A Story by JAY
Part 2 of 2
He rolled over to grab a towel laying on the back of the
sofa. He pressed up against my hard
cock. He handed me the towel and rubbed
his face all over my cock. He pulled
down the blanket covering me and a drop of precum started to drip from my
cockhead. His tongue flicked out and
caught it. He continued licking all up
my shaft to the top of my cock. In one
swift move, he took my cock deep in his mouth.
I never had anyone do that before.
I saw that his cock was rock hard once again. He moved to the edge of the sofa and patted
the area of the sofa in front of him.
I leaned down and held his cock in front of me. I tried to suck it and take it deep in my
mouth but I started to gag and quickly removed it. I decided to take it slow and easy. I sucked on just his cockhead, making sure I
gave his ridge around the cockhead all the attention I could do.
I was not the most experienced cocksucker but I was going to
do my best and give it a try. I was real
close to cumming. The sensation of my
cock in his mouth was overwhelming. I
started to cum and he clamped down on his lips and swallowed my load.
When he came, it was fast and with a big load. I swallowed some but most came out of my
mouth and accumulated on him. We laid
there catching our breath. We cleaned up
and sat and talked. He was an easy
going guy that was sweet and generous.
Even though he did not have much, I was welcome to anything I needed.
I found out that he was a runaway also. His name was Joe. In the daylight, his place was a ‘dump’, but
like he said, “It is dry and somewhat warm.”
He invited me to stay a few days.
I felt safe with Joe, so I decided to stay. He made money by begging on streets
corners.
The next day, while he was out, I thought about it and begging
for a living was not my thing. I had dreamt
of having a nice place and a good job. My dream had this handsome boyfriend that was
waiting for me. Although I appreciated
him letting me stay with him, the next day, I headed back home.
We parted as friends and I plan on visiting every so often
when I need to ‘runaway’
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