A gay story: A Summer Affair Pt. 02 A Summer Affair, Part 2
Everyone is over 18 years of age in this story. It is a continuation of “A Summer Affair”.
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My mind was racing as I lay in bed that night after my first man on man tryst in the forest.
B. and I were longtime friends and jack off buddies. During our masturbation sessions, we had progressed to where we were heatedly fondling each other’s balls so we could squeeze bigger loads out of our cocks. Then we would lick each each other’s cum off our fingers. The next step was obvious…. we had to taste each other’s dicks!
As we sucked each other in the forest that day and then lay spent in each other’s arms, our friendship took on a new level of intimacy. We had shared an exquisite secret naughtiness. I reveled in anticipation for our next delicious assignation…
The scintillating memory of our time together made it difficult for sleep to find me that night. Squeezing my balls hard and twisting them, I moaned with wanton desire.
“I must call B. first thing in the morning”, I thought to myself. Will he feel the same eagerness to be together again? Nervous butterflies in my tummy signaled a bit more than just hunger for sex. The thought of kissing his sperm covered lips had me ready to burst. And so I did, cumming copiously in my bed. Relaxing in post-orgasmic bliss, I brought my spooge covered fingers to my mouth and licked them clean…
When I called him the next morning, B. agreed to meet me at my place that afternoon. My heart was thumping in anticipation. Our orgasms from blowing each other the previous day were intoxicating in a way that only true man-love can be. The feel of B.’s cock exploding into my mouth… the sexually charged urgency of our intimacy…. I was simply smitten with his gorgeous dick… and, if I dared, perhaps even more in time with B. as my loving boyfriend.
B. arrived at my place mid-afternoon and I greeted him with a big smile and a glass of sweet iced tea. We sat together chatting on the back porch, enjoying the warm summer season with insects buzzing around pollinating everything.
For the first time, I noticed that the scent of local pine tree pollen had a sweet masculine smell… a provocative scent that reminded me of freshly ejaculated sperm.
Idle talk passed our time together relaxing on the porch…. I pressed the cool glass of iced tea to my forehead and temples… the droplets of condensation slowly dripping down the side of my face and arriving at the corners of my mouth…. the mouth whose lips had caressed B.’s turgid manhood yesterday… the lips that had been wet with his salty spunk… the lips that wanted more of his slippery manmilk…
I got up from the porch chair to get us some more iced tea and as I stood there, my dick was fully hard and tenting my sexy little nylon running shorts (sans underwear, of course!).
B. and I looked at each other and smiled. I had never felt so close to another human being. My sexual desire sparking a release of endorphins in my brain, providing a calm sense of well-being while stoking my anticipation of intimate pleasures with B.
I turned to walk into the house…. the soft nylon of my shorts tickling the head of my penis… B. rose from the porch chair and followed after me, watching my tight ass and tanned legs…
Passing through the kitchen into the living room, I stopped and turned to B….. my boner sticking out lewdly with a damp spot of precum on my shorts…
B. reached down and fondled my dick through my shorts. My gentle moans serenaded his ministrations…. my member poked insistently against the fabric of my shorts. I reached down and pulled the waistband out, giving B. a look at my throbbing manhood thatched by trimmed, curly light brown pubes.
Being bold, I stepped closer to B. and brushed my lips against his neck… reveling in the sweet taste of his tanned skin. B. reached into my shorts and roughly squeezed my nutsack, causing me to swoon toward him. We kissed.. our lips moist and open… our tongues fervently jousting back and forth… B. pulled my head in close and thrust his tongue deep into my mouth while grinding his cock urgently against mine…
I sucked eagerly on his tongue before breaking our kiss and then stooping to drop my shorts and shed my polo shirt… leaving me standing naked in the soft afternoon sun that streamed through the living room windows.
B. quickly stripped out of his clothes and hugged me close, his penis poking my glans… we slowly rubbed our dicks together smearing our precum across both of our meatus…
“B., I want to try something with you… and I think you’ll love it… here, let me show you…”
I kneeled down in front of him and hungrily kissed the head of his delicious cock. B. gasped with pleasure as my eager lips slowly engulfed his member. I bobbed my head and stuck out my tongue making more room for his manmeat in my throat…. lovingly working his shaft smearing my saliva… making a mess as it dripped off my chin in viscous, gooey strands…
Breaking contact between my hungry mouth and B.’s cock, I laid down on the floor and beckoned B. to join me. I felt so protected as the weight of his body pressed against mine. Nuzzling my face against his lean young chest, I kissed and nibbled his erect nipples, eliciting a satisfied moan from B.
