Game Night
Anton lay naked on the bed with a bemused look on his face. He watched Devon as he slowly began to remove his clothes. It wasn't a "tease", but a show none the less. Devon removed his shirt he turned away, each piece he removed saw a movement in Anton's limp member which hung down over his balls. Devon took his time, he liked this period f acquaintence, a time before the main event. He removed his shoes gathered them and placed them bedie the chair where he was piling his clothes. He folede each item glancing occasionaly towards Anton who's eyes followed him with anticipatory intent. He shouldn't be doing this, he thought to himself. But it had been a while, no , quite a while. That he ws with a "silverback", was to him a bonus. His last year of College was upon him, and he wanted to get his adventures over to improve his efforts in school.
Anton watched in silence, he'd thought no to approach his companion at the bar, but , well fate decreed'd it. He watched the boy as he slowly revealed himself, feeling a slow steady surge with each piece of clothing removed. He smiled when he saw that his companion was wearing soft pink panties, they contrasted "sweetly with the cinnamon colered skin of his body. Devon turned away slightly and removed those panties, but stopped and went to the light switch on the wall and turned it off. Alava lamp sitting on the nearby table provided a warm countenance to the room as Devon went again to where he'd been and slowly pulled his T-shirt over his head. For moments he stood nude, but wrapped his arms around himself, in a manner of concealment. He stood looking at Anton on the bed staring at Anton's now rampant member. Anton smiled in returen knowing that he was larger than most and watched his companion's face.
It had been a while for him to. Not since he'd gotten into the country, he'd been careful knowing that if immigration knew of his hobbies, they might not let him in. But he'd met him, this man-boy at the bar, neat and petite, showing his identity to the bar tender, and watched as he went close to where Anton'had been sitting. Devon had glaned in his direction, their eyes met and both he and Anton had given each other acknowledgement noss. but didn't speak to one another.
Anton was on his third or fourth beer when he got up and went to the bar for another rouns. On a spur of the moment he secured a drink to the "boy" as well. On his way back to his table he stopped and handed the boy the beer. It was an ice breaker, Anton sat down and they connected. It seemed they were both far away from home, Anton moved to sit beside Devon because the bar had started to fill up and more people drifted in. Anton thought he should back off, but didn't. Before he knew it he had his hand on the boy's leg and nature took it's course. Now they were back at his apartment as he watvhed his companion move slowly to the side of the bed and stood over him looking down.
Devon moved alowly towards his friend, he hummed a toon as he stared at his objective. "Damn he thought to himself, that a legitament "eight", and it's thick." He looked up at Anton who lay with a smile of anticipation, He wantedd him, he thought, and he was ready. Devon didn't know why he liked the "silverback's" so much, maybe because one of his best "connections" had given him quite a tumble in his earlier stage of sexual exploration. Full head of silver hair, plus a full thatch of chest hair, white as snow. He'd pummeled Devon into a state of sexual fulfilment.
Anton waiting and watching said nothing, but began slowly rocking his hips side to side. He resisted the urge to reach out and guide his companion to what he wanted Devon glanced at him and smiled, placed his hands on the bed beside Anton slowly he leaned in and though explected, slid his tongue along Anton's thick stalk. Anton closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. Devon allowed his tongue to leave Anton's dick wet and slippery. As he licked he slowly climbed onto the bed and got between Anton's leg's. He didn't likr usinghis hands, but this was different, he gripped Anton's member and bent it towards him and slowly covered it's head, just the crown, tongue slipping over and around the tip. The slowly Devon began to bob on it., going lower and lower until he could get no more in.
In the soft darkness that covered the room Anton began to lift his hips in sync with his companion's actions. He's had blowjobs before, but this was different, he could feel the beginnings of a orgasm growing deep within himself.
