I really like the stories because you get first hand the intense feelings that good sex always rewards gay relationships! Some times it's love, sometimes it's casual, sometimes you regret later that YOU didn't say, "I love you so much.." But there are intense feelings always. I have to laugh at myself because I wouldn't invite a guy to move in or at least try out living together - for reasons that seem absurd or petty today,
Thanks for your inspiration and keep up the good work!
I had just come home from the university and was still unpacking my bag when my neighbor boy Sven knocked on the back door. He was standing there together with what later turned out to be a classmate. It had been two months since Sven's last visit. That visit had been less pleasant for him. Of course I'd seen him on the street and in their backyard and greeted him in an attempt to strike up a conversation, but the latter hadn't quite worked out. That's why I was extra happy that he reported back now. Admittedly with a chaperone, but I gladly took that into the bargain. It was just another reason to be extra careful with what I had to say.
Sven and I first talked about small things and the weather as if nothing had happened between the two of us. The classmate stared back at us a little and said nothing. He didn't really belong, as far as I was concerned. My attention went to Sven; After all, I still had something to make up for and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. Perhaps it was because I briefly looked at the classmate that Sven started introducing him. His name was Robin, was in his class and happened to be visiting them. I think I had seen him before with his bicycle in the neighbor’s driveway a week earlier when he and Sven said goodbye. Because of corona we didn't shake hands and introduced ourselves to each other like this. He called me very politely 'sir'. Robin was a quiet EMO boy with long black straight hair, combed to the side and draped over his forehead. Wearing skinny jeans and a nostril piercing. At first sight, not nearly as interesting as Sven. Although I could see that he had put up some makeup and painted his fingernails black.
I offered them to sit at the dining table. But because I continued to unpack my bag and Sven remained standing by the fridge, Robin didn't sit down either. The conversation between Sven and me continued and I started talking about how he hadn't visited me for a while. In vague terms, I hinted that I was sorry for what had happened the last time (although I didn't really), and that I hoped he would visit me more often. Then I saw Sven and Robin looking at each other and realized that the two boys had been talking about me. Robin probably knew what had happened. Somehow, that surprised me the most. I had counted on Sven not to tell anyone about our secret. The first thing that came to my mind now was that Robin had been invited along so that Sven now could blame me. And he would be a witness and help in case things got out of hand.
When those accusations didn't come I started to wonder where else they came for and whether Sven and Robin might be good friends themselves. Cautiously I started to investigate that with some innocent questions. Robin’s movements had loosened up a bit. Turned his upper body slightly every now and then and his answers grew longer than a few words. With a little imagination there was even the beginning of a smile on his lips. He told me that he had seen me on the sports field a few times before. I really couldn't remember. ‘Are you more than just classmates and friends?’ I asked Robin. Sven looked straight at him. ‘What do you mean?’ was Robin's answer. ‘Well, have you two ever dated each other?’ Robin could have easily turned around that, because there are so many things they can do together: cycling, fishing, doing homework… There are hundreds of innocent things they could do together. Surprising, therefore, was his answer: ‘Kissing, you mean?’ ‘Yes, for example’ I replied.’ No’, that hadn't happened. Yet now I knew I was heading in the right direction because Robin himself came up with that subject.
‘But would you like that?’ I continued. I also looked at Sven. He just smiled and wisely kept his mouth shut. ‘Maybe’ Robin said indifferently. There was a moment of silence, hoping the two boys would act. But unfortunately that didn't happen. I got a dry mouth and poured us a drink. That gave me some time to think about a next question that would help me get Sven more involved in this conversation. He was clearly enjoying the inconvenience with which Robin answered my questions. ‘Have you ever seen Robin naked?’ I attacked him smiling. His first reaction was a loud laugh. ‘Yes,’ he happened to see him naked while changing after exercise. ‘And did you like it?’ I continued unabashedly. ‘Yeah,’ Sven responded a little frugally. Rocking his head a little while doing that. That could mean “yes” and “no”. Now suddenly they were both looking at me with serious faces. There had to be something; you could just feel that. Time to ask Robin another question: ‘Did Sven tell you what happened here last time?’ The answer took a while, but then he admitted that Sven had told him about it. There was another second of silence.
It seemed unlikely, but the feeling slowly crept over me that Robin might have a crush on me. That he wanted to experience something like that too. He started blushing a little too. The safest thing for me was simply to wait for the boys to let me know what was on their mind. But it didn't get beyond some nervous giggles at each other. I understood that I needed to take charge myself if I wanted to prevent them from leaving again. The three of us stood in silence in my kitchen with our drinking glasses in hand. Robin is gay; I had no doubts about that. But I wasn't yet so sure about Sven. Had he just come here as a mediator for his classmate? That would be weird. On the other hand, I would have loved it if the two made their first love together in my bedroom and I could witness it. And, if necessary, give directions. At that time it was still unclear to me what the boys came for.
‘You both can use my bedroom’ I offered. ‘No, that's not necessary’ Sven responded immediately with a disapproving smile. Apparently I wasn't warm there. But then what? My heart raced like that of a marathon runner. This was unbelievable. An unknown boy who comes to me of his own accord. It shouldn’t get any crazier. Robin looked at Sven. It seemed to me he wanted something and sought his help with it. However, Sven calmly drank from his glass with an attitude: “I don't belong to this”. Whatever it was, I just hoped that Sven would get involved. I've longed for him so long. Many masturbation sessions I had devoted to my boy next door since that hot summer day. ‘Do you want me to go upstairs with you?’ I proposed then. Robin was again ashamed and shy. ‘Yes, he does,’ Sven answered for him. I put my empty glass on the counter and looked in disbelieve at Robin. At first he avoided my gaze but finally looked at me questioningly. ‘Come here!’ I commanded him. Robin shuffled a little closer. ‘On your knees!’ He did so obediently. He smiled nervously; this was clearly what he wanted. I looked at Sven again. For a moment I considered asking him the same thing. But I saw I didn't stand a chance there.
