Mr. Sims checks up on me - Sex Stories

Mr. Sims checks up on me

... I gave him some generic bullshit about how I was having a good time, and learning a lot in my classes. I was kind of rambling as I caught myself looking him over once again. He nodded and went to the kitchen for something. He came back with another beer from the fridge, except this time, he sat down right next to me. My heart skipped a beat as he placed his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me in a bit closer. "I seen you giving me the once over, Aaron," he said, "and I don't care if you want to check me out occasionally." I put my hand on his thigh and looked at his face. He didn't say a word, but just kept sipping his beer and watching T.V. I moved my hand up closer to his groin -- nothing. I finally rested my hand on top of his visible bulge -- still nothing. I could feel his cock responding to my touch. I started to massage his mass through his athletic shorts. I was already harder than I think I'd ever been. I could feel his cock bouncing, and straining against the fabric. His face was a little flushed now, and had set down his beer and raised his arms over his head as I played with his cock. I buried my face into his pit and took a deep breath as I continued to play with his cock. He wrapped his arm around my head and brought me up to his face. We locked lips and he pried into my mouth with his hot tongue. "You wanna see it?" he said, lightly thrusting his bulge into my hand, and gesturing for me to take his shorts off. "Yeah I do," I said, already slipping my ...

... fingers into his waistband. I gently tugged his shorts down just enough to reveal a patch of dark pubes and the base of his massive shlong. I pulled it down to the point that I revealed his whole cock except for its head. Finally I pulled his shorts all the way down, and his cock bounced out and thudded against his stomach. It stood glistening in the light, as the head pumped out precum and his foreskin collected it in a pool just below the tip of his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled at it to reveal the head. He moaned and thrust his hips upward, pushing his cock through my hand. He began to pump my hand with his cock, and I could feel it pulsating. Then I lifted his cock and began to suck on his sack. "You like sucking Mr. Sims' big balls, Davie?" he said patronizingly. "Yes sir," I said in between breaths. His manhood was musky and sweaty from working outside all day, and I was fucking loving it. I licked up and down his shaft, until I reached the head and I took it entirely into my mouth. I felt his cock pump as I closed my lips around the head of his cock, and I tasted his salty precum coat the inside of my mouth. I worked my way down, until I reached the base of his cock. He moaned and put his large, calloused hands on the back of my head, and began to throat fuck me. "Here, stand up," he said as he got up from the couch. I stood up with him and he lifted his arm behind his head. "You like the way a man smells?" he said as he grabbed my head and forced my face into ...