My boyfriend had fallen asleep on the sofa. I wasn’t ready for bed yet, but I had lost interest in whatever was on the TV and started scrolling on my phone instead. A suggestive Instagram reel with a hot twink and his impressive bulge led me to X where the huge bulge was unwrapped.
I stayed on X where one video was replaced by the next. My boyfriend snored peacefully. My cocked was getting hard, pressing against the fabric. I whipped it out and started stroking slowly, quietly. A small bead of precum spread all over my head as I pulled back my foreskin. More was coming now the faucet had been turned on.
Scrolling and stroking is a two-hand job, at the least. I had one AirPod in my ear so all the moaning, groaning, and flesh-clapping on screen wouldn’t woke up my sleeping beauty. He had never caught me wanking, although what was the worst that could happen?
I stopped stroking but left my cock out. Went on LPSG. Found the Erotic Stories forum and started reading. After a few stories, I felt the precum oozing. A thick string lead from the tip to my curled-up leg. I started stroking again, hoping my boyfriend would actually wake up and give me a hand, literally.
I whacked it against my leg a few times in a series of loud, wet slaps.
He shifted in his sleep, rolled over to face the TV. The screen lit up his cute face. His mouth was slightly open, and his head was right on the edge of the sofa. It would be so easy to just stick it in there. But how would he react? How fast would he wake up and realise what was happening? Would he enjoy it?
The thought made me even harder. I stroked a bit more. Precum still flowing freely, greasing my pole.
I carefully got up from my end of the sofa and approached his end slowly. I didn’t want to stir him so he would turn away from me. At the same time I was a little hesitant and unsure if I should proceed.
What I knew for sure was that my boyfriend loved sucking my cock. So wouldn’t it be a pleasant surprise?
My shorts and briefs fell to the floor. I was hovering above him with my throbbing cock. It was as if his open mouth was calling for my it. I did a few more strokes half expecting him to open his eyes and catch me in the act. Then what would I do?
I bent my knees a bit to align my crotch with his mouth. Pulling back my foreskin spread another ample amount of fresh precum all over my head which was glistening with the thick, slick juice.
Moving nearer, I could feel his hot breath on my head. The rhythm was slow. Unlike my heart rate.
I had to remind myself to breathe. I composed myself before the next step so I wouldn’t mess it all up.
Carefully I traced his parted lips with my head wetting them with my precum.
He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch one bit.
I made another round. Slower. Wetter. His soft lips moved under the light pressure from my slick head.
I press it lightly between his lips and hold it there before pushing on. His mouth opens a bit more to accommodate my thick cock. My head is now on his tongue. And perhaps the taste of precum triggered a muscle memory. Without opening his eyes, he wraps his lips around my shaft and starts sucking slowly while letting out small grunts of delight.
I go deeper and he moans louder as he opens his eyes. For a split second, he looks confused, bewildered – but as soon as he realises what’s going on, he relaxes, continues moaning and looks very content while he slurps on my cock.
I put my hand behind his head and start fucking his mouth. He gags and struggles a bit. Spit starts bubbling out of his mouth. I pull out with a wet smack, slap his cheek with my cock, smearing saliva and presum all over. He rolls over onto his back, mouth still open. I place my heavy balls in there, feeling his tongue tickling them.
I pull back the blanket covering his lower body to discover his throbbing bulge where a wet patch is forming.
Grabbing his bulge I ask: “What have you been dreaming of?”
“This!”, he mumbles with my balls still in his mouth, his eyes gleaming with horny joy.
I lean down to kiss him, whispering “I was afraid you’d turn over.”
“Why?”, he smiles with a slight frown, turns away from me, pushing his ass towards the edge of the sofa and pulls down his underwear completely before closing his eyes pretending to be asleep, even fake snoring a little bit.
I play along, kneel next to the sofa, carefully tracing his body with my fingers. He squirms a little because it tickles. I caress his plump buttocks, cup them and squeeze them. Spread them to reveal his hole.
I blow on it to let him know how close I am. His hole clenches. Then relaxes again.
My tongue circles his hole before entering the hot, heavenly cave. I love the taste and scent of his ass, and I start devouring it while slurping greedily.
He can’t pretend to be asleep any longer and moans out loud. Grabs my head to press me deeper inside. My tongue can’t get any deeper, I flick it around one last time, before standing up, ready to plow him.
He looks up at me with joyful anticipation while I stroke my cock. Still slick with precum. His ass is wet and open. Ready for me.
The position is awkward as I bend my knee to realign. Slowly I slide in. First half. Wait. Back out. He is gaping. Then all the way in. He cries in sweet agony. I wait for him to catch his breath before I begin thrusting. While deep inside him, I push him over on his stomach and climb onto the sofa. On top of him, I continue the breeding as I lick his ear whispering how gorgeous his ass feels.
“Fuuuuck!”, he moans as his hole clenches around my shaft, almost milking it. He cums hands-free on the sofa below us. “Fill me with your load” he demands thrusting his ass upwards, still clenching. I can’t hold it much longer either. I pound him hard a few more times, before collapsing on top of him releasing my load deep inside him.