The dirty talk with the boys had turned me on a bit. I rotated my crotch to Robin's head and gave him permission to open my pants. He started the job with two hands, hesitating. But he wanted to. That was obvious. After he opened my pants, he carefully stroke and kissed the bulge made by my half-stiff cock in my underpants. ‘Go ahead!’ I encouraged him. Sven looked at this spectacle with incredulous eyes. I extended my hand to him to come closer. He did that so he could see better what was going on, but stayed at a safe distance. Robin needed no further instructions. My cock was taken out from the underpants and my glance disappeared into his mouth with an approving growl. In no time my cock was fully erected. With one hand on his head, I amplified the movements. Robin moaned approvingly.
Robin's lips felt great. He knew how it’s done. Like an accomplished pornstar he got my cock wet and jerked off his hand.His mouth and tongue worked every inch of my cock. When I felt it wouldn't be long, I broke it off. I hold his head still by his hair. It was just in time. Robin was waiting with his mouth open. I bet a few more strokes of masturbation would have been enough, but I wanted more. I wanted Sven. ‘Let's go upstairs?’ I suggested. I helped Robin to his feet and with a hand around his waist I forced him towards the stairs. Sven came after us. ‘If you're going with us, you're joining! Otherwise you'd better wait down here’ I bluffed. Of course I wanted Sven to come with me. I could live with it if he just watched, but I preferred to get him involved. I went ahead of them on the stairs.
In the bedroom Robin and I fell into each other's arms and we kissed passionately. Robin hung limp in my left arm, his lower body pressed tightly against me. He was horny. Over his shoulder, I watched Sven looking at us. The moment he wanted to pass us to sit on the bed, I grabbed his arm. I didn't force anything and only stopped him at first. After that I managed to guide him a little closer toward us without force and I was able to put an arm around his hip. There was hardly any resistance. Then I kissed Sven too; only briefly. For the first time. We had never kissed before. Not even during birthdays. Apparently kissing was ok now.At my insistence, the two boys also kissed each other. Meanwhile Robin's hand was back in my pants and had a firm grip on my hard pole. We made a covenant. What happens in the bedroom would remain a secret. And Sven could stay although he made clear he was not going to participate.
With one hand Robin had lifted his shirt so that his abdomen was exposed and I could caress it. I slit my hands under his armpits and moved the shirt out over his head. The first thing I noticed was the hairless armpits of the boy. Not a single hair was visible on his entire torso. I stroke the soft, smooth chest and belly, taking Sven's hand with me. Robin kissed Sven one more time. It was so beautiful to witness. When they were done with that, I let Robin hang a bit back in my arm so I could have a better look at his lower body. An elevation was clearly visible in the tight pants. The boy was excited. No doubt about that. I stroked him and commanded with whispering voice: “Take off your trousers!” Robin managed to surprise me again when he apologized: “I am not wearing any underwear”. As if that mattered.
It may have meant nothing, but it gave me the impression that we were not dealing with a chance coincidence and that this was all pre-planned. At least as far as Robin was concerned. I let him fall backwards on the bed and started to unbutton the pants myself. A slender, slightly curved erection awaited us. With a normal length for a boy his age. Sven’s cock had been bigger. And as I expected, the pubic hair had also been removed. Leaving only a dark glow where it ones must had been. The boy came prepared. Now it was my turn to spoil him orally.
I had released Sven in the process and he sat down on the head of the bed watching us. At ease I spoil Robin's cock orally and made sure Sven could see what we were doing. After a few minutes I asked Sven to kneel beside me next to the bed. I had to ask a second time with a raised voice, but then he obeyed. I let him jerk off his friends cock. There was no way I could move Sven to take his friend's cock in his mouth. That was too gay for him. Together we brought Robin to an orgasm. Sven was visibly surprised and glad to see how Robin enjoyed it.
Then I sent Sven to the nightstand on the other side of the bed. There were things in the drawer that I had already laid out for him a long time ago. Sven took them out one by one. A silicone dildo with a pointed imitation head, condoms, a tube of lubricant, a doggy tail still new in the package and some loose toys that I bought via the internet. And finally an already called pack of tissues.’ Let's start with the lubricant’. For that I forced Robin's legs up. Sven was kneeling on the bed behind Robin's head and was helping me by holding Robin by the ankles. With my wet fingers I massaged the chemically depilated anus. Right away two of my fingers slid all the way in with ease. Robin moaned with pleasure.
The dildo got also well lubricated. Due to its tapered head, it slid into the ass quite easily. It was thicker than my two fingers and had imitation veins on the sides. That probably made the feeling slightly different. And Robin showed us that too. He howled with every movement of the dildo. Then I asked Sven to take over the toy. He had to hang over Robin a bit for that. It looked like a position 69 with Sven on top. Sven enjoyed his new job. He beamed as he moved the dildo in and out. The front of his pants was clearly under tension. When Robin also made a licking movement towards the fly, I knew what to do. I urged him to open his friend's pants. Moments later he had Sven's long cock in his mouth and they were spoiling each other. I participated by jerking Robin's cock.
This went on for several minutes. Sven started riding Robin's head after I pulled his pants down a bit as far as the spread legs allowed. His cock plunged deep into Robin's throat. To see Sven's bulging buttocks go up and down with his dancing hip movements on the bed was beautiful to see. I quickly grabbed the tube of lubricant and started to rub his anus as well. Sven gave me an ugly look and leaned back. No, he was not ready for this. He probably still feared I’m too big for him. Even with lots of lubricant. ‘Calm down, I'm not doing anything’ I said as relaxed as possible. Then I took the package with the doggy tail and ripped it open. I also lubricated it. Now Sven looked at me a bit friendlier. This seemed exciting to him. I could go on and massaged his anus with lubricant and some spit. When I felt him relax, I pushed the doggy tail in. It suited him perfectly. It was so funny to watch. When Sven shook his ass demonstratively, the tail wagged.
The boys went on with what they were doing. I couldn’t stand to just watch this scene uselessly too long. So I also undressed completely and took position next to Sven's head. First he smiled, but immediately withdrew to make it clear once again that he didn't want to touch me. Robin had to let go of his cock and now rolled on its side to focus on mine.While Robin was spoiling my cock, I quietly instructed Sven to get off the bed, undress completely and put on a condom. He refused; kneeling on the other side of the bed he watched my hard erection slide up and down in Robin's mouth at a leisurely pace. Then suddenly he bends over to the nightstand to grab a condom. For a moment I thought he changed his mind, but then he throws me the condom. He knew what his friend wants. Robin had stopped sucking me. I tried once more by asking Robin who should fuck him; ‘Sven or me?’ I assumed that would happen anyway. Non-verbally, Sven made it clear to him that he wasn't going to do that. By then he had already put on his underpants again. So it was up to me.
