His Primal Urge - Sex Stories

His Primal Urge

... perversely, his excitement. "Lookin' for somebody?" The Man said in a husky voice, redolent of rum and spice. Gerald nodded, realised he may not see the gesture and said, "yes," in a timid whisper. "Maybe I can help you find what you're lookin' for." "I hope so!" Gerald breathed, stepping into the undergrowth towards the glowing red flame, using it to guide him into the presence of a tall man standing under the shade of a Yew tree. "What will you do when you find this somebody?" He asked, blowing sweet smoke in Gerald's face. "Anything he wants!" The Man laughed and walked nonchalantly away, calling over his shoulder for Gerald to follow. With a pounding heart and panting breath, he did so, stopping after a dozen paces beside a large bush. "First of all," the man said, taking Gerald in a powerful embrace, "This." "Oh..." Gerald gasped, feeling a man's lips on his for the first time in his life. None of the others had gone in for such subtlety, preferring to go straight to it. Hesitantly he returned the kiss, shocked to discover the man was as hairy as a bear and, if the semi-hard bulge sticking into him was any guide, hung like a horse too. He moaned as the man's tongue thrust into his mouth and sucked on it, a strong taste of rum making him gag slightly. Gerald didn't particularly like alcohol but consoled himself with the thought of washing it away with the salty flavour of one of his most piquant fantasies; black man's cum! "If that make you choke," the Man said as he ...

... pulled away to unzip his fly, "then you in real trouble now!" Gerald shucked his tracksuit, enjoying the sensual feel of the warm air on his skin. "Why's that? What do you want me to do?" He knew perfectly well what the man wanted, but wanted to hear him say the words. "I want you to suck my cock." Gerald got on his knees and moaned in delight. Hearing such an explicit command like this never failed to enhance his arousal, something his wife could never understand or would ever do, her talk limited to thanking him after the deed was done. A hot, musky odour filled his nostrils moments before the hard cock slapped on his face. He grabbed it with a trembling hand, the other busy stroking himself, and opened his mouth, groaning as the large head filled it. "Suck it good," the Man growled, holding the back of Gerald's head, "suck it...yeaaahh, stroke it...squeeze my balls." Gerald stroked the large, hairy sacs, feeling them swell tight in the confines of a leather ring and felt puny by comparison. 'O sweet Jesus' he prayed, 'he's built like a bull!' "Look up" he now ordered, "lemme see the whites of your eyes...am gonna fuck your mouth!" Gerald realised he probably could as his sight had adjusted to the gloom. He could discern the muscular bulk before him, towering above his head as it was tilted back to admit more meat than he'd ever taken. To stop himself cumming too soon he left his erection alone and wrapped that hand around the root of the man's enormous cock. The longest cock ...