Bobs Boy Toy

By moc.loa@1namhbL

Published on Oct 6, 2001

Gay

This is a continuing story that depicts sex acts between men. It is graphic in nature and should NOT be read by minors. So, please leave if the shoe fits.

Bob's Boy-Toy (part 7)

It was rather late in the afternoon, when Jim said that he would have to come back tomorrow to finish the electronic installation. Bob suggested he stay the night, saving him the one and one half-hour drive, he'd have to make.

Jim looked right at me, and said, "Yes, I'll stay, if your boy will keep me company." Bob agreed, showing him the guest bedroom, upstairs. I followed, like a puppy in heat, hoping he'd throw me on the bed, and fuck me.

Jim had other ideas, though, as he told me to draw him a bath, while he undressed. Bob gave him some shorts and a t-shirt to wear, if he wanted. Jim walked into the bathroom, completely naked. My eyes feasted on his body, the body of a man who has taken much pride in developing and toning his physique. There was just this god, in front of me, wanting to use me as he pleased. I was in a state of bliss, knowing this.

He stepped into the tub, sat down, and ordered me to wash his entire body. I couldn't wait to get to him, needing to feel this amazing specimen of a man. His entire body was hard, toned, and very manly. My hands wanted to be touching him, forever, never leaving his skin. I didn't use a washcloth, as I wanted to feel the sensation, totally, with just my hands as they glided over his body. A small moan escaped his mouth, when I was washing his chest, my fingers moving over his aroused nipples. I would remember that, later, and attack them with my mouth and tongue.

He stood up, afterwards, me still on my knees, and put his cock in my face. I could only smile, lean in and surround that huge piece of meat with my mouth, taking his semi-soft gland right down to the pubes, in one swift motion.

"Enough for now, little one. Dry me off, and we'll go into the bedroom." I did as he ordered, following him, watching his ass cheeks as he walked. I wanted to fling myself at them, and bury my face in those tight globes. His ass jiggled, ever so slightly, as he walked, making me drool for him to sit on my face, so I could taste his manly bottom.

He lay on the bed on his back, legs wide open, with his hands clasped under his head, so he could watch whatever he wanted me to do. "Ok, now, get me hard with that sweet mouth of yours, so I can fuck that tight pussy-ass of yours. Make me want to fuck you, boy."

He couldn't have said anything better to me, as I dove in to his crotch. My first target was his balls. I licked, lapped, sucked, and loved those beautiful orbs, making them all wet with my saliva. Next, needless to say, I had to have his cock in my mouth, again. Taking the tip in slowly, I went all the way down in one slow, deliberate motion, feeling him lodge in my throat. He uttered a slight moan, as I held him there, trying to get used to the invasion. Drawing back up, some, I sucked and slurped him, using extra suction and tongue movement, to heighten his pleasure.

After about 10 minutes of this oral attack, he told me to get on my hands and knees, on the bed. I knew he was going to fuck me, and gladly got into my submissive position, spreading my cheeks, to give him the access he wanted to my ass. He applied some lube to my hole, and some more on his hardness, before placing his mammoth tool at me entrance.

I knew it was going to hurt, a little, as he was so big, but, didn't expect as much pain as happened when he did finally push in. I yelped, and tried to pull away, but he had me in a vice grip, not allowing me to scoot at all. He said, "now, you know what it's like to be fucked by a real man." With that comment, he pushed in, all the way, filling my insides with as much cock as has ever been in me. His balls slapped mine, as he shoved in, making me wince in pain, again, and again.

Finally, after what felt like hours, the pain subsided, and the all to familiar, sexual pleasure found it's way to my mind and body, making me push back against his thrusts, begging for more of him in me. He continued his assault on me, ravaging my hole, thrusting his hard cock in and out, of me, until I thought I would pass out from the bliss. My head was pressed against the headboard, as the sheer force of his movements had pushed me forward. Even though I tried to push back to meet his motions, he still had me pinned, using his body's strength, to create a piston-like machine. We're both moaning and groaning, by this point, not wanting the moment to end, but, as it always does, he suddenly pushed all the way in, stopped, and let loose a geyser of his hot cream. The force of his first shot was amazing, making me weep with pleasure and wanton need. He fucked me, for much longer depositing every bit of his seed inside my burning asshole, creating a slippery sensation, completely different from the lube. He glided in and out, with such precision, we felt like one, like we had bonded together. I guess, in a way, we had. My face was in the pillow, my ass in the air, and he was still buried in me, as I begged for more. His cock, however had began it's softening, and slowly plopped out of my sphincter, with a slight whooshing sound.

Like I usually do with Bob, I automatically turned around, and buried my face in his crotch, wanting to clean his cock. He liked that, as he pushed my face onto his softening member, making me get it all in my mouth. tasting his juice, and my ass, making a wonderful mixture of sensual tastes and smells. I could have stayed that way, forever, but he wanted to lay down, and go to sleep.

I asked if I could suck him, while he slept, and he of course said yes.

Sometime in the middle of the night, he awoke, with a raging hardon. I must have known this in my sleep, as I only had the head in my mouth, at the time.

He woke me up, saying he needed to pee, so I glued my mouth to him, telling him to go ahead and piss in my mouth. It took him a few seconds before I felt the salty fluid rushing thru me, coating my insides. I had to swallow, often, as the sheer volume was overwhelming.

Well, still semi-hard, and me awake, I decided to take advantage of the situation, and get another cum load from this macho man. He layed there while I sucked his hardness, begging for his release. My face was like a blur, up and down, up and down, on his rigid tool, going deep in my throat, and back up to just the tip.

His movements told me he was close to shooting, so I sped up even more, using my tongue on the underside, making him moan in pleasure. He grabbed my head, pushed in deep, and came, in huge volleys, coating my mouth and throat with that wonderful jizz. I swallowed, hungrily, all he had to offer, too.

I thanked him, again, as he went back to sleep, and I re-took my position between his legs, curled up, with that special man-meat slipped between my lips.

I hope you have enjoyed this continuing story and welcome any comments to Lbhman1@aol.com

Next: Chapter 8


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