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A Trip To Video Store
By: Londebaaz Chohan
I glance at the digital clock on the side table of my bed to see, it is only 7. 00 AM. I look out the window with d****s pulled about 3 inches and I see it is still dark out there like it was supposed to be in early December morning. My erected cock is pressed under me into the bed and aching for attention as much as my overfilled bladder. Having no choice, I growl and roll over to the side of the bed remembering that fucked up Steve did not show up last night. I have him as my faggot boy for over a year now. He is a gem for his beauty and tight ass but as untrustworthy as any bitch anyone would know. He sure needed cock inside him and a big fill with man’s sperm but only if he wanted to and calling him would not be sure play that he will be there, whenever I called him even after he promised with enthusiasm. I have tried to convince myself that he is not my type because; I for one do not masturbate as an alternate. I masturbate only when I am in the mood to masturbate and when I am in the mood to fuck and need some of my faggot boy to show up, I want him to show up and that is almost impossible when I am in the mood to fuck Steve in particular for his fervor and teen tight ass still as good as virgin for casual sex.
I recall, started taking shots of left over Chivas Regal; my other boy toy ex-marine Carlos brought 3 days ago and must have rolled over to bed when he did not show up even late; last night. Standing at the commode, I am thinking of jumping into frozen Lake George, holding my hard Junior to go soft enough to piss through. After done; I get to the kitchen for a sip of water but now I am awake and decide to start the coffee machine instead. It is cold in the kitchen for my all naked body but my dick starts again to be stout and hard like in the bed before.
As the coffee machine takes time, I stroll into the living room and put the TV on; realizing that I had inserted a compilation video in the VCR in anticipation for the arrival of Steve. This is my personal compilation from various videos I have rented, consisting of scenes I enjoyed watching. My hand rolls over my hard nipples as I come out of brain dead state, comprehending that I have been slow stroking my cock. Having seen this many a times, I am in no mood to see it now again although it gets my blood boiling particularly in my boys hanging low with the load of one more day. I think of gay teens in the video, so passionate and esteemed; sperm flying out of their cock holes for the camera to capture the close-up shots. My hand was concentrating on the stretched length but suddenly loses the tempo and my cock hangs down with its shaft curving over the heavy balls and conical head bowed. Very much disappointed; I hold myself up again, trying to bring life back in it; pulling on it and pounding like it was a sledge hammer but with no response again.
I want to do something different but it is so early in the morning. Shit!! My cock is rising once again as I think of it. I rush into the kitchen to pour me a cup of coffee and start slow sipping the lusty and fear mixed thoughts of taking a trip to the video store that is open 24 hours for the convenience of many. I cannot think anything else and quickly pull some track pants and a shirt on; grab my heavy winter jacket and head out. It is a long drive to the store but with almost no traffic I reach there much quickly and start dissecting the titles. I am busy in the boxes but my 6th sense tells me that someone is watching me closely. I ignore the fact that he is there but look through the side of my eye; Oh God! He is very young, nice looking boy for my interests in blue jeans, a T shirt with a parka. He does not seem very tall as I can see his dark black hair cut almost up to his ears. Little late I am bending down to look at the bottom row of videos as he passes behind me to the cash counter. Now I can see, he is very cute white boy I could spend naked hours with and he walks to the door. I rush after him but it is too late and by the time I come out but damn, he is nowhere in sight.
As I sit in the car; I see a small grocery store and decide to take some food for the breakfast. I pull out and park in the grocery lot to pick up bread, peanut butter and walk to towards the deli for the cold cuts. As I make a choice and reach to pick the pack, I crash my elbow with his. “Sorry...” we both say at the same time, turning to each other. It's him. He laughs a bit nervously. He really is cute; I can see his hazel grey eyes in the florescent light of the supermarket. He is grabbing a pack of milk and a carton of eggs.
“Oh! out for some breakfast food” he charms.
I really do not know how to respond and just some words spill out, “Seems to be a common thing”. I point to his carton of eggs.
“I hate to wake up in the morning and have to run out for the very obvious food items for the breakfast instead of being a bit vigilant evening before”.
I find myself lost for words again and turn to leave.
