I met Greg a scarcely any weeks agone. He’d booked himself in for just a massage, but the pont of time this chab walked into my treatment room, I knew I needed to have his booty! Young boyz like me rarely receive to top aged males, especially when they’re as insanely hawt as Greg is, but it all appeared to be to develop quite naturally. One pont of time I was working on his glutes from the outside, the next… well, I probably don’t need to spell it out!
There was a slightly uncomfortable period afterward when I didn’t hear everything from him, and knowing I’d overstepped the mark, I got a little paranoid, thinking this guy might report me for gross professional misconduct or smth. Then, when I’d convinced myself this wasn’t going to happen, I got a bit voided urine coz I’d enjoyed our connection and kinda wanted greater quantity!
I got a text from him a small in number days later. He was back in city, staying at some fancy country hotel and wanted to know if I did call outs. He asked if I’d consider giving him a massage in his room 1st thing in the morning previous to that guy went to a conference. It was apparently the solely time this chab could do…
I arrived with coffee and a muffin from my much loved deli. I thought the gesture might convince him that I didn’t fuck around with each one of my clients! But the pont of time I entered the room, I knew I wasn’t going to be giving him a massage. He had a look on his face which basically told, “do me now”, so I sat down on the daybed and started to kiss him. His kisses were so private and gentle. Really respectful, I thought. I loved how his large, meaty, masculine hands felt as they ran over each inch of my body. I had goosebumps. It sounds a bit cliché, but I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I wanted him at that pont of time.
I poked him onto the ottoman and we continued to kiss as I climbed on top of him. He wrapped his legs around mine and ran his fingers up and down my back. Our T-shirts came off and the giving a kiss got greater amount intensive. I’d forgotten quite how chiseled his torso was and how hot the tattoo was on his chest. It’s like a couple of wings. I should ask him about it some day…
He spun me around and got on top of me. For a pont of time, I wondered if that guy was plan to fuck me this time, but this chab started giving a kiss me gently, all the way down my body, and, moments later, he’d undone my fly and was giving me head. And chap was this guy giving me head!! It was so darn pleasurable. He knew exactly what this chab was doing. With each slurp and drink I got a little nearer to shooting my load. I threw my head back on the daybed and allowed the waves of joy to crash over me. I kept wondering why I’d wasted so much of my time dating naive lads, when I could have been searching for a boy like Greg. It’s the difference betwixt slurping down a cheap bottle of soda and sluggishly sipping a finely-aged malt whiskey!
The weirdest thing about Greg is that, even though I’m the top, I still kinda feel like he’s in charge! After engulfing my wang for what felt like an age, this guy suddenly stopped and told, “let’s receive exposed, I want to fuck.”
…Moments later, this chab was on the daybed on all fours and I was shoving my 8 inch ramrod into his fantastically brawny booty!
It felt so wonderful. So taut. I rested my hand on one of his ass cheeks and it felt like some type of boulder! I wanted him even greater quantity this time than I did when this chab was on the massage table. It all felt sexier on a couch, somehow. It felt appropriate, like we were paramours. I sluggishly worked up the speed, pounding him harder and faster with each jerk off. He was obviously into it. He was doing that thing where this chab was not quite laughing coz it felt so intensive. I kept wanting to ask if anyone else had drilled him like me. I wanted to be the most excellent he’d ever had…
I varied the pace a bit. If I’d kept going at the speed I reached, I’d have dumped a load in him in seconds. I asked if I could film myself inside him afresh. I think I’ve jerked off watching that episode of me pumping him at least five times! I love the noises this guy makes in it! I likewise love the way the skin on his cheeks ripples each time I thrust my jock into him.
After filming myself fucking him for greater amount than five minutes, I realized I was getting harder and faster anew, and not paying attention to what was on the screen any greater quantity. I threw the phone down on the daybed and started focusing on the absolute fun we were the one and the other experiencing. I went harder and harder until I couldn’t hold it any greater amount.
I pulled out just as the cum started flowing. Within moments his gazoo crack was a hawt, steamy, creamy cavern of horniness, and I was a perspired, shaking mess!
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