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Subject: The Wind – 15 If you want to see g-rated pictures of the main characters, please send an email to aol. Comments, positive or negative are always welcome. This is a fictional story. Jim was waiting in his Q5 after school. It was dark already. It was windy and cold. As he was leaving school, Beto saw the car lights. It moved slowly behind him to the next block. Jim waved at him and let him in. Then he drove away as his hand slid over the boys skinny jeans. Beto looked around nervously, but let the man caress him. Jim pulled over, thanked the idea he had had to get tinted windows. He frenched the boy while fumbling with his belt. Beto was a good kisser and so was Jim. Once he unbuckled the belt, his hand slid over Beto’s boxerbriefs and massaged the teen’s penis. It had been 2 days since Jim had fucked the boy at the park. He had been on his mind ever since. His mouth, his penis, his balls and most of all his pussy. His hand was now inside the boxerbriefs as they still kissed, Beto moaning in the man’s mouth. – I need to fuck you, he whispered in the boy’s ear, temporarily halting the kiss. I need to fuck you now. Beto did not reply. The man kissed him passionately, then interrupted the kiss again, and leaned over the teen’s lap. It was easy to pop Beto’s dick out. He looked at it, licked it and slid it in his waiting aydın escort mouth. It felt so good to have the boy in his mouth. He gobbled him down to his pubes. It was his dick, not the boy’s anymore. Up and down he sucked and licked, lapping at the boy’s balls. He pulled the jeans down and the boxerbriefs . He knew this was dangerous. He turned the boy on the side, looked at his bubble, the curve of his back. He pulled his own jeans down. He was already lubed. He pulled Beto to him. He lined up his cock. he knew this would be painful but he could not help himself. He pushed the head against the boy’s pussy. Fuck, the flesh of the boy on his cock felt great. He pushed, pulled the boy on him and the head popped in. Beto screamed. Good they were away from the town, he thought to himself. He pushed harder, not even listening to Beto’s complaints. His cock was sliding in, slowly impaling the kid. He pushed hard a couple times, and his cock was now all the way in. He was not sure whether the boy was crying but he still pushed harder in, hitting Beto’s G-spot. He felt the boy relax. He withdrew and hit the spot again. He knew he had him, so he started to fuck him harder, hitting the prostate every time. Then he realized he could go full speed and he did, holding the boy’s waist and pounding him, crushing the spot every aydınlıkevler escort time he went in. Man, he had wanted this ass for 2 days. Now he had it, he had him. He started banging him like if he was a slut. This was primal, now. He wasn’t in control anymore. The only thing he felt was his cock deep inside the boy, bareback. He heard the noises the fucked boy made, and they turned him on even more. He needed his mouth, he turned Beto’s beautiful face towards him. He could see the sweat on his face. He frenched him again, sucking on his tongue at the same time he was now pummeling him into the seat. Reaching between the kid’s legs he grabbed his balls and tugged on them, feeling his stone hard dick at the same time. The boy was enjoying the fuck. This turned Jim crazy. He pulled Beto’s pants and boxerbriefs off, leaned the kid against the back of the passenger seat, facing backwards and he took him again, this time kneeling on the seat. He heard Beto yell when he hit his prostate again. He sounded like a girl or a very young boy, he thought to himself, right as his cock crushed the spot again, hard as fuck. He leaned and licked the boy’s neck and his earlobe, tugging at his balls, punching his abs, in a fucking frenzy he did not know he had in him. – Fuck you, sexy little fucker, ayrancı escort he heard himself yell. He saw car lights in the distance, but they were not coming their way. He did not remember fucking somebody so hard. There was no stopping now. He thought about Beto in his uniform at practice and at games. His bulge and his bubble. His thighs. Sexy as fuck. He was now deeper inside him than anybody ever had been. He had his balls and his dick in his hand. He was impaling him on his cock. The kid was his. He knew it. The boy knew it. This was a new covenant between them. Beto saw stars as he felt the man’s cock hitting his prostate again. He yelled. He blacked out for a second. Then he felt one more hit and one more hit again. He blacked out again. The cock inside him owned him. He had given himself to it. And it kept penetrating him. A few more deep hits and he felt a jolt. A jet of hot cream shot out of his dick. Jim kept on hitting and Beto kept on spewing warm cup all over the seat. Jim did not stop pounding, almost fucking him as a machine would. He was feeling the boy’s abs, his thighs, his chest while still impaling him over and over like a fuck puppet. Jim felt it building, and the boy’s anus convulsing around his cock from his own nut did not help. Suddenly he felt a gallon of cum, rushing out of his balls and of his cock and entering Beto deep inside, making him his for a second time in a few days. He wrapped his arms tightly around the boy and shot and shot again and again as deep as he could. He turned the Beto’s head sideway and he kissed him as his man cum kept on flowing inside the impaled boy.

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