The Halfway Inn Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Halfway Inn Part 1

... started watering. I was desperate to lean across so I could lick around his furrowed ring – almost ready to jeopardize everything by risking such a surprise – but I held myself back. His seduction was going to take a little more coaxing for me to be sure of success. I was almost certain I could get him to fuck me – I was within a stone's throw of having him tear open a condom and mount me from behind – but I wanted to make sure that he'd be willing to change places and that might take a bit more work. So I didn't risk freaking him out by telling him how attractive his bum smelled and how much I wanted to lick it – that could come later – but instead offered to show him a few more "tricks". "What do you have in mind, mate?" he asked with a rather charming innocence. "Let's get on the bed together," I suggested, with a good deal less of that particular virtue, "and we'll take it from there." We stood upright and turned to face each other, our erections arching upwards in front of us. Pete laughed with surprise when he saw mine and I pretended to do the same towards his. "We're both proper horny, we are!" he declared before looking from my hard-on to his own and back again, mentally comparing our genitals for size. It seemed to slowly dawn on him that my penis was at least twice the size of his – both in length and girth – and that my testicles were also a significantly larger than the pair that were dangling between his legs. His eyes widened as he stared at my monster of an organ and his mouth formed a broad, inane grin. I muttered, "Perhaps the... er... bulge you noticed earlier wasn't entirely caused by the stitching in my briefs, Pete." For some reason that made him chortle raucously and he exclaimed, his eyes looking up at mine, wide with delight. "Fuck me, mate!" I laughed back hoping that, once we got on the bed together, he'd be calling out the same words for a different reason. === To be concluded ===