The Potter's Studio - Sex Stories

The Potter's Studio

... how Kyle would do the thing that no one else had been able to do before. In the beginning, it was easy, with Jeremy soft, he was a manageable 7 inches. His gorgeous meat was plump, fat and easily squished into Kyle's trained throat. As soon as Jeremy felt his cock slide into Kyle's gullet, his muscles contracting and swallowing the head of the python, Jeremy immediately began to harden. Kyle wanted to feel this, he wanted to feel each beat of Jeremy's heart deliver more blood into the organ inside his mouth, challenging him to stay on it, daring him to keep the massive, growing, suffocating meat pole inside his throat. Within 30 seconds, the thing had gone from soft and meaty to granite hard and thick as a wrist. Kyle had felt the entire thing, seemingly a quart of blood rushed into the tissues he was gently caressing with his tongue, lips and throat and growing to the point that he felt his throat might burst.

Josh had seen only a small part of this as most of it had happened inside Kyle's throat. He was still only semi-erect. This changed quickly when Kyle slowly came off of Jeremy's spit slathered cock, long silvery strands of saliva spread and stretched out between Kyle's lips and various parts of Jeremy's cock, pubes, shaft and cockhead. As the colossal cock was exposed, hard and aching for a tight hole to fuck, the light of the studio illuminated each of those strands of spit, like a spider's web pulling Jeremy's giant manhood back into Kyle. The scene was a ...

... tremendous turn on for Josh who was surprised by how much he enjoyed seeing his buddy serviced by a skilled cocksucker. His thrill only intensified, his mouth agape in awe as Kyle slid up and down the entire length of Jeremy's cock, slowly, deliberately, the only noise he heard was the sloshing of spit, the gliding of lips on cock, the controlled breaths of a master dick handler and the moaning of his best bud.

"Kyle, fuck, that's fucking incredible. Why didn't you offer to blow me when we met, shit! I'm fucking loving this! This is so fucking perfect! Shit, I can feel your throat let me in, I love that. I want to fuck your face," a warning more than a request, Josh immediately grabbed fistfuls of Kyle's perfectly coiffed hair with both hands began to pump his hips fast and hard, specifically doing longer thrusts so he could feel the blossoming of the throat muscles as he pushed through and pushed open the upper esophageal sphincter. "Shit, I can feel you opening up each time, fucking hell! This is too fucking good! What a sweet cocksucker, I need to reward you. Go head, do the thing."

Kyle looked up, winked as best he could through tear stained eyes, and wiped a bit of slobber off of his chin onto one of his hands. Jeremy spread his legs further apart and Kyle reached behind his gorgeous airman's ass and spread it open.

"Oh shit!" Josh cried, beating his 8.5, uncut meat, faster and peeking behind to take a look at Kyle was massaging, drawing small circles and figure eights, ...