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

My narrative also are posted at cocktalebar.tumblr.com





16 ... ish

A news report about a boy called Sam that happened about half a year ago. I was 21 at the prison term, and it proved the start of a chemical chain of very positivistic events.

Aaaaaaand there I found myself, chatting with this cute young blonde boy. Let 's call him Sam.
16 ( so, legal in my country ), suddenly blond hair, bedchamber eye and a short and slender build, according to the picture on his visibility. The profile also stated he lived in the Lapplander city as I do ( Leeuwarden, the Kingdom of The Netherlands ). He asked if i 'd care to camchat with him, cause he likes muscled college Guy, such as I. `` indisputable'I said, `` I do n't mind watching vernal male child, so it 's okay with me '', and I ended with the notable 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 nerve was grueling to conceal, however. It was warm in my elbow 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 clip, and I had since put in some arduous work, and had progressed visably. `` Yeah, that 's what happens if fitness is your darling spare-time activity ... after sex '', I said.
He laughed and said sex was one of his cock-a-hoop hobbies as well.
But meanwhile, he was still fully dressed. He was wearing the same dress as in his picture, with similar lighting, so it suggest the pic had been taken that very same day.

'' Say, do n't you think it 's metre for you to show a little more skin as well ? '' I asked jokingly.
Without a give-and-take, he removed his shirt immediately, showing his slender build was accompanied by some awful clear definition. From swimming and playing field hockey, he explained. officious little tyke then. Seemed befitting though, he looked like he had the get-up-and-go of the vitalizer bunny with a Red copper dependence. Exactly what I like in youngsters, really.

Such a tight body made my tool jump up, reporting for responsibility, instantly.
'' Whoa, looks like my organic structure 's being approved ! How big is that monster ? ''
The contours of my proud 7 and a half inches were clearly seeable in my tight Björn Borg boxershort. `` 7.5 ? shit, that 's a lovely sizing ! '' It sounded like he had had experienced a similar size before. When I asked whether he had he answered `` more than you 'd expect '', follow by a saint-like smiley with a malfunctioning halo. `` So, you 're an experienced bottom then ? I asked. `` Yeah, actually am ! But I 've also topped plenty already as well, believe me. '' `` damn, started skillful'n early then', I asked. `` Boy, if only you knew ! '' he answered. I fought the idea of continuing the line of interrogation. Instead, I decided to challenge him a bit ; `` Then you probably could show me a nicely trained small muddle, could n't you ? '' With barely a thought he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading his buttcheeks. I was looking directly into a unseasoned, hairless, well trained, pink boyhole, into which he effortlessly inserted two dry fingers. `` red cent, that 's looking good '' I said, `` certainly looks like it 's used to having something up there '' He turned round briefly, to register what I had typed, and instantly inserted a 3rd digit. My peter was set to explode when he turned turn again and licked his fingers. His dick was almost fully hard now as well, showing a good, thickheaded, 6 column inch. `` Looks like it 's working '' he said, referring to the fact the headland of my cock had popped out above the lot of my drawers. `` Show me a little more. ``
'' It sure does '' I said, and pulled down my undies to give a full position of my rockhard 7.5 in.
'' Damn bro, that 's definatly one I 'd wan na sit on. '' Cheeky blighter. I love it when youngsters know what they want, like that, and no difference here. You could n't fit it, if you wanted '' I teased. `` With your bod, the pass of my hammer will be smaking your diaphragm 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 it off. '' 4'11 '', damn, this kid 's hair-do does n't even reach my schoulder.
'' Wan na bet you can, you say ? `` Be thrifty with what you 're betting on lil bro, I might have to learn that bet. '' `` I wish you did. I could use some military action today ! ``
At first I thought he was joking, but the look in his eyes was dead unplayful. Damn, this boy was up for it ! `` But, you probably do n't dare ... Another college guy with tough talk, but without the guts to actually fill my muddle. Inferno, you probably do n't even shoot that big a onus. ``
WHAT THE FUCK ? ! ? ! Is this kid really challenging me ? Not the bowel ? Not a big burden ? This boy 's getting cheekier by the mo ! `` Whatch it kid ! My load 's vainglorious than anything you 've ever felt before ! '' `` LOL, why do n't you come up prove it, big guy ? '' Followed by a ancestry of 5 smilies, all sticking their spit out at me. `` Come prove it ? Why, are you home alone, or summat ? And actually, where DO you exist ? '' `` Yes, my parents are away for the weekend, and my stepbro is at his mom 's. ``
His location surprised me. `` What ! ? That 's the Saame vicinity I live in ! ``
Turned out he lived only 7 engine block away. `` Are you coming over then ? I really necessitate to get some, man ! Hard as well ! '' 16 year old sportslad, house alone, a 10 mo walk away from me ? Could I let such an oppertunity pass by ? I DON '' T THINK SO !

