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Tom and I talked everyday. Late night sex talk and early morning whispers about his rock hard morning glory. It was delightful but frustrating. His parents were rightly strict in observing the lockdown and that left us both frustrated. But I had a plan…
“Tell them you have been offered some work doing a garden. You won’t come into contact with anyone as the owners are away throughout lockdown and need the place kept tidy. Ready for their return once it is over. Tell them you want to make some money and the exercise will be good for you.” I offered. “Then you come and spend the whole day with me…”
“Oh my god… that is brilliant.” He gushed in reply.
I schooled him through the finer points of the plan that would keep it convincing. “Bring a packed lunch in a backpack with a change of clothes.” The tools would be in the garden shed, he didn’t need to have his own. It was worked out to the smallest detail. He could choose his days to work and his hours. Perhaps eventually I thought he could stay over in the owners empty house? I would keep that idea back for now. Tom told his parents and they were delighted that he wanted to do some work. if he didn’t visit shops or come into any contact with people he was free to do it on a trial basis and see if it suited him. Success. He told his parents that he would head off the next morning to arrive at eight. I laughed when he told me that. “You are so horny! You can’t wait!” I said.
He turned up earlier than that. It was no later than 7.30. I was having my breakfast when he rang the bell. I let him in grinning uncontrollably at the sheer triumph of my plan. The sweaty lad stood there in his tight gear. I put the palm of my hand on his little bulge and caressed the tasty sausage that grew there. My other hand found the soaking wet small of his back. We kissed. Our tongues playing as his penis grew. I knelt and yanked his tight shorts down. His teenage erection slapped back against his belly before finding its natural upward angle. I Slobbered all over it with a wet tongue and endless kisses up and down the firm shaft. I licked and tried to suck on his tightening ballsack before inserting the full length in my mouth. Tom was easy for me to take to the root and hold there while my tongue rippled and extended although his intense upward hardness was sometimes a challenge for the back of my palette. It was such a pleasure to keep his dick inside for so long and manipulate his senses. My hands cupped and fondled his slim buttocks and caressed down his thighs to his calves. Eventually my nasal breathing was too much and I let him go, looking up at him with a dribbling wet slutty open mouth. I stood and grabbed his wood like a handle and pulled him to the bedroom.
I had made up straps to tie Tom to my bed. I hadn’t told him so I reassured him that I would take him to ecstasy and back if he would trust me. He looked thrilled and nodded rapidly. I beamed back at him. I tied him in an X shape at first on his back. His cock was so hard I considered not bothering to tie an adjustable ring around it but I just had to do it. His tight balls were shifted up a little as I squeezed the black rubber slider up behind them to the base of his pretty erection. He watched to whole preparation with fascination. I lubed my hand and began to wank him. His cock became purple/red with engorgement and intense sensitivity as I edged him through twists of his hips and arches of his back. His chest and neck blushed. I sucked his tiny nipples and straddled his body to display my erection above his pretty face. I raised his head to help him suck on my shaft but it was all secondary to the beautiful orgasmic torture of his rigid organ. I slipped lubed fingers up and down, my tongue pushed into his piss slit, my cock slapped his penis time and time again as he gasped and moaned. Suddenly I discovered I had gone too far, he was about to blow… I managed to get my mouth over the shining head to take all his Jism and continued to masturbate him right through his orgasm. He writhed and turned his head from side to side and his body seemed to glow with sweat. I observed my lovely subject with wonder and a mouth full of warm teenage semen. “I can’t… It’s too much!” He murmured as he suffered. My tongue moved through his sweet cumload in my mouth exploring his texture and taste before I audibly swallowed and sighed. He stared at me knowing I had kept his cum in my mouth to savour it.
“Quiet now….” I said, “Just thank me when you think it’s the right moment.” He turned his head and closed his eyes “My god!” He whispered.
His cock did soften slightly but remained erect through the continual lubed masturbation. I turned my hand around, used both hands sometimes and caressed his balls. I pushed my middle finger into his anus for a while and felt the squeezing rear of his ringed muscles. I took him close and abandoned him. I slapped his face with my hard on. I kissed him and told him how lovely he was. I was a tender manipulator of his senses. When he was begging to orgasm, unable to take anymore I told him I would bring it on. I kneeled between his splayed legs and held his erection vertically by the ringed base. Then I slapped it. With my open flat hand, fingers stiff like a salute, I slapped sharply at his stiffness. Not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to sting. I love my cock being slapped when erect, it engorges me even more and I wanted Tom to know the tension between a little pain and huge pleasure. I slapped him four, five, six times… his hips raised from the sheets… “Ahhh!” He exclaimed. I slapped once more and his jolting hips spasmed a great thrust and from his steel hard cock a spurt of white cum flew onto his left shoulder. Wide eyed in wonder I stroked his shaft to the base and held my loose fist around him as another six or so beautiful arcs of spunk launched from his loins to splatter his face and neck. I was utterly thrilled to see this fireworks display over his heaving chest. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever witnessed.
