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Well, well, well...either it's been too long, and I've just been desperate, or that was one very nice surprise of an afternoon. I’d been at a meeting in town and so was a bit hot & sweaty by the time I arrived, but was warmly greeted by what turned out to be an absolute hunk of a man in a nicely fitting t-shirt and light grey jogging bottoms. He was really welcoming and easy to talk to and he moved in to kiss me pretty quickly – and very passionately – as we chatted on the sofa over a glass of water. I could feel the heat from his body and his big, firm muscles as he embraced me. I told him I was pretty sweaty, and he asked if I’d like a shower and as we stood up there was a very impressive bulge in his sweatpants and a growing, luscious dark patch of pre-cum. We kissed as we walked, and he began to slowly undress me, kissing my neck, biting my ears and his scent and the soft bristle of his beard was utterly intoxicating. As soon as I was naked, he dropped to his knees and started kissing & sucking my balls and gently lapping up the copious amount of pre-cum dribbling from the tip of my rock-hard dick. He licked the length of my shaft, again, the softness of his beard just adding to the whole experience as he looked up at me with the most stunning blue eyes before engulfing the whole length of my throbbing cock. His mouth was divine and, did this boy know how to suck. I seriously thought I was going to cum right there and then so I pulled him off me to stop myself from shooting, and began to undress him. He was far better looking than the pictures on the site, over 6' 2" with a lovely furry body that was seriously toned. And his dick….! A good 8”, uncut and THICK! And that pre-cum….SO MUCH OF IT EVERYWHERE! I drank it all up and it tasted divine as we moved into the shower, him kissing me, both of our hands wrapped around one another’s dicks, the warm water running over our bodies. I dropped to my knees and took him deep into my throat. I don’t know if it was all that pre-cum but despite his girth he went down like a dream, and I held him at the back of my throat as he started to thrust deeper into me. I could feel and taste his salty pre-cum at the back of my throat and was in heaven. We stayed in the shower for a while, me eating his sweet arse, sucking his juicy knob, him kissing me deeply and him sucking me like I haven’t been blown in a good, long while. We then moved into the bedroom and, as he lay me down on the bed, he whispered in my ear, ‘I really want to be inside you.’ Before I knew what was happening, I heard myself say, ‘I really want you inside me too.’ He lubed up & bagged up his massive meat and I don’t know how he did it, but that thing felt like it was made to measure. I usually find it really painful, but maybe it was the amount of lube he used but I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Slowly at first and then picking up the pace he fucked me, heavy, full balls slapping against me in ways I’ve not known before. From time to time he’d pull out, pull off the condom and face fuck me, the taste of lube, latex and pre-cum filling my mouth as he pushed deeper and deeper into my throat. And then, as if by magic, another condom on and he was back inside me as if he belonged there. I was in ecstasy. Flat on my back, my legs in the air, this sex god deep inside me I knew I was going to cum and I did. Rope after rope across my chest, face, onto the headboard and wall behind – it was wild. Now, I cum a lot, and I usually cum pretty far, but after I’d cum, he pulled out of me, slipped off his condom and positioned himself over my face, his knees either side of my chest, his thick cock inches above my face. Slowly stroking his thick, wet meat he started to shoot his load – and he came everywhere. Buckets of thick, white jizz – all over my face, and head, and chest, in my eyes, nose and mouth. I was drenched in his cum. He kept on cumming as he pushed his cock back into my throat and I could feel his cock harden & push as his semen coated my tongue. He kept himself there, and I savoured the heat of his cock & the salty-sweetness of his cum, before he slid himself out and wiped my cum-covered face with his heavy dick and pushed his load down into my mouth. Easing his cock back into my mouth I swirled my cum-laden tongue around the throbbing head of his wet meat as I felt him slowly soften, my lips tightly wrapped around him savouring every last drop. With his dick still in my throat, I started to wank myself off. With his manhood filling my mouth, I knew I was going to cum again. Before I knew it, he’d slipped himself out before burying my aching dick deep into his throat as I blew my load into his warm & willing mouth. Without skipping a beat, he brought his beautiful face close to mine, kissed me gently before sliding his tongue into my mouth and filling me with my load. Our loads mixed together as we kissed and then he licked my face clean of his cum, before pushing all its sticky sweetness back into my mouth. He then went back down on me, sucking my soft cock with his warm, cum-filled mouth taking every last drop of jizz from me before lying flat on his back, his sweaty, musky armpits right by my face as he kissed me again. We lay there for a while in silence, completely blown away, before he took me by the hand and led me back into the shower. We kissed and laughed and played with each other’s bodies, and before I knew it, he was hard again. Kissing me and stroking his cock, he pushed me down onto my knees and shot another load all over my face and into my mouth before pulling me up to kiss me again, water and cum and saliva all mixed in together. We dried each other off, I got dressed as he padded around naked, his soft dick still heavy from all the fun & games. Running my hands over every inch of him, kissing as much of him as I could, I left him his cash & I said my goodbyes. All in all, a very pleasant surprise....