“You can wake me up like this anytime,” he says happily while my seed is still flowing from my cock as we both try to recover.
I stayed on X where one video was replaced by the next. My boyfriend snored peacefully. My cocked was getting hard, pressing against the fabric. I whipped it out and started stroking slowly, quietly. A small bead of precum spread all over my head as I pulled back my foreskin. More was coming now the faucet had been turned on.
Scrolling and stroking is a two-hand job, at the least. I had one AirPod in my ear so all the moaning, groaning, and flesh-clapping on screen wouldn’t woke up my sleeping beauty. He had never caught me wanking, although what was the worst that could happen?
I stopped stroking but left my cock out. Went on LPSG. Found the Erotic Stories forum and started reading. After a few stories, I felt the precum oozing. A thick string lead from the tip to my curled-up leg. I started stroking again, hoping my boyfriend would actually wake up and give me a hand, literally.
I whacked it against my leg a few times in a series of loud, wet slaps.
He shifted in his sleep, rolled over to face the TV. The screen lit up his cute face. His mouth was slightly open, and his head was right on the edge of the sofa. It would be so easy to just stick it in there. But how would he react? How fast would he wake up and realise what was happening? Would he enjoy it?
The thought made me even harder. I stroked a bit more. Precum still flowing freely, greasing my pole.
I carefully got up from my end of the sofa and approached his end slowly. I didn’t want to stir him so he would turn away from me. At the same time I was a little hesitant and unsure if I should proceed.
What I knew for sure was that my boyfriend loved sucking my cock. So wouldn’t it be a pleasant surprise?
My shorts and briefs fell to the floor. I was hovering above him with my throbbing cock. It was as if his open mouth was calling for my it. I did a few more strokes half expecting him to open his eyes and catch me in the act. Then what would I do?
I bent my knees a bit to align my crotch with his mouth. Pulling back my foreskin spread another ample amount of fresh precum all over my head which was glistening with the thick, slick juice.
Moving nearer, I could feel his hot breath on my head. The rhythm was slow. Unlike my heart rate.
I had to remind myself to breathe. I composed myself before the next step so I wouldn’t mess it all up.
Carefully I traced his parted lips with my head wetting them with my precum.
He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch one bit.
I made another round. Slower. Wetter. His soft lips moved under the light pressure from my slick head.
I press it lightly between his lips and hold it there before pushing on. His mouth opens a bit more to accommodate my thick cock. My head is now on his tongue. And perhaps the taste of precum triggered a muscle memory. Without opening his eyes, he wraps his lips around my shaft and starts sucking slowly while letting out small grunts of delight.
I go deeper and he moans louder as he opens his eyes. For a split second, he looks confused, bewildered – but as soon as he realises what’s going on, he relaxes, continues moaning and looks very content while he slurps on my cock.
I put my hand behind his head and start fucking his mouth. He gags and struggles a bit. Spit starts bubbling out of his mouth. I pull out with a wet smack, slap his cheek with my cock, smearing saliva and presum all over. He rolls over onto his back, mouth still open. I place my heavy balls in there, feeling his tongue tickling them.
I pull back the blanket covering his lower body to discover his throbbing bulge where a wet patch is forming.
Grabbing his bulge I ask: “What have you been dreaming of?”
“This!”, he mumbles with my balls still in his mouth, his eyes gleaming with horny joy.
I lean down to kiss him, whispering “I was afraid you’d turn over.”
“Why?”, he smiles with a slight frown, turns away from me, pushing his ass towards the edge of the sofa and pulls down his underwear completely before closing his eyes pretending to be asleep, even fake snoring a little bit.
I play along, kneel next to the sofa, carefully tracing his body with my fingers. He squirms a little because it tickles. I caress his plump buttocks, cup them and squeeze them. Spread them to reveal his hole.
I blow on it to let him know how close I am. His hole clenches. Then relaxes again.
My tongue circles his hole before entering the hot, heavenly cave. I love the taste and scent of his ass, and I start devouring it while slurping greedily.
He can’t pretend to be asleep any longer and moans out loud. Grabs my head to press me deeper inside. My tongue can’t get any deeper, I flick it around one last time, before standing up, ready to plow him.
He looks up at me with joyful anticipation while I stroke my cock. Still slick with precum. His ass is wet and open. Ready for me.
The position is awkward as I bend my knee to realign. Slowly I slide in. First half. Wait. Back out. He is gaping. Then all the way in. He cries in sweet agony. I wait for him to catch his breath before I begin thrusting. While deep inside him, I push him over on his stomach and climb onto the sofa. On top of him, I continue the breeding as I lick his ear whispering how gorgeous his ass feels.
“Fuuuuck!”, he moans as his hole clenches around my shaft, almost milking it. He cums hands-free on the sofa below us. “Fill me with your load” he demands thrusting his ass upwards, still clenching. I can’t hold it much longer either. I pound him hard a few more times, before collapsing on top of him releasing my load deep inside him.
“You can wake me up like this anytime,” he says happily while my seed is still flowing from my cock as we both try to recover.
