My name is Matt. I'm 16 eld old and 6'2 ”, with light brown pilus, and a pretty muscular build.
Anyway, it was the end day of freshman year, and I was at my best supporter Riley's planetary house. We've known each other since 1st grade and had always been very closemouthed friends. It was a hot day, so we were out by the pool, hanging out and sunbathing. We were both relieved to finally be done with starter year, and we thought about inviting some more booster over, but his parents were divorced and he would be leaving tomorrow to drop a calendar month with his mom on the due east glide, so we decided we would flow out just the two of us that afternoon."When's your dad getting home ?"I asked. I liked his dad ; he was shady and liked to hang around us occasionally, not to advert he was one of the most attractive men I had ever met. I liked hanging out with Riley at his house rather than mine because I knew his dad would be there.
"Probably soon, like a half hour ?"said Riley. Good. I had been waiting all afternoon to see him.
"Do you wan na go inside and watch TV ?"I asked. It was getting hot out in the backyard, and I had left my bathing cause at home so we couldn't go swimming.
"Sure,"he said, getting up and putting his shirt back on as I did the same.
We were just coming inside when we heard the audio of a car pulling into the driveway and locking. Soon enough his dad opened the door and stepped inside."Hey James Whitcomb Riley. Hey Matthew,"he said. What was that feeling he gave me ? Did he chip in me a flavour ? Regardless, I could barely stop staring at him as I managed to get out a"Hi, John."
Riley and I sat down and turned on the TV. As we flipped through the channels, John grabbed himself a beer and sat down next to us on the couch. There was nothing good on, so we just turned on football game. John let us get a few beers, and we were laughing and having fun, but soon enough I had to go home, because Riley had to jam and go to sleep, because his mom would be there to nibble him up in the morning."Bye, James Whitcomb Riley,"I said, hugging him and feeling sad that I wouldn't see him for another month."Goodbye, trick. Thanks for having me over,"I said, shaking his hand.
"Sure matter, Saint Matthew, thanks for coming over,"said John.
A few twenty-four hour period later, I was already bored sitting around the theatre without my best friend to advert out with. I decided I'd go over to his house and use the kitty to do some laps. It was Saturday, so I knew John would be there to let me in. My parents were out of town for a few days so I could pass the afternoon using the kitty and John's workout equipment.
I pulled up in front of the house and walked up to the room access. I rang the bell, and after a few seconds, John opened the threshold. Apparently he was ready to get in the syndicate too, because he was shirtless with only a unawares pair of float trunks on. I couldn't tell whether he noticed me checking out his perfect body and nice package, but if he did, he didn't care."Hey, John the Evangelist,"I said."Do you mind if I come do some laps in the pool and lift some in your weight room ?"
"Absolutely, feel liberate to use whatever you want,"he said."I was actually about to do the like thing."
"Henry Sweet,"I said, coming inside and stepping past his golden body.
We walked out to the consortium, and I began to undress down to a twain of short swim shorts similar to John's. It was so difficult trying not to gaze at John's gorgeous pectoral and muscular shoulder. I felt my peter starting to swell in my knickers, so I dove into the pool to try and hide my growing bulge.
After about a half hour of doing lap covering, John and I were both starting to get worn out and it was starting to look showery, so we decided to guide back in to lift weight unit for a while. We dried off and got dressed, and walked down to the basement where all the weightiness were.
As I laid down on the bench, I asked whoremaster,"Hey, do you mind spotting me while I bench press ?"
"Sure affair,"John said, removing his shirt and walk over to stand over me while I lifted. As I lifted, I started to lose focus looking at John's perfect hump under his gym shorts. As firmly as I tried, I couldn't keep from getting a hard on, and I certainly couldn't hide it through my gym short circuit. I racked my weight as my facial expression turned red with overplus at my full 7 in showing through my boxershorts."Don't be embarrassed,"said bathroom as I stood up."It happens to everyone."I stood looking at him, my look still red, when I looked down and saw that he was sporting an impressive boner too. I walked around the terrace to stand in front line of him, and kissed him deeply on the lips. When I pulled away, he whispered,"Would you like to take this upstairs ?"
