Sex stories

By the time the young black guy came back down to pick us up, Ismael had been filing my face for a while, alternating between deep-throating me and licking his hairy, sensitive balls, sucking on his dark, purple, almost black glans, sniffing his excitingly musky-smelling hairs before coming back to engulf his impressive cock at the back of my throat.

as soon as he took me in his mouth, he grabbed me by both ears and slid straight down my throat, my nose in his red pubes that smelled of men, and his balls heavy and hanging against my chin: unless he was going to put them in my mouth too, he couldn't go any deeper, I'd never taken a cock like that, it must have been more than twenty-five centimetres long

I was taken, used, and begging for more. I didn't even know how many were around me by the end. Hands everywhere. A mouth on my neck. Fingers pulling me apart, in and out. And always this warmth crushing me, swallowing me up.

When Jack hunkered up higher over the couch and went to work the same way on Peter’s right foot in the way he had with the young man’s left one, beginning by sniffing at the section just under Peter’s toes, to Jack they were Peter’s cheesy smelling toes, Peter stirred again in his rest, this time squirming a bit on the couch and murmuring, “HMMMMMMMM…”
For a moment, Jack stopped what he was doing, and kneeling there looked at his roommate.
“Stay restp bud, please stay restp…” Peter prayed. “Don’t wake up just yet, please…”

“Oh my God,” Peter said to himself, as he stepped into the apartment that he shared with his roommate, Jack. “I am so tired, utterly exhausted. What a day at work, endless phone calls, endless emails with complaints from customers, and then that long ridiculous meeting in my boss’s office with the company’s newest customers. My feeling is, those new customers are going to be very demanding, JEEZ!!! All I want to do right now is rest for maybe an hour or so and then I’ll have a lite dinner. I’m too tired even to cook at that moment.”