CockTaleBar
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I 'm a 22yo sex-addicted Bi college guy from the Kingdom of The Netherlands with three passions in life : fittingness, penning, and sex.
But to be true, I only like to drop a line about sex. I only write about Real-Life case. The names, however, have been altered to ensure everybody 's privacy.

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16 ... ish

A taradiddle about a boy called Sam that happened about half a year ago. I was 21 at the fourth dimension, and it proved the starting signal of a chain of mountains of very positivist events.

Aaaaaaand there I found myself, chatting with this cute young blond boy. Let 's call him Sam.
16 ( so, sound in my country ), short blond hair, bedroom eyes and a shortsighted and lithesome build, according to the picture on his profile. The visibility 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 guys, such as I. `` Sure'I said, `` I do n't heed watching younger son, so it 's okay with me '', and I ended with the famous smiley, sticking out it 's tongue.
And 16 is indeed younger 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 face was firmly to hold in, however. It was warm in my elbow room, so I was only wearing a boxershort. `` Wow, you 're even more muscular than in your word-painting ! ``
Indeed, the pic was about 4 months old at the metre, and I had since put in some grueling work, and had progressed visably. `` Yeah, that 's what happens if fitness is your ducky hobby ... after sex '', I said.
He laughed and said sex was one of his grownup hobbies as well.
But meanwhile, he was still fully dressed. He was wearing the like dress as in his picture, with interchangeable lighting, so it suggest the pic had been taken that very same day.

'' Say, do n't you think it 's meter for you to prove a little more skin as well ? '' I asked jokingly.
Without a word, he removed his shirt immediately, showing his slender figure was accompanied by some amazing unmortgaged definition. From swimming and playing field hockey, he explained. Busy lilliputian tyke then. Seemed befitting though, he looked like he had the get-up-and-go of the vitaliser bunny with a Red crap addiction. Exactly what I like in youngsters, really.

Such a close body made my stopcock parachuting up, reporting for duty, instantly.
'' Whoa, looks like my eubstance 's being approved ! How big is that monster ? ''
The contours of my proud 7 and a half in were clearly visible in my blind drunk Björn Borg boxershort. `` 7.5 ? Damn, that 's a adorable size ! '' It sounded like he had had experienced a similar size before. When I asked whether he had he answered `` More than you 'd anticipate '', follow by a saint-like smiley with a malfunctioning aura. `` So, you 're an experienced bottom then ? I asked. `` Yeah, actually am ! But I 've also topped plenty already as well, believe me. '' `` tinker's dam, started decent 'n early then', I asked. `` Boy, if only you knew ! '' he answered. I fought the idea of continuing the production line of inquiry. Instead, I decided to take exception him a bit ; `` Then you probably could show me a nicely trained piddling hole, could n't you ? '' With barely a view he turned around, directing his bum towards the cam, pulling down his undies and spreading his buttcheeks. I was looking directly into a untried, hairless, well trained, ping boyhole, into which he effortlessly inserted two dry finger's breadth. `` hoot, that 's looking good '' I said, `` sure looks like it 's used to having something up there '' He turned round briefly, to translate what I had typed, and instantly inserted a third base fingerbreadth. My cock was cook to explode when he turned round again and licked his fingerbreadth. His tool was almost fully hard now as well, showing a good, chummy, 6 inches. `` Looks like it 's working '' he said, referring to the fact the nous of my cock had popped out above the set of my boxershorts. `` appearance me a little more. ``
'' It sure does '' I said, and pulled down my undies to grant a wide-cut view of my rockhard 7.5 in.
'' Damn bro, that 's definatly one I 'd wan na sit on. '' Cheeky gadfly. I love it when nestling know what they want, like that, and no difference here. You could n't fit it, if you wanted '' I teased. `` With your build, the head of my cock will be smaking your pessary 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 know. '' 4'11 '', damn, this kid 's hair-do does n't even get hold of my schoulder.
'' Wan na bet you can, you say ? `` Be deliberate with what you 're betting on lil bro, I might have to take that bet. '' `` I wish you did. I could use some action at law today ! ``
At first base I thought he was joking, but the look in his centre was dead serious. shucks, this boy was up for it ! `` But, you probably do n't dare ... Another college guy with problematic public lecture, but without the moxie to actually satiate my hollow. Inferno, you probably do n't even shoot that big a load. ``
WHAT THE piece of ass ? ! ? ! Is this kid really challenging me ? Not the moxie ? Not a big loading ? This boy 's getting cheekier by the second ! `` Whatch it kid ! My payload 's bigger than anything you 've ever felt before ! '' `` LOL, why do n't you fall prove it, big guy ? '' Followed by a billet of 5 smilies, all sticking their tongue out at me. `` ejaculate show it ? Why, are you home alone, or summat ? And actually, where DO you live on ? '' `` Yes, my parents are away for the weekend, and my stepbro is at his mom 's. ``
His locating surprised me. `` What ! ? That 's the same neighbourhood I live in ! ``
Turned out he lived only 7 blocks away. `` Are you coming over then ? I really need to get some, man ! Hard as well ! '' 16 year old sportslad, dwelling alone, a 10 hour walk away from me ? Could I let such an oppertunity pass by ? I DON '' T THINK SO !

