The Laxbro - Sex Stories

The Laxbro

... cockhungry to relax his motions. Riley’s precum was a tantalizing appetizer, but he wouldn’t be satisfied until his mouth was full or his face was dripping. “Dude, slow down!” pleaded Riley, but this was a futile request. Jesse looked up into Riley’s hazel eyes with an animalistic glare that made it clear he would do no such thing. “Gllfffghrhhghaghmmmph,” rebutted Jesse, ending his statement with a soft squeeze to Riley’s sack of presents. “Touché,” conceded Riley. Jesse made an airtight case; there was no way he could disagree with that. No sooner had the words left his lips than his toes and fingers began to curl. As the waves of pleasure washed over Riley, Jesse released the man’s sack and plunged a finger up into the entrance of his fudge tunnel. “Hwaaagh!” gasped Riley. With a seismic orgasm rocking the foundations of his body, he clenched his eyes and sphincter shut. A torrential monsoon of sweet, sweet semen flooded Jesse’s mouth. Jesse already had breakfast, but this was the most important meal of his day. Satisfied, he removed his finger and released the cock, letting the throbbing totem hang dripping from Riley’s sweating body. “You - you saucy minx,” scolded Riley, as he began to regain his breath. “Sticking your finger up there - you gotta warn a man before you do that!” Jesse swallowed Riley’s payload and grinned sloppily. “Hey, don’t complain. It looks like you enjoyed that.” “That’s not the point!” snarled Riley, who was even sexier when annoyed. His ...

... smoldering eyes scanned over Jesse, and his endorphin-saturated brain formed a new idea. “Get down on that bench,” he commanded, “And spread your damn legs.” Jesse sat atop the locker aisle’s spartan wood bench, but crossed his legs and pressed his fingertips to his mouth. “Oh my, Riley… so demanding, aren’t we?” His waxing erection made a pup tent in his shorts. “Stop being coy, dude,” Riley growled, “Now, prepare your boipussy.” He seized the waistband of Jesse’s clothes and yanked, tearing the nylon shorts and boxers neatly from the lad’s legs. Firm palms drove Jesse’s back against the bench and pulled his legs up and apart. Jesse gasped. “Riley! If you’re going to get forceful, at least lube me up first!” Riley tossed the shredded garments aside and plunged his tongue into the winking anus. “Hmmph!” moaned Jesse, his eyelids beginning to flutter. This was his preferred method of anal lubrication; there was no substitute for good ol’ saliva. As Riley’s tongue dipped in and out of his manhole, his manpole began to twitch. Drops of precum trickled from the tip and ran down the shaft. “Oh, you’re a fucking magician down there…” he exhaled, each breath shuddering through his teeth. Riley chuckled and rubbed Jesse’s frenulum. “Shazam,” he said, giving the dick a series of strokes. “Goddamn, Riley, just fuck me already,” Jesse panted. His boipussy felt slick enough to take nine inches by now. Riley grasped his penis and carefully guided it into Jesse. The rectal walls closed around the ...