“I live across the street apartment building. Is there any chance; you coming to my apartment for breakfast”? He leaves no doubt and blood rushes into my cold groin, thinking of various possibilities. "Breakfast sounds good. My name is Henry" I say and we head towards the cashier. "I'm Milton", he replies. We pay for our purchases and exit the store. He points to the apartment building across the street and we drive out of the parking to make a U turn to go into his building and off to 19th floor in the brightly lit elevator. Entering the apartment, we place the food on the kitchen counter and I hear him asking me if scrambled eggs were fine and I nod as in yes moving to a side in his kitchen asking if I could help.
“Oh’ you can check, if we have beer in the fridge”, he said as he breaks the eggs in a bowl and asks me to open one bottle of beer.
We share the bottle in silence, standing in the kitchen and watching each other. I ask for anything else I can do?"
"Sure, if you do not mind to put 2 plates and cutlery from that corner cabinet on the table”, he pointed towards the cabinet. I can feel the blushing of my face; is this the beer or the sex, I cannot differentiate nor I care to. Just as the nature would dictate, we both lean towards each other and kiss; our lips and tongues mingle for a quick round of pleasure. My heart beats much faster as the kiss lingers for a while but then he breaks off and tends to the frying pan sizzling on the fire. “I am sorry”, he says. "Don't apologize", I tell him, placing my hand on the back of his neck. "You bet, I have really liked it".
He turns to look at me again, “Suddenly I do not feel like having breakfast”; he says. “How about you"? he asks. “What’s on your mind”, I happily say. “If you please join me, I have not have showered, this morning”, he suggests and we hurry for the bathroom after putting the food in the fridge.
I watched him undresses soon as he enters the bathroom. He extends for my hand as he is sliding his pants off which sends exciting thrills from his naked lower body into my crotch pumping my cock ready for action. He did not have an underwear and he also gets rid of his shirt taking my hands to join his in helping. My hands graze at the tiny patches of hair around his aroused nipples. Soon as his shirt is off his head and our hands are raised in the air, our lips meet again and our bodies move in for an eager duo. My fingers reach behind his neck and march slowly down the spine line. His hands move upfront to grab my stiffening cock and he pumps it gently over the fabric, making me press closer into him. Our kiss lingers and lingers till he slides my shirt over my head. My hands quickly untie my track pants and with a little whisk they fall to the floor. Our bodies are glued together; he thrusts his pelvis causing a delicious rub of our hard dicks with the other.
As we kiss, my arms move around him, stroking the line of his spine. He is holding my stiffening cock and squeezes it gently. I press closer to him, the kiss extending to our whole bodies. With my body pressed to his, he thrusts the middle of his body forward, sliding our now rock hard dicks against each other once again. We get into the tub and he adjusts the water temperature. Slowly, still bending; he pushes back into me as my hands reach for his globes; preventing his ass to be stabbed by my hard as nail cock, poking in front as my extension. Warm water splashes off his back onto my cock and balls and I begin scrubbing his back with soap making the lather to swim down into his ass cheeks. My fingers follow in them cheeks and the long tip eases to first knuckle against the tight puckering.
"Oh, yes," Milton groans softly; "That feels so good."
Taking it as a welcome invitation; my fingers start eagerly prodding around his hole as I kneel down behind him. Clear water running down his back; I draw my long tongue out to reach in to his tight anal ring, making short wet circles; I exhale the warmth on his balloon knot of flesh. Realizing suddenly; one of my hand gets busy massaging his balls and stroking his large cock. My tongue glides in as I push gently and Milton sighs with pleasure. My other hand goes down to squeeze my own stiff erection in a hurry.
“O’ God, Henry; fuck me now please”. I heard him pleading as he turns to shut the water off; turns back to me and goes on knees for cock worshiping with open mouth. My cock is soon engulfed by his wet mouth, only for less than a minute and I hear him, “Henry please go in”.
I make him lean against the wall and kick his ankles to make him open his legs wide. “Reach with your left hand into the drawer under the sink; if you need the lube tube for smooth entry”, I heard Milton. Sensing his plea; I pull the lube out of the drawer and squeeze some out, working it on his sphincter and my hot rod, even pushing a finger inside him to make his innards slippery. Removing my finger; I push and slide quite comfortably into his hole as he squirms to work it further in; asking me to go deeper please.