I took the condom out of the package, rolled it over my hard cock and lubricated it liberally. There was nothing left for me but to take his place behind Robin who was still lying on his back. He already excitedly pulled his legs up again. Sven helped by holding them up. Meanwhile I removed the Dildo which has been in his ass all the time. Carefully I pressed my cock into the stretched hole. ‘Look Sven, it doesn't hurt’ I explained. Robin reacted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The boy's pussy felt great. The warm pinching flesh around my head made me forget everything else. After a minute or so, Robin reached out with his hand and grasped my neck. He wanted to be kissed while I fucked him. It made me forget all about Sven. ‘Ooooh.’ While Robin and I kissed, I fucked him at a slow pace long and deep. I tried my best to enjoy it as long as possible. But at some point there was no stopping it. I felt an orgasm coming. I quickly removed the condom and sprayed on Robin's stomach. Sven wrinkled his nose when he saw Robert smear my cum up his ass with his fingers.
When we cleaned ourselves afterwards, I told Sven that he could keep the doggy tail and the tube of lube. That is, if I could plug it out the next day. Sven said nothing. To Robin I told he could come back anytime if his ass itches him. So who knows? There may be a third chapter if there is enough interest.
Sven is my neighbor. He has been visiting me regularly for several years now. Away from his mother who “constantly nags him”. During that time I watched Sven grow from an insecure boy to the handsome adolescent he is today. At first he only came to pick up his football in the yard. Now it is mainly because he has learned that there are always exiting things to be found in my house; magazines, BelAmi photobooks, old VHS videos etc. Or he just hangs out to chat. It is nice to have him around and to hear what young people are doing during the corona times. I think Sven likes to come because he feels comfortable with me. Knowing I’m gay is no problem for him.
Last summer, during one of the hottest days of the heat wave, he came walking around the back wearing only his orange gym shorts and beach flip flops. In that time the corona restrictions were relaxed. I had blinded the window at the back of the house against the sun. ‘’Phuu, it’s hot outside. Here it’s better’, he told me. I also walked in my swimming trunks. I poured us a glass of lemonade and got two ice creams from the freezer. ’I found these in the supermarket,’ I explained him. ‘With this weather they will taste good.’ Sven didn’t have much to say that day. Life was standing still. Even the beach was too far to cycle to. Ever since he entered, I’ve noticed that Sven was staring at my chest hair, my belly and swimming trunks. In my opinion there was nothing much to see; everything was there in siesta too.
We plopped down on the couch. Sven lay down on his back and I was able to find a spot at the end of his tucked up legs. Sven has rather large feet. I pretended they had my attention, but in the meantime I looked between his knees into the trouser legs of his gym shorts. There seems to be a relation between big feet, long fingers and other body parts. I was looking for signs to confirm that theory. Sven had beautiful, sun-tanned legs with white down hear. In his trouser legs I could just see the transition to the white skin where the sun was not allowed to shine.
A drop of cream from his ice cream had spilled onto his chest. When it’s been there for a while, I wet a finger, bended over him, smeared it and brought it to my mouth. Sven was horrified, but tilted his ice cream cone to let a second drop fall. This time on his stomach. I smiled and removed it again with my finger. Because of all this my right hand accidentally ended up on this left knee. When I realized that I started to caress it gently. It felt good to touch his warm body. Sven looked at me with a mischievous smile. But that didn’t stop me. My hand slid down somewhat nonchalantly to caress this smooth left thigh on the inside. His smile had now given way to a more serious look.
Still, Sven apparently didn’t mind me touching him so intimately, because without being asked, he spread his leg slightly aside against the back of the couch. It seemed like a deal; because he got an ice cream, I could caress his leg. While we continued to eat our ice cream, I kept on calmly stroking his smooth thigh and pretended it was a normal thing for me to touch a boy like that. Of course it isn’t and in my swimming trunks it started to get restless. Sven was also a bit excited about what was happening. A small tent had arisen in his gym shorts which had not there a moment before. Through he slightly open trouser leg I got a beautiful view of his inner pants that closed loosely around his leg with an elastic edge. To tease him a bit, I slowly slid my fingers down into his pant leg to touch that edge. There was still no resistance from Sven. Although I came close to the taboo zone. He did then looked straight at me. It seemed he was challenging me to move on. See if I dare.
Well, not so directly. But with my fingers I push down the thin fabric of his gym shorts around the resulting tent. Without touching the immediate cause of the tent. The contour of his half-hard excitement became even more clearly visible. I liked it already. But it got even better when I boldly started stroking the tight fabric with my fingertips. In no time I witnessed how his cock grew and got harder. Then Sven had to gasp for breath when I placed my flat hand on his shorts. He looked at me in amazement and in disbelief.
I massaged his cock into an erection over the dust of his pants. The length of his cock confirmed the theory about the big feet. I got a bit confused myself. I could not have dreamed of this in my wildest imagination. I amazed myself with my daring. And it felt great. It was without a doubt a beautiful big cock. Especially for a boy of that age. It took me a moment to get myself together, but then I dared to ask him a question: ‘Have you ever had a blow job?’ Sven shook his head with sparkling eyes. And a few seconds later he also answered verbally: ‘No.’ He had never had a blowjob. It was cute to see how much effort it took him to give that answer. He even blushed a little.
“Now I have to keep going” flashed through my head. Again a few long precious seconds hesitantly passed. But then I leant over to grab the top of his gym shorts. Sven immediately understood my intention. Perhaps because of the cheeky question I asked him. First he raised his hips so that I could slide the shorts towards his knees. Then he lay down again to stretch his legs above me. We worked together as a team to completely remove the few clothes he was wearing. With that, the boy lay stark naked beside me on the couch. A nice, slim, straight and quite long erection flanked by a beautiful thin tuft of pubic hair rested on his lower abdomen. A hard glans popped out of the foreskin.
