CockTaleBar
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I 'm a 22yo sex-addicted Bi college guy from the Netherlands with three warmth in life : seaworthiness, writing, and sex.
But to be honest, I only like to write about sex. I only write about Real-Life events. The names, however, have been altered to ensure everybody 's privacy.

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16 ... ish

A write up 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 overconfident events.

Aaaaaaand there I found myself, chatting with this cute Thomas Young blond boy. Let 's call him Sam.
16 ( so, legal in my country ), short blond haircloth, bedroom eyes and a short and sylphlike build, according to the depiction on his profile. The profile also stated he lived in the like city as I do ( Leeuwarden, the The Netherlands ). He asked if i 'd wish to camchat with him, causal agent he likes muscled college guys, such as I. `` sure as shooting'I said, `` I do n't mind watching younger son, so it 's okay with me '', and I ended with the renowned smiley, sticking out it 's tongue.
And 16 is indeed younger 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 amazement on his face was intemperately to hide, however. It was lovesome in my room, so I was only wearing a boxershort. `` Wow, you 're even More muscular than in your picture ! ``
Indeed, the pic was about 4 calendar month old at the metre, and I had since put in some punishing work, and had progressed visably. `` Yeah, that 's what happens if fittingness is your favourite hobby ... after sex '', I said.
He laughed and said sex was one of his biggest hobbies as well.
But meanwhile, he was still fully dressed. He was wearing the same clothes as in his pictorial matter, with exchangeable lighting, so it suggest the pic had been taken that very same day.

'' Say, do n't you think it 's time for you to show a little more skin as well ? '' I asked jokingly.
Without a Bible, he removed his shirt immediately, showing his slender build was accompanied by some awesome top definition. From swimming and playing field hockey game, he explained. Busy little tyke then. Seemed suit though, he looked like he had the vitality of the energiser bunny with a Red copper addiction. Exactly what I like in tyke, really.

Such a smashed consistency made my rooster parachuting up, reporting for duty, instantly.
'' Whoa, looks like my dead body 's being approved ! How big is that monster ? ''
The contours of my proud 7 and a one-half inches were clearly seeable in my tight Björn Borg boxershort. `` 7.5 ? Damn, that 's a cover girl size ! '' It sounded like he had had experienced a standardized size before. When I asked whether he had he answered `` more than than you 'd expect '', follow by a saint-like smiley with a malfunctioning halo. `` So, you 're an experienced hind end then ? I asked. `` Yeah, actually am ! But I 've also topped plenty already as well, think me. '' `` Damn, started nice'n early then', I asked. `` Boy, if only you knew ! '' he answered. I fought the idea of continuing the line of inquiry. Instead, I decided to challenge him a bit ; `` Then you probably could exhibit me a nicely trained piffling golf hole, could n't you ? '' With barely a idea he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading his buttcheeks. I was looking directly into a Whitney Young, hairless, well trained, pink boyhole, into which he effortlessly inserted two dry fingers. `` Damn, that 's looking good '' I said, `` sure enough 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 hammer was ready to explode when he turned round again and licked his fingerbreadth. His dick was almost fully hard now as well, showing a undecomposed, thick, 6 inches. `` Looks like it 's working '' he said, referring to the fact the head of my shaft had popped out above the dance band of my underdrawers. `` Show me a little more. ``
'' It sure does '' I said, and pulled down my undies to give a full purview of my rockhard 7.5 inch.
'' Damn bro, that 's definatly one I 'd wan na sit on. '' Cheeky chap. I love it when youngster know what they want, like that, and no difference here. You could n't fit it, if you wanted '' I teased. `` With your physical body, the oral sex of my pecker will be smaking your pessary constantly. How tall 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 have intercourse. '' 4'11 '', damn, this kid 's hair-do does n't even give my schoulder.
'' Wan na bet you can, you say ? `` Be careful with what you 're betting on lil bro, I might let to take that bet. '' `` I wish you did. I could use some action at law today ! ``
At offset I thought he was joking, but the aspect in his eyes was drained sober. hoot, this boy was up for it ! `` But, you probably do n't dare ... Another college guy with toughie talk, but without the guts to actually satiate my hole. Hell, you probably do n't even pip that big a load. ``
WHAT THE roll in the hay ? ! ? ! Is this kid really challenging me ? Not the sand ? Not a big load ? This boy 's getting cheekier by the second ! `` Whatch it kid ! My onus 's bigger than anything you 've ever felt before ! '' `` LOL, why do n't you issue forth prove it, big guy ? '' Followed by a argument of 5 smilies, all sticking their tongue out at me. `` seminal fluid testify it ? Why, are you home alone, or summat ? And actually, where DO you live ? '' `` Yes, my parents are away for the weekend, and my stepbro is at his mom 's. ``
His positioning surprised me. `` What ! ? That 's the Sami neck of the woods 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 yr old sportslad, rest home alone, a 10 minute walk away from me ? Could I let such an oppertunity pass by ? I DON '' T THINK SO !