We both began to buck our hips against each other, frotting our dicks and balls together, writhing in our man on man lust.
“Oh my god, B., that feels sooo fucking good”, I breathed into his neck.
“I know”, he throatily replied, “I had no idea it could be like this… you feel so wonderful….”.
B. raised up off of me a bit so we could both look down and enjoy the erotic sight of our dicks probing and rubbing together. God, I loved playing with this man, my friend of many years who was becoming my partner in a new sexual adventure.
B. reached down to poke his cock underneath my ballsack, his glans tickling my scrotum. I responded by parting my legs a bit to let him slip his stiff dick between my tanned thighs and then clenching my legs tight around his member.
The butterflies in my stomach were exquisite as B. frotted me, while my penis was grinding up against his taut, youthful stomach. Our eyes lifted and we gazed into each other’s souls as our lips met…
“Ohhhh, B., ohhhhhh…”, I moaned softly into B.’s mouth as we kissed.
“Oh god, you make me feel so fucking good”, B. whispered into my ear as he let the full weight of his body press into me. His warm tongue slipped into my ear as he slowly pumped his dick between my thighs. “Oh, S., ummmm… you make my cock so fucking hard”, B. sighed…
B. rose up releasing his cock from between my thighs and bringing his tumescent member up to my face.
“You do such nasty things with me,” B. whispered huskily. “I love it when you suck my dick…”
I couldn’t wait any longer so I spread the lips of my mouth-pussy wide, so B. could thrust his cock into my hungry gullet.
Lewd throat-fucking noises serenaded us as B. pumped my mouth, drenching his dick with my saliva. Pulling his dick out of my mouth, B. thrust his ballsack against my face… my tongue snaking out and eagerly gobbling his gonads. I opened my mouth wide as B. teabagged me… my tongue slathering a mixture of his precum and my spit all over his balls. I reached up and coated his hungry dick with an even more copious mixture of our fluids…
Shifting his body, B. slid downward to my straining cock to lick and suck a few strokes. He spat on my balls and then used his tongue to lather my nutsack. I felt B.’s finger stroke my perineum and reach further down to deliciously tickle my anus…
Pulling B. up, I covered his face with wanton kisses. I felt so slutty as he frotted his cock between my tanned thighs… the sloppy, squelching sounds his cock made between my legs were intoxicating.
We were becoming an overheated mess of writhing passion… I bit his nipple and slapped his ass HARD to distract B….. the stinging pain caused him to cease his urgent thrusting, raise up and look at me quizically.
“What?”, he asked…
Pushing back gently against his taut chest, I guided him up and off of me.
“Swing your cock around over my face and lay down on top of me”, I whispered conspriratorally….
B. got the idea and swung his leg over my face, mounting me in the classic “69” position. I had enjoyed watching erotic man on man videos and one of the hot things I’d noticed about 69-ing was not just access to cock, but also access to bungholes!
I had never really seen B.’s bunghole up close, although my finger had explored his tight little backdoor yesterday during our lovemaking session in the forest.
Was I really thinking of that indescribably hot fucking session as “lovemaking” instead of just sex?
Was I falling for my handsome friend in a romantic way already?
I was already feeling a warm bond of closeness beyond him being just a sexy fuckbuddy…
As he swung his leg over my head and rested on his knees, B.’s hard boner and his downy ballsack hung salaciously over my face. I lifted my head and caressed his meatus with my tongue… my hands instinctively grabbed his hips and pulled him down… his cock thrusting into my eager mouth-pussy..
My tongue bathed his shaft in thick, foaming spit as he pumped my mouth, his glans probing deep into my gullet… I
B. groaned in pleasure as I squeezed my throat muscles, obscenely massaging his dick…
B. tensed and moaned… “S., my god if you keep that up, I’m going to cum!”
I pushed his hips up removing his glorious love tool from my throat. His cock and ballsack hung so beautifully over my face… a long string of my saliva connecting his cockhead and my warm lips… I couldn’t resist licking his ballsack and langorously sucking each testicle into my mouth… tonguing one ball and then the other…
Reaching up, I spread his buttcheeks with my hands to get my first really intimate look at B.’s bunghole. My heart lept and my cock throbbed at the sight of his puckered starfish!