Sven was at least as horny as I was. When I gently moved his foreskin up and down when two fingers, a string was already leaking from his pee hole. I knelt beside the couch, took the young cock in my mouth and started sucking it. Sven loved it and was initially dead still. With one hand I stroke his beautiful belly and chest. Only when he had some time to get used to it, did he start to bump gently with his hip movements. After that it didn’t take long until the boy came in my mouth. I sucked it empty to the last drop. He tasted sweet.
Should Sven have thought that this was the end of the matter, then he was mistaken. I turned him over so that he was only half on the couch. One leg up on it, and the other thigh straight down along the front. A virgin boy’s pussy beckoned me to rim extensively in the white, splayed buttocks. Sven had lifted his head with closed eyes and endured it all impotently and moaned.He was inexperienced and cramped, I notice when I massaged his sphincter with my thumb. Too tight, but I tried it anyway. I wetted his anus with spit as best I could. Within a second I got up and took off my swimming trunks. Sven looks over his shoulder enthusiastically as I also wet my big stiff cock with spit. ‘Oh yes, oh yes!” he sighed. He probably thought he could handle me, but had no idea what to expect.
That soon became clear to him as my thick cock head split open his soft, warm flesh. Sven immediately realized that he bit off more than he could chew, and tried to stop me. He didn’t stand a chance. I was too excited to back off now. I paused long to get him used to me. Then slowly my cock inexorably penetrated deeper into his slender body. At the same time I pushed his protesting hand away on the couch. ‘No, no…,’ Sven screamed as my big cock moved up and down inside him. His pussy got slowly getting wetter and smoother. I guess it was my precum. It went easier now. Once again Sven tried to get up. But my two hands around his waist pressed him, with hollow back, into the cough, forcing his anus in a perfect direction. It helped; Sven relaxed and gave in. With deep thrusts I fucked his well-tested hole until I came inside him.
We were both sweaty from the heat and exertion. Afterwards, Sven did not know how quickly he should put his gym shorts back on. First he looked at me accusingly. It had clearly hurt him. Strangely enough, he didn’t leave right away. But he did stay away from me. Even after I put on my swimming trucks again and my erection had decreased. ‘Next time you may blow me’ I promised him. ‘And then I’ll take care that it all gets much smoother and painless’.I noticed disbelief in his eyes. After a few minutes of chatting and a visit to the toilet, I got the impression that Sven was satisfied with what had happened. Still I hadn’t seen him at my house for two months since then. Then suddenly he was back at my back door again. Together with a classmate.
I did this my cousin: he had a beautiful body but a small tail. I liked playing with his balls and to go back and forth between his little tail and his balls. Then I took care of his pussy with my wet tongue which made these characteristic noises. He was so beautiful, even more beautiful when I put my line of sperm on his face. damn bitch! He was licking my ass and I loved doing the same. after multiple sex sessions, I never failed to taste his juice and sometimes I used his squirt to lubricate his little asshole to pound him more effectively :) I was 18 at the time and he was 15. My cock was already well formed. This little slut could not help licking my cock, sucking it, kissing it and tasting its juice after an effective blowjob. A greedy whore hungry for big cocks! I used this cock thirsty filthy whore to create a fuck symphony. I remember like it was yesterday our fuck sessions, his slutty moans when I poked his tight pussy. My penis still remembers the tortuous path built tenderly and with love to his anus. His cock swayed as I fucked him ... Slutty and nasty! I took advantage that we locked ourselves in my room to discover our respective tails. At each of our meetings, our cocks had to come out of their underpants and be treated with love. He was still impressed by the beauty of my nutt. He loves to spin his tongue around, taste my precum and stroke it over and over again.
3 years ago
the other day I went into home Depot and sat down at the last stall.. as I look into the middle stall I could see the shadow of someone masturbating! His head was up against the wall so I look to the crack all I can see was is blonde hair! But staring at his shadow made me and curious! I could tell from the shadow that it was a big penis that dude just masturbating! I tap my foot to get his attention he returned by tapping his foot! That was my signal has everything is cool in time for him to squat down to his knees and shove that long penis under me the stall.. within seconds that thing was deep into my mouth and I don't know how long he has been masturbating but, 10 seconds after being in my mouth I could feel his juice pumping up through his shaft and I get to taste the beautiful load of sperm pump 6 times into my mouth I almost choked! I will not let it go as he pulled away I could hear him moaning as he squeezed one last drop out I can see the little tiny puddle on the floor in his stall!! Meanwhile, I was too masturbating. I know he was pulling up and getting ready to leave so I did the same I left my stall first and went over to the sink to freshen up with the taste of his sperm still wonderful in my mouth! Suddenly, his door open and he walked out with a big smile on his face! I was shocked at first, as he replied, thanks dude that felt wonderful! I answered him, I said you are welcome you have a beautiful penis awesome cut head!! Best friend taste wonderful ...I watch him washing his face in hands and I could not help notice how young he looked! So I asked him his age? And he replied, I am 14 years old! Wow, I said to him are you kidding me? It's no problem I won't tell anyone if you don't! I know I made him happy! Before he's leaving the bathroom he told me he comes there quite often this is where he likes to shoot his load for any daddy who wants it! He said I hope I will see you again! I just smiled as he walked out of the bathroom! ????
3 years ago
the pure and natural pleasure of a boy and myself molesting each other at a early age was 12 years old he was 14 years old! We will always get away from our other friends finally secret place outdoors to quando and explore with each other! My friend taught me how to masturbate and when I was about to squirt my orgasm, he would let me do it in his mouth! He told me that is how his uncle taught him! And I was so happy to learn much much more! I would try to penetrate his ass with my young 6-in penis, but was not too good at doing that yet! We would mostly masturbate and suck each other penis each time we will get better at it! My friends orgasm would be much more than mine but he always love the taste of my sperm going into his mouth! And I would not take his sperm all the time into my mouth! But as young boys we had so much fun that help us learn a lot more! Thank God for my friends uncle who would enjoy molesting him quite often and one time he enjoyed molesting me and my friend when we were up his house!! It was awesome for two young boys to learn so much pleasure at a early age! ????