My helmet fits in as I push little more. I go on my toes but not thrashing hard into his eager hole. Milton quivers, groans slightly and pushes back, forcing me all the way deeper into him with my balls crushed between our joint. I lean over him to grasp his rigid cock; making my first move out and in again in his ass and my hand massaging his pillar in the same rhythm. Martin tilts his neck back as he is panting through his clenched teeth and I kiss him, also moving my dick in and out of his hole. Now my hands are taking liberty to pinch his nipples and kneading his pecs. His hole starts to tremble as my hips start fucking blatantly and grinding against his hole. My thumb and finger encircle his cock just below the helmet picking my pace at both ends to fuck him harder faster and also pleasuring his cock. No more than about 5 minutes of the fuck fest and I hear Milton grunting with utmost pleasure. "Oh God! I'm. I am. Cum. Ahhh fuck me. Cumming." he squirts.
It was one of those utmost painful time to keep my concentration and not let the pressure in my balls get loose while keeping the rhythmic plows going, though at slightly slower pace. Somehow Milton pushes me off his back; just enough that he is no more bending but his back bone is straight while I fuck him up and down instead of in and out. His body is practically raised off the tub floor with each thrust of my sword like curving long thick cock inside him. My hand is milking his swollen cock all along while I pile drive in him. Out of nowhere; Martin’s ass clamps tight on my cock; pushing me over the edge. I feel my cum fly out in his ass while I feel his contraction in my palm, expelling his cum with the force of a fire hose. We both growl and roar like it was meant to be. “Take me Henry”, I hear Milton as I squirt rope after rope of my sperm in his anus and he creates his own puddle in the tub; gradually relaxing his ass grip on my meat bamboo. My knees almost giving up; my body weight increases on his back; we were almost ready to crash down in tandem. Milton quickly leans forward to put my weight on my feet and I feel myself slipping out of him.
Our eyes tight shut but I can feel him turn and we kiss as he says, “Thank you”, in my mouth. “I needed it really bad, Henry”. He sucks my lips and says, “You made it so special for me” and I told him, he was very welcome with my hot cock still erect and pulsing inside him for more.
“Can you do me one more time, in the bed. Let us get out of here”. He said all that in one breath and reached for the towel on the towel rod. We dry each other and he leads me to the bedroom; directing me to lay on my back in his bed. His hot wet mouth wraps my already stiff cock while his hands push my balls from under to take me deep in his throat. I moan with a special tone of mixed pain and pleasure making him slow down. Magic touch of his fingers on my thighs makes my legs tremble with passion, tension rising in my sack. Suddenly he pays attention to my nipples; leaving cock and balls to quiver and shiver for a while. My eyes are closed; as if it were to slow down the waves of orgasm rippling from my balls and I float in the erotic sea of lust. Every slurp of his mouth, moving up and down is heard loudly in my ears while he speaks with my bone still in his mouth, “uck ee ouw, eez”.
Even before I could comprehend that he was saying ‘fuck me now, please’; he squatted over my mid body; his ass hole almost exactly on target for my cock crown and his hands behind him; aiming my missile to launch directly inside his body. His slightly raised curvy bubbles come down in an emergency and he was impaled on my full length. We both groaned as a confirmation of the joint made solid. My movement is very limited but I do bend my knees for the back support of his meat globes and also letting me move my hip up down in his open chute using my feet as a lever. Although it was my second shoot out in less than half an hour but it felt like almost an infinity as we fucked and fucked and fucked harder and faster. Milton’s rectum was feeling excessively soft, due to the milking of my lube drop by drop and getting painted in a thin film coating on his muscular walls. I think Milton felt my cock gaining further length and width inside him almost ripping him and he fell on my chest trying to endure the pain and our lips came together in a wet kiss.
My climax had cascaded and it was impossible to edge and stop the slushy sperm to fly out of my cannon, any second. “I am cummmm…” I could hardly say and the volcano was bursting the lava in Milton’s intestines. The warm, the thick, the viscous juices of mine transferred into Milton’s hungry, thirsty ass folds; splash after splash. I noticed our bodies all soaked wet again with the sweat of our fucking labor. I moved my hips couple of times and Milton’s ass puckering performed the final milking; that is what I remember clearly, Milton still bending over me in a kiss. My juices used up by Milton’s ass for good health.
It did not seem that a long time has passed when I felt a nudge. Fuck! Who was nudging me, I wake up, to see around me in my bedroom but; what the fuck is going on; where am I? “Wake up, Henry boy; it is exactly midday”, I heard the sweet voice of Milton, “I think you came here for breakfast; and the breakfast is being served in the kitchen”.
I rubbed my eyes and smiled; my cock was hard again.
