My epithet is Matt. I'm sixteen years old and 6'2 ”, with light brown fuzz, and a pretty sinewy build.
Anyway, it was the finally day of freshman class, and I was at my unspoilt supporter Riley's house. We've known each former since 1st grade and had always been very come together Friend. 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 freshman year, and we thought about inviting some More Friend over, but his parents were divorced and he would be leaving tomorrow to spend a month with his mom on the eastward seashore, so we decided we would hang up out just the two of us that afternoon."When's your dad getting home ?"I asked. I liked his dad ; he was funny and liked to give ear 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 theatre rather than mine because I knew his dad would be there.
"Probably soon, like a half time of day ?"said James Whitcomb Riley. Good. I had been waiting all good afternoon to see him.
"Do you wan na go inside and learn TV ?"I asked. It was getting hot out in the backyard, and I had left my bathing courtship 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 sound of a car pulling into the driveway and lockup. Soon enough his dad opened the door and stepped inside."Hey Riley. Hey Matthew,"he said. What was that look he gave me ? Did he give me a look ? Regardless, I could barely barricade 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 transmission channel, King John grabbed himself a beer and sat down adjacent to us on the couch. There was nothing good on, so we just turned on football game. John let us experience a few beers, and we were laughing and having fun, but soon enough I had to go home, because James Whitcomb Riley had to pack and go to slumber, because his mom would be there to pick 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, John. Thanks for having me over,"I said, shaking his hand.
"Sure matter, Matthew, thanks for coming over,"said John.
A few twenty-four hour period later, I was already world-weary sitting around the house without my topper acquaintance to advert out with. I decided I'd go over to his house and use the pool 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 spend the good afternoon using the pool and John's workout equipment.
I pulled up in forepart of the house and walked up to the doorway. I rang the buzzer, and after a few seconds, John opened the door. Apparently he was prepare to get in the pool too, because he was shirtless with only a short pair of drown proboscis on. I couldn't William Tell whether he noticed me checking out his sodding eubstance and nice software package, but if he did, he didn't care."Hey, John,"I said."Do you mind if I come do some laps in the syndicate and elevate some in your free weight elbow room ?"
"Absolutely, experience devoid to use whatever you want,"he said."I was actually about to do the same thing."
"confection,"I said, coming inside and stepping past his golden body.
We walked out to the pool, and I began to divest down to a couplet of short swim trunks standardized to John's. It was so difficult trying not to stare at John Lackland's gorgeous pecs and powerful shoulders. I felt my cock starting to well in my drawers, so I dove into the pool to try and shroud my growing bulge.
After about a one-half hour of doing laps, St. John the Apostle and I were both starting to get worn out and it was starting to look showery, so we decided to lead back in to lift weights for a spell. 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 John,"Hey, do you mind spotting me while I bench press ?"
"Sure affair,"Saint John the Apostle said, removing his shirt and walking over to stand over me while I lifted. As I lifted, I started to lose focus looking at whoremonger's perfective tense bulge under his gym short circuit. As hard as I tried, I couldn't keep from getting a heavy on, and I certainly couldn't hide it through my gym underdrawers. I racked my exercising weight as my expression turned red with overplus at my full phase of the moon 7 inches showing through my boxers."Don't be embarrassed,"said John the Evangelist as I stood up."It happens to everyone."I stood looking at him, my typeface 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 of him, and kissed him deeply on the lips. When I pulled away, he whispered,"Would you like to get this upstairs ?"
"Oh, I'd love to go up the stairs,"I whispered into his ear. He grabbed me by the mitt, 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 threshold. As we got to the bed, he laid me down on my spinal column and straddled me, bending down to buss and suck my neck passionately. He then got up so I could straddle him to kiss from his neck opening down to his nipples. As I kissed and sucked his nipples, he moaned quietly and stroked my hair."Let's get ungarbed ”, he said into my ear in a abstruse, sultry voice.
We both stood up and looked each former up and down. After I had kissed John the Evangelist deeply on the lips, I stepped back and lowered my knickers exposing a tight pair of boxer brief that showed off my burp butt and my 7-inch excrescence tucked to the side of meat. He did the same, showing a belittled pair of briefs with a bump of a similar length, but even thickheaded than mine. I kissed all the way down from his hefty chest down to just above his underclothes waistband, then I pushed him onto his binding on the bed and took off his underwear all the way off. I got on my mitt and knee joint over him and bent down to rent his fat cock into my mouth and began to lick and wet-nurse the head. He moaned and placed his hand on the rear of my foreland, pushing me down onto his delectable putz. He shuddered as I took the unit affair between my back talk and began to bob up and down.
After a couple minutes of John's massive stopcock sliding down my throat, he began to moan loudly."I-I'm gon na cum,"he moaned deeply.
"Not yet,"I said, sliding my mouth back off his throbbing member and taking my hands off his beautiful balls.
"Get on all four-spot,"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 impertinence and began to run his natural language around the rim of my arsehole, sending moving ridge of joy through my dead body. I moaned loudly as he plunged his lingua deep into my ass. Soon, he took a finger and pressed it into the opening of my trap, and it slid in. I moaned again when he began to thumb me, and I was in heaven as he added another finger and then another. He pulled his finger out and flipped me over onto my spinal column and kissed me, exploring my sassing with his tongue. He opened the drawer next to his bed and grabbed a diminished bottle, and used its mental object to lubricate up his thick cock. He looked into my eyes and asked,"Ready ?"
"Please put it in me,"I begged him.
He took my legs and lifted them up to expose my tight fix and then grabbed my blazonry and pinned me down to the bed. With no work force, he expertly positioned his appendage and pressed the beautiful mind against my hole. He kissed me as he slowly pushed it in halfway. I cried out in pain and pleasure ; feeling his huge prick inside me felt unbelievably respectable. `` Oh, Matthew, you feel so mean. screw, I want your hole so bad, '' he said. When my fix relaxed and the pain in the ass subsided, he slowly pushed all the way in. With that, my honorable friend's dad's huge cock was inside me. I moaned loudly, and whispered,"shag me."
"Oh, I will,"he assured me as he began to pull back out. When the rim of his tool head reached the border of my asshole, 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 pick up a rhythm. As he began to fuck me slowly, we looked into each other's eyes and moaned with the delight of our divvy up organic structure. John picked up speed 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 examination poking, we both came at the same clip, and I felt him charge eight hot pump of cum into my tight hole as it tensed and clenched around his throbbing dick.
When his stopcock started to buffer inside me, he pulled back out, and he ran his finger across my cum-covered chest and licked my juices off."screwing, you're in force,"he said, sighing.
"Can I say something ?"I asked, turning to search 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 concealment over us, and pulled me fill up. I fell asleep with his strong blazon embracing me .