I really like the stories because you get first hand the intense feelings that good sex always rewards gay relationships! Some times it's love, sometimes it's casual, sometimes you regret later that YOU didn't say, "I love you so much.." But there are intense feelings always. I have to laugh at myself because I wouldn't invite a guy to move in or at least try out living together - for reasons that seem absurd or petty today,
Thanks for your inspiration and keep up the good work!
Nice blog! Nice stories! Sadly my english isn't so good to write novels, greets Alfi
Sven, my neighbor boy – 2.
I had just come home from the university and was still unpacking my bag when my neighbor boy Sven knocked on the back door. He was standing there together with what later turned out to be a classmate. It had been two months since Sven's last visit. That visit had been less pleasant for him. Of course I'd seen him on the street and in their backyard and greeted him in an attempt to strike up a conversation, but the latter hadn't quite worked out. That's why I was extra happy that he reported back now. Admittedly with a chaperone, but I gladly took that into the bargain. It was just another reason to be extra careful with what I had to say.
Sven and I first talked about small things and the weather as if nothing had happened between the two of us. The classmate stared back at us a little and said nothing. He didn't really belong, as far as I was concerned. My attention went to Sven; After all, I still had something to make up for and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. Perhaps it was because I briefly looked at the classmate that Sven started introducing him. His name was Robin, was in his class and happened to be visiting them. I think I had seen him before with his bicycle in the neighbor’s driveway a week earlier when he and Sven said goodbye. Because of corona we didn't shake hands and introduced ourselves to each other like this. He called me very politely 'sir'. Robin was a quiet EMO boy with long black straight hair, combed to the side and draped over his forehead. Wearing skinny jeans and a nostril piercing. At first sight, not nearly as interesting as Sven. Although I could see that he had put up some makeup and painted his fingernails black.
I offered them to sit at the dining table. But because I continued to unpack my bag and Sven remained standing by the fridge, Robin didn't sit down either. The conversation between Sven and me continued and I started talking about how he hadn't visited me for a while. In vague terms, I hinted that I was sorry for what had happened the last time (although I didn't really), and that I hoped he would visit me more often. Then I saw Sven and Robin looking at each other and realized that the two boys had been talking about me. Robin probably knew what had happened. Somehow, that surprised me the most. I had counted on Sven not to tell anyone about our secret. The first thing that came to my mind now was that Robin had been invited along so that Sven now could blame me. And he would be a witness and help in case things got out of hand.
When those accusations didn't come I started to wonder where else they came for and whether Sven and Robin might be good friends themselves. Cautiously I started to investigate that with some innocent questions. Robin’s movements had loosened up a bit. Turned his upper body slightly every now and then and his answers grew longer than a few words. With a little imagination there was even the beginning of a smile on his lips. He told me that he had seen me on the sports field a few times before. I really couldn't remember. ‘Are you more than just classmates and friends?’ I asked Robin. Sven looked straight at him. ‘What do you mean?’ was Robin's answer. ‘Well, have you two ever dated each other?’ Robin could have easily turned around that, because there are so many things they can do together: cycling, fishing, doing homework… There are hundreds of innocent things they could do together. Surprising, therefore, was his answer: ‘Kissing, you mean?’ ‘Yes, for example’ I replied.’ No’, that hadn't happened. Yet now I knew I was heading in the right direction because Robin himself came up with that subject.
‘But would you like that?’ I continued. I also looked at Sven. He just smiled and wisely kept his mouth shut. ‘Maybe’ Robin said indifferently. There was a moment of silence, hoping the two boys would act. But unfortunately that didn't happen. I got a dry mouth and poured us a drink. That gave me some time to think about a next question that would help me get Sven more involved in this conversation. He was clearly enjoying the inconvenience with which Robin answered my questions. ‘Have you ever seen Robin naked?’ I attacked him smiling. His first reaction was a loud laugh. ‘Yes,’ he happened to see him naked while changing after exercise. ‘And did you like it?’ I continued unabashedly. ‘Yeah,’ Sven responded a little frugally. Rocking his head a little while doing that. That could mean “yes” and “no”. Now suddenly they were both looking at me with serious faces. There had to be something; you could just feel that. Time to ask Robin another question: ‘Did Sven tell you what happened here last time?’ The answer took a while, but then he admitted that Sven had told him about it. There was another second of silence.
It seemed unlikely, but the feeling slowly crept over me that Robin might have a crush on me. That he wanted to experience something like that too. He started blushing a little too. The safest thing for me was simply to wait for the boys to let me know what was on their mind. But it didn't get beyond some nervous giggles at each other. I understood that I needed to take charge myself if I wanted to prevent them from leaving again. The three of us stood in silence in my kitchen with our drinking glasses in hand. Robin is gay; I had no doubts about that. But I wasn't yet so sure about Sven. Had he just come here as a mediator for his classmate? That would be weird. On the other hand, I would have loved it if the two made their first love together in my bedroom and I could witness it. And, if necessary, give directions. At that time it was still unclear to me what the boys came for.
‘You both can use my bedroom’ I offered. ‘No, that's not necessary’ Sven responded immediately with a disapproving smile. Apparently I wasn't warm there. But then what? My heart raced like that of a marathon runner. This was unbelievable. An unknown boy who comes to me of his own accord. It shouldn’t get any crazier. Robin looked at Sven. It seemed to me he wanted something and sought his help with it. However, Sven calmly drank from his glass with an attitude: “I don't belong to this”. Whatever it was, I just hoped that Sven would get involved. I've longed for him so long. Many masturbation sessions I had devoted to my boy next door since that hot summer day. ‘Do you want me to go upstairs with you?’ I proposed then. Robin was again ashamed and shy. ‘Yes, he does,’ Sven answered for him. I put my empty glass on the counter and looked in disbelieve at Robin. At first he avoided my gaze but finally looked at me questioningly. ‘Come here!’ I commanded him. Robin shuffled a little closer. ‘On your knees!’ He did so obediently. He smiled nervously; this was clearly what he wanted. I looked at Sven again. For a moment I considered asking him the same thing. But I saw I didn't stand a chance there.
