A Full Growth

He was gorgeous and I picked him up at the club. We must have swapped gallons of saliva as we danced and we felt each other’s hardness through our trendy and tight trousers.

Back at my flat, I peeled off his tight white t-shirt, his body was thin and his chest hairless; still sticky from the frenetic dancing we did. His nipples looked a deep red in the subdued light and my lips teased each of the in turn. His nub got very hard and I bit it, causing him to gasp.

Moving down his body, I cleaned his navel and my tongue was tickled by the hairs of his treasure trail. I unclasped the button on his sky blue jeans and eased down the fly, I spread open the flaps and my eyes looked into a black hole. I could see nothing. I pushed his jeans down and his thick, natural bush came into clear view. His dick pointed to my face but I ignored it and thrust my face into his carpet of pubes, feeling the wiry hairs scrape against my face.

The boy laughed as he saw my strange action, I just love a boy in his natural state and most other boys I picked up trimmed or shaved themselves bare. I kept my face on his pillow of pubes for a while, and then we got down to the action.

 © May 2009