The suddenly, Devon removed Anton;s member went slowly down his stalk to the base of his member. Anton let out a audible exhale, and looked down to see what Devon was doing. He attacked Anon's balls. taking in first one then the other. Using his tongue to separate, and guide them from one side to the other. The result was the the building orgasm receeded, but Devon's attack continues, his tongue, alternated from laying down a wet slck covering and his lips agressively grasping and sliding up and down . Slowly Devon lifted Anton's legs and moved bit by bit lower until his tongue was lapping and sliding between Anton's cheeks. Then the surprise, he could feel his companion's tongue sliding along his divide, around his spot, then he felt the penetration. He could hear himself, saying "oh. oh, oh" as hi companion's tongue worked it's magic. Devon let his legs drom and swiftly moved up and covered Anton's member, He could feel his companions fingers gently sliding up and down his thigh. The other hand moved over his stomach tweeking and rubbing his chest, sliding through his silver chest hair. Briefly his companion's hand gripped Anton's throat, then slid up to his lips, two fingers were offered, sliding gently over his lips, outlingin his mouth, then moved slowly inside and Anton sucked on the boy's fingers.
Devon shifted his position from between Anton's legs without losing contact, , sliding to the open side of the bed on his knees he began bobbing up and down his thick member. "uummpphh, oh, oh shit, said Anton, oh me, oh my, yyyeeess, oh yeeess." His hips rose and fell in the rythm that Devon set, he could tell his companion was trying to take more and more of him but failed wonderfuly.With one hand firmly on Anton's chest Devon began swirling his head in circles rubbing Anton's member along his cheeks, sliding it deep along his palate until it slammed again and again against the barrier of his conpanion's throat. He was already farther down Anton's stalk farther than anyone else had been. Anton's head moved side to side enjoyment surging, he could feel it, building from deep within his being.
Anton wanted to hold back, usually not a problem, but his companion was oushing buttons that Anton had forgotten he'dhad. He was rubbing his companion's back and shoulders. Trying to distract himself, trying to hold off the completion he repositioned his companion and began rubbing his back and hips. He reached between his companion's tight globes and rythmically worked up and down his companion's crack. He felt a reaction when his fingers slid over his companion's anus. Again a reaction, and Anton smiled slightly distracted from his conpanions excellent actions, he began to work slowly his fingers into his companion;s hole. Using their established rythm, Anton worked first one then two finger's into his companion's tight hole.
Their climax was cataclysmic, Anton himself actually yelling as he came. His hips jerking with each spasm, head slamming down into his pillow. Devon caught up in their moment kept Anton's pulsing member against he reces of his throat, allowing much of his companions issue to slide effortlessly into his his gullet. Anton thought feeling the buidup, had been really surprised by it's intensity. He watched in admiration of the boy's ability to do what he had done. He was about to move in when Devon lay down on the bed beside him. 'Damn, he said, was that good?" Anton laughed, good, no, he said, it was excellent. Unexpectedly Anton reached over and took the boy's head ans kissed him, above the eyes, then , gently on the lips.
Anton watched in silence, he'd thought no to approach his companion at the bar, but , well fate decreed'd it. He watched the boy as he slowly revealed himself, feeling a slow steady surge with each piece of clothing removed. He smiled when he saw that his companion was wearing soft pink panties, they contrasted "sweetly with the cinnamon colered skin of his body. Devon turned away slightly and removed those panties, but stopped and went to the light switch on the wall and turned it off. Alava lamp sitting on the nearby table provided a warm countenance to the room as Devon went again to where he'd been and slowly pulled his T-shirt over his head. For moments he stood nude, but wrapped his arms around himself, in a manner of concealment. He stood looking at Anton on the bed staring at Anton's now rampant member. Anton smiled in returen knowing that he was larger than most and watched his companion's face.
It had been a while for him to. Not since he'd gotten into the country, he'd been careful knowing that if immigration knew of his hobbies, they might not let him in. But he'd met him, this man-boy at the bar, neat and petite, showing his identity to the bar tender, and watched as he went close to where Anton'had been sitting. Devon had glaned in his direction, their eyes met and both he and Anton had given each other acknowledgement noss. but didn't speak to one another.
Anton was on his third or fourth beer when he got up and went to the bar for another rouns. On a spur of the moment he secured a drink to the "boy" as well. On his way back to his table he stopped and handed the boy the beer. It was an ice breaker, Anton sat down and they connected. It seemed they were both far away from home, Anton moved to sit beside Devon because the bar had started to fill up and more people drifted in. Anton thought he should back off, but didn't. Before he knew it he had his hand on the boy's leg and nature took it's course. Now they were back at his apartment as he watvhed his companion move slowly to the side of the bed and stood over him looking down.