The dirty talk with the boys had turned me on a bit. I rotated my crotch to Robin's head and gave him permission to open my pants. He started the job with two hands, hesitating. But he wanted to. That was obvious. After he opened my pants, he carefully stroke and kissed the bulge made by my half-stiff cock in my underpants. ‘Go ahead!’ I encouraged him. Sven looked at this spectacle with incredulous eyes. I extended my hand to him to come closer. He did that so he could see better what was going on, but stayed at a safe distance. Robin needed no further instructions. My cock was taken out from the underpants and my glance disappeared into his mouth with an approving growl. In no time my cock was fully erected. With one hand on his head, I amplified the movements. Robin moaned approvingly.
Robin's lips felt great. He knew how it’s done. Like an accomplished pornstar he got my cock wet and jerked off his hand. His mouth and tongue worked every inch of my cock. When I felt it wouldn't be long, I broke it off. I hold his head still by his hair. It was just in time. Robin was waiting with his mouth open. I bet a few more strokes of masturbation would have been enough, but I wanted more. I wanted Sven. ‘Let's go upstairs?’ I suggested. I helped Robin to his feet and with a hand around his waist I forced him towards the stairs. Sven came after us. ‘If you're going with us, you're joining! Otherwise you'd better wait down here’ I bluffed. Of course I wanted Sven to come with me. I could live with it if he just watched, but I preferred to get him involved. I went ahead of them on the stairs.
In the bedroom Robin and I fell into each other's arms and we kissed passionately. Robin hung limp in my left arm, his lower body pressed tightly against me. He was horny. Over his shoulder, I watched Sven looking at us. The moment he wanted to pass us to sit on the bed, I grabbed his arm. I didn't force anything and only stopped him at first. After that I managed to guide him a little closer toward us without force and I was able to put an arm around his hip. There was hardly any resistance. Then I kissed Sven too; only briefly. For the first time. We had never kissed before. Not even during birthdays. Apparently kissing was ok now. At my insistence, the two boys also kissed each other. Meanwhile Robin's hand was back in my pants and had a firm grip on my hard pole. We made a covenant. What happens in the bedroom would remain a secret. And Sven could stay although he made clear he was not going to participate.
With one hand Robin had lifted his shirt so that his abdomen was exposed and I could caress it. I slit my hands under his armpits and moved the shirt out over his head. The first thing I noticed was the hairless armpits of the boy. Not a single hair was visible on his entire torso. I stroke the soft, smooth chest and belly, taking Sven's hand with me. Robin kissed Sven one more time. It was so beautiful to witness. When they were done with that, I let Robin hang a bit back in my arm so I could have a better look at his lower body. An elevation was clearly visible in the tight pants. The boy was excited. No doubt about that. I stroked him and commanded with whispering voice: “Take off your trousers!” Robin managed to surprise me again when he apologized: “I am not wearing any underwear”. As if that mattered.
It may have meant nothing, but it gave me the impression that we were not dealing with a chance coincidence and that this was all pre-planned. At least as far as Robin was concerned. I let him fall backwards on the bed and started to unbutton the pants myself. A slender, slightly curved erection awaited us. With a normal length for a boy his age. Sven’s cock had been bigger. And as I expected, the pubic hair had also been removed. Leaving only a dark glow where it ones must had been. The boy came prepared. Now it was my turn to spoil him orally.
I had released Sven in the process and he sat down on the head of the bed watching us. At ease I spoil Robin's cock orally and made sure Sven could see what we were doing. After a few minutes I asked Sven to kneel beside me next to the bed. I had to ask a second time with a raised voice, but then he obeyed. I let him jerk off his friends cock. There was no way I could move Sven to take his friend's cock in his mouth. That was too gay for him. Together we brought Robin to an orgasm. Sven was visibly surprised and glad to see how Robin enjoyed it.
Then I sent Sven to the nightstand on the other side of the bed. There were things in the drawer that I had already laid out for him a long time ago. Sven took them out one by one. A silicone dildo with a pointed imitation head, condoms, a tube of lubricant, a doggy tail still new in the package and some loose toys that I bought via the internet. And finally an already called pack of tissues.’ Let's start with the lubricant’. For that I forced Robin's legs up. Sven was kneeling on the bed behind Robin's head and was helping me by holding Robin by the ankles. With my wet fingers I massaged the chemically depilated anus. Right away two of my fingers slid all the way in with ease. Robin moaned with pleasure.
The dildo got also well lubricated. Due to its tapered head, it slid into the ass quite easily. It was thicker than my two fingers and had imitation veins on the sides. That probably made the feeling slightly different. And Robin showed us that too. He howled with every movement of the dildo. Then I asked Sven to take over the toy. He had to hang over Robin a bit for that. It looked like a position 69 with Sven on top. Sven enjoyed his new job. He beamed as he moved the dildo in and out. The front of his pants was clearly under tension. When Robin also made a licking movement towards the fly, I knew what to do. I urged him to open his friend's pants. Moments later he had Sven's long cock in his mouth and they were spoiling each other. I participated by jerking Robin's cock.
This went on for several minutes. Sven started riding Robin's head after I pulled his pants down a bit as far as the spread legs allowed. His cock plunged deep into Robin's throat. To see Sven's bulging buttocks go up and down with his dancing hip movements on the bed was beautiful to see. I quickly grabbed the tube of lubricant and started to rub his anus as well. Sven gave me an ugly look and leaned back. No, he was not ready for this. He probably still feared I’m too big for him. Even with lots of lubricant. ‘Calm down, I'm not doing anything’ I said as relaxed as possible. Then I took the package with the doggy tail and ripped it open. I also lubricated it. Now Sven looked at me a bit friendlier. This seemed exciting to him. I could go on and massaged his anus with lubricant and some spit. When I felt him relax, I pushed the doggy tail in. It suited him perfectly. It was so funny to watch. When Sven shook his ass demonstratively, the tail wagged.
The boys went on with what they were doing. I couldn’t stand to just watch this scene uselessly too long. So I also undressed completely and took position next to Sven's head. First he smiled, but immediately withdrew to make it clear once again that he didn't want to touch me. Robin had to let go of his cock and now rolled on its side to focus on mine. While Robin was spoiling my cock, I quietly instructed Sven to get off the bed, undress completely and put on a condom. He refused; kneeling on the other side of the bed he watched my hard erection slide up and down in Robin's mouth at a leisurely pace. Then suddenly he bends over to the nightstand to grab a condom. For a moment I thought he changed his mind, but then he throws me the condom. He knew what his friend wants. Robin had stopped sucking me. I tried once more by asking Robin who should fuck him; ‘Sven or me?’ I assumed that would happen anyway. Non-verbally, Sven made it clear to him that he wasn't going to do that. By then he had already put on his underpants again. So it was up to me.