I loosened the tie beneath his empty balls and removed the adjustable ring. I took his cock in my mouth for a tender gentle suck before moving up his body. I breathed through my nose as i looked down on the lines of cum. He struggled to watch me greedily lick up every bit of his seed I could get. The extra saltiness from his sweaty skin was an unexpected and enormous turn on. It was as if I was expressing my love through consuming his fluids. Finally I unhitched him from his constraints and kissed him and rubbed my cock against his tummy. I needed to cum and straddled his chest displaying my length. “You have taken every inch of this!” I said. He wrapped his hands around my shaft. “I know!” he replied. “I can’t believe I can do it, but I can, can’t I?” He said proudly. He wanked me with both hands. I was so ready and my cock pulsed a heavy load out over his face straight away. He was surprised and shocked to take his first facial and clumsily continued to stroke me through my climax. I grunted the last thick splash onto his face and took over the jerking. I finished with huge relief as if I hadn’t cum in weeks.
“Wait right there. Don’t you dare move!” I ordered. I needed to photograph his cum covered face. “Pretty as a picture.” I said as I took some snaps. It wasn’t even nine am and Tom had cum twice already. In the shower we were very comfortable with each other. I told him we must have a good breakfast to get our strength up and have a nice chilled out morning together. I was really talking about myself. Unlike Tom I needed some time to get it up again. We put our arms around each other and had a sweet kiss. I instinctively knew Tom liked to be embraced and he became relaxed and tender when I held him.
We ate heartily and watched some crumby morning tele.
“Can’t believe I am here you know. It feels weird.” he said.
“Good weird though yeah?” I replied.
“Oh yeah… yeah. I feel kinda free somehow.” He smiled.
“Well… you are young. You have lots of exploring to do. I’m just glad you are doing it with me.”
I closed the curtains but left the windows open. I sultry breeze and warm light enveloped the apartment. Tom followed me about the place like an adorable pet.
“Undress for me. I would like to see you naked.” Slightly embarrassed, he striped off and stood there with his hands on his boney hips. “Ok?” He joked.
I just wanted to look at him for a while. To take in his slim physic and soft package. I instructed him to walk back and forth while I sat and watched. He strutted comically like he was on a catwalk, swinging his hips and camping it up. I fixed on his sweet slim bum, it’s small cheeks working away for my delight. He stopped in front of me and wiggled his bum with a new found confidence. I reached out and held his hips to stop him moving.
“Legs apart.” I ordered. “Wider!” He did as he was told. “Touch the floor.” I added firmly. His arms reached down and his fingertips balanced him on the carpet. His bum was there for me. I kneeled behind him. The hot breeze fluttered the curtains. His parted buttocks framed his perfect little bum hole. I stuck out my tongue and without touching any other part of his body my tongue made contact with his anus. I twirled and lapped, I pushed and kissed his little star in a reverie of pure joy. I took hold of his hips and kissed him all over his arse as he stood straight up. When he turned around I was delighted to see him sporting a stiff one again. He was grinning like a cheshire cat. I kissed the divine thing on the helmet and said, “Fancy that cute arse being played with?” He took in a full breath and exhaled “Yeees pleeese!”
On the bed Tom got into position straight away. Bum up, head down. He was eager to be seen this way, to display, to be penetrated. I kissed his hole once more and gathered up some items to play with. First I placed my favoured two cock rings on my own tackle and then, with a little lube I slid my index finger into his bum in one move. He sighed with approval. I gave him a quick one finger fuck before lubing up a silicone dildo for some further stretching. This was a girly toy that narrowed in the middle. I marvelled at his ring stretching over the bulb and relaxing begins it. i pulled at his opening as he moaned in gratification. I licked the taut skin of his ring as I pulled. he was truly an obliging plaything. Soon I was ready and the tumid helmet of my mature cock kissed his hungry boy pussy. I shoved myself inside him and the satisfaction was immense. Once we were fucking merrily I asked Tom to grip me as hard as he could and as he clenched I pulled out, not completely but up to the caller of my cock head. “Relax babe.” I instructed. As he did I drove my length deep and we repeated this technique with great satisfaction for some time. nothing is better than from behind but I loved fucking him with his long legs over my shoulders and my hand over his mouth. “Make as much noise as you like, I will stifle it!” I said as I gave him thrust after thrust. I was feeling worn out and Tom’s bum had taken quite a pounding so I spooned him in an embrace. He push-fucked me as if he could fuck all day. “You are a natural bottom Tom. Your pussy fits me like a glove.” He replied “I love it when you call it my pussy.”
