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Subject: Mash Up Please give a few bucks to Nifty. I had a number of unfinished paragraphs. I threw them together in this mash up. I hope it works! ———- “Did you have a good day at school?” I asked only semi-sarcastically. The boy grunted out a no. “Were you thinking about sex?” I asked teasingly. The boy smiled a little. What else would he or any other boy be thinking of? “Is that what distracted you from your lessons, thinking about a nice big cock up your ass? Could that something have distracted you?” I asked mockingly. “No. I wasn’t thinking of that,” came the petulant reply. “Liar. I bet you were thinking about it all afternoon at least.” I moved towards the blushing boy. I took his shoulders and drew him in close. There was a slight mock struggle which a stronger embrace and a hand on his buttocks stopped immediately. I drew his youthful face upward with my fingers. He waited. I gave myself a moment to gaze at his expectant eyes, but a moment only, it was our unspoken agreement of sex only, no “lovey-dovey stuff.” “I want to see you, in your undershorts, on my bed in one minute,” I declared authoritatively. Leo scampered off happily. When I got there he had half-followed directions. Giggling, he rolled from knee to knee on the bed, wagging his naked ass like a dog. There were two lines impressed in the smooth flesh from the leg holes of his shorts that led to a hairless taint and dangling, unripened balls. His pouting pink ring beckoned. The sight! “You’re gonna get fucked now, Leo” I declared. The boy laughed and watched as I stripped out my clothing. I wasn’t fully hard, yet I had a big pearly orb of pre-cum glistening. “Get your ass on the edge of that bed boy!” malatya escort He took the position, buttocks raised high. Walking up to the bed, I deftly touched the liquid crystal sphere to the boy’s dry, hairless anus. I used the pointed tip of my glans to delicately spread the silky liquid on the small and tight circle; exquisite. I hardened. “It’s time, Leo.” The boy looked back with wide eyes, lips open with anticipation, then … a wince at the instant of the breach; after that, dilation, his upper lip curled, hips nervous in my hands. A gasp. “Ahh!” Next, a look of worry crossed the boy’s face, imagining, knowing the deeper penetration to come; the inexorable sliding of the swollen shaft. A grimace of effort, a rise of the hips, to take within. Leo writhes, side to side, half to delay the difficult accommodation of a man’s cock, half to ease the way, taking a little more, to the left and to the right, the phallus slipping into the ring, skin slithering over the engorged muscle beneath. Leo pouts, an open mouthed carnal ecstasy, no thought, just pure sensation. My left hand spread the boy’s smooth buttocks. I could see my shaft ready to go deeper, my glans already deeply beyond the dilated ring. Leo was moaning with the intrusion. “Oh, ohh!” “There you go, you got that cock boy.” “Uhhgh …” An exhalation of acceptance. Is it my breath? Or his? Giving and taking, grunts and moans, the dissolution of self and other, a union of soul, one body, entwined in pleasure. The scent of delicate sweat in the boy’s hair, the earthy odor of a man. Powerful, rough hands grasp the arched rapture beneath silky skin. Breath held for infinity. A discharge, an inarticulate maltepe escort call to the divine, an attempt to remain at the heavenly heights before collapsing in exhausted gratitude. Giddy in the aftermath, Leo looked drunk, his face flushed and red. His purple/pink ring half closed but glistening with translucent semen. Simply put � he looked fucked and satisfied. My balls spasmed at the sight. Seeing his open legs and his fucked asshole oozing my come made me instantly want him again. My erection rose. I fingered his hole twixt his chubby spread ass cheeks with my semen as lube. They were hot and wet and inviting. “Oww! What are you doing?” “You’re gonna get it again, Leo.” “But, you just …” “Yeah, and you’re getting it again. Any complaints?” “No,” he replied submissively. I went at it, harder this time. There is a point in the course of sodomizing a Youth that is familiar to the aficionado that may be termed the “banging phase.” This usually is an occurrence that is achieved after the man and the boy have had relations several times although, with a boy having prior experience, it could occur during an initial coupling but let’s leave that case aside for now. Between the initial penetration, a lengthy and careful undertaking with a virgin or a smaller boy that gives great delight in the vicarious experience of the boy’s transports of carnal novelty, the synchronous climb up the heavenly staircase, and the exhausting d�nouement, there falls this “banging phase.” It can be described thusly; it is most often done with the boy on his knees and the man behind, the boy’s anus has loosened, the phallus has been accommodated fully, and there exists an ease mamak escort of motion which could be due to a varying level of moist slipperiness or, more commonly and, I may add, more pleasurably, due to the combination of the back and forth shifting of the skin over the turgid muscle of penetrating member and the movement of the membrane over the anus’ stretched ring. This mutual movement may be quite violent, hence the “banging” moniker. A rapid hip thrust from the dominant partner is often delivered in such a way that the pubic bone is conveying force to the pelvic bone of the submitting teen. There can be a passive acceptance by the lad, this often after the boy has orgasmed and is recuperating for another go, but is more often not a passive acceptance, but is accompanied by returning the man’s thrusts in a desirous and breathless manner. This can be a phase of intense self awareness, contemplative even, of the nature of fucking and being fucked and is in marked contrast to mindless carnal desire. This was the phase Leo and I had reached during our second go round, indicated by the sounds of our coupled exertions, I grunting in repeated exhalations and Leo responding with consistent intermittent “oohs” of gratitude. We both came again. The look of Leo’s flushed face pressed in the blanket, smiling, intoxicated from being fucked twice, his pink ass in the air, creamy orifice just closing, would’ve made me cum right there if I hadn’t just shot my second load. As it was, my limp cock twitched painfully wanting more of what I just had. The crimson-cheeked boy rolled over. Leo’s snaggle tooth lightly bit his lower lip. His nipples were puffy atop his thin pecs as he pushed himself to the edge of the bed; his penis and scrotum boy size now. He looked like an elf under his bowl-cut bangs. I threw his undies at his head and he wore them as a headscarf. I don’t think two human beings could’ve been happier at that point. Copyright 2020. All Rights Reserved.

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