I took the condom out of the package, rolled it over my hard cock and lubricated it liberally. There was nothing left for me but to take his place behind Robin who was still lying on his back. He already excitedly pulled his legs up again. Sven helped by holding them up. Meanwhile I removed the Dildo which has been in his ass all the time. Carefully I pressed my cock into the stretched hole. ‘Look Sven, it doesn't hurt’ I explained. Robin reacted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The boy's pussy felt great. The warm pinching flesh around my head made me forget everything else. After a minute or so, Robin reached out with his hand and grasped my neck. He wanted to be kissed while I fucked him. It made me forget all about Sven. ‘Ooooh.’ While Robin and I kissed, I fucked him at a slow pace long and deep. I tried my best to enjoy it as long as possible. But at some point there was no stopping it. I felt an orgasm coming. I quickly removed the condom and sprayed on Robin's stomach. Sven wrinkled his nose when he saw Robert smear my cum up his ass with his fingers.
When we cleaned ourselves afterwards, I told Sven that he could keep the doggy tail and the tube of lube. That is, if I could plug it out the next day. Sven said nothing. To Robin I told he could come back anytime if his ass itches him. So who knows? There may be a third chapter if there is enough interest.
Sven, my neighbor boy – 1.
Sven is my neighbor. He has been visiting me regularly for several years now. Away from his mother who “constantly nags him”. During that time I watched Sven grow from an insecure boy to the handsome adolescent he is today. At first he only came to pick up his football in the yard. Now it is mainly because he has learned that there are always exiting things to be found in my house; magazines, BelAmi photobooks, old VHS videos etc. Or he just hangs out to chat. It is nice to have him around and to hear what young people are doing during the corona times. I think Sven likes to come because he feels comfortable with me. Knowing I’m gay is no problem for him.
Last summer, during one of the hottest days of the heat wave, he came walking around the back wearing only his orange gym shorts and beach flip flops. In that time the corona restrictions were relaxed. I had blinded the window at the back of the house against the sun. ‘’Phuu, it’s hot outside. Here it’s better’, he told me. I also walked in my swimming trunks. I poured us a glass of lemonade and got two ice creams from the freezer. ’I found these in the supermarket,’ I explained him. ‘With this weather they will taste good.’ Sven didn’t have much to say that day. Life was standing still. Even the beach was too far to cycle to. Ever since he entered, I’ve noticed that Sven was staring at my chest hair, my belly and swimming trunks. In my opinion there was nothing much to see; everything was there in siesta too.
We plopped down on the couch. Sven lay down on his back and I was able to find a spot at the end of his tucked up legs. Sven has rather large feet. I pretended they had my attention, but in the meantime I looked between his knees into the trouser legs of his gym shorts. There seems to be a relation between big feet, long fingers and other body parts. I was looking for signs to confirm that theory. Sven had beautiful, sun-tanned legs with white down hear. In his trouser legs I could just see the transition to the white skin where the sun was not allowed to shine.
A drop of cream from his ice cream had spilled onto his chest. When it’s been there for a while, I wet a finger, bended over him, smeared it and brought it to my mouth. Sven was horrified, but tilted his ice cream cone to let a second drop fall. This time on his stomach. I smiled and removed it again with my finger. Because of all this my right hand accidentally ended up on this left knee. When I realized that I started to caress it gently. It felt good to touch his warm body. Sven looked at me with a mischievous smile. But that didn’t stop me. My hand slid down somewhat nonchalantly to caress this smooth left thigh on the inside. His smile had now given way to a more serious look.
Still, Sven apparently didn’t mind me touching him so intimately, because without being asked, he spread his leg slightly aside against the back of the couch. It seemed like a deal; because he got an ice cream, I could caress his leg. While we continued to eat our ice cream, I kept on calmly stroking his smooth thigh and pretended it was a normal thing for me to touch a boy like that. Of course it isn’t and in my swimming trunks it started to get restless. Sven was also a bit excited about what was happening. A small tent had arisen in his gym shorts which had not there a moment before. Through he slightly open trouser leg I got a beautiful view of his inner pants that closed loosely around his leg with an elastic edge. To tease him a bit, I slowly slid my fingers down into his pant leg to touch that edge. There was still no resistance from Sven. Although I came close to the taboo zone. He did then looked straight at me. It seemed he was challenging me to move on. See if I dare.
Well, not so directly. But with my fingers I push down the thin fabric of his gym shorts around the resulting tent. Without touching the immediate cause of the tent. The contour of his half-hard excitement became even more clearly visible. I liked it already. But it got even better when I boldly started stroking the tight fabric with my fingertips. In no time I witnessed how his cock grew and got harder. Then Sven had to gasp for breath when I placed my flat hand on his shorts. He looked at me in amazement and in disbelief.
I massaged his cock into an erection over the dust of his pants. The length of his cock confirmed the theory about the big feet. I got a bit confused myself. I could not have dreamed of this in my wildest imagination. I amazed myself with my daring. And it felt great. It was without a doubt a beautiful big cock. Especially for a boy of that age. It took me a moment to get myself together, but then I dared to ask him a question: ‘Have you ever had a blow job?’ Sven shook his head with sparkling eyes. And a few seconds later he also answered verbally: ‘No.’ He had never had a blowjob. It was cute to see how much effort it took him to give that answer. He even blushed a little.
“Now I have to keep going” flashed through my head. Again a few long precious seconds hesitantly passed. But then I leant over to grab the top of his gym shorts. Sven immediately understood my intention. Perhaps because of the cheeky question I asked him. First he raised his hips so that I could slide the shorts towards his knees. Then he lay down again to stretch his legs above me. We worked together as a team to completely remove the few clothes he was wearing. With that, the boy lay stark naked beside me on the couch. A nice, slim, straight and quite long erection flanked by a beautiful thin tuft of pubic hair rested on his lower abdomen. A hard glans popped out of the foreskin.