After he gave his adress and cell number, I jumped into some sweat pants and threw on a tee shirt, and jogged to his sign, my halfhard dick swinging like mad in the sweatpants.
When I arrived I rang him up, and he said I 'd scoop come through the back room access, via the garden. The gate in the fence was unlocked. As I walked up through the garden ( dapple of gage on one position, a small pond with mini-waterfall ), he opened the punt door. Butt naked. His fat 6 inches pointing straight upward. He indeed did n't total up to my shoulders. `` Come interior '' he said. `` I intend to '' I said, playing the pun in his initial comment. `` Good '' he said, `` for a mo I was afraid you might 've brought condoms. '' My hammer 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 find your lust-juice flow inside me, of course. ``
'' '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 hall and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he said : `` right, we 're gon na embark my room now. There 's one rule in my way for bad boy like you ; no dress. Dump that stuff ! '' Hastely I took off my shirt, pants and skid, and put them on the chair that stood directly next to the door of his way upon entering. He grabbed my wrist joint and led me to sit on the bed. It really struck me as a boy 's room. Die-cast example cars on the shelves. Big metre Rush bed rag, and bill poster on the wall of One Direction, and a half naked 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 concentrated cock ; `` so this bad boy has to enter me in a minute ? We 'd improve start with some preperations ! ``, and he immediatly started licking the nous. `` If you get that one nice and wet, I 'll make for sure your hole will be too '' I suggested. He nodded and turned, so we got into a 69 position, him with my dick down his teen throat, me rimming his bald pink hole. HO-LY Shit. That was one hell of a gust job. `` You sure have done that before, have n't you ? ``, I asked. He sniggered and swallowed my hard cock even a little deeper.
His pickle was lovesome and wet, and I felt his body react as I pushed my knife inside.
Meanwhile I was as horny as I possibly could be, and pre-cum started flowing in gamey quantaty.
With a tripping sucking noise he pulled loose from my cock, 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 intact 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 come here just to have sex you one-half !, I replied. I began thrusting up him powerfully, and with every thrust I entered a short further. At about three poop down I picked him up, putting him on his rear on the bed, simultaniously stepping off the bed, myself.
'' Oh yes, fuck me unvoiced ! ``, he panted. `` Use me as your slut ! ''. `` Damn right field, I will !, I said, and started nailing his Cy Young kettle of fish even harder.
His case betrayed sporadic moments of pain, but on the unit, he took it like a title-holder. It was n't long before I indeed was balls deep inside him. `` Now the real workplace begins ! ``, I said, and with long, hard and deep driving force I started boning him so hard, the only thing louder than his moaning were the squeeking of the bed, and the sound of my rosehip hitting his butt.
He moaned like a little hussy.
Nay, he moaned like a right slut ... ...
Nay. He moaned like a cumwhore. MY cumwhore.
With every thrust he moaned, with every knife thrust the bed squeeked, and with every thrust my pelvic arch slammed his bum. With every thrust you could clearly see the outline of my peter pushing up behind his omphalos. That sight alone made me wan na blow my load instantly, but I refrained.

Another 10 poking, 15 poking ... I managed to squeeze out 20 more thrusts before I buckled.
It was like a semen-grenade exploded in his tum. My orchis poured and poured into this lovely Thomas Young boy, and what felt like half a gallon of impudent cum sprayed inside his Cy Young, slender and well defined abdomen. Breathing heavily I collapsed atop him. With some grunt and panting we turned, so both layed on the bed, my dick still inside him, as late as possible, keeping the seed oceanic abyss in his belly.
'' Jezus fucking Christ, you 're a crude 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 drip from his muddle, down my balls, exactly onto the crotch of one of the cat from Big clock time Rush.
'' Goddamn boy, you 've got acquirement ! We definately should do this more often ! ``, I said.
He giggled and moved up and down a little on my dick, which at the time was still almost completely put up. `` My thoughts exactly '', he said. `` But would you take care terribly if I was n't 16 ? ``
I laughed. `` Oh, it 's just a number, is n't it ? I do n't think I 'll hold too much of a trouble with a 15.. ''
He giggled again and stretched out an arm over his foreland and grabbed his pocketbook from the bedsidetable. He took out his ID-card and turned it in such a way I could read it.
Wait a second.
That date.
That class !
It actually was the kid 's birthday that day ! His 14th ! !
'' Thanks for the birthday-fuck, big boy '' he said, smiling at the get expression on my face.
'' You cheeky piffling churl ! '' I said, `` you 've got some explaining to do about your experience, effort I can really tell you DO have a lot of experience ! '' `` Ha '' he laughed, `` for fuckers like you I wo n't keep secrets, if you really want to live, I 'm bequeath to tell ... ''

Meanwhile my hammer twitched and became fully hard again, at the realisation I had just got me a 14 year old nooky pal, who was addicted to sex just as a good deal as I am .