrollably down my throat before I could pull my mouth off. So I kept sucking like mad and figured I let him savor the full experience.

Spurt after spirt he made trivial growl as he emptied his wide-cut ball discharge. I kept slowly sucking him off, making surely to clean up all of the cum he shot into my sassing until he became to sensitive.

He slowly pulled his prick out of my backtalk and back through the fence. I 'm was completely surprised that I swallowed all of his cum.

I told him as he stared at me and pulled his knickers up, `` That was fun, do n't be a stranger. ''

Before he walked away he said, `` Oh I most assuredly wo n't be. ''

Then he walked back into the house, with a courteous new term of enlistment in his step and a shit-eatin'smiling on his face.

nookie, I felt like such a slut, I felt almost dirty. It 's not often stuff like that happens to me. I was a little outrage at myself and my military action, most of all.

But It 's just one of the cool things that happen when you are stroking your peter in the backyard at midnight.

The End ...