After he gave his adress and mobile phone numeral, I jumped into some sweatpants and threw on a T-shirt, and jogged to his house, my halfhard putz swinging like mad in the sweatpants.
When I arrived I rang him up, and he said I 'd best come through the back door, via the garden. The gate in the fence was unlocked. As I walked up through the garden ( plot of land of grass on one face, a little pond with mini-waterfall ), he opened the back threshold. Butt naked. His fat 6 inches pointing straight upward. He indeed did n't add up up to my shoulder. `` seed interior '' he said. `` I intend to '' I said, playing the pun in his initial remark. `` Good '' he said, `` for a here and now I was afraid you might 've brought safe. '' My cock jumped. Was this boy really actually telling me to have it away him denude ?
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 hall and up the stairs. At the top of the stair he said : `` right, we 're gon na enter my room now. There 's one rule in my room for bad boys like you ; no clothes. shit that stuff ! '' Hastely I took off my shirt, bloomers and brake shoe, and put them on the professorship that stood directly next to the door of his room upon entering. He grabbed my carpus and led me to sit on the bed. It really struck me as a boy 's room. Die-cast modelling cars on the shelves. Big Time boot bed sheets, and bill poster on the wall of One Direction, and a half naked Justin Bieber.

He then, without warning, started an agressive French kiss, taking me completely by surprise. He pushed me backward onto the bed and said, while his hand grabbed my strong stopcock ; `` so this bad boy has to insert me in a moment ? We 'd better starting time with some preperations ! ``, and he immediatly started licking the point. `` If you get that one nice and wet, I 'll make sure your cakehole will be too '' I suggested. He nodded and turned, so we got into a 69 position, him with my peter down his teen throat, me rimming his bald pink maw. HO-LY Shit. That was one Hell of a blow job. `` You sure have done that before, have n't you ? ``, I asked. He sniggered and swallowed my arduous cock even a little deeper.
His golf hole was warm and wet, and I felt his body react as I pushed my tongue inside.
Meanwhile I was as randy as I possibly could be, and pre-cum started flowing in high quantaty.
With a unaccented sucking interference he pulled loose from my dick, turned around and again gave me an agressive French kiss.

He made trusted I lied down properly on my back and started inserting my cock in his hole, using his entire bodyweight to slither down, inch by inch.
About halfway down he let out a gasp and moaned 'fuck me !'.
'' Well, goddammit, I did n't come here just to bonk you half !, I replied. I began thrusting up him powerfully, and with every thrusting I entered a little promote. At about three tail down I picked him up, putting him on his binding on the bed, simultaniously stepping off the bed, myself.
'' Oh yes, fuck me arduous ! ``, he panted. `` Use me as your slovenly woman ! ''. `` darn right, I will !, I said, and started nailing his young hole even harder.
His face betrayed sporadic moments of annoyance, but on the whole, he took it like a champ. It was n't long before I indeed was balls late inside him. `` Now the material work begins ! ``, I said, and with long, hard and abstruse thrusts I started boning him so hard, the only matter louder than his moaning were the squeeking of the bed, and the sound of my hips hitting his butt.
He moaned like a little slattern.
Nay, he moaned like a right hussy ......
Nay. He moaned like a cumwhore. MY cumwhore.
With every thrust he moaned, with every thrust the bed squeeked, and with every thrust my pelvic girdle slammed his bum. With every thrust you could clearly see the schema of my cock pushing up behind his bellybutton. That sight alone made me wan na fumble my load instantly, but I refrained.

Another 10 thrusts, 15 stab ... I managed to squeeze out 20 Sir Thomas More drive before I buckled.
It was like a semen-grenade exploded in his tummy. My testis poured and poured into this lovely young boy, and what felt like half a gallon of smart cum sprayed inside his young, slender and well defined tummy. Breathing heavily I collapsed atop him. With some grunt and panting we turned, so both layed on the bed, my peter still inside him, as deep as possible, keeping the source oceanic abyss in his belly.
'' Jezus fucking the Nazarene, you 're a rough one ! ``, he panted. `` And how big are your loads ! ? ! Man, I can find it running out of me as I speak ! '' And, indeed, however practically cum was still plugged inside his tummy, a thick watercourse of cum already started to dribble from his jam, down my Ball, exactly onto the crotch of one of the guy from Big meter Rush.
'' Goddamn boy, you 've got acquirement ! We definately should do this more often ! ``, I said.
He giggled and moved up and down a little on my cock, which at the clock time was still almost completely rear. `` My thoughts exactly '', he said. `` But would you mind 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 have too a good deal of a job with a 15 .. ''
He giggled again and stretched out an arm over his capitulum and grabbed his pocketbook from the bedsidetable. He took out his ID-card and turned it in such a way I could read it.
Wait a second.
That date.
That class !
It actually was the kid 's birthday that day ! His 14th ! !
'' Thanks for the birthday-fuck, big boy '' he said, smiling at the amazed aspect on my face.
'' You cheeky little tike ! '' I said, `` you 've got some explaining to do about your experience, cause I can really say you DO birth a lot of experience ! '' `` Ha '' he laughed, `` for fuckers like you I wo n't retain secret, if you really want to know, I 'm volition to recount ... ''

Meanwhile my cock twitched and became fully hard again, at the realization I had just got me a 14 twelvemonth old nooky chum, who was addicted to sex just as much as I am .