The End. Your comments are appreciated…… Londebaaz Chohan
Jan. 10th, 2019
By: Londebaaz Chohan
I glance at the digital clock on the side table of my bed to see, it is only 7. 00 AM. I look out the window with d****s pulled about 3 inches and I see it is still dark out there like it was supposed to be in early December morning. My erected cock is pressed under me into the bed and aching for attention as much as my overfilled bladder. Having no choice, I growl and roll over to the side of the bed remembering that fucked up Steve did not show up last night. I have him as my faggot boy for over a year now. He is a gem for his beauty and tight ass but as untrustworthy as any bitch anyone would know. He sure needed cock inside him and a big fill with man’s sperm but only if he wanted to and calling him would not be sure play that he will be there, whenever I called him even after he promised with enthusiasm. I have tried to convince myself that he is not my type because; I for one do not masturbate as an alternate. I masturbate only when I am in the mood to masturbate and when I am in the mood to fuck and need some of my faggot boy to show up, I want him to show up and that is almost impossible when I am in the mood to fuck Steve in particular for his fervor and teen tight ass still as good as virgin for casual sex.
I recall, started taking shots of left over Chivas Regal; my other boy toy ex-marine Carlos brought 3 days ago and must have rolled over to bed when he did not show up even late; last night. Standing at the commode, I am thinking of jumping into frozen Lake George, holding my hard Junior to go soft enough to piss through. After done; I get to the kitchen for a sip of water but now I am awake and decide to start the coffee machine instead. It is cold in the kitchen for my all naked body but my dick starts again to be stout and hard like in the bed before.
As the coffee machine takes time, I stroll into the living room and put the TV on; realizing that I had inserted a compilation video in the VCR in anticipation for the arrival of Steve. This is my personal compilation from various videos I have rented, consisting of scenes I enjoyed watching. My hand rolls over my hard nipples as I come out of brain dead state, comprehending that I have been slow stroking my cock. Having seen this many a times, I am in no mood to see it now again although it gets my blood boiling particularly in my boys hanging low with the load of one more day. I think of gay teens in the video, so passionate and esteemed; sperm flying out of their cock holes for the camera to capture the close-up shots. My hand was concentrating on the stretched length but suddenly loses the tempo and my cock hangs down with its shaft curving over the heavy balls and conical head bowed. Very much disappointed; I hold myself up again, trying to bring life back in it; pulling on it and pounding like it was a sledge hammer but with no response again.
I want to do something different but it is so early in the morning. Shit!! My cock is rising once again as I think of it. I rush into the kitchen to pour me a cup of coffee and start slow sipping the lusty and fear mixed thoughts of taking a trip to the video store that is open 24 hours for the convenience of many. I cannot think anything else and quickly pull some track pants and a shirt on; grab my heavy winter jacket and head out. It is a long drive to the store but with almost no traffic I reach there much quickly and start dissecting the titles. I am busy in the boxes but my 6th sense tells me that someone is watching me closely. I ignore the fact that he is there but look through the side of my eye; Oh God! He is very young, nice looking boy for my interests in blue jeans, a T shirt with a parka. He does not seem very tall as I can see his dark black hair cut almost up to his ears. Little late I am bending down to look at the bottom row of videos as he passes behind me to the cash counter. Now I can see, he is very cute white boy I could spend naked hours with and he walks to the door. I rush after him but it is too late and by the time I come out but damn, he is nowhere in sight.
As I sit in the car; I see a small grocery store and decide to take some food for the breakfast. I pull out and park in the grocery lot to pick up bread, peanut butter and walk to towards the deli for the cold cuts. As I make a choice and reach to pick the pack, I crash my elbow with his. “Sorry...” we both say at the same time, turning to each other. It's him. He laughs a bit nervously. He really is cute; I can see his hazel grey eyes in the florescent light of the supermarket. He is grabbing a pack of milk and a carton of eggs.
“Oh! out for some breakfast food” he charms.
I really do not know how to respond and just some words spill out, “Seems to be a common thing”. I point to his carton of eggs.
“I hate to wake up in the morning and have to run out for the very obvious food items for the breakfast instead of being a bit vigilant evening before”.
I find myself lost for words again and turn to leave.
