A very sparkling afternoon
I was young. So young that I was still living in the youth home. It seemed like it was going to be a normal afternoon. But then Bostan came into the living room and asked if I wanted to smoke with him. Not being a foodie, I agreed.
We went to the stairs behind the school attached to the home and smoked pot. All the time I felt Bostan’s greedy gaze, until all of a sudden he just asked if he could fuck me. Wow, wow, I thought. If someone were to pick up on that, it would be over, but still I said yes.
Once I cried out – in pain
Once I cried out – in painHe slowly pulled down my black sweatpants including boxers. I felt that my penis was stiffening bit by bit. With a jerk he pulled down his Bermuda shorts and what I got to see wasn’t bad.
He spit on my hole, then without warning or let alone slowly rammed his caramel colored cock into me. I cried out once briefly from the pain. The initial pain turned into pure pleasure in seconds.
After several minutes in which we both certainly produced a lot of pre-juice, my fucker paused for a few minutes, then rammed it in as deep as possible and squirted. This feeling was simply indescribable, thousands of lightning bolts ran through me and I came into my boxers without body contact.
The three boys forced me
It was raining again, such a fucking boring TV afternoon. The program either sucked or was a repeat. On top of all that, more than a couple drops went down the drain after peeing. So far – so bad. Then I heard giggling behind me. They were Bostan, Moss and Passi. They smelled me and claimed. I would have pissed again. After that they ordered me to go to my room.
No sooner said than done. I was surprised to hear a knock after only ten minutes. It was the three boys from a moment ago, but something was different. All three smiled mischievously. Without quite looking over the situation, one of the three said, “You have two choices. Either you blow Moss or we beat the living daylights out of you.”
Since I had a girlfriend at the time, I let her beat me up for 15 minutes until I just couldn’t take it anymore. “Okay, stop it,” I said, and wordlessly got down on my knees. At first, all three looked pretty stupid, but then Moss took a step closer. With a big grin on his face, he revealed what was probably the biggest penis I had seen up to that time, although it was still half asleep. Gently I put my lips over the glans. Tastes actually quite cool, I thought.
Lost in thought, I began to build up negative pressure and moved my head rhythmically back and forth. A few minutes later, when he unloaded in my mouth and I wanted to spit it out, he forced me to swallow. All three boys called me a faggot and threatened to stick it to the counselors. Probably the boys thought they had done something bad to me. What they could not guess that I enjoyed this treatment more than and already imagined what they would probably do to me next time.
You will want to be fucked, I’ll make sure of that!
A gay sex story for all guys who have a desire for lust and plump discharges.
That Moss had a very twisted view of sex I might have guessed, but what did I know. I never thought that a man’s cock could make me horny, I had a girlfriend.
I still had to get it for her and I was only too happy to do it, even if it made me think of Moss’ cock that I had had to suck. I’d probably never given my girlfriend such a hard time as I had lately, because my thoughts made me horny as hell and I’d never cum like I did now.
Sex with her or with him?
I had just fucked my girlfriend again, in the middle of the afternoon. Under the shower in my youth home. Strictly forbidden, but I did not care. As soon as she was gone, Moss came into the washroom with a big grin, leaned provocatively against the sink and almost stretched his cock out towards me. He couldn’t deny that hard latte under his gym shorts.
He would betray me to the head of the home, he gave me to understand. I owed him something, and he would honor that debt when and where he felt like it, that was clear to me. I was almost hoping to suck his cock this afternoon, but I was disappointed. Moss winked at me and left me alone.
I do not want to be fucked! Or is it?
Somewhat disappointed, I made my way back to my room. My roommate Luuk was fortunately not around much, so I had a lot of time to myself. But I didn’t feel like learning right now. I had hardly closed my room door when there was a knock. Standing outside the door was Moss. With a bag in hand. My gaze inevitably slid to his crotch, there seemed to be silence, a pity really.
Moss pushed past me, and I closed the door. He made me understand that he wanted me to pay my debt right now. Even though Moss was not the type of big words, I made my way over to him and knelt down in front of him. Unfortunately, he pushed me away from him. A little irritated because I thought our gay sex story was going on, I frowned. He told me to take off my pants and kneel on the bed, but why? I had a bad feeling. I did not want to be fucked!
He laughed and pushed it in
Moss laughed out. He wouldn’t fuck me until I begged for it, was his short comment. He would have something much better. From his pants pocket he pulled out a small plug. He shoved it into my mouth for me to lick, then stroked it along my asshole. To my horror, I found the whole thing so not at all unsexy.
On the contrary, I almost hoped that there was more to come. And, more came. Without much ado, Moss shoved the plug in my ass. At first I wasn’t sure whether to groan in pleasure or pain. A mixture of both spread in my butt. However, I did not have time to think about it more.
I was to get dressed and come along, Moss ordered. But why with this thing inside me? I would feel it and understand, his terse comment, he was in the mood for a gay sex story that afternoon.
I trotted along behind him with this thing in my ass that felt somehow strange and yet good. Still, I wasn’t sure if the others couldn’t notice what I had inside.
A soccer game? Why?
To my great amazement, he dragged me to a girls’ soccer game. I never thought I would spend my afternoon here. My desire to expand our gay sex story evaporated and actually I was no longer up for this annoying thing inside me. The last thing I needed now was a sweaty female body.
Nevertheless, we sat down. I was bored. However, Moss said shortly after that he had another surprise for me and that he didn’t care that I wasn’t a fan of women’s soccer. I had no idea what he meant by that until he pulled out a small keyboard from his other pants pocket and pressed a key with an insolent grin. Before I realized what it was, I already felt it: it started vibrating in my butt.
In my ass vibrated
I gave a short snort. I had not expected that. This bastard had actually put a plug with remote control in my ass. Slowly I got used to the vibration and found it pleasurable and I became a little restless. This scoundrel seemed to notice and turned it up a notch. I had to do to remain sitting halfway inconspicuously. A plug raged in my ass and my ass enjoyed it. this gay sex story would not end well here, I feared.
Still, I tried to distract myself and calm down a bit with this boring soccer game. I succeeded only moderately, Moss went one better and turned the plug up another notch. Now I had the feeling, my ass would tear it immediately. But it wasn’t just him I was worried about, but also the monster slab that was piling up in my pants. I was sure that everyone around me knew what was going on. I could barely sit up and didn’t know what to do with myself at all.
Get fucked!
Moss gave me to understand that he could give me redemption. If I let him fuck me, he would put an end to my dilemma. I hesitated and he pushed up another step. Now I could no longer hold on to myself, I already noticed that my underpants were getting wet and I was sure that I would instantly cum in my underpants if he did not stop vibrating the plug inside me.
Therefore, I agreed. Moss pulled me into the boys’ room, pulled down my pants, plucked the plug out of my ass and penetrated me with his cock with such force that I had trouble not to scream out loud with pleasure.
He fucked me wildly and mercilessly in my ass and I felt that my cock was about to orgasm.
When he poured into me, I could no longer hold on to myself and squirted like I had never squirted before.
As soon as I came to my senses, Moss was gone. I was sure this gay sex story that afternoon was not the last episode.
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