Sven was at least as horny as I was. When I gently moved his foreskin up and down when two fingers, a string was already leaking from his pee hole. I knelt beside the couch, took the young cock in my mouth and started sucking it. Sven loved it and was initially dead still. With one hand I stroke his beautiful belly and chest. Only when he had some time to get used to it, did he start to bump gently with his hip movements. After that it didn’t take long until the boy came in my mouth. I sucked it empty to the last drop. He tasted sweet.
Should Sven have thought that this was the end of the matter, then he was mistaken. I turned him over so that he was only half on the couch. One leg up on it, and the other thigh straight down along the front. A virgin boy’s pussy beckoned me to rim extensively in the white, splayed buttocks. Sven had lifted his head with closed eyes and endured it all impotently and moaned. He was inexperienced and cramped, I notice when I massaged his sphincter with my thumb. Too tight, but I tried it anyway. I wetted his anus with spit as best I could. Within a second I got up and took off my swimming trunks. Sven looks over his shoulder enthusiastically as I also wet my big stiff cock with spit. ‘Oh yes, oh yes!” he sighed. He probably thought he could handle me, but had no idea what to expect.
That soon became clear to him as my thick cock head split open his soft, warm flesh. Sven immediately realized that he bit off more than he could chew, and tried to stop me. He didn’t stand a chance. I was too excited to back off now. I paused long to get him used to me. Then slowly my cock inexorably penetrated deeper into his slender body. At the same time I pushed his protesting hand away on the couch. ‘No, no…,’ Sven screamed as my big cock moved up and down inside him. His pussy got slowly getting wetter and smoother. I guess it was my precum. It went easier now. Once again Sven tried to get up. But my two hands around his waist pressed him, with hollow back, into the cough, forcing his anus in a perfect direction. It helped; Sven relaxed and gave in. With deep thrusts I fucked his well-tested hole until I came inside him.
We were both sweaty from the heat and exertion. Afterwards, Sven did not know how quickly he should put his gym shorts back on. First he looked at me accusingly. It had clearly hurt him. Strangely enough, he didn’t leave right away. But he did stay away from me. Even after I put on my swimming trucks again and my erection had decreased. ‘Next time you may blow me’ I promised him. ‘And then I’ll take care that it all gets much smoother and painless’. I noticed disbelief in his eyes. After a few minutes of chatting and a visit to the toilet, I got the impression that Sven was satisfied with what had happened. Still I hadn’t seen him at my house for two months since then. Then suddenly he was back at my back door again. Together with a classmate.
I did this my cousin: he had a beautiful body but a small tail. I liked playing with his balls and to go back and forth between his little tail and his balls. Then I took care of his pussy with my wet tongue which made these characteristic noises. He was so beautiful, even more beautiful when I put my line of sperm on his face. damn bitch! He was licking my ass and I loved doing the same. after multiple sex sessions, I never failed to taste his juice and sometimes I used his squirt to lubricate his little asshole to pound him more effectively :) I was 18 at the time and he was 15. My cock was already well formed. This little slut could not help licking my cock, sucking it, kissing it and tasting its juice after an effective blowjob. A greedy whore hungry for big cocks! I used this cock thirsty filthy whore to create a fuck symphony. I remember like it was yesterday our fuck sessions, his slutty moans when I poked his tight pussy. My penis still remembers the tortuous path built tenderly and with love to his anus. His cock swayed as I fucked him ... Slutty and nasty! I took advantage that we locked ourselves in my room to discover our respective tails. At each of our meetings, our cocks had to come out of their underpants and be treated with love. He was still impressed by the beauty of my nutt. He loves to spin his tongue around, taste my precum and stroke it over and over again.
the other day I went into home Depot and sat down at the last stall.. as I look into the middle stall I could see the shadow of someone masturbating! His head was up against the wall so I look to the crack all I can see was is blonde hair! But staring at his shadow made me and curious! I could tell from the shadow that it was a big penis that dude just masturbating! I tap my foot to get his attention he returned by tapping his foot! That was my signal has everything is cool in time for him to squat down to his knees and shove that long penis under me the stall.. within seconds that thing was deep into my mouth and I don't know how long he has been masturbating but, 10 seconds after being in my mouth I could feel his juice pumping up through his shaft and I get to taste the beautiful load of sperm pump 6 times into my mouth I almost choked! I will not let it go as he pulled away I could hear him moaning as he squeezed one last drop out I can see the little tiny puddle on the floor in his stall!! Meanwhile, I was too masturbating. I know he was pulling up and getting ready to leave so I did the same I left my stall first and went over to the sink to freshen up with the taste of his sperm still wonderful in my mouth! Suddenly, his door open and he walked out with a big smile on his face! I was shocked at first, as he replied, thanks dude that felt wonderful! I answered him, I said you are welcome you have a beautiful penis awesome cut head!! Best friend taste wonderful ...I watch him washing his face in hands and I could not help notice how young he looked! So I asked him his age? And he replied, I am 14 years old! Wow, I said to him are you kidding me? It's no problem I won't tell anyone if you don't! I know I made him happy! Before he's leaving the bathroom he told me he comes there quite often this is where he likes to shoot his load for any daddy who wants it! He said I hope I will see you again! I just smiled as he walked out of the bathroom! ????
the pure and natural pleasure of a boy and myself molesting each other at a early age was 12 years old he was 14 years old! We will always get away from our other friends finally secret place outdoors to quando and explore with each other! My friend taught me how to masturbate and when I was about to squirt my orgasm, he would let me do it in his mouth! He told me that is how his uncle taught him! And I was so happy to learn much much more! I would try to penetrate his ass with my young 6-in penis, but was not too good at doing that yet! We would mostly masturbate and suck each other penis each time we will get better at it! My friends orgasm would be much more than mine but he always love the taste of my sperm going into his mouth! And I would not take his sperm all the time into my mouth! But as young boys we had so much fun that help us learn a lot more! Thank God for my friends uncle who would enjoy molesting him quite often and one time he enjoyed molesting me and my friend when we were up his house!! It was awesome for two young boys to learn so much pleasure at a early age! ????