I grabbed him and put him on his back. “Hold your legs back.” I fucked with my legs bent, up into his prostate. Contorting his hole as I pushed up. I grabbed his hard on and gave it a few tugs.
“I will cum!” He pleaded. “I know.” I replied. I held his cock still and ground my cock into him. His cum began to bubble at the tip and then spat and dribbled out of him as climax quaked through his guts. I gave him my full length withdrew. I took his cummy dick in my mouth and wolfed down every drop of his load.
“Did you cum inside me?” He asked. “No.” I said. “Dont you want to?” He said confused.
“I like to deny myself babe. It keeps me horny. I want more of you today if you can manage it and I will be spent if I give you a second load now.” He understood and lay back exhausted. We washed up and I insisted he remain naked as we ate lunch. We talked and I told him he was my gay toy boy. He loved being talked about this way.
I gave him hours to recover. I ached for release but kept that to myself. I was used to denial after servicing cock and frankly, I enjoy it. I told him how men often prepare himself for a fucking and gave him some stuff to take with him. I dressed him in some of Harrison’s old knickers and he enjoyed his newfound secret girly identity. My own sexy Tomboy. I had him stand with hands behind his head and spanked his cute bottom then caressed and kissed it better. Working up his naked body I arrived at his mouth and our tongues danced a dirty ballet. I was ready but was Tom?
“Do you want more Tom?” I enquired softly. He looked down and in an almost inaudible voice said, “I want to feel you inside me again.” I hugged him and we moved to the bedroom. I had him positioned on his back and holding his bent legs back with his hands. I kneeled and licked at his hole. He was tender and used. I asked…”Are you sure you want to fuck babe?”
“More than anything!” He responded emphatically. I loved that reply but added, “I don’t want to make hurt you.” Tom wasn’t interested in my concern. “I want to feel sore. I want to be sore because your big cock used my pussy.” Naturally I was aroused by my young lovers words although I did slather lube all over my cock before shafting his divine butt. We were both tired but our day of gay lovemaking finished in blissful deep internal orgasm. My naked cock gently throbbing as I dumped every last aching spurt of thick cream I could produce deep in his back passage. I was exhausted and slipped out of his well fucked sloppy star to sit on the carpet against the bed. Tom eventually stood and staggered a little.
“Well you did ask for it!” I said.
“I feel so… used.” An unsurpassable smile was forming on his face. “Oh god!” He offered camply. “It’s leaking down my leg!”
“Bring that here!” I pointed at his semi which was bouncing around as he tried to squeeze his buttocks and stop the flow. As he stood ready to be sucked I licked the dripping premium from his helmet and told him to “Wank off Tom. Masturbate for me.” He was quite embraced at first despite having just been barebacked and my cum slipping down his thighs. But he got into it and was soon performing well and enjoying my encouraging dirty talk hugely. I told him that when he was ready he was to cum in my mouth and that tipped him over the edge. His fast knuckle work shuffled his cock to a quick conclusion. I took just as much on my face as in my mouth as Tom inexpertly tried to aim his powerful spray onto my tongue. I cleaned him up as he shivered with sensitivity. His forth load of the day was a delicious treat I must say. I cupped his tight sack and looked up at him.
“You made so much lovely cum for me today Tom. Thank you.” He beamed with pride. “I think you have done enough for the day. Well you have certainly deposited enough seed to satisfy me. Go and clean up now” I told him.
While he busied himself in the bathroom I took his bag of spare clothes and enacted my plan. I took his sandwiches out of the Tupperware, ripped a crust off and threw it back in. I rubbed soil on the knees of his jeans and elsewhere and put them back. When he returned dressed in his wonderful tight bike gear I took his hands and massaged soil into his fingertips. Finally I smudged some across his forehead. “There we are.” I cupped his package with the palm of my hand. “You have done a very hard days work Tom. Ask your mum to wash your things.” I kissed him and he responded with passion. “Now go and recover your strength. Let me now when you want to do more gardening.”
