Young and full of cum

Another from the vaults. Nov 2019.

I was home alone, working on an overdue report which I COULD have finished hours earlier if it wasn't for the fact that I was horny and kept stopping to browse various hook up sites.

It was about 1.30 am when a message popped up on Grindr from a 19 year old. Normally, 19 is an age which wouldn't excite me, but he chatted sensibly and sent a couple of pics which piqued my interest. Chat moved along quite swiftly and it became apparent that he was as mentally mature as his physical appearance. A nubile young man for sure!

That said, I wasn't seriously expecting anything to happen as it was late...so I was somewhat surprised when he asked if he could come over. It was against my better judgement, but my BALLS protested against my reluctance.

30 mins later, a tall, handsome, lithe, floppy haired, well spoken you man was crossing the threshold. I was immediately impressed by his affability and agreeable level of self confidence. We headed upstairs. When we got to the bedroom, he stood in the middle of the room smiling, but also looked a bit lost. It was momentary thing, but he clearly noticed that I'd seen a bit beyond the smile.

'I don't have much experience of this type of thing' he said.

'Sex with men,' I responded ' ...or turning up at a random guys house in the middle of the night?'

He laughed and replied that he's doesn't have sex often and isn't usually so spontaneous'.

I commented that I'd wondered if he was having 2nd thoughts. His response was to the contrary! (2nd vote of confidence in a 24hour period. Nice when it happens). He then asked if he could kiss me. It was my turn to just smile. I stepped up to him, place my hand behind his head and gently pull his head towards mine, until our lips softly touched.

Not that he appeared tense, but I did feel him relax and almost 'melt' as I enveloped him in my arms. I can't deny, his is an awesome kisser.

When guys on hook up sites ask 'What are you looking for/into?' my usual response is to write ;

'It depends on the fella, mutual attraction, chemistry, connection etc. You know how it is. A kiss with the RIGHT fella can be hotter and more memorable than a 2 hour fuck session with the WRONG fella'.

Well this was one of those occasions I was 'kissing the right fella'.

We gently lowered ourselves on to the bed, mutually embracing each other and the pleasure of moment. Initially, he was laying back, but after some 5 mins of relatively gentle snogging he suddenly sat up...pushed me down on the bed (that one act from him alone was enough to ramp up the sexual tension) and the passion really kicked in.

I was already naked (wasn't wearing any clothes all day), so it was time to start getting his clothes off. I think he'd have been ok if I'd literally ripped them from him. Initially I lifted his T over his head to reveal a slight, but shapely torso with a perfect dusting of chest hair. T-shirt off, he lay fully on top of me, grinding and writhing as we necked and kissed. I could feel his hard cock pressing in to me, through his jogging pants. It was my turn to push him down on the bed. Then, standing over him I took hold of his joggers and pulled them over his thighs to reveal an incredibly hairy lower half. I continued tugging at his joggers until his long legs flopped back onto the bed. I then reached down and pulled off is sexy black boxer briefs, in the same manner.

As I stood, looking down at this young man now laying naked...his eyes staring back at mine, I smiled wryly and nodded. 'Wank that cock' I instructed him.

He took his throbbing member in hand and slowly started to rub himself, his legs now wide apart. With his boxers still in my hands, I raised them to my face and inhaled his scent. With my free hand, I also started to masturbate...slowly. His cock was a good sized 'average', uncut, and to my delight had a dark hairy bush to frame it. In fact, so alluring was the sight, I soon dropped to my knees, between his open legs and buried my face in his groin. He smelled good. Clean, but obviously showered long enough ago to produce a pleasant level of natural, manly smells. As he gently continued to masturbate, I tasted his balls (small...which is the only [mildly] disappointing thing so far...so I couldn't really complain), enjoying the sensation of his body/groin hair on my face...and licking the precum oozing from his swollen nob.

Once again, I stood and looked down, enjoying watching him pleasuring himself. For a short while I just remained there watching him...however he eventually rose to his knees and took my erect cock into his mouth. He made agreeable sounds as he sucked on me. Initially, I let him go at his own pace as I ran my hands through his thick dark, floppy tresses.

Eventually I took a fistful of his hair in my grip and holding his head tight, I started to fuck his face.

A short while later, I bent his head back, stepped astride him as he leaned backwards and forced my balls into his mouth, instructing him to suck on them hard. He made more noises which indicated he was liking it as his hands reached up to hold on to my arse cheeks, using them to pull himself in tight to my tackle. I love rough treatment of my balls. He got quite rough with his mouth. I liked it.

