Game Boy Part 1 - Sex Stories

Game Boy Part 1

... on them drowned out the more interesting stink of what lurked underneath. "Aren't you going to wank off?" he asked, clearly impatient for me to hurry up and finish off. I pulled away from between his bum cheeks. "Shortly, Curtis, but I'd like to sample the source in all its untainted glory first, if I may." He peered down at me, his expression uncomprehending, so I clarified: "I'd like you to pull your shorts down so I can lick your hole." "You really wanna do this?" he asked me again. "I mean, I can't swear as to how clean I am back there, and... you know... it is my arsehole so it might be dead pongy..." "I'm sure it'll be delicious, Curtis," I grinned up at him. "Have you done it before?" he asked. "I mean, have you licked another guy's bunghole?" "Of course," I smiled, "many times. I'm quite the connoisseur." "If it's too shitty and gross and you can't go through with it, you won't tell anyone, will you?" "Who am I going to tell?" I asked him. Did he really think I was going to waltz back out into the coffee shop and declare to the crowd what I'd just found between his bum-cheeks? "I dunno," he replied. "Your faggot friends or whatever. I just don't want to think of you making jokes about me to all the other perverts whose butts you lick." "You can rest assured, Curtis, that I don't kiss and tell. Even when the kissing leaves an especially disagreeable aftertaste." He nodded with upmost gravity and then hitched his boxers down with both hands to reveal his bare backside. ...

... And what a lovely bum it was too! If he had a girlfriend, I was sure she wouldn't appreciate it. Few girls pay any serious attention to what's going on down the back of their boyfriends' underwear, and those who are able to see beauty in the muscular curve of the masculine behind would probably gag at the suggestion of having a sniff or a lick between its squat and solid cheeks. So for a few brief minutes I intended to redress the inequity. I wanted to show Curtis that there was at least one member of the human race for whom his gorgeously tubby rear held a burning fascination and that no matter how embarrassed he was about the state in which he'd left it, for me its natural beauty was something to be glorified. I pressed my face between his generously-sculpted buttocks and inhaled the sheer force of the stink inside his hot hairy trench. It was at once shocking and exhilarating: an intense array of the most pungent and biting odours that the male body can produce and a stark reminder to me of why I am so irrepressibly drawn to seek out encounters such as this. My erection immediately started pounding against my zipper and I reached down to release it as I nuzzled deeper into the wiry tangle of Curtis' crack. His smell was mind-blowing: so powerful and intoxicating in its unrelenting bitterness and in how unapologetically obscene it was. I pulled my cock out and started wanking it hard and fast as I snorted this young man's most carnal stink. It was much rougher than I would ...