All Parts of Him Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

All Parts of Him Ch. 01

... didn't even know what to say, he was petrified.

Instead, he lay his golden head back down on Robby's chest, and with his hand, he gently rubbed the part of him below his navel, stroking the tight curly black hairs that led down to Robby's groin. His long white fingers continued to play there, and then suddenly, he lifted his hand to tug on the excess material of Robby's shorts, making the dick move to the left ever so slightly. Those white fingers with their lavender color nail beds, then gingerly gained altitude, following the material to the summit...the very peak created by his cock. And with his fingertips he gave the head of the cock a gentle, but firm squeeze, feeling the plump size of Robert's mushroom tip as it was concealed by the material.

The black man was beside himself, in the back of his mind he felt like he should defend his dignity and swat Steven's hand away, but he only watched with curiosity as the young man's hands wrapped around the material, constricting until he could feel the girth of the black cock within...the thick, warm pole holding up the tent. He liked the way it felt for someone to want to touch his cock...it didn't even matter now that it was a man that grasped his male member...the only thing that mattered was that he wanted to play with it.

Steven slid his fingers under the elastic waistband of Robby's shorts, soon his whole hand was slowly feeling its way down to his manhood. The fingers softly probed their way around the base of ...

... the cock, coming in contact with the large swollen boulders, before ascending up the trunk of the mighty ebony tree. His index finger reached the top, and could feel the squishy, thin veil of Robby's foreskin, protecting the head from abrasion of the material. Steven had never seen or touched an uncut dick before, even his own was neatly circumcised. With a genuine fascination and curiosity, he explored the man's foreskin with the gentle investigation of his thumb and index finger.

Robert let out a heavy exhale as he felt Steven's thumb use the foreskin to make a circular rolling motion over the wide head of the cock, stimulating it. He knew the white guy couldn't see his hefty manhood, but he enjoyed feeling the hand explore its curves and varying textures. He felt his own precum ooze out of his tip and soak the boxers. Just the thought that he was letting another grown man feel up his most private and vulnerable area, was making his whole-body tense up with pleasure.

Is this what gay is? Robert asked himself. His eyes snapped open, his mind becoming clearer by the second. He took Steven's arm out of his shorts, and quickly sat up, resting his elbows on his knees and burying his face in his hands.

Steven was taken aback by the sudden change in the mood, "I'm sorry, Robby, I didn't mean to-"

"It's ok," Robert said, holding up his hand. He drew in a deep breath, giving his cock time to soften. "I have to go to work." He cleared his throat before speaking again, "I ...