“I live across the street apartment building. Is there any chance; you coming to my apartment for breakfast”? He leaves no doubt and blood rushes into my cold groin, thinking of various possibilities. "Breakfast sounds good. My name is Henry" I say and we head towards the cashier. "I'm Milton", he replies. We pay for our purchases and exit the store. He points to the apartment building across the street and we drive out of the parking to make a U turn to go into his building and off to 19th floor in the brightly lit elevator. Entering the apartment, we place the food on the kitchen counter and I hear him asking me if scrambled eggs were fine and I nod as in yes moving to a side in his kitchen asking if I could help.
“Oh’ you can check, if we have beer in the fridge”, he said as he breaks the eggs in a bowl and asks me to open one bottle of beer.
We share the bottle in silence, standing in the kitchen and watching each other. I ask for anything else I can do?"
"Sure, if you do not mind to put 2 plates and cutlery from that corner cabinet on the table”, he pointed towards the cabinet. I can feel the blushing of my face; is this the beer or the sex, I cannot differentiate nor I care to. Just as the nature would dictate, we both lean towards each other and kiss; our lips and tongues mingle for a quick round of pleasure. My heart beats much faster as the kiss lingers for a while but then he breaks off and tends to the frying pan sizzling on the fire. “I am sorry”, he says. "Don't apologize", I tell him, placing my hand on the back of his neck. "You bet, I have really liked it".
He turns to look at me again, “Suddenly I do not feel like having breakfast”; he says. “How about you"? he asks. “What’s on your mind”, I happily say. “If you please join me, I have not have showered, this morning”, he suggests and we hurry for the bathroom after putting the food in the fridge.
I watched him undresses soon as he enters the bathroom. He extends for my hand as he is sliding his pants off which sends exciting thrills from his naked lower body into my crotch pumping my cock ready for action. He did not have an underwear and he also gets rid of his shirt taking my hands to join his in helping. My hands graze at the tiny patches of hair around his aroused nipples. Soon as his shirt is off his head and our hands are raised in the air, our lips meet again and our bodies move in for an eager duo. My fingers reach behind his neck and march slowly down the spine line. His hands move upfront to grab my stiffening cock and he pumps it gently over the fabric, making me press closer into him. Our kiss lingers and lingers till he slides my shirt over my head. My hands quickly untie my track pants and with a little whisk they fall to the floor. Our bodies are glued together; he thrusts his pelvis causing a delicious rub of our hard dicks with the other.
As we kiss, my arms move around him, stroking the line of his spine. He is holding my stiffening cock and squeezes it gently. I press closer to him, the kiss extending to our whole bodies. With my body pressed to his, he thrusts the middle of his body forward, sliding our now rock hard dicks against each other once again. We get into the tub and he adjusts the water temperature. Slowly, still bending; he pushes back into me as my hands reach for his globes; preventing his ass to be stabbed by my hard as nail cock, poking in front as my extension. Warm water splashes off his back onto my cock and balls and I begin scrubbing his back with soap making the lather to swim down into his ass cheeks. My fingers follow in them cheeks and the long tip eases to first knuckle against the tight puckering.
"Oh, yes," Milton groans softly; "That feels so good."
Taking it as a welcome invitation; my fingers start eagerly prodding around his hole as I kneel down behind him. Clear water running down his back; I draw my long tongue out to reach in to his tight anal ring, making short wet circles; I exhale the warmth on his balloon knot of flesh. Realizing suddenly; one of my hand gets busy massaging his balls and stroking his large cock. My tongue glides in as I push gently and Milton sighs with pleasure. My other hand goes down to squeeze my own stiff erection in a hurry.
“O’ God, Henry; fuck me now please”. I heard him pleading as he turns to shut the water off; turns back to me and goes on knees for cock worshiping with open mouth. My cock is soon engulfed by his wet mouth, only for less than a minute and I hear him, “Henry please go in”.
I make him lean against the wall and kick his ankles to make him open his legs wide. “Reach with your left hand into the drawer under the sink; if you need the lube tube for smooth entry”, I heard Milton. Sensing his plea; I pull the lube out of the drawer and squeeze some out, working it on his sphincter and my hot rod, even pushing a finger inside him to make his innards slippery. Removing my finger; I push and slide quite comfortably into his hole as he squirms to work it further in; asking me to go deeper please.
