Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen

... didn’t gag anymore. But by then I was done.

My whole body was throbbing and convulsing. My abs were contracting and pulling my upper body down to fold over Bo’s head and shoulders. My legs were trembling so much I was glad I was leaning against the tree.

The pulsing moved through my balls and cock until I felt my cum moving.

“I’m cumming, Bo-Bo! I’m cumming!” I screamed.

This time he didn’t release me. He kept pumping me in and out of his head until the first blast hit the back of his throat. I could tell when it hit because his entire body was pushed back either by the force of my sperm or his reaction to the blast.

Bo kept bobbing and swallowing every drop I pumped into him, his fingers clenched into my ass cheeks.

When he finally let me go, we both were panting. His chin was again covered in cum and saliva.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, his face against my hip. My twitching, oozing, and dripping cock was pressed against his neck.

He stood up after a few minutes and I saw that his cock was dripping cum and already losing an erection I never saw. Just sucking, swallowing, and loving me not only made him hard, it made him cum without being touched.

Bo was more amazing than I ever imagined.

He stood up and I hugged and kissed him. My mind was racing.

“God, Bo-Bo! You’re a fucking porn star!” I panted before kissing him again.

Before I could think, I dropped to my knees and sucked his half-hard, cum-covered cock into my ...

... mouth and licked every drop of his runny cream off.

It felt strange. But the familiarity of the taste and texture of his cum made it feel right.

“Daddy!” Bo literally screamed.

He jumped and gasped loudly with every suck and every time my tongue slid across his wrinkled frenulum.

When all I could taste was his skin, I stood up.

Bo wrapped his arms around me and pushed his tongue into my mouth.

“You did not just do that!” he yelled when he finally came up for air.

“I didn’t know what else to do,” I said. “It just happened. Something just came over me. You really are some kind of Greek sex god, Bo-Bo.”

“God! Daddy! I love it when you lose control.” He kissed me again.

He kept repeating “Daddy” over and over as he covered my neck and shoulders with wet kisses.

When our breathing and excitement levels returned to normal, we spent half the day in the lake again.

After lunch, I decided I wanted to try to find the boundary markers for the property. My dad had told me they had recently had it surveyed again. So, there should be fresh flags all along the boundaries.

If nothing else, it was something mildly interesting to do and it gave us a reason to walk around in the woods naked. I thought Dad might ask me if I’d seen any of the markers, anyway.

The property was bigger than I thought. We found that it went all the way to the road from which we kept our distance. It took over an hour to find all the boundary markers. We followed the shoreline until ...