“Tell them you have been offered some work doing a garden. You won’t come into contact with anyone as the owners are away throughout lockdown and need the place kept tidy. Ready for their return once it is over. Tell them you want to make some money and the exercise will be good for you.” I offered. “Then you come and spend the whole day with me…”
“Oh my god… that is brilliant.” He gushed in reply.
I schooled him through the finer points of the plan that would keep it convincing. “Bring a packed lunch in a backpack with a change of clothes.” The tools would be in the garden shed, he didn’t need to have his own. It was worked out to the smallest detail. He could choose his days to work and his hours. Perhaps eventually I thought he could stay over in the owners empty house? I would keep that idea back for now. Tom told his parents and they were delighted that he wanted to do some work. if he didn’t visit shops or come into any contact with people he was free to do it on a trial basis and see if it suited him. Success. He told his parents that he would head off the next morning to arrive at eight. I laughed when he told me that. “You are so horny! You can’t wait!” I said.
He turned up earlier than that. It was no later than 7.30. I was having my breakfast when he rang the bell. I let him in grinning uncontrollably at the sheer triumph of my plan. The sweaty lad stood there in his tight gear. I put the palm of my hand on his little bulge and caressed the tasty sausage that grew there. My other hand found the soaking wet small of his back. We kissed. Our tongues playing as his penis grew. I knelt and yanked his tight shorts down. His teenage erection slapped back against his belly before finding its natural upward angle. I Slobbered all over it with a wet tongue and endless kisses up and down the firm shaft. I licked and tried to suck on his tightening ballsack before inserting the full length in my mouth. Tom was easy for me to take to the root and hold there while my tongue rippled and extended although his intense upward hardness was sometimes a challenge for the back of my palette. It was such a pleasure to keep his dick inside for so long and manipulate his senses. My hands cupped and fondled his slim buttocks and caressed down his thighs to his calves. Eventually my nasal breathing was too much and I let him go, looking up at him with a dribbling wet slutty open mouth. I stood and grabbed his wood like a handle and pulled him to the bedroom.
I had made up straps to tie Tom to my bed. I hadn’t told him so I reassured him that I would take him to ecstasy and back if he would trust me. He looked thrilled and nodded rapidly. I beamed back at him. I tied him in an X shape at first on his back. His cock was so hard I considered not bothering to tie an adjustable ring around it but I just had to do it. His tight balls were shifted up a little as I squeezed the black rubber slider up behind them to the base of his pretty erection. He watched to whole preparation with fascination. I lubed my hand and began to wank him. His cock became purple/red with engorgement and intense sensitivity as I edged him through twists of his hips and arches of his back. His chest and neck blushed. I sucked his tiny nipples and straddled his body to display my erection above his pretty face. I raised his head to help him suck on my shaft but it was all secondary to the beautiful orgasmic torture of his rigid organ. I slipped lubed fingers up and down, my tongue pushed into his piss slit, my cock slapped his penis time and time again as he gasped and moaned. Suddenly I discovered I had gone too far, he was about to blow… I managed to get my mouth over the shining head to take all his Jism and continued to masturbate him right through his orgasm. He writhed and turned his head from side to side and his body seemed to glow with sweat. I observed my lovely subject with wonder and a mouth full of warm teenage semen. “I can’t… It’s too much!” He murmured as he suffered. My tongue moved through his sweet cumload in my mouth exploring his texture and taste before I audibly swallowed and sighed. He stared at me knowing I had kept his cum in my mouth to savour it.
“Quiet now….” I said, “Just thank me when you think it’s the right moment.” He turned his head and closed his eyes “My god!” He whispered.
His cock did soften slightly but remained erect through the continual lubed masturbation. I turned my hand around, used both hands sometimes and caressed his balls. I pushed my middle finger into his anus for a while and felt the squeezing rear of his ringed muscles. I took him close and abandoned him. I slapped his face with my hard on. I kissed him and told him how lovely he was. I was a tender manipulator of his senses. When he was begging to orgasm, unable to take anymore I told him I would bring it on. I kneeled between his splayed legs and held his erection vertically by the ringed base. Then I slapped it. With my open flat hand, fingers stiff like a salute, I slapped sharply at his stiffness. Not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to sting. I love my cock being slapped when erect, it engorges me even more and I wanted Tom to know the tension between a little pain and huge pleasure. I slapped him four, five, six times… his hips raised from the sheets… “Ahhh!” He exclaimed. I slapped once more and his jolting hips spasmed a great thrust and from his steel hard cock a spurt of white cum flew onto his left shoulder. Wide eyed in wonder I stroked his shaft to the base and held my loose fist around him as another six or so beautiful arcs of spunk launched from his loins to splatter his face and neck. I was utterly thrilled to see this fireworks display over his heaving chest. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever witnessed.
