The Shift - Sex Stories

The Shift

I peeled off my shirt and dropped my jeans. I was already getting hard by the time I pulled off my briefs. A quick dig through the closet finds the thigh-high motocross socks I enjoy wearing for these sessions and I roll them on as though they were ladies' stockings. I'm not sure what it is about wearing these but I now have a raging erection. I exit the bedroom for the short walk down the hall to the living room. I like being naked and walking around the house dressed like this is a big turn-on for me. As always, when the shift occurred there was a subtle blink of light and the surrounding air briefly appeared as blurry smear. Quickly, the smear took shape and there he was standing before me; equally nude, of course, except for the motocross socks. Although I would not have thought it possible, his cock was even harder than my own and already dribbling pre-cum. I reached across and cupped my hand against his right nipple, giving it a little squeeze. His cock bobbed a bit at this action and I moved in close so that our members touched. I wrapped my other hand behind his neck and, releasing the nipple, I reached down to squeeze our penises together. We came together for a kiss. As our lips met, he opened his mouth slightly so that I could probe it with my tongue. It seems I'd waited long enough this time as his mouth was completely filled with semen. The fluid oozed between our lips and onto our chests as I sucked his tongue into my mouth. The kiss was long and deep, ...

... passing the cum back and forth between us. Finally, we broke apart leaving long, milky strings stretching across the gap. I kneeled before him and reached out for his swollen member. Gripping it firmly, I squeezed out more of the pre-cum which I lightly licked away with the tip of my tongue. Since I still had a generous amount of cum in my mouth, I took his cock in and drooled onto it and my hand. With his member now completely slick with saliva and semen, I began slowly stroking it and took its length back into my mouth. As I bobbed my head back and forth, back and forth I could feel my cock throbbing with the pace and now starting to drip its own pre-cum. While I am capable of multiple orgasms in a session, I have never been known for longevity and it was not long before the cock in my mouth started to spasm hard; shooting load after load, once again refilling it with semen. I stood up, turned around and with a small psychic push, shifted myself back the twenty minutes to find him standing there wearing nothing but the thigh-high socks with his erection already pointing towards the ceiling. He stepped towards me and reached out to touch my chest. Finger and thumb came together and squeezed my nipple. My cock jumped a bit at that and he stepped closer to put his hand behind my neck. He released the nipple and reached down to grab my prick and squeeze it to his own. Of course, I knew what was next so I opened my mouth a bit so that he could slide his tongue in. The semen dribbled ...