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What Didn't Happen Today Pt. 04
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I've been exchanging emails lately with middle-aged bearish man. I don't know what he looks like in real life, but in my mind's eye, he's the perfect bearded, furry, dad-bodied man who has curiosity about sex with other men, but very little experience. I'll call him Sam. Recently, I tantalized Sam with a lengthy description of what I would do with him if I ever got him alone. I described how I would strip him, then gently touch, sniff, lick, and suck just about every part of him, with particular focus on his cock, taint, ass, and armpits; in other words, the centers of his pheromone production. The musky masculine scents that drive me wild. He was blown away by what I said. Sam is currently on a family camping trip, so he essentially has no privacy and no sexual outlet. The tent is too warm for to sleep comfortably, so about all he can do after everyone else has gone to sleep is sit at a picnic table outside his tent, clad only in boxer briefs to cool off and look at emails. Including mine. My words seem to drive him into a frenzy of sexual desire. He has a throbbing erection and thinks of slipping off into the woods to rub one out, since there's insufficient privacy for him to have sex with his slot siteleri wife. He actually really wants to have a wet dream based on my scenarios. One morning, I related my experience waking up with a particularly strong erection. As I reached under the covers to fully appreciate the heft and scent of my cock and low-hanging balls, I imagined that I was stroking Sam's cock and fondling his balls; inhaling his scent. That got me pretty hot and bothered, and soon I had soiled the sheets with a very rare early morning orgasm. Needless to say, Sam very much enjoyed that story. What didn't happen: It's midnight on a warm summer evening. I'm out in the woods, near where I know my friend Sam is camping with his family. I notice a glow in the distance, so I walk toward it. I'm clad only in a pair of running shorts and sneakers. I move as quietly as I can. There's a full moon, so my way is well-lit. I reach a clearing, and see Sam sitting at a picnic table, clad only in boxer briefs, looking intently at his phone. His cock is sticking out of the fly of his underwear, and the fuzzy top of the crack of his ass is tantalizingly exposed as the back of his undies are partway down canlı casino his butt. I approach him quietly, and he's apparently so absorbed in what he's reading that he doesn't hear me. I kneel behind him and gently blow a stream of air into his crack. That's in preparation for sticking my nose in, blending my moustache with his butt hair. Sam reacts with a little start followed by a low moan. I stand and wrap my arms around his torso, feeling his hairy chest and brushing against his nipples. My furry chest is tight against his back. I nuzzle his neck and whisper in his ear, "Hi, Sam. I see you've been waiting for me!" I gently pull him to his feet and bend him over the edge of the table, his chest flat against the surface and his cock jutting below the edge. His boxer briefs are now around his ankles. I pull his arms behind his back, and gently tie his wrists together with a length of rope I have tucked in the pocket of my running shorts. I then use a bandana I've also brought with me to gag him so that he won't wake his family. Sam squirms with excitement and nervous anticipation. I bend over so that I can explore his damp, furry butt with my nose and beard. I brush my moustache güvenilir casino against his tight, virgin anus before licking and probing it with my tongue. The bandana gag does an adequate job of keeping his moans quiet. I gently insert my index finger into his ass, feeling the warm softness of his rectum. I resolve to fuck Sam at the earliest opportunity, once he's had time to prepare. I raise Sam to his feet, his cock glistening in the moonlight. Using ample spit, I begin to masturbate him, relating again my morning fantasy where my dick became his. He struggles against his bound wrists and tries to say something through the gag, but I can't her him. I do my best to edge him, stroking his cock intensely before stopping for a half minute. Finally, I decide to let him explode. "Time to unload, Sam," I whisper in his ear. "That's my boy. Cum for me. Cum for Jake!" Sam's whole body shakes, and his legs give way beneath him. I'm glad to be holding him tight, or else he might have fallen to the ground. The picnic table gets a healthy dose of Sam's cum. I untie Sam's wrists and turn him around so that we can embrace. I take the bandana out of his mouth and kiss him. I wipe the table with the bandana, which I put back into my pocket as a souvenir along with the length of rope. I bend over and pull Sam's boxer briefs back up to their normal position, cradling his softening cock and stretching over his shapely ass. One final kiss and I quietly melt into the background. |
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