I loosened the tie beneath his empty balls and removed the adjustable ring. I took his cock in my mouth for a tender gentle suck before moving up his body. I breathed through my nose as i looked down on the lines of cum. He struggled to watch me greedily lick up every bit of his seed I could get. The extra saltiness from his sweaty skin was an unexpected and enormous turn on. It was as if I was expressing my love through consuming his fluids. Finally I unhitched him from his constraints and kissed him and rubbed my cock against his tummy. I needed to cum and straddled his chest displaying my length. “You have taken every inch of this!” I said. He wrapped his hands around my shaft. “I know!” he replied. “I can’t believe I can do it, but I can, can’t I?” He said proudly. He wanked me with both hands. I was so ready and my cock pulsed a heavy load out over his face straight away. He was surprised and shocked to take his first facial and clumsily continued to stroke me through my climax. I grunted the last thick splash onto his face and took over the jerking. I finished with huge relief as if I hadn’t cum in weeks.
“Wait right there. Don’t you dare move!” I ordered. I needed to photograph his cum covered face. “Pretty as a picture.” I said as I took some snaps. It wasn’t even nine am and Tom had cum twice already. In the shower we were very comfortable with each other. I told him we must have a good breakfast to get our strength up and have a nice chilled out morning together. I was really talking about myself. Unlike Tom I needed some time to get it up again. We put our arms around each other and had a sweet kiss. I instinctively knew Tom liked to be embraced and he became relaxed and tender when I held him.
We ate heartily and watched some crumby morning tele.
“Can’t believe I am here you know. It feels weird.” he said.
“Good weird though yeah?” I replied.
“Oh yeah… yeah. I feel kinda free somehow.” He smiled.
“Well… you are young. You have lots of exploring to do. I’m just glad you are doing it with me.”
I closed the curtains but left the windows open. I sultry breeze and warm light enveloped the apartment. Tom followed me about the place like an adorable pet.
“Undress for me. I would like to see you naked.” Slightly embarrassed, he striped off and stood there with his hands on his boney hips. “Ok?” He joked.
I just wanted to look at him for a while. To take in his slim physic and soft package. I instructed him to walk back and forth while I sat and watched. He strutted comically like he was on a catwalk, swinging his hips and camping it up. I fixed on his sweet slim bum, it’s small cheeks working away for my delight. He stopped in front of me and wiggled his bum with a new found confidence. I reached out and held his hips to stop him moving.
“Legs apart.” I ordered. “Wider!” He did as he was told. “Touch the floor.” I added firmly. His arms reached down and his fingertips balanced him on the carpet. His bum was there for me. I kneeled behind him. The hot breeze fluttered the curtains. His parted buttocks framed his perfect little bum hole. I stuck out my tongue and without touching any other part of his body my tongue made contact with his anus. I twirled and lapped, I pushed and kissed his little star in a reverie of pure joy. I took hold of his hips and kissed him all over his arse as he stood straight up. When he turned around I was delighted to see him sporting a stiff one again. He was grinning like a cheshire cat. I kissed the divine thing on the helmet and said, “Fancy that cute arse being played with?” He took in a full breath and exhaled “Yeees pleeese!”
On the bed Tom got into position straight away. Bum up, head down. He was eager to be seen this way, to display, to be penetrated. I kissed his hole once more and gathered up some items to play with. First I placed my favoured two cock rings on my own tackle and then, with a little lube I slid my index finger into his bum in one move. He sighed with approval. I gave him a quick one finger fuck before lubing up a silicone dildo for some further stretching. This was a girly toy that narrowed in the middle. I marvelled at his ring stretching over the bulb and relaxing begins it. i pulled at his opening as he moaned in gratification. I licked the taut skin of his ring as I pulled. he was truly an obliging plaything. Soon I was ready and the tumid helmet of my mature cock kissed his hungry boy pussy. I shoved myself inside him and the satisfaction was immense. Once we were fucking merrily I asked Tom to grip me as hard as he could and as he clenched I pulled out, not completely but up to the caller of my cock head. “Relax babe.” I instructed. As he did I drove my length deep and we repeated this technique with great satisfaction for some time. nothing is better than from behind but I loved fucking him with his long legs over my shoulders and my hand over his mouth. “Make as much noise as you like, I will stifle it!” I said as I gave him thrust after thrust. I was feeling worn out and Tom’s bum had taken quite a pounding so I spooned him in an embrace. He push-fucked me as if he could fuck all day. “You are a natural bottom Tom. Your pussy fits me like a glove.” He replied “I love it when you call it my pussy.”
