Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen

... up, but kept licking and swirling my head with his tongue. One hand started jacking my shaft up and down. The other held my balls.

He slid me back in and started wagging his tongue back and forth across the thick vein on the underside of my stiff meat.

“God! Bo-Bo!” I caught my breath and clenched my fingers in his hair.

My breathing was coming heavier and heavier. Long moans filled the night air.

Bo darted the tip of his tongue against my frenulum side to side like a punching bag. I gasped loudly, arched my back, and moaned. I was on fire.

I don’t know how many times he hit just the right spot. But I felt like I was having a seizure from all the jumping and twitching he forced out of me.

He switched to a fast up-and-down stroke with his mouth. My best friend was fucking my cock with his mouth and my entire body was throbbing.

“Bo!” I gasped. If I’d been able to breathe, I would have screamed. “Bo!”

I could feel a deep pulse moving from my stomach to my balls and through my cock. My back arched and my legs tensed without my conscious thought.

“Bo! Bo!” My head flew back and my eyes squinted shut so tightly it hurt.

I had to look when I felt his hand pumping furiously on my saliva-wet meat. He had released me and was watching, panting, while his hand was a blur on my sex.

I grunted loud enough to echo across the lake when I exploded through his fist high into the air above us.

After the first burst, Bo engulfed me again and the feeling of ...

... cumming in his hot mouth made me feel like I was going to cum again.

I kept throbbing and panting as he sucked and stroked. My back was locked in its arch just as my hand was clenched on the back of his bobbing head.

When I was finally able to relax, Bo was suckling my quickly shrinking cock. But every suck caused his tongue to hit my over-sensitive frenulum and I jumped at the electricity flashing through my body.

Finally, Bo released me and slowly crawled back up over me, licking every drop of cum he missed.

Suddenly I felt his own goo-covered cock brush over me.

I dropped my phone and reached down and found that he also had cum at some point. I squeezed off as much of his sperm as I could, making him jump in response. Then made a show of licking his juice off my hand as he hovered over my face watching and panting.

When my hand was clean, he fell onto my mouth. I licked his spit and my own cum off his chin and found more still coating the inside of his mouth.

After a long time of breathless kissing, Bo finally rolled off me and lay on the sleeping bag panting.

I still was panting myself when I walked to the Jeep to get us two more beers leaving a trail of cum and saliva dripping from my swinging cock. A minute later we sat staring at the shimmer of our fluids on our limp spent cocks.

We curled up together and slept heavily. We didn’t bother to move the sleeping bag into the tent. We just passed out in ecstasy until early morning sunlight and the ...