CockTaleBar
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I 'm a 22yo sex-addicted Bi college guy from the Netherlands with three passions in life : Fitness, composition, and sex.
But to be true, I only like to write about sex. I only write about Real-Life events. The public figure, however, have been altered to ensure everybody 's privacy.

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16 ... ish

A story about a boy called Sam that happened about half a class ago. I was 21 at the meter, and it proved the starting of a chain of very positive events.

Aaaaaaand there I found myself, chatting with this cute young blond boy. Let 's anticipate him Sam.
16 ( so, sound in my country ), short blond whisker, sleeping accommodation eye and a short and svelte build, according to the picture on his profile. The profile also stated he lived in the same city as I do ( Leeuwarden, the Netherlands ). He asked if i 'd like to camchat with him, cause he likes muscled college Guy, such as I. `` indisputable'I said, `` I do n't heed watching young male child, so it 's all right with me '', and I ended with the illustrious smiley, sticking out it 's tongue.
And 16 is indeed jr. than 21, so no problemo there.

We turned on our cam, and luckily it indeed turned out to be the cunning boy from the pic.
The amazement on his look was hard to conceal, however. It was affectionate in my room, so I was only wearing a boxershort. `` Wow, you 're even more muscular than in your ikon ! ``
Indeed, the pic was about 4 months old at the clock time, and I had since put in some hard work, and had progressed visably. `` Yeah, that 's what happens if fitness is your favourite avocation ... after sex '', I said.
He laughed and said sex was one of his biggest hobbies as well.
But meanwhile, he was still fully dressed. He was wearing the Lapplander clothes as in his picture, with similar lighting, so it suggest the pic had been taken that very same day.

'' Say, do n't you think it 's fourth dimension for you to picture a little more hide as well ? '' I asked jokingly.
Without a Logos, he removed his shirt immediately, showing his slender flesh was accompanied by some awful earn definition. From swimming and playing field field hockey, he explained. busybodied little tyke then. Seemed befitting though, he looked like he had the push of the energizer bunny girl with a Red Bull dependence. Exactly what I like in youngsters, really.

Such a tight body made my cock leap up, reporting for duty, instantly.
'' Whoa, looks like my physical structure 's being approved ! How big is that goliath ? ''
The contours of my proud 7 and a half inches were clearly visible in my tight Björn Borg boxershort. `` 7.5 ? Damn, that 's a lovely size of it ! '' It sounded like he had had experienced a similar size before. When I asked whether he had he answered `` more than than you 'd expect '', follow by a saint-like smiley with a malfunctioning anchor ring. `` So, you 're an experient bottom then ? I asked. `` Yeah, actually am ! But I 've also topped plenty already as well, trust me. '' `` Damn, started nice'n early then', I asked. `` Boy, if only you knew ! '' he answered. I fought the musical theme of continuing the line of enquiry. Instead, I decided to challenge him a bit ; `` Then you probably could show me a nicely train fiddling hole, could n't you ? '' With barely a thought he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading his buttcheeks. I was looking directly into a new, hairless, well trained, pink boyhole, into which he effortlessly inserted two dry finger's breadth. `` Damn, that 's looking soundly '' I said, `` sure looks like it 's used to having something up there '' He turned round briefly, to read what I had typed, and instantly inserted a third finger. My cock was gear up to explode when he turned bout again and licked his finger's breadth. His dick was almost fully hard now as well, showing a right, thick, 6 column inch. `` Looks like it 's working '' he said, referring to the fact the head of my cock had popped out above the band of my boxershorts. `` display me a little more. ``
'' It sure does '' I said, and pulled down my undies to pass a full view of my rockhard 7.5 inches.
'' darn bro, that 's definatly one I 'd wan na sit on. '' Cheeky blighter. I love it when youngsters know what they want, like that, and no difference here. You could n't fit it, if you wanted '' I teased. `` With your physical body, the forefront of my cock will be smaking your midriff constantly. How tall are you anyway ? '' `` Wan na bet I can ? ``, he answered. `` I 've taken 7.5s before, ya'know. And I 'm 4'11 '' if you must make out. '' 4'11 '', damn, this kid 's hair-do does n't even reach my schoulder.
'' Wan na bet you can, you say ? `` Be careful with what you 're betting on lil bro, I might have to carry that bet. '' `` I wish you did. I could use some action today ! ``
At 1st I thought he was joking, but the spirit in his eyes was short unplayful. Damn, this boy was up for it ! `` But, you probably do n't dare ... Another college guy with tough lecture, but without the guts to actually fill up my hole. Hell, you probably do n't even flash that big a payload. ``
WHAT THE FUCK ? ! ? ! Is this kid really challenging me ? Not the backbone ? Not a big loading ? This boy 's getting cheekier by the 2nd ! `` Whatch it kid ! My onus 's larger than anything you 've ever felt before ! '' `` LOL, why do n't you come prove it, big guy ? '' Followed by a personal line of credit of 5 smilies, all sticking their tongue out at me. `` seminal fluid try it ? Why, are you home alone, or summat ? And actually, where DO you subsist ? '' `` Yes, my parents are away for the weekend, and my stepbro is at his mom 's. ``
His localization surprised me. `` What ! ? That 's the like neighbourhood I live in ! ``
Turned out he lived only 7 block away. `` Are you coming over then ? I really need to get some, man ! Hard as well ! '' 16 year old sportslad, household alone, a 10 minute walk away from me ? Could I let such an oppertunity passing game by ? I DON '' T THINK SO !

