The Teller Of Tales

Sweat was streaming down my face. Wil’s nearly hairless
body, vibrant and alive with sexual jubilance, suddenly
stiffened. Deep in my throat I felt his cock jerk with fits
of orgasmic pleasure. The suddenness of his ejaculation
caught us both by surprise.

Leaving a bead of gooey jism down the center of my
tongue he pulled his spastic rod from my mouth to jack off.
As he pumped his explosive cylinder with a sure, tight grip,
I licked his tightly cinched balls. He whimpered fervidly as
long, hot ropes of shimmering cock cream spurted across my
neck and shoulders.

By now my hunger for him had become veracious. I spun
him around and positioned him so I could easily partake of
his exquisite buttocks.

Wil’s ass, though quite round and firm, seemed small and
vulnerable in the palms of my hands. Tendril-like spikes of
manly butt fur, matted with sweat, filled the crack of his
ass to overflowing. Amongst the downy stalks of blond
crack-hair his small, pink pucker winked flirtatiously. It
was a genuine delight to ease my face into his gaping crevice
and lick his tense anal rim.

“Oh God!” Wil moaned. “That feels good. Hell yes, slide
your hot tongue inside me. Uhh, that’s it. Oh yeah, cram it
all the way up my ass. I want it all.”

Wil’s bullish, young balls slapped against my chin as he
rocked back and forth. Once my tongue had successfully
perforated the passageway leading to his dank rectum, his
tender fuckhole quickly became slick and gummy. He moaned
and groaned without restraint as I slid first one, then two
fingers deep into his twitching butthole.

“Fuck me!” He cried out. “I want to feel your big cock
inside me.”

I pulled my fingers out of his ass and eased the head of
my rod between the cheeks of his yawning buttocks. As I
pushed into him the breach of his snug butthole gripped my
cock like a silky glove. The sensual heat radiating from his
steamy bowel subjected the crest of my organ to a pleasure
that can not be put into words. My big, hairy balls slapped
against his satiny pods as I thrust my cock all the way into
his rectum.

Wil howled with agony. “Oh fuck, it hurts!” He cried.
His thighs trembled against mine, and I wrapped my arms
around his slender waist to hold him against me. In the
mirror I could see our reflection. Wil’s angelic face had
become contorted with savage passion. His lustful crooning
was sweet music to my ears. I began humping his ass, slowly,
rhythmically, as if my throbbing baton were conducting a
symphony comprised of pure ecstasy.

With labored breath, Wil slammed his ass back against my
groin, keeping pace with my deep-penetrating thrusts. ‘Fuck
me harder!” He demanded. His sweet, young ass possessed a
truly wicked appetite for cock.

Wil’s slick rectal tunnel clung adamantly to my lunging
cock. The spastic ripplings of his embracing bowel were
irresistible enticements for my swollen bangers to surrender
their milky, pent-up seed. There was no fucking way I could
restrain myself for long. The hot, sappy contents of my load
was already welling up at the base of my pisstube, and the
urge to cum was growing more volatile with each pelvic
thrust.

“You’re getting close,” Wil panted. “I can feel your
cock swelling up in my belly. Shoot in my butt. Drench my
stretched hole with cock cream.”

Sweat stung the corners of my eyes, and my ears rang
with the ceaseless drumming of a lust filled heart. I
reached around and found the hardness of Wil’s cock. My
balls continued to tighten as I toyed with his beautiful rod.
Huffing like a bellows, I rammed my cock deep into the torrid
depths of his tight, young ass and held it there.

Forged from the iron of our passion, my cock became a
cannon, unleashing a barrage of frothy semen from the mouth
of its smoldering barrel. Sinking deeper and deeper into a
pit of orgasmic rapture, I gasped for breath.

With my organ still held firmly in the grasps of Wil’s
convulsive rectum, I shuddered blissfully. Grimacing with
gratification, I held his ass against me, stewing my balls in
the slimy ooze that bubbled from his distressed fuckhole.

As the final wave of ejaculate spewed from my pisshole,
Wil leaned back into my arms, pressing his back against my
heaving chest. His head came to rest on my shoulder as he
affectionately nibbled on my ear. I smothered his soft, wet
lips with mine and sucked savagely upon his slippery tongue.
I could feel the tension mounting within him. He began to
quake with the salacious rumblings of a much deserved second
orgasm.

The shaft of his cock was saturated with pre—cum,
wonderfully slick as I began to jack him off. “Work my dick
faster,” he gasped. “Uhh! That’s perfect. Don’t stop. I’m
almost there.” I tightened my grip even more, and yanked his
flexing shaft faster and harder. “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum,”
he grunted, his entire body jerking with intense sexual
gratification.

Shimmering whips of manly cream hurled from the sappy
hollow at the tip of his inflated cockhead. Retching and
heaving, his beautiful, young cock erupted until the bathroom
floor was dotted with pools of succulent ball-honey.

As our spent passion ebbed I pulled Wil into the
bathtub. I felt like I was sailing on a sea of tranquillity,
lulled by the tender caress of the water and the gentle touch
of the bellboy’s soft hands.

Later, we laid naked together in the king sized bed.
wished there was some way of packing this sweet kid in my
luggage and smuggling him out of the hotel. We had known
each other for only a few sort hours, but I knew I would miss
him when I had gone. And I do.

Well, that’s what happened, and I can see from your
hardon that I was right about you. You do appreciate a truly
passionate tale.

That’s alright, don’t worry. It’s just the two of us.
We can watch each other shoot jism all over our bellies.
Don’t be shy. Go ahead, play with your cock. That’s it,
beat your fucking meat.

Umm, it feels so good. I can’t hold back much longer.
Oh yeah, I’m getting close. How about you?