The Boy on the Bike

By Joe Lewin

Published on Dec 18, 2019

Gay

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The Boy on The Bike (part 2)

Except for the sound of Manhattan Transfer signing ?Birdland? coming through low on the speakers and the rain continuing to dance off the roof and across the overhand that sat below my open window, the room was quiet. We lay in the 69 position. The Blonde Boy whose bike was now sitting outside in my car lay naked beside me. His cock softening against his right thigh, sticky with cum and saliva. His legs?lightly covered with blonde hair?stretching out beyond my head towards the open window.

I lightly traced my finger up his leg, avoiding for the time being his cock and balls but dancing lightly through his light pubic hair, following the trail up to his belly button and then further north to his left and then his right nipple. I brought my hand back down and grazed his semi-hard cock with my finger, which jumped at my touch.

On the other end, all I could make out was his blonde hair falling near my crotch. I could feel his tongue as he licked the cum from the top of my cock and lapped up where some of it had leaked out onto my thigh. I felt my cock start to stir as licked at my balls and lightly kissed on one with his thick lips. Soon he was holding my now mostly erect cock in his hands and he was stroking it up and down, bringing it back to life.

He released my cock and then rolled around to face me. His blue eyes sparkled in the faint light. I put my hand to his soft cheek and stroked it, moving my hand around his face, running my fingers through his hair and gently pulling him toward me. Our lips opened and his tongue found mine. We sucked on and licked each other?s tongues while our hands started to move over each other?s bodies.

I found his cock which was now fully erect. I pulled back from our kiss and started to lick and kiss my way down his throat, chest, tummy and then I traced my tongue down that wonderful pubic trail to the point where it spread out into the finest pubic hair I?d ever seen. I took my time to enjoy it. I stuck my nose into his mons which jutted out slightly above his cock and balls. It was damp and musky and I licked and swirled my tongue through his pubes. This was not ordinary pubic hair. It was if a patch of hair from his head had been lightly layered to cover him below. I loved it. My hands touched it and my tongue licked it. His long, thing cock grew harder still.

I worked my way down to his balls and took one into my mouth, slowly rolling it around with my tongue. My right hand snuck below his ass and rubbed his cheeks and his hole. I drew my hand back and licked my middle finger. While still sucking on his balls I traced my finger down through the Y where his legs met his crotch and plunged my finger into his hole. He gasped and pushed back down and hard on my finger. I worked my finger in and out of his hole as my lips moved from his balls to the base of his cock. I licked the base of his cock and let my lips and tongue lightly dance up the side. My finger was deep inside him, probing the little nut that pressed against his cock and balls.

He arched his pelvis up toward me and I blew on his cock head, lightly flicking my tongue across the pink head and licking along the slit. I then opened my mouth and sank down deep to his pubes before bringing my lips back together and starting a rhythmic up and down motion on his cock. I loved the taste of him. And the texture of this young cock in my mouth was unreal?at once soft and hard as it moved across my mouth and lips. My finger continued to fuck his hole deep as my other hand grabbed his balls. He was thrusting in and out and then, without warning, he exploded into my mouth. This time I could taste his cum. It was curiously sweet and coated my mouth. I savored it before I swallowed.

I kept his cock in my mouth as it slowly softened, not letting it go until he squirmed below me. I looked up and he was smiling down at me. Below, my cock was rock hard and pulsing. I slowly made my way back up his torso, licking his tummy and chest and then moving over to let my tongue run through his armpits. They smelled nice, a faint body odor mixed with Old Spice deodorant.

He was squirming beneath me, as if he couldn?t stand to be tickled and began grabbing for my cock. Finally, I relented and allowed him to take my face in his hands. He kissed me long and deep and then we lay back on the pillows, his hand firmly around my cock, running up and down it slowly. This was going to be a long night.

Next: Chapter 3: Boy on the Bike Redux


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