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Just reading this whole thread has me totally turned on...this is my idea of heaven. I absolutely love cum at all times. Nothing like pushing myself hard until I shoot my own jizz all over my face and chest and then, pretty much always, scoop it up and swallow it down after rolling it around my mouth to fully get the taste and texture. With guys, I always, always swallow, whether they cum in my mouth, down my throat, over my face, over themselves, on the floor...every last drop always gets cleaned up. I love, love, love that first sweet taste of pre-cum in the back of my throat as a guy's cock goes deep - let's me know he's having a good time and gets me super horny. And then after....whatever...I always ask him to cum all over me, or on my face, or down my throat and, perhaps no surprise, they always seem more than happy to oblige. Whether I've cum first or not, a hot guys load is always hot and I'll take every last drop and always hold their post-cum cock in my mouth sucking out every last drop. And I never clean up either. Any last drops that I miss, I leave where they land. I love having a guy's jizz dry on my skin and wear it as a badge of honour all day. Love that long, lingering taste of his load in my mouth as the day goes on. For me, it's the thing about the very essence of a man being in me. It's his power as he breeds me and fills me and shoots his load into me, and it's my power knowing that I've taken him so far that all he wants is to fill me with his cum. It's total pleasure for me and it's total pleasure for the guy whose balls I've just drained. Swallowing his cock and swallowing his load marks me as his -- it's like being bred -- and I want him to take me as his and for him to know that I'm his. His cum is the very core & essence of his manhood and masculinity and in taking his load into me I'm taking him into me too. So, give me cum any day, however it cums! Some of my hottest jerk off sessions have been after finding a roommate's cum sock, or cum-stained boxers or cum-stained sheets and tasting that morning's still slightly damp load as I shoot my load and mix the two before swallowing as much of both as I can. Yeah, I like to swallow.
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Do body parts matter when it comes to hiring? 🍆🍑body face?
Frog replied to marylander1940's topic in Questions About Hiring
I'm a sucker for a decent-sized dick (8" does me just fine) A finely toned body is a must - doesn't need to be too big, just good old man muscle I've discovered I really like my men tall - at least 6' and preferably 6'3+ (guess I like them being bigger than me) A nice arse never did anyone any harm, with a good hole to bury my face in Need my man uncut, but maybe that's 'cos I'm a Brit and why would anyone mess with so fine a piece of pleasure as a fabulous foreskin? I also like the feel of facial hair - when kissing, getting blown or rimmed, so that's been added to the list Once I've found a guy who fits the bill, next thing that really matters is that they're good kissers - love to have a man's tongue in my mouth, and happy to give me their load. Nothing quite beats the taste of another guy's cum fresh from the source Fortunately, living in London, there's more than enough guys to chose from, but I have found a couple of frequent hires who have it all (and do it all) in spades. Leaving me a very happy chappy every single time. -
Part 5 I felt him first. Still somewhat bleary-eyed from my nap, I must have fallen into a deep sleep as I’d kind of forgotten that basic stuff like the time and day that slips your mind in those moments between sleeping and waking. But it quickly came flooding back to me as James slipped the head of his cock between my butt cheeks as I lay on my side facing away from him. I didn’t speak. I didn’t move. I could feel his chest pressing against my naked back. His hairy legs gently rubbing my thighs. His muscular arms encircling my upper body. His slow, warm breath on my neck and ear. I felt his hand slip down between us as his fingers parted my butt and begin to probe. Without moving a muscle, James went to work at finding my hole and gently stroked and massaged his quarry. His fingers retreated as, once again, my cheeks were divided by his glistening knob. Wet with his pre-cum & lube, James leveraged himself until the warm tip of his throbbing dick rested against my opening. Eager to go further, his hand opened up my arse cheeks, while simultaneously grabbing his cock. James staged his assault. My outer ring opened up for him, welcoming him in as the first inch or so of his thick meat found its way into my body. I could feel him pulsing as his shaft flexed and filled becoming even harder. I felt his heartbeat on my back and in my hole begin to race as he pushed his way home through the barriers that might hinder his pleasure. The second was a battle harder won. His hard, rigid rod almost no match