Precum oozed from my piss hole, running over my helmet and down the shaft. Using my grip on his hair, I pulled his face away from my nuts and ran my dick across his mouth...effectively wiping the precum on it. I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips...sharing the juice.

We dissolved into a naked heap of flesh and a period of passion fuelled rimming, sucking, kissing, grinding, groping ensued. I enjoy guys who confidently submit to dominance yet have enough self assurance to assert themselves and take charge when they feel the urge, as either happen organically. This young fella did both. He was ticking a lot of my boxes. He was hot and he was fun.

Although we hadn't engaged in much conversation before we met, I remembered he described himself as 'vers/top' on his profile. I figured that it wasn't the ideal time to enter into conversation to ask how much he was into BEING fucked...much as I would have very happily pounded his arse. I simply decided I would take one for the boys.....BUT....it was only when thinking about fucking, it occurred to me I had no condoms handy. Well........ he didn't seem to concerned!

I had lube by the bed so I reached out and took the bottle...squeezing a LOAD over his cock. As much as anything, it was kind of hot to have his lube drenched crotch to play with. I rubbed my hands over him, we wanked our cocks together and ultimately, I sat astride him, and teased my own hole with his throbbing nob as I ran my slippery hands up his body and over his chest, to his throat, which I gripped tightly.

He stared into my eyes as he threw his arms wide...something which I suppose was an act of subconscious yet total submission in the moment. As he opened his mouth wide in an attempt to draw more air, I slowly lowered my arse, sliding his cock inside my hole, gently forcing it beyond my hoop..... as I gradually released my grip on his throat. As his flaccid body lay motionless for a few moments, I found myself sitting balls deep on his man meat. It felt awesome and being rare that I ever have a bare cock inside me, it felt even more exhilarating. I lifted myself high enough that I could ride his dick. He slid his heavy arms back towards me...initially resting them on my thighs, going with the rise and fall of cock riding. However, the momentum picked up as he started to thrust upwards, into me, sliding his right hand over to my penis which was waving about freely along with the rise and fall. He had an aggressive look on his face now. I suspected that without a change of position/activity, he would soon be breeding my hole.

I told him to squeeze my balls with his free hand. He did so...and got it just right (Get it right and it almost squeezes the cum out me)

He was clearly picking up the signals, as I was of him, when quite suddenly and spontaneously, we both picked up the pace of the riding, fucking and wanking. I would have liked to have him pound me from behind...but it felt that we were now heading in a direction with only one ending. A happy one.

Sure enough...he was pushing up further into me, lifting me slightly as his pounding (as best you can at in that position) intensified and his wanking of my cock increased dramatically. Sure enough, he arched his head back, opened his mouth wide and all but stopped jerking me. His pelvic thrusting took on a very deliberate, slower, deeper, stronger motion as though he wanted to add some thrust to the spunk he was jettisoning deep inside my arse, as far as he possibly could. Eyes wide, he let out some quiet, breathy grunts as he spilled his seed.

I took hold of the hand he was using to squeeze my balls, to keep it there, but I took over masturbating myself...aggressively and furiously. I hardly noticed as he relaxed at the end of his orgasm, but he got that I wanted him to continue squeezing and took a renewed, tight grip. The effect was INSTANT... shooting a stream if cum 0nto his face and hair...before spilling and good sized , well overdue, watery load of the white stuff over his tanned, hairy chest. He dutifully carried on with some less intensive thrusts until I too, was fully spent and sitting with my full weight on his groin...pushing his cock deep inside me one last time, before, after a short break, I dis-mounted and flopped onto the bed beside him.

After a short period of silence, we gravitated closer together until I was his big spoon. I felt my cum on his chest. I rubbed it in gently. I gyrated his arse into my lap. We fell asleep.

I woke about 20 mins later. It was almost 3.30. He stirred as I moved to switch off the light and pull the covers over us.

We woke a little after 8am. Holding hands !!!

We cuddled and caressed each other lazily. Naturally, one thing led to another and before long, I was giving him a BJ. It didn't take long before his sweet jizz was filling my mouth. We cuddled again, but I was awake now.

Eventually I asked if he wanted a coffee. He preferred Tea.

It all felt very comfortable.

(Picture not with the 19yr old. That's a similar scenario with another fella. Riding his dick, while wanking myself and having my balls squeezed)