Devon moved alowly towards his friend, he hummed a toon as he stared at his objective. "Damn he thought to himself, that a legitament "eight", and it's thick." He looked up at Anton who lay with a smile of anticipation, He wantedd him, he thought, and he was ready. Devon didn't know why he liked the "silverback's" so much, maybe because one of his best "connections" had given him quite a tumble in his earlier stage of sexual exploration. Full head of silver hair, plus a full thatch of chest hair, white as snow. He'd pummeled Devon into a state of sexual fulfilment.
Anton waiting and watching said nothing, but began slowly rocking his hips side to side. He resisted the urge to reach out and guide his companion to what he wanted Devon glanced at him and smiled, placed his hands on the bed beside Anton slowly he leaned in and though explected, slid his tongue along Anton's thick stalk. Anton closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. Devon allowed his tongue to leave Anton's dick wet and slippery. As he licked he slowly climbed onto the bed and got between Anton's leg's. He didn't likr usinghis hands, but this was different, he gripped Anton's member and bent it towards him and slowly covered it's head, just the crown, tongue slipping over and around the tip. The slowly Devon began to bob on it., going lower and lower until he could get no more in.
In the soft darkness that covered the room Anton began to lift his hips in sync with his companion's actions. He's had blowjobs before, but this was different, he could feel the beginnings of a orgasm growing deep within himself.
The suddenly, Devon removed Anton;s member went slowly down his stalk to the base of his member. Anton let out a audible exhale, and looked down to see what Devon was doing. He attacked Anon's balls. taking in first one then the other. Using his tongue to separate, and guide them from one side to the other. The result was the the building orgasm receeded, but Devon's attack continues, his tongue, alternated from laying down a wet slck covering and his lips agressively grasping and sliding up and down . Slowly Devon lifted Anton's legs and moved bit by bit lower until his tongue was lapping and sliding between Anton's cheeks. Then the surprise, he could feel his companion's tongue sliding along his divide, around his spot, then he felt the penetration. He could hear himself, saying "oh. oh, oh" as hi companion's tongue worked it's magic. Devon let his legs drom and swiftly moved up and covered Anton's member, He could feel his companions fingers gently sliding up and down his thigh. The other hand moved over his stomach tweeking and rubbing his chest, sliding through his silver chest hair. Briefly his companion's hand gripped Anton's throat, then slid up to his lips, two fingers were offered, sliding gently over his lips, outlingin his mouth, then moved slowly inside and Anton sucked on the boy's fingers.
Devon shifted his position from between Anton's legs without losing contact, , sliding to the open side of the bed on his knees he began bobbing up and down his thick member. "uummpphh, oh, oh shit, said Anton, oh me, oh my, yyyeeess, oh yeeess." His hips rose and fell in the rythm that Devon set, he could tell his companion was trying to take more and more of him but failed wonderfuly.With one hand firmly on Anton's chest Devon began swirling his head in circles rubbing Anton's member along his cheeks, sliding it deep along his palate until it slammed again and again against the barrier of his conpanion's throat. He was already farther down Anton's stalk farther than anyone else had been. Anton's head moved side to side enjoyment surging, he could feel it, building from deep within his being.
Anton wanted to hold back, usually not a problem, but his companion was oushing buttons that Anton had forgotten he'dhad. He was rubbing his companion's back and shoulders. Trying to distract himself, trying to hold off the completion he repositioned his companion and began rubbing his back and hips. He reached between his companion's tight globes and rythmically worked up and down his companion's crack. He felt a reaction when his fingers slid over his companion's anus. Again a reaction, and Anton smiled slightly distracted from his conpanions excellent actions, he began to work slowly his fingers into his companion;s hole. Using their established rythm, Anton worked first one then two finger's into his companion's tight hole.
Their climax was cataclysmic, Anton himself actually yelling as he came. His hips jerking with each spasm, head slamming down into his pillow. Devon caught up in their moment kept Anton's pulsing member against he reces of his throat, allowing much of his companions issue to slide effortlessly into his his gullet. Anton thought feeling the buidup, had been really surprised by it's intensity. He watched in admiration of the boy's ability to do what he had done. He was about to move in when Devon lay down on the bed beside him. 'Damn, he said, was that good?" Anton laughed, good, no, he said, it was excellent. Unexpectedly Anton reached over and took the boy's head ans kissed him, above the eyes, then , gently on the lips.
2 years ago