for my unforgiving muscle. Despite my pleas to slow down, his animal instincts kicked in and his need to breed me was taking over. As I writhed in the pleasure of all of that pain, James quietly and persistently followed my encouragement and pushed his way home until the whole of his length was buried deep inside me. As his wiry pubes and balls rubbed my butt, James enveloped me with his thick arms and legs and held his meaty dick in my hole. Kissing my neck and my ear and my head, he kept himself there while my hole accustomed to his size, my inside shaping itself around his perfect form. As the pain began to subside, the feeling of utter completeness of having this man inside me swept over me like a wave. There was nothing between us. In this moment we were one and where I ended, and where James began, was lost and utterly meaningless. I reached my head back to find his mouth to kiss him and lose myself in him further, which James took as a sign that I was ready for him to begin his art. Without loosing his grip on my body, James softened his hips and slowly pulled his thickness from my hole. Warm, wet, fullness gave way to cold, dry emptiness as his cock withdrew. For a split second my soul longed for him before his thick head was pushing and probing once more and filling me to the very depths of my being with his manhood. An involuntarily scream escaped my lips as the pain and the shock of his immense size was too much for me. James he was unrelenting. Again and again and again he pulled himself out – voiding my hole – before slamming himself once again into me, balls deep, his tip pressing harder and further as if there were new conquests to be had with each thrust of his hips. He held me tight, he kissed me deeply, as my arse pushed into his hips begging to be filled and more with his meat. James’ body was on fire. Sweat, pouring from us both, became a lubricant for our bodies as we became one. I have no idea how long James fucked me. It felt like an eternity of bliss and one I never wanted to come to an end. But as all good things must, I felt him hold me even tighter, his kisses on my neck now became bites as his breathing became grunts and his thrusts shorter and deeper and fuller and faster. ‘I’m gonna cum,’ he said and, no sooner had the final word passed his lips, my insides were filled with that unmistakeable hot explosion that is the essence of a man giving you his seed. His cock flexed as every last drop of his semen found its new home in me and he continued to push and to thrust just to make sure every last drop went as deep as it could. James pulled out his cum-dripping dick, still hard, and lay on his back as I straddled his chest. With my full and desperate cock just inches from his head I blasted my load all over his face. Pinned down by my thighs, James had nowhere to go as rope after rope covered him with cum. Laughing together at the state he was in, James reached around with his hand, scooped up my warm load and pushed it in his mouth. Leaning down into him, our tongues swirled around each other’s mouths, my cum filling us both with its salty, sweetness. Lying back, flushed and exhausted, James said, ‘We should clean up.’ ‘And then I’m going to fuck you in the shower.’
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Well, he really didn't disappoint. Beautiful man with a beautiful body and he pleasured me in every way. His dark Spanish skin, eyes and hair serve as a perfect backdrop for his finely toned body, muscular in all the right places with a perfect 6-8 pack. Carefully trimmed jet-black pubes frame his large, heavy dick which quickly became rock-hard and stayed that way for our whole time together. Deep, passionate kisses, with his tongue probing my mouth, which was quickly replaced by his 8.5' throbbing dick, pushing its way deep into my throat - the moans coming from him spurred me on to hold him even deeper and longer. As we were a threesome (which is another tale to tell), it was my joy to watch him penetrated by my other guy. His thick cock opening up Gabriel's hole as his whole body writhed with the pleasure and the pain. Burying my face under them both meant I could suck Gabriel deeply as he was being fucked while I could watch the thick shaft of his top thrust long and hard and deep into his hole. Utter perfection. A few round later of sucking and rimming and kissing and fucking and fingering and...and...and...and Gabriel was ready to empty his load. Turning my head over the edge of the bed, he fixed his eyes onto mine and pumped his thick cock until rope after rope of warm, salty semen covered my face, filled my mouth and ran down my cheek. Sliding his slowly softening cock into my mouth as I lapped up every last drop of cum pushed me over the edge as I covered my belly with my own sweet load. Don't hesitate to scoop up this guy if you're in London. Sweet, sweet man, great to talk to, and with that hot-blooded Spanish passion this is one not to be missed.