B. shivered and moaned with anticipation as I placed the pad of my index finger gently against his steamy hole. He spat on his own fingers and brought them back to wet his pouting asshole…
I gasped as B. dove onto my cock and worked it like a street whore…inspiring me to swallow his turgid man-spear as well, his downy ballsack noisily slapping my face.
…. I inhaled B.’s musky scent and groaned. B.’s anus puckered seductively under the ministration of my fingers. He used his hand to glom another wad of his spit in his crack. Being able to tease his winking butthole was the one of the most erotic things I’d ever done….
I’d always enjoyed fingering my own ass and shoving toys up there…. but this was unbearably erotic!
B.’s jerking hips belied how close to cumming he was as he thoatfucked me. Lewd wet slurping noises framed our passion as we 69’d each other.
My balls were full and ready to splooge forth their sweet load. B. found my nutsack and began to pull eagerly on my balls, gradually stretching out my scrotum and twisting it. A bolt of pleasure-filled pain shot through my cum swollen balls straight up into my turgid cock. B.’s hungry mouth ravaged my cock as he pulled, twisted and slapped my ballsack. The exquisitely painful pleasure was intoxicating and addictive. B. held my engorged dick fully impaled in his throat which contracted and massaged my steel hard shaft. I whimpered in joy as he pulled ever harder on my tortured ballsack, stretching it beyond what felt like my limit of endurance. The pain became excruciating, suddenly giving way to an explosion of pleasure in my groin… my cock swelled in B.’s throat, gagging him and causing him to pull off and gasp for air…
As I saw stars and began to lose consciousness, I felt my dick jerking in his throat, spurting a flood of hot salty sperm into B.’s gullet. The last thing I remember before blacking out was B. jamming his finger forcefully into my butthole which prodded my entire sacral chakra into a level of sensual pleasure that I’d never experienced before…
Heavy panting filled the silence as I regained my senses. I was comforted by the warmth and wetness of B.’s throbbing, hard cock lying across my cheek… my nose still poking into his damp nutsack… I slowly pulled open his buttcheeks to gaze lovingly at his winking, dank butthole.
I felt B. languidly caressing my cock with his tongue, savoring my manly lovejuices.
My cock was a hot mess of saliva and sperm… the room reeked of the powerfully sweet scent of cum that I love. Incredibly, I felt a stirring in my loins… a warm insistence inside my groin that slowly stirred my spent member.
I was intoxicated by the raw sexual hunger of being a cockslut… B.’s erotic man scent permeated my being as I lovingly licked his glorious cock. I now realized my true duty as a penis gobbler… that my heart begs to provide ultimate pleasure to my lover. My submissive energy gave me newfound confidence…
My longing for man on man sex had such a dirty, naughty aspect that brought my emotional temperature to a peak. A searing desire to drink again from B.’s manly cum fountain was irresistible. The visual stimulation of looking at his tender, spit-slicked anus hovering above my face was intense. My body was already begging for more sexual release as I gobbled his throbbing hot knob.
B. moaned passionately and began to pump his hips up and down on my face. My hand found his throbbing manhole and thrust it into my mouth-pussy. My other hand found his balls and stroked them as his sack slapped my nose. My god, I was out of my mind with lust… my cock fully engorged again and standing proud in its obscene mess of sexual emissions…
We stayed in the 69 position as B. slid his mouth over my aching purple helmet.
The sight of his tight little butthole was almost too much as I massaged and lewdly spread his asscheeks. Slipping my fingers inside his crack, I pulled his sweet butthole open with my finger tips…. tickling, pulling and stretching the rim… his pink rectum beckoning me to…
I touched B.’s hips signaling him to pull his delicious cock out of my thoat….
“…oh god, B., please sit on my face”, I begged… “I need to taste your sissy quim”…
B. eagerly obliged, lifting his sweaty torso up and off of me, and shifting to his knees while straddling my face. His balls hung hot and heavy over my mouth, begging for me to lick them. My tongue lapped and sucked at his ball sack, the wet sucking noise was a symphony of eroticism, and who knows, perhaps the beginning of a love whose name we dare not speak…?
