Boys Of Summer #8: After-School Special - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #8: After-School Special

... sensation diminished, my body slowly relaxed. I wasn’t just panting the way I usually do when Bo finished me. I was wheezing and nearly hyperventilating.

“God! Bo,” I barely forced out as my friend held my dying cock in his mouth, draining my last oozing drops.

He responded with a moan deep and hoarse enough that I felt it through my limp dick all the way up my torso. It felt like the bone-shaking shiver you get when you touch a low-voltage electric fence.

Bo didn’t release me until my cock was a limp, wet noodle.

He kissed all over my groin and belly for a short minute before looking up into my eyes.

Water dripped off his heaving chest as he crawled up over me. I let my fingers glide down along his rib cage and around his naked hips as his mouth found mine.

I whispered his name into his mouth as our lips finally touched.

My hand instantly found his nearly hard cock. His head was just touching my stomach as it rose and fell with my own heavy breathing.

Bo twitched almost imperceptibly when I grabbed his meat. My thumb was automatically in contact with his sensitive frenulum and I rubbed back and forth over the meaty lobes of the little split in his widely-flared head.

He pulled away from my mouth and looked down at my hand working his cock and then back into my eyes. We both smiled as we panted into each other’s faces.

“Come up here and straddle me like you’re rubbing my back,” I said.

Bo crawled up a bit and settled his ass cheeks down on my ...

... chest. His back was straight and he looked down at me with visible anticipation.

“Closer,” I directed him as I pulled him toward my face with my hands on his hips.

“What are you going to do?” His concern was obvious. But I pulled him up until his cock head was resting on my chin.

“That’s it,” I said and grabbed his dark meat again.

He moaned quietly.

I started with forceful, stiff strokes up and down his shaft, keeping my thumb rigid against the underside and stroking intentionally against his frenulum and rounding over his red slit.

He bit his lip after a few pulling strokes.

I lifted my head just enough to give his shaft a long, wet lick and continued stroking.

“Daddy!” Bo’s eyes were wide.

“You just needed a little lube,” I said innocently.

I licked him again and again after every few strokes. After several good licks and moans from Bo, I engulfed nearly half of his brown dick, locking my lips around his shaft and sucking as I pulled him out. His curved shaft forced his fat head into my cheek.

“Oh! God! Daddy!” Bo’s entire body tensed. I felt his ass cheeks and thighs tighten against my skin. I could see his abs and chest constrict. He was close.

That tension suddenly became tight, forceful contractions of nearly every muscle in his body. It seemed as if I was jacking off his entire body.

Bo dropped down to hold himself up on his hands on either side of my head. I could feel his hot breath on the top of my head.

“Daddy! Fuck!” he ...