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Part 4 It was as much as I could do not to jerk off in the shower. The water running over my body and swollen dick drew me deeper into my fantasies as I found myself replaying what had already happened between us and anticipating all that was to come. I turned the water to cold as I finished rinsing my body and had just stepped out onto the mat when the front door buzzed. If that was James, he’d got here quick, and so maybe was as eager as I was to see where this would all go. Chancing on it being him, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went downstairs. Standing head to toe in Lycra, there was James at my door, grinning widely. ‘Can I come in?’ he asked eyeing me up and down. ‘Nice towel,’ he added as he pushed himself and his bike past me in the hallway. Taking off his helmet and kicking off his shoes, he walked over to me and said, ‘Let’s not waste any time.’ And with that he leant in and kissed me deeply. His warm tongue probed my mouth, as his hands stroked my face, pulling me into him. His lips were like fire, his tongue warm and full, his beard felt soft and scratchy on my skin. My dick leapt for joy. Dropping his hands by his side, his mouth and tongue still glued to mine, James began to feel his way around my crotch. My cock, already fully hard, was pushing against the fabric of the towel until James released the slight knot leaving me naked before him. Still without taking his lips from mine, James furiously shrugged out of his cycling bib and shorts, his massive cock springing free, before dropping to his knees to face my throbbing dick. Looking up at me with his steely-blue eyes, James opened his mouth wide and took the entire length of my shaft into his warm throat. With his lips & tongue wrapped around my cock, I felt like I’d come home. This was where my dick belonged, and I was going to enjoy every second. James quickly found himself at ease with my length and girth and wrapping his hands around my butt, he pulled me deeper into him. More than happy to oblige I settled my hips into a steady, deep rhythm as I felt my shaft pump his face and, rolling over the back of his tongue, disappear down into his throat. Whether he had no gag reflex or was just loving what he was doing, James didn’t flinch, as I let my knob just sit at the back of his throat letting him flex his gullet giving me wave after wave of incredible pleasure. His eyes began to tear up and so, pulling out my angry dick, I stood him up and turned him against the wall. His hands pushed above his head, his sweaty armpit by my face, I pushed my fingers into his mouth. James obliged by covering them with his spit before I opened up his arse cheeks and teased them into his hole. James widened his stance as my fingers made their way inside him, but my dick was too jealous for the warm, moist haven that was rightfully his. Resting my body against his back, I took my dick in my hand and, finding his open hole, began to stretch him out. ‘Slowly big boy,’ he said, his hand pushing back on my waist to get me to go easy on him. The tip of my dick was wet with pre-cum, but to help James I dribbled a mouthful of spit onto his crack and onto my dick to ease the breaking in. I pushed my dick a bit harder and could feel him both trying to pull away and trying to push me deeper as he wrestled with the pain and the pleasure of penetration. As his hole settled around my thickness, I pushed again. Another couple of inches sliding into the arse of my dream boy. I could feel him tightening around me as we both began to fall into step, contracting and sliding and fucking each other hard. It must have hurt like hell, but James took me like a pro. My dick and his hole were made for each other. The sweat poured off our bodies, my balls slapped against his arse, his hands reached around to pull me deeper into him until he said, ‘Breed me. Fill me with your load.’ I knew we had the rest of the day to enjoy more of one another and so, desperate as I was to empty my sack, I picked up the pace of my thrusts, pushing deeper and harder into his tight, muscular hole. James groaned in pain, but begged me not to stop as ropes of hot semen pumped from my dick and into him. With our heads thrown back, we both growled that deep primal groan that comes from the core of your being when you cum, before slumping down on the floor. My dick - still hard - slowly taken from him, released a torrent of cum that dripped over his arse and down his legs. Not wanting to waste that essence of life, I quickly buried my face in his hole and greedily lapped up my load before turning to him and depositing it all in his mouth. James stood with his back now against the wall, his 9” member desperate for attention as he grabbed me by the hair, pushed me down and pumped his dick until his hot sweet load erupted all over my face. Returning the favour, James knelt down and using his tongue and fingers, cleaned up and swallowed every last drop of his jizz. Utterly spent, we collapsed into one another’s arms, kissed each other briefly before I said, ‘Let’s go upstairs and take a nap. I don’t know about you, but I’m knackered, and I’ve got a feeling it’s going to be a long day.’