I shifted so that my mouth pressed between his sweaty asscheeks… my lips and tongue seeking the object of my lust. B. sighed and sank his quivering manhole onto my mouth… electric sparks flowing between us as my tongue lashed his manpussy.
Flattening my tongue, I worked up copious amounts of warm spit to langorously bathe his anus.
“… unnnhhh…unnnnhhh… God, S., what are you DOING TO ME?”, B. gasped in pleasure.
I groaned in passion as I lifted his anus away from my mouth…
“..Be still, B.!”, I admonished…”I’m going to eat your sweet boipussy, my love… Now, sit on my face!”
The feeling of B.’s hot, dank manslit on my tongue was indescribably delicious…. I felt so like such a wanton whore as I tasted his “forbidden” orifice… slightly sour, becoming slippery and creamy with my tongue bathing him in my thick saliva… I had eaten pussy before but never a man’s anus… my libido went into overdrive as I lapped eagerly…
B. was grinding his sloppy wet hole on my mouth, giving me the opportunity to tongue fuck his rectum as deeply as I could. I was in complete sync with my true passionate nature of submissive manlove..
As B. rode my mouth, my chin was pressing ever harder into his spit slicked perineum. His riding became more frantic… the increasing tempo grinding his taught ball sack against my face, while my chin dug into his taint externally massaging his prostate…
B. had found a groove that had him gasping for release.
Passionate grunting and sloppy wet sex sounds serenaded our senses… my hips were bucking involuntarily as I lay under B. and groaned passionately into his asshole.
Suddenly, I felt B. stiffen… I forced my lips up into his anus and began sucking his flowering hole… I wanted to feel his soul as he peaked in delicious orgasmic release…
B. held his breath as the first spurts of precum spit from his dickhole… followed by a rising moan and his butthole contracting and spasming around my tongue and lips…
Splat, splat…. splat, splat…. splat, splat went the staccato surges of B.s steaming sperm, ejaculating onto my tummy…. his rectal contractions in rhythm with his ejaculations, lovingly squeezing my tongue as I ate his ass.
B. collapsed onto my body, our torsos drenched in the slimy wetness of his cum. B.s face fell onto my stiff cock and he somehow managed to stuff my dick into his hot, moaning mouth… his lips lovingly sucking my raging boner.
Releasing B.’s anus from my mouth, I drove his still turgid cock deeply into my hungry mouth. God, I loved the feel of his spent balls on my nose as his manspear sank deeply into my throat.
“Gluck, Gluck, Gluck” went the heated sounds of my insatiable deep throating.. B.s balls were slapping lewdly against my face….
B. let out an exhausted animal-like groan…”No, I can’t… S. please, I can’t….
B. was still hard as a rock even though he had just experienced a mind blowing orgasm… I wanted to short circuit his being with indescribable pleasure. I wanted to suck his soul out through his dickhole and into my heart.
B. lifted his hips a bit to give me room to swallow his engorged cock and… I was bobbing frantically on his stiff manhood… my saliva drooling out of the sides of my mouth… I had become a wanton cumslut who wanted to drown myself in B.’s salty mansperm….
… The spongy head of B.’s cock expanded in my throat to what seemed twice it’s normal size, gloriously gagging me… his dick began again to spit small jets of precum… I grabbed his asscheeks, spreading them wide and plunged my fingers rudely up his ass…
B.’s howling was audible to the neighbors I’m sure… it started as a deep groan, increasing in pitch until I found his prostate with my fingers plugged deep in his ass… pressing unforgivingly against his sweet gland of man -pleasure…..B.’s howl turned into a shriek as I ground my fingers relentlessly against his throbbing prostate….
The dam broke as his balls flooded my mouth again with my sweet reward… I drank hungrily from his fountain of maleness…the salty lovejuice washing over my senses… my heart beating out of my chest with….. love…?
Next:
– Will S. and B. find real love in each other’s arms?
– Will S. take the next step in their pursuit of hedonistic man pleasure by letting B. make love to his ass?
– And even further down the road… Will S. get to taste both B. and B.’s brother’s dicks on a camping trip? Oh, god, my cock is dripping just remembering that night!