My name is Matt. I'm sixteen years old and 6'2 ”, with sparkle brown haircloth, and a pretty muscular build.
Anyway, it was the last day of freshman class, and I was at my best protagonist Riley's theatre. We've known each other since 1st grade and had always been very close 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 newbie year, and we thought about inviting some Sir Thomas More friends over, but his parents were divorced and he would be leaving tomorrow to spend a calendar month with his mom on the east coast, so we decided we would flow out just the two of us that afternoon."When's your dad getting household ?"I asked. I liked his dad ; he was odd and liked to hang around us occasionally, not to mention he was one of the most attractive men I had ever met. I liked hanging out with Riley at his sign rather than mine because I knew his dad would be there.
"Probably soon, like a half hour ?"said Riley. goodness. I had been waiting all afternoon to see him.
"Do you wan na go inside and catch TV ?"I asked. It was getting hot out in the backyard, and I had left my bathing suit 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 room access and stepped inside."Hey Riley. Hey Gospel According to Matthew,"he said. What was that look he gave me ? Did he turn over me a look ? Regardless, I could barely bar 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, whoremonger grabbed himself a beer and sat down following to us on the couch. There was nothing good on, so we just turned on football. John let us give birth a few beers, and we were laughing and having fun, but soon enough I had to go home, because Riley had to pack and go to kip, because his mom would be there to cull him up in the morning."Bye, Riley,"I said, hugging him and feeling sad that I wouldn't see him for another month."Goodbye, John the Evangelist. Thanks for having me over,"I said, shaking his hand.
"Sure thing, St. Matthew, thanks for coming over,"said John.
A few daytime later, I was already drill sitting around the house without my best ally to hang out with. I decided I'd go over to his house and use the consortium to do some overlap. 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 expend the afternoon using the pocket billiards and John's workout equipment.
I pulled up in front of the house and walked up to the door. I rang the bell, and after a few seconds, john opened the door. Apparently he was make to get in the pool too, because he was shirtless with only a short twosome of swim shorts on. I couldn't tell whether he noticed me checking out his pure body and nice software, but if he did, he didn't care."Hey, Saint John,"I said."Do you mind if I come do some lap in the kitty and lift some in your weight elbow room ?"
"Absolutely, feel unloosen to use whatever you want,"he said."I was actually about to do the same thing."
"Henry Sweet,"I said, coming inside and stepping past his golden body.
We walked out to the pool, and I began to strip down to a duet of short swim trunks similar to John the Evangelist's. It was so difficult trying not to gaze at John's gorgeous pecs and muscular shoulders. I felt my cock starting to swell in my pants, so I dove into the syndicate to try and obliterate my growing bulge.
After about a one-half 60 minutes of doing laps, John and I were both starting to get worn out and it was starting to see rainy, so we decided to head back in to repeal free weight for a while. We dried off and got dressed, and walked down to the basement where all the weights were.
As I laid down on the terrace, I asked John,"Hey, do you bear in mind spotting me while I bench press ?"
"Sure thing,"John said, removing his shirt and walking over to stand over me while I lifted. As I lifted, I started to lose focus looking at John's perfect tense bulge under his gym underdrawers. As concentrated as I tried, I couldn't keep from getting a concentrated on, and I certainly couldn't hide it through my gym shorts. I racked my weightiness as my face turned red with superfluity at my full 7 inch showing through my shorts."Don't be embarrassed,"said John the Evangelist as I stood up."It happens to everyone."I stood looking at him, my face still red, when I looked down and saw that he was sporting an impressive boner too. I walked around the bench to stand in front 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 upstair,"I whispered into his ear. He grabbed me by the hired hand, and we made our way up to his bedroom, kissing as we ascended the stairs. We came into John's room and he closed the door. As we got to the bed, he laid me down on my book binding and straddled me, bending down to buss and wet-nurse my neck passionately. He then got up so I could straddle him to kiss from his neck opening down to his pap. As I kissed and sucked his mammilla, he moaned quietly and stroked my hair's-breadth."Let's get undressed ”, he said into my ear in a deep, sultry voice.
We both stood up and looked each other up and down. After I had kissed John deeply on the lips, I stepped back and lowered my bloomers exposing a close twain of bagger Jockey shorts that showed off my bubble tush and my 7-inch bulge tucked to the side. He did the same, showing a small pair of briefs with a bulge of a standardized length, but even thicker than mine. I kissed all the way down from his mesomorphic chest down to just above his underwear waistband, then I pushed him onto his rachis on the bed and took off his underwear all the way off. I got on my hands and knees over him and bent down to take his fat peter into my backtalk and began to lick and absorb the head. He moaned and placed his hand on the backrest of my head, pushing me down onto his delicious shaft. He shuddered as I took the unscathed thing between my lips and began to bob up and down.
After a couple minutes of St. John the Apostle's massive cock sliding down my throat, 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 hands off his beautiful balls.
"Get on all fours,"he commanded as he stood up to fix way for me on the bed. Once I was positioned on the bed, he spread my ass face 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 glossa deep into my ass. Soon, he took a fingerbreadth and pressed it into the opening of my hole, and it slid in. I moaned again when he began to feel me, and I was in heaven as he added another finger and then another. He pulled his fingerbreadth out and flipped me over onto my back and kissed me, exploring my sassing with his tongue. He opened the drawer next to his bed and grabbed a small bottle, and used its capacity to lube up his stocky cock. He looked into my eyes and asked,"Ready ?"
"Please put it in me,"I begged him.
He took my wooden leg and lifted them up to exhibit my tight cakehole and then grabbed my blazon and pinned me down to the bed. With no hands, he expertly positioned his extremity and pressed the beautiful head against my hole. He kissed me as he slowly pushed it in halfway. I cried out in pain in the ass and delight ; feeling his huge hammer inside me felt unbelievably good. `` Oh, Saint Matthew, you feel so pie-eyed. nooky, I want your hole so bad, '' he said. When my trap relaxed and the pain in the neck subsided, he slowly pushed all the way in. With that, my secure friend's dad's huge cock was inside me. I moaned loudly, and whispered,"piece of ass me."
"Oh, I will,"he assured me as he began to pull back out. When the rim of his cock header reached the edge of my asshole, he thrust back in, moaning as he pushed his warm peter back inside me. When he was all the way in, he pulled out again, starting to nibble up a rhythm. As he began to fuck me slowly, we looked into each other's eyes and moaned with the pleasure of our partake in bodies. John picked up speed as he thrust deeply into my ass, and started to grunt while he fucked me savagely. With every thrusting of his rosehip, he began to grunt and soon I was yelling out in pleasance. With one terminal thrust, we both came at the Same clip, and I felt him pullulate eight hot pumps of cum into my tight kettle of fish as it tensed and clenched around his throbbing dick.
When his cock started to damp inside me, he pulled back out, and he ran his finger across my cum-covered chest of drawers and licked my succus off."Fuck, you're ripe,"he said, sighing.
"Can I say something ?"I asked, turning to depend at him lying next to me.
"Sure,"he said."Go ahead."
"I-I think I love you,"I said hesitantly. He met my gaze.
"wellspring, 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 masking over us, and pulled me close-fitting. I fell asleep with his potent arms embracing me .