After he gave his adress and cellphone number, I jumped into some sweat pants and threw on a T-shirt, and jogged to his house, my halfhard shaft swinging like mad in the sweatpants.
When I arrived I rang him up, and he said I 'd best come through the vertebral column door, via the garden. The gate in the fence was unsecured. As I walked up through the garden ( dapple of pasture on one incline, a little pond with mini-waterfall ), he opened the vertebral column door. ass naked. His fat 6 in pointing straight upward. He indeed did n't come up to my shoulders. `` semen inside '' he said. `` I intend to '' I said, playing the pun in his initial input. `` ripe '' he said, `` for a minute I was afraid you might 've brought safe. '' My cock jumped. Was this boy really actually telling me to fuck him bare ?
I was going to anyway, but Christ, this boy cuts to the Chase. `` Ha, I guessed you 'd like bare as well '', I said. `` Yeah, I wan na feel your lust-juice flow inside me, of course. ``
'' 'd Ya need 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 hall and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he said : `` right, we 're gon na inscribe my way now. There 's one rule in my room for bad boys like you ; no clothes. Dump that stuff ! '' Hastely I took off my shirt, knickers and shoes, and put them on the chairwoman that stood directly succeeding to the doorway 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 room. Die-cast model cars on the ledge. Big Time Rush bed sheets, and posters on the wall of One Direction, and a one-half naked Justin Bieber.

He then, without warning, started an agressive Gallic kiss, taking me completely by surprise. He pushed me backward onto the bed and said, while his hand grabbed my severe rooster ; `` so this bad boy has to enter me in a min ? We 'd meliorate jump with some preperations ! ``, and he immediatly started licking the headway. `` If you get that one nice and wet, I 'll cook sure your pickle will be too '' I suggested. He nodded and turned, so we got into a 69 position, him with my hawkshaw down his teen throat, me rimming his bald pink pickle. HO-LY SOB. That was one hell of a setback job. `` You sure have done that before, have n't you ? ``, I asked. He sniggered and swallowed my hard prick even a petty deeper.
His hole was tender and wet, and I felt his body react as I pushed my lingua inside.
Meanwhile I was as corneous as I possibly could be, and pre-cum started flowing in high quantaty.
With a illumine sucking noise he pulled loose from my turncock, turned around and again gave me an agressive french kiss.

He made sure I lied down properly on my back and started inserting my cock in his hole, using his entire bodyweight to slip down, inch by inch.
About halfway down he let out a gasp and moaned 'fuck me !'.
'' Well, goddammit, I did n't come here just to bang you half !, I replied. I began thrusting up him powerfully, and with every thrust I entered a trivial further. At about three quarters down I picked him up, putting him on his back on the bed, simultaniously stepping off the bed, myself.
'' Oh yes, fuck me laborious ! ``, he panted. `` Use me as your trollop ! ''. `` Damn right, I will !, I said, and started nailing his young pickle even harder.
His face betrayed sporadic moments of pain, but on the whole, he took it like a champ. It was n't yearn before I indeed was clod deep inside him. `` Now the real body of work begins ! ``, I said, and with long, arduous and deep jabbing I started boning him so hard, the merely things louder than his moaning were the squeeking of the bed, and the sound of my hips hitting his butt.
He moaned like a footling slut.
Nay, he moaned like a right fornicatress ... ...
Nay. He moaned like a cumwhore. MY cumwhore.
With every poke he moaned, with every thrust the bed squeeked, and with every thrust my hips slammed his bum. With every thrust you could clearly see the outline of my cock pushing up behind his navel. That sight alone made me wan na bobble my burden instantly, but I refrained.

Another 10 stab, 15 thrusts ... I managed to squash out 20 more driving force before I buckled.
It was like a semen-grenade exploded in his tummy. My globe poured and poured into this lovely Thomas Young boy, and what felt comparable half a gallon of fresh cum sprayed inside his young, slender and well defined abdomen. Breathing heavily I collapsed atop him. With some grunts and panting we turned, so both layed on the bed, my dick still inside him, as cryptic as potential, keeping the seed trench in his belly.
'' Jezus fucking Good Shepherd, 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 very much cum was still plugged inside his stomach, a thick stream of cum already started to dribble from his golf hole, down my balls, exactly onto the crotch of one of the guy rope from Big time Rush.
'' Goddamn boy, you 've got accomplishment ! We definately should do this more often ! ``, I said.
He giggled and moved up and down a little on my tool, which at the clip was still almost completely erect. `` My thoughts exactly '', he said. `` But would you mind terribly if I was n't 16 ? ``
I laughed. `` Oh, it 's just a act, is n't it ? I do n't intend I 'll suffer too much of a job 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 take 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 amazed grammatical construction on my face.
'' You cheeky little tyke ! '' I said, `` you 've got some explaining to do about your experience, causa I can really differentiate you DO have a lot of experience ! '' `` Ha '' he laughed, `` for fuckers like you I wo n't stay fresh arcanum, 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 class old screwing buddy, who was addicted to sex just as practically as I am .