"Oh, I'd love to go on a higher floor,"I whispered into his ear. He grabbed me by the hand, and we made our way up to his sleeping accommodation, kissing as we ascended the stairs. We came into St. John the Apostle's elbow room and he closed the door. As we got to the bed, he laid me down on my vertebral column and straddled me, bending down to kiss and suck my cervix passionately. He then got up so I could straddle him to kiss from his cervix down to his teat. As I kissed and sucked his tit, he moaned quietly and stroked my hair."Let's get unappareled ”, he said into my ear in a deep, sulfurous voice.
We both stood up and looked each other up and down. After I had kissed privy deeply on the sass, I stepped back and lowered my trouser exposing a pie-eyed couplet of boxer briefs that showed off my belch goat and my 7-inch bulge tucked to the side. He did the Sami, showing a small pair of legal brief with a bulge of a similar length, but even thick than mine. I kissed all the way down from his muscular chest down to just above his underwear waistband, then I pushed him onto his back on the bed and took off his underwear all the way off. I got on my custody and human knee over him and bent down to take his fat peter into my oral fissure and began to lap and blow the promontory. He moaned and placed his script on the back of my head word, pushing me down onto his delicious dick. He shuddered as I took the unanimous thing between my back talk and began to bob up and down.
After a couple minutes of John's massive cock sliding down my pharynx, he began to moan loudly."I-I'm gon na cum,"he moaned deeply.
"Not yet,"I said, sliding my lip back off his throbbing penis and taking my work force off his beautiful balls.
"Get on all 4,"he commanded as he stood up to make room for me on the bed. Once I was positioned on the bed, he spread my ass cheeks and began to run his tongue around the rim of my asshole, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I moaned loudly as he plunged his tongue deep into my ass. Soon, he took a finger's breadth and pressed it into the possible action of my mess, and it slid in. I moaned again when he began to finger me, and I was in Heaven as he added another finger and then another. He pulled his fingers out and flipped me over onto my back and kissed me, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He opened the draftsman next to his bed and grabbed a small bottle, and used its contents to lube up his blockheaded cock. He looked into my heart and asked,"Ready ?"
"Please put it in me,"I begged him.
He took my legs and lifted them up to let on my tight hole and then grabbed my arms and pinned me down to the bed. With no hands, he expertly positioned his fellow member and pressed the beautiful straits against my hole. He kissed me as he slowly pushed it in halfway. I cried out in pain and pleasure ; feeling his huge cock inside me felt unbelievably good. `` Oh, Matthew, you feel so compressed. Fuck, I want your jam so bad, '' he said. When my yap relaxed and the pain in the neck subsided, he slowly pushed all the way in. With that, my best friend's dad's huge tool was inside me. I moaned loudly, and whispered,"Fuck me."
"Oh, I will,"he assured me as he began to draw in back out. When the rim of his turncock fountainhead reached the edge of my whoreson, he thrust back in, moaning as he pushed his warm dick back inside me. When he was all the way in, he pulled out again, starting to cull up a rhythm. As he began to fuck me slowly, we looked into each other's centre and moaned with the pleasance of our share eubstance. Saint John the Apostle picked up stop number as he thrust deeply into my ass, and started to grunt while he fucked me savagely. With every thrust of his hips, he began to grunt and soon I was yelling out in pleasure. With one final exam thrust, we both came at the same prison term, and I felt him burgeon forth eight hot pump of cum into my pie-eyed fix as it tensed and clenched around his throbbing dick.
When his cock started to relent inside me, he pulled back out, and he ran his finger across my cum-covered chest of drawers and licked my juices off."roll in the hay, you're adept,"he said, sighing.
"Can I say something ?"I asked, turning to look at him lying next to me.
"Sure,"he said."Go ahead."
"I-I think I love you,"I said hesitantly. He met my gaze.
"Well, I think I love you too."
"We're doing this again,"I said, feeling drowsy. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only ten o'clock.
"Yeah, we are."
With that, he pulled the back over us, and pulled me unaired. I fell asleep with his strong weapon system embracing me .