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Part 3 The rest of the evening went as any other evening might have. We hung out, chatted about nothing, grabbed something to eat and then I went home. It was either as though nothing had happened, or as if what had happened was the most normal thing in the world. We may not have spoken about it but, along with the fading smell of sex and spunk, what had transpired between us that night hung in the air. We hugged as I left. I lent in and breathed deeply of his masculine scent, hoping I could somehow hold on to it and take it away with me. And with that our evening together was over. My evening, however, was not. No sooner had I closed my front door than I began to take off my clothes. Rushing to get naked, my heavy cock already starting to stiffen, I stretched out on my bed and rooted around my rucksack for the treasure within. My hand hit upon the still-wet briefs and pulling them out, I immediately pushed them deep into my throat, my right hand encircling my now full cock. The remnants of James’ load on and in the black fabric was more than enough for me to taste. I could still feel the warmth of his load in my mouth. I could taste the saltiness of his cum on my tongue and, as I pressed the moist waistband against my face, I could feel the thick texture of his jizz on my skin. Knowing I was about to explode I wrapped his underwear around my throbbing know before releasing my semen into the material. Without wasting a moment, or a drop, I pushed his sodden briefs to the back of my throat, choking and gagging on the mingling juices that had found its way out of both of our shafts. Totally spent, I wiped the cum-soaked underwear all over my face, leaving traces of our nectar in my eyes, on my skin and in my hair. Then I buried my nose in the glorious wetness and, jerking my cock once again, blew another massive load. I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I knew it was morning. Somewhat bleary eyed, still naked with the discarded Calvin Kleins just by my head and the usual morning wood, I sat up to check my messages. ‘Hey matey. Great to see you last night. Thanks for coming over. Was really nice to catch up.’ James’ message had come through half an hour before, but I could tell from WA that he was typing. ‘Don’t know what you’ve got on today, but just wondered if you might be around for a chat at some point. Might be good to talk.....?!?!’ My heart was racing again. This time not in a good way. Clearly, he’s woken up and probably can’t believe what took place last night, I told myself. Maybe having thought about it, he just needed to distance himself from it. Laugh it off. Never happened before, will never happen again kind of thing. I sent him a message. ‘Hey J. Thanks for last night. Had a great time.’ ‘Yeah, free all day. Still in bed right now but awake and happy to chat whenever works for you.’ A few minutes passed. I took myself into the bathroom and took a piss, my cock still heavy from my morning wood and as I walked back into the bedroom, my phone rang. ‘Hey.’ ‘Hey.’ ‘Yeah, so I just thought maybe we should catch up and have a chat about last night, you know…’. James sounded anxious and I wanted to do all I could to steady his nerves. ‘Yeah mate. No worries. I had a great time. What’s on your mind’ ‘Well, I guess I just wanted you to know that I’ve never done anything like that before.’ My heart sank. I was right. Here comes the classic morning after regret spiel. ‘I don’t know how you felt,’ he went on, ‘But I fucking loved it.’ And before I could say any more, he just splurted it all out. ‘I hope this is OK to say, to be honest I don't really care right now, but over the past few months I’ve been masturbating a lot. Like a lot. And something’s shifted in the images I’ve had in my mind. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still been more than enough tits and arse for any red-blooded male but, there’s been more. I’ve started having fantasies about guys. More specifically, I’ve started having fantasies about you.’ And without taking a breath and without letting me cut in, James went on. ‘I really don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, but I’ve been thinking about what you’re like, how big you are, what your body’s like and, to be honest, so much more. And when I’ve been thinking about you when I cum, I’ve had the most intense orgasms of my life. I’ve hit myself in the eye so many times thinking about you that. I’m surprised I’ve not blind!ed myself’ And then he just kind of stopped. I didn’t know whether he was done or if he wanted me to speak until he said, ‘Say something will you, for fuck's sake?’ ‘What are you doing now?’ I said. ‘Nothing.’ ‘I’m just about to jump in the shower. Why don’t you come over and I’ll show you what I think. I’m pretty sure you’ll enjoy it.’ And with that he hung up, I headed for the shower my dick full and begging for release as I began to think about all the things I was going to do to him and all the things he was going to do to me. To be continued…