My helmet fits in as I push little more. I go on my toes but not thrashing hard into his eager hole. Milton quivers, groans slightly and pushes back, forcing me all the way deeper into him with my balls crushed between our joint. I lean over him to grasp his rigid cock; making my first move out and in again in his ass and my hand massaging his pillar in the same rhythm. Martin tilts his neck back as he is panting through his clenched teeth and I kiss him, also moving my dick in and out of his hole. Now my hands are taking liberty to pinch his nipples and kneading his pecs. His hole starts to tremble as my hips start fucking blatantly and grinding against his hole. My thumb and finger encircle his cock just below the helmet picking my pace at both ends to fuck him harder faster and also pleasuring his cock. No more than about 5 minutes of the fuck fest and I hear Milton grunting with utmost pleasure. "Oh God! I'm. I am. Cum. Ahhh fuck me. Cumming." he squirts.
It was one of those utmost painful time to keep my concentration and not let the pressure in my balls get loose while keeping the rhythmic plows going, though at slightly slower pace. Somehow Milton pushes me off his back; just enough that he is no more bending but his back bone is straight while I fuck him up and down instead of in and out. His body is practically raised off the tub floor with each thrust of my sword like curving long thick cock inside him. My hand is milking his swollen cock all along while I pile drive in him. Out of nowhere; Martin’s ass clamps tight on my cock; pushing me over the edge. I feel my cum fly out in his ass while I feel his contraction in my palm, expelling his cum with the force of a fire hose. We both growl and roar like it was meant to be. “Take me Henry”, I hear Milton as I squirt rope after rope of my sperm in his anus and he creates his own puddle in the tub; gradually relaxing his ass grip on my meat bamboo. My knees almost giving up; my body weight increases on his back; we were almost ready to crash down in tandem. Milton quickly leans forward to put my weight on my feet and I feel myself slipping out of him.
Our eyes tight shut but I can feel him turn and we kiss as he says, “Thank you”, in my mouth. “I needed it really bad, Henry”. He sucks my lips and says, “You made it so special for me” and I told him, he was very welcome with my hot cock still erect and pulsing inside him for more.
“Can you do me one more time, in the bed. Let us get out of here”. He said all that in one breath and reached for the towel on the towel rod. We dry each other and he leads me to the bedroom; directing me to lay on my back in his bed. His hot wet mouth wraps my already stiff cock while his hands push my balls from under to take me deep in his throat. I moan with a special tone of mixed pain and pleasure making him slow down. Magic touch of his fingers on my thighs makes my legs tremble with passion, tension rising in my sack. Suddenly he pays attention to my nipples; leaving cock and balls to quiver and shiver for a while. My eyes are closed; as if it were to slow down the waves of orgasm rippling from my balls and I float in the erotic sea of lust. Every slurp of his mouth, moving up and down is heard loudly in my ears while he speaks with my bone still in his mouth, “uck ee ouw, eez”.
Even before I could comprehend that he was saying ‘fuck me now, please’; he squatted over my mid body; his ass hole almost exactly on target for my cock crown and his hands behind him; aiming my missile to launch directly inside his body. His slightly raised curvy bubbles come down in an emergency and he was impaled on my full length. We both groaned as a confirmation of the joint made solid. My movement is very limited but I do bend my knees for the back support of his meat globes and also letting me move my hip up down in his open chute using my feet as a lever. Although it was my second shoot out in less than half an hour but it felt like almost an infinity as we fucked and fucked and fucked harder and faster. Milton’s rectum was feeling excessively soft, due to the milking of my lube drop by drop and getting painted in a thin film coating on his muscular walls. I think Milton felt my cock gaining further length and width inside him almost ripping him and he fell on my chest trying to endure the pain and our lips came together in a wet kiss.
My climax had cascaded and it was impossible to edge and stop the slushy sperm to fly out of my cannon, any second. “I am cummmm…” I could hardly say and the volcano was bursting the lava in Milton’s intestines. The warm, the thick, the viscous juices of mine transferred into Milton’s hungry, thirsty ass folds; splash after splash. I noticed our bodies all soaked wet again with the sweat of our fucking labor. I moved my hips couple of times and Milton’s ass puckering performed the final milking; that is what I remember clearly, Milton still bending over me in a kiss. My juices used up by Milton’s ass for good health.
It did not seem that a long time has passed when I felt a nudge. Fuck! Who was nudging me, I wake up, to see around me in my bedroom but; what the fuck is going on; where am I? “Wake up, Henry boy; it is exactly midday”, I heard the sweet voice of Milton, “I think you came here for breakfast; and the breakfast is being served in the kitchen”.
I rubbed my eyes and smiled; my cock was hard again.
The End. Your comments are appreciated…… Londebaaz Chohan
Jan. 10th, 2019
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