I grabbed him and put him on his back. “Hold your legs back.” I fucked with my legs bent, up into his prostate. Contorting his hole as I pushed up. I grabbed his hard on and gave it a few tugs.
“I will cum!” He pleaded. “I know.” I replied. I held his cock still and ground my cock into him. His cum began to bubble at the tip and then spat and dribbled out of him as climax quaked through his guts. I gave him my full length withdrew. I took his cummy dick in my mouth and wolfed down every drop of his load.
“Did you cum inside me?” He asked. “No.” I said. “Dont you want to?” He said confused.
“I like to deny myself babe. It keeps me horny. I want more of you today if you can manage it and I will be spent if I give you a second load now.” He understood and lay back exhausted. We washed up and I insisted he remain naked as we ate lunch. We talked and I told him he was my gay toy boy. He loved being talked about this way.
I gave him hours to recover. I ached for release but kept that to myself. I was used to denial after servicing cock and frankly, I enjoy it. I told him how men often prepare himself for a fucking and gave him some stuff to take with him. I dressed him in some of Harrison’s old knickers and he enjoyed his newfound secret girly identity. My own sexy Tomboy. I had him stand with hands behind his head and spanked his cute bottom then caressed and kissed it better. Working up his naked body I arrived at his mouth and our tongues danced a dirty ballet. I was ready but was Tom?
“Do you want more Tom?” I enquired softly. He looked down and in an almost inaudible voice said, “I want to feel you inside me again.” I hugged him and we moved to the bedroom. I had him positioned on his back and holding his bent legs back with his hands. I kneeled and licked at his hole. He was tender and used. I asked…”Are you sure you want to fuck babe?”
“More than anything!” He responded emphatically. I loved that reply but added, “I don’t want to make hurt you.” Tom wasn’t interested in my concern. “I want to feel sore. I want to be sore because your big cock used my pussy.” Naturally I was aroused by my young lovers words although I did slather lube all over my cock before shafting his divine butt. We were both tired but our day of gay lovemaking finished in blissful deep internal orgasm. My naked cock gently throbbing as I dumped every last aching spurt of thick cream I could produce deep in his back passage. I was exhausted and slipped out of his well fucked sloppy star to sit on the carpet against the bed. Tom eventually stood and staggered a little.
“Well you did ask for it!” I said.
“I feel so… used.” An unsurpassable smile was forming on his face. “Oh god!” He offered camply. “It’s leaking down my leg!”
“Bring that here!” I pointed at his semi which was bouncing around as he tried to squeeze his buttocks and stop the flow. As he stood ready to be sucked I licked the dripping premium from his helmet and told him to “Wank off Tom. Masturbate for me.” He was quite embraced at first despite having just been barebacked and my cum slipping down his thighs. But he got into it and was soon performing well and enjoying my encouraging dirty talk hugely. I told him that when he was ready he was to cum in my mouth and that tipped him over the edge. His fast knuckle work shuffled his cock to a quick conclusion. I took just as much on my face as in my mouth as Tom inexpertly tried to aim his powerful spray onto my tongue. I cleaned him up as he shivered with sensitivity. His forth load of the day was a delicious treat I must say. I cupped his tight sack and looked up at him.
“You made so much lovely cum for me today Tom. Thank you.” He beamed with pride. “I think you have done enough for the day. Well you have certainly deposited enough seed to satisfy me. Go and clean up now” I told him.
While he busied himself in the bathroom I took his bag of spare clothes and enacted my plan. I took his sandwiches out of the Tupperware, ripped a crust off and threw it back in. I rubbed soil on the knees of his jeans and elsewhere and put them back. When he returned dressed in his wonderful tight bike gear I took his hands and massaged soil into his fingertips. Finally I smudged some across his forehead. “There we are.” I cupped his package with the palm of my hand. “You have done a very hard days work Tom. Ask your mum to wash your things.” I kissed him and he responded with passion. “Now go and recover your strength. Let me now when you want to do more gardening.”
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