After he gave his adress and cellphone number, I jumped into some sweatpants and threw on a T-shirt, and jogged to his house, my halfhard dick swinging like mad in the sweatpants.
When I arrived I rang him up, and he said I 'd best come through the backward threshold, via the garden. The gate in the fencing was unsecured. As I walked up through the garden ( patch of grass on one position, a small pond with mini-waterfall ), he opened the back door. Butt naked. His fat 6 inch pointing straight upward. He indeed did n't come up to my shoulders. `` seed inside '' he said. `` I intend to '' I said, playing the pun in his initial input. `` Good '' he said, `` for a moment I was afraid you might 've brought condoms. '' My tool jumped. Was this boy really actually telling me to screw him bare ?
I was going to anyway, but Christ, this boy cuts to the chase. `` Ha, I guessed you 'd like bare as well '', I said. `` Yeah, I wan na feel your lust-juice flowing inside me, of course. ``
'' 'd Ya want a beer ? '' he asked. `` Actually, I just want you '', I replied. `` Can do ! '' he said, grabbed me by the shirt and dragged me to the Charles Martin Hall and up the steps. At the top of the stairs he said : `` right, we 're gon na figure my room now. There 's one dominion in my room for bad son like you ; no clothes. dump that stuff ! '' Hastely I took off my shirt, pant and shoe, and put them on the chair that stood directly next to the door of his way upon entering. He grabbed my carpus and led me to sit on the bed. It really struck me as a boy 's elbow room. Die-cast model cars on the ledge. Big time surge bed sheets, and posting on the bulwark of One Direction, and a one-half naked Justin Bieber.

He then, without warning, started an agressive Daniel Chester French candy kiss, taking me completely by surprise. He pushed me backward onto the bed and said, while his paw grabbed my hard hammer ; `` so this bad boy has to enter me in a minute ? We 'd better head start with some preperations ! ``, and he immediatly started licking the head. `` If you get that one nice and wet, I 'll make sure your hole will be too '' I suggested. He nodded and turned, so we got into a 69 office, him with my shaft down his teen throat, me rimming his bald pink kettle of fish. HO-LY asshole. That was one hell of a setback job. `` You sure have done that before, have n't you ? ``, I asked. He sniggered and swallowed my punishing cock even a little deeper.
His hole was warmly and wet, and I felt his body react as I pushed my tongue inside.
Meanwhile I was as corneous as I possibly could be, and pre-cum started flowing in high quantaty.
With a light sucking interference he pulled loose from my cock, turned around and again gave me an agressive french kiss.

He made sure I lied down properly on my rachis and started inserting my stopcock in his trap, using his entire bodyweight to slide down, in by inch.
About halfway down he let out a gasp and moaned 'fuck me !'.
'' Well, goddammit, I did n't come here just to fuck you one-half !, I replied. I began thrusting up him powerfully, and with every thrust I entered a little further. At about three quarters down I picked him up, putting him on his back on the bed, simultaniously stepping off the bed, myself.
'' Oh yes, fuck me harder ! ``, he panted. `` Use me as your loose woman ! ''. `` tinker's dam right, I will !, I said, and started nailing his young mess even harder.
His face betrayed sporadic moments of pain in the ass, but on the unit, he took it like a champ. It was n't farseeing before I indeed was ballock deep inside him. `` Now the real work begins ! ``, I said, and with long, punishing and oceanic abyss thrusts I started boning him so hard, the simply affair louder than his moaning were the squeeking of the bed, and the sound of my rose hip hitting his butt.
He moaned like a little adulteress.
Nay, he moaned like a right trollop ... ...
Nay. He moaned like a cumwhore. MY cumwhore.
With every poke he moaned, with every knife thrust the bed squeeked, and with every stab my hips slammed his bum. With every thrust you could clearly see the schema of my cock pushing up behind his navel. That sight alone made me wan na drift my load instantly, but I refrained.

Another 10 thrusts, 15 thrusts ... I managed to contract out 20 more thrusts before I buckled.
It was like a semen-grenade exploded in his tummy. My ballock poured and poured into this endearing young boy, and what felt like half a gallon of fresh cum sprayed inside his young, slender and well defined stomach. Breathing heavily I collapsed atop him. With some grunt and panting we turned, so both layed on the bed, my tool still inside him, as late as potential, keeping the seed trench in his belly.
'' Jezus fucking Savior, you 're a raspy one ! ``, he panted. `` And how big are your wads ! ? ! Man, I can palpate it running out of me as I speak ! '' And, indeed, however practically cum was still plugged inside his belly, a thick stream of cum already started to drip from his hole, down my orb, exactly onto the crotch of one of the guys from Big Time haste.
'' Goddamn boy, you 've got skill ! We definately should do this more often ! ``, I said.
He giggled and moved up and down a little on my putz, which at the time was still almost completely tumid. `` My intellection exactly '', he said. `` But would you beware terribly if I was n't 16 ? ``
I laughed. `` Oh, it 's just a number, is n't it ? I do n't think I 'll suffer too often of a problem with a 15.. ''
He giggled again and stretched out an arm over his head and grabbed his pocketbook from the bedsidetable. He took out his ID-card and turned it in such a way I could show it.
postponement a second.
That date.
That twelvemonth !
It actually was the kid 's birthday that day ! His 14th ! !
'' Thanks for the birthday-fuck, big boy '' he said, smiling at the stunned expression on my face.
'' You cheeky little tyke ! '' I said, `` you 've got some explaining to do about your experience, cause I can really tell you DO possess a lot of experience ! '' `` Ha '' he laughed, `` for fuckers like you I wo n't preserve enigma, if you really want to know, I 'm will to tell ... ''

Meanwhile my rooster twitched and became fully hard again, at the actualisation I had just got me a 14 year old fuck chum, who was addicted to sex just as much as I am .