Army gay story of a slutty and wild young man: 2
Military gay story: He grabs my skull and pushes me down to his crotch, his dick sliding into the depths of my whore mouth like a pile driver. I felt his warm, thick, creamy load 💦 on the inner muscles, gushing down my throat.
His slit must have squirted it far into me. His entire thick load 💦 went down my throat, it tasted beautifully salty.
‘Fuck yea, there you go,’ he panted.
With the oral session done, round one was completed.
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He dressed up and sorted himself, went out of the gypsy 🚗 and moved to the rear of it. He signalled me to move in there. The strong winds 🍃 of the valley made the tarpaulin ⛺ covering the rear of the gypsy flutter.
I wondered whether we were being to exhibitionist but there was no one in sight amidst the lengthening shadows of the valley.
He got into the space between the two front seats 💺. I climbed in through the rear of the gypsy. Such majestic, muscular, perfectly round humps of ass.
With his due consent, I stumbled towards his majestic body. There were jerry cans of petrol/diesel all around the back of the gypsy. I wondered if they might catch fire 🔥 due to his passions 🔥? He asked me to relax.
With the golden rays of the setting evening sun skimming the mountain top, there was no hurry. I slowly removed his elastic sweatpants using my teeth (He had dressed up again, cause we had to move to adjust positions).
Removing sweatpants👖 using only the mouth might sound sexy but is difficult. You pull down the strap from one side, move to the other, by that time the first side has moved up again.
Now, only to be left with a sky blue, tighty silk brief 🩲 as the only barrier left between me and his grandeur yielding, perfect bottoms.
I finally removed the last piece of cloth remaining between him and me, without touching them with my hands. My nose grazed his left ass 🍑 cheek. He smirked.
There were two perfectly shaped, untouched, clean and well endowed ass cheeks 🍑, those mounds of muscle guarding the heaven I couldn’t wait to explore. Tight, protruding and enticingly curved.
They appeared to have been smoothed and sculpted by a Renaissance master. They were a shade lighter than the rest of him: a creamy, milk-tea brown. I now understood what soldiers did in their off time.
They worked on their bodies. They work on their tools, enlarging them, massaging them to mesmerise anyone required. The ass cheeks were as smooth as the silk underwear that concealed them.
Not a hair in sight, neither the signs of hair roots, nor signs of trimming.
I started off by sealing my lips 👄 on his left ass cheek, to taste him raw. I moved inwards, towards his cleft. No taste of sweat, no bad smell.
Apparently he had taken all precautions regarding hygiene. I had arrived at the gates leading to the heaven of pleasure. I didn’t care to wait to catch my breath. I just couldn’t.
I was tasting him, I was wrestling with his ass cheeks, to let me in. I start by licking it up and down, to get it as wet as I can with my drooling saliva 👅. I try pushing in my tongue when I feel that its wet enough.
‘Not so soon, lick harder,’ he commanded. ‘Loosen my ass with your smooching and biting, first.’
His ass cheeks spread just enough that I could see his tight pink asshole winking lasciviously at me. I could control myself no longer.
I entered him. It tasted of the raw musky man. I flicked my tongue in just enough to barely touch his puckered pink sphincter. He definitely felt it.
‘Aaah, fuck yea, deeper in,’ he moaned softly.
My tongue tight against that sweet hole, got a taste of it.
I went on exploring him as deeply as possible, with the moaning increasing rapidly till I reached deep inside where I seldom am able to, using my tongue and lips, keeping his cheeks as spread apart as possible with both my hands.
I boldly spread his cheeks and went for it. He didn’t move while I tongued him and I could feel his sphincter loosening and letting my tongue push inside his hole.
“Mmmm,” he purred.
I pressed against the left sphincter of his hole with my tongue and then repeated on the right wall of the passage leading deep in.
I tried moving deeper. His asshole clenched my tongue inside him. Soft lovely wet sponge-like feeling from the tongue is so different to what feels like a long hammer from the cock.
I wanted to taste his ass, as raw and tight as possible. My tongue thrusting in his passage, his strong muscles resisting my entry, my drooling saliva lubricating that struggle.
‘Hey bitch! You know anatomy well. You hit the bull’s eye,’ he remarked.
‘The bull’s g-spot 🎯,’ I corrected him, in my mind.
He was absolutely loving the way my tongue was twirling inside of him, getting him all wet and tingly in all the right places! His moans kept getting louder and increased its pace, almost at the same pace as his breathing.
Rimming assholes give me a strange good feeling, but yes they must be ultra-clean. The softness of the passage inside from the pink hole, its tight squeeze on my tongue as I try to thrust to as deep as possible.
The folds, curves and patterns are all unique. I simply love kissing and caressing holes of men.
He grabbed the back of my head, forcing my face deep into his arse, and I felt his ring squeeze down tight, pushing my tongue out.
“Uhhhhhhhh, nghhhhhhh, you’re gonna make me cum again,” he moaned.
I kept on exploring him in various positions, till I reached a point when he couldn’t take it anymore. He cummed and I regret wasting that bout of protein shake.
Military gay story of fucking with an army man
‘You were the first top I met who enjoyed getting rimmed,’ I said.
‘People who do not get themselves rimmed, do not know what they are missing out,’ he smirked.
Rimming was the second round. There’s more to cum (yea he cummed even more). DO stay tuned for the next parts. Thanks a lot for reading.
In an instant he flipped me around, holding tight my waist and getting into a position behind me. He was aiming directly at my hole now.
‘Hey, wait a sec,’ I remarked.
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