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Part 2 My heart was racing. I didn’t know where to look. I was lying on my back on James' bed, an aching bulge in my pants, while the young man who’d fuelled my every bate session these past months lay naked next to me, slowly jerking his perfect cock. As his right hand settled into a slow & steady rhythm, James’s breathing became slow & heavy. His broad chest rising & falling. His eyes closed. This was the only cue I needed to carefully shift my body so that I could get a front-row seat to all the action. If James’ dick was impressive soft, now that it was full it was something to behold. Easily 9”, if not more. Thick, uncut, solid. Its head a glistening deep purple. The veiny shaft visibly wet from the pre-cum acting as his only lube. I was in heaven. He must have heard me shift on the bed and without opening his eyes, without slowing his rhythm he said, ‘You gonna join me?’ Needing no further encouragement, without taking my eyes of his towering shaft, I undid my pants, pulled out my own straining 8” cock, lifted up my shirt and, gripping my wet girth tightly, began to match him stroke for stroke. My right arm brushed his bare torso, still slightly damp from the shower and as it did, James opened his eyes and looked down at my huge, throbbing dick. ‘Very nice,’ he said. ‘Very nice indeed.’ He then closed his eyes, sighed deeply before attacking his angry cock with a renewed vigour. I desperately wanted to touch him. I wanted to smell him. I needed him inside me, but for some reason I just knew I had to take this all at his pace. Nice and slow. Eager to get as close to him as I could, I turned on my side, pushing my pants down and pulling my shirt up, my heavy dick almost touching his skin as I jerked. Picking up our pace and always in perfect unison, our fists pumped harder, the heat from our bodies increasing, beads of sweat forming on his chest and arms. James pulled his left arm up behind his head as he mercilessly beat his meat, the musk from his pits, just inches from my face, utterly intoxicating. His breathing changed. His grip tightened. His balls slapped against his thighs and his hips thrust forward. James pushed his head forward and, looking intently at his angry dick, shot a powerful volley of cum. The first thick, white rope splashed across his belly and abdomen. The next arced over his torso before hitting his beard and running down his chin. A third left a line across his treasure trail, chest and left nipple, before trailing down the side of his chest and onto the sheets. The final shot, a massive pump of white, hot jizz, covering his face and neck. Without opening his eyes, James laughed to himself before wiping the cum off his face with his right hand, relaxed deep into the mattress and let out a deep sigh of release and relief. Propping himself up on his left elbow he turned to me and, smiling sweetly said, ‘Your turn.’ I needed no other encouragement and, without taking my eyes from his – his face so close to mine I could feel his breath – pounded my meat harder than ever. Feeling my aching balls tighten as my essence made its way into my shaft, I groaned deeply. As the ropes of cum shot from my throbbing dick, James turned his eyes to my groin, watching every shot with seeming delight. Flat on my back, my hips bucking into the air, my cum covered my chest, my chin and shot over my head. Utterly spent, I relaxed my whole body, closed my eyes and tried to get my racing heart back under control. ‘Nice load. Big load,’ James said before reaching down and grabbing a pair of black briefs, which he used to mop up the vast pools of semen that had collected all over his body and face. ‘Wow, I needed that,’ he said. ‘Let me grab you a towel so you can clean up.’ And with that he swung his legs off the bed, went into the bathroom and returned giving me a small hand towel. ‘Maybe you’re gonna need a bigger towel,’ he joked, looking at the amount of cum covering my body and softening dick. ‘You even came on my pillow!’ he said, before adding, ‘No worries. Midnight feast!’ Without another word, James pulled on a pair of grey jogging bottoms, a tight-fitting black T-shirt and, walking out of the room said, ‘Fancy a beer?’ ‘Yeah. I’ll be through in a minute,’ I said. ‘Just need to catch my breath.’ James was already gone and still trying to get my head round what had just happened, I mopped up the cum as best I could and got dressed. As I headed out of the room, I picked up the black briefs James had used to clean up his juice , stuffed them in my backpack that was by the door and went out to join him. To be continued…
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