Dislaimers : Material not related to real people or events.
It was 1 a.m., and the party at Aaron's house had ended. Everyone had either gone or was asleep someplace around the house; Aaron had snuck off into his room and was already asleep, lying on his bed wearing a sexy turtleneck jumper and those dark jeans which showed off his gorgeous bubble butt so well. I found him lying on his side, fast asleep.
I lay on the bed next to him and gazed down at the fit little hunk. He was snoring lightly. I decided to take the risk.
I began by having a good feel of that amazing arse. I ran my left hand over his buttocks, feeling their strength, and gave them a light squeeze. Aaron did not wake up. I felt the pertness of that fantastic bubble butt through the denim of the jeans, which was stretched so tightly over it.
But it was Aaron's face which interested me the most. The little hunk was fast asleep, and I was going to have some fun. I used my index finger to trace around the rim of one of those great nostrils and felt the meatyness of his gorgeous nose, across the nostril rim and to the flesh of the septum. It turned me on to see his facial flesh responding to my touch as I stuck the finger further into his nostril, the nose bulging as my digit entered into the hunky face I had lusted over for so long.
I decided to take a chance. I leaned in close, and could feel the stud's breath on my face. I was face to face with the sleeping hunk. I decided to explore that nose of his a little more. Tentatively, I used my tongue to explore the right nostril. Deep into his hunky nose I went, at the same time biting gently at the fleshy septum, sucking on it, tasting the manliness of this hunk, getting off on the fact that I was violating him. My mouth was full of his nose now and I was eating that manly flesh like my life depended on it.
Then, I noticed something on his bedside table. something very interesting.
The next day, I rang Aaron's doorbell. The sexy hunk answered it dressed only in a pair of boxers. Damn, he looked so fine. I came in. He had no idea about what had happened. I looked at that fleshy nose on his beautiful face as he talked, knowing that I had violated it hours ago. Then I told him what I had found on his bedside table; the evidence that he had been cheating on his girlfriend.
He looked at me, those beautiful blue eyes wide with fear.
"Please, mate," he said. "Don't tell her. Please. I'll do anything."
"I think you know what I want," I said.
He sighed. "Look," he said. "I'll make you a deal. You agree to shut up about this, and, for the next hour, my body is yours. OK?"
I replied by running my hand confidently over that smooth, tanned chest of his. The hunk I had admired from a distance was now my toy. I pushed him down onto the sofa and lay on top of him. He was embarrassed; he was going red, and didn't know where to look.
I started on his fit body, licking and sucking at his large brown nipples. These drew noises of pleasure from the stud - "that feels quite nice," he said nervously, trying to placate me and hoping that this would be as far as it went.
I had other ideas. After licking his chest and beautiful abs all over, I kissed my way up his slender neck and arrived face to face with him. He smiled nervously. He knew what was about to happen, and had no choice.
I had longed for years to kiss the thin lips of his cunt mouth. I was impressed at how much effort he put in - he was obviously trying to make a good show to keep me happy. I kept my eyes open, savouring every moment of this pleasure, as that fleshy nose rubbed against my face.
I pulled out of the kiss and just played with his face for a bit. I could feel his hot bated breath on my face as I took that hunk nose in my mouth, sucking upon the fleshy septum, tasting the manly flesh of that meaty face, probing my eager tongue into his right nostril, exploring the inside of that gorgeous face. Below me, my hunk toy moaned in confusion and discomfort, but I was having too much fun to take any notice, and his moans only turned me on more.
I moved down to his boxers, and quickly pulled them off as he half- heartedly protested. His lovely 6 inch cock hung loose, and the glory of his smooth pert arse was fully exposed. "Please," he said, looking uncomfortable, his sexy face screwed up. "Don't."
"I'll do anything I like, bitch," I told him, and stuck a finger up his tight arse. He yelped, "No!" as it went in, and he squirmed in discomfort as I played around with that beautiful tight arse. I followed with a second finger, and then a third, gradually stretching that tight pucker. Aaron was wincing in pain, but as I worked up a rhythm on his prostate, his dick was hardening. I was fingering the horny little fucker! For the first time in his life, the stud who had made so many women cum by working their cunts with his sexy slender fingers, was now being made to squirm and moan as his amazing butt was worked.
The poor straight hunk was feeling confused. His arse was being fingered, and it was turning him on. What the fuck was happening? He wasn't gay. This shouldn't be - oh fuck, now he was being tossed off as well!
I gripped the shaft of his now erect dick and worked it, grinding against his prostate and tossing him off at the same time. It was really turning him on; he was leaking precum all over his sofa, and was moaning and groaning as the pleasure built up within him. It was turning me on to see the sexy straight fucker getting turned on by all of this, his meaty soccer stud body straining and bucking as the orgasm approached.
As the head of his dick was glistening with precum, I quickly withdrew my fingers and stuck my own hard cock into his lovely smooth bubble butt arse. This drew a loud moan of pain from the helpless hunk as his ass was penetrated, and I continued to wank him off.
"Please, no," he was groaning. "Don't fuck my arse."
"Your tight arse feels great," I said, fucking him slowly, keeping the rhythm going and enjoying the whole feeling of fucking the straight stud. "You've fucked so many women. and now your pretty little arse is getting what it deserves, you meaty little faggot." I shoved two of the fingers that I had fingered him with up his nostrils, just to prove that I was in control.
Increasing the tempo, I pounded his arse harder, pumped his shaft harder, and shook as the orgasm took hold. We both came almost at the same time, me flooding his virgin insides with my cum, him spurting his man juice over his sofa and carpet. As the orgasm subsided, I leaned down onto his muscular tanned back, kissing at the well-toned flesh, and smelling the sweet smell of victory. I had conquered the sexy stud.
We sat next to each other, now both fully dressed. He was silent, and looked pensive, as if thinking deeply about something. His slender fingers played around at his sexy little face, rubbing against the lips of his cunt mouth, just under that fleshy hunky nose.
"You okay?" I asked, feeling a little guilty about taking advantage of the hunk.
"I'm fine," he said. He looked at me with those sexy blue eyes. "That felt quite good."
"You liked having your ass played with?" I asked. He nodded. "But I'm not gay," he added.
We both looked down at his bubble butt arse, which he couldn't help but show off, even when he sat down. The two spheres of his arse were stretching the dark denim of those jeans tight. I ran my hand over the arse, feeling the amazing shape of it. Then, he took hold of both of my hands and pushed me down onto the sofa, his face close to mine, his beautiful blue eyes staring into mine. He kissed me slowly, sensually, our tongues entangling and rubbing against each other. Aaron was very passionate and a very good kisser, I couldn't help but moan with delight as that beautiful face, pressed close to mine, was kissing me.
I broke off the kiss to work his top off, and undo his sexy jeans. His massive 6 in dick sprang out, and I immediately went down on him. With his beautiful meaty fucktool in my mouth, I allowed the straight stud to get off on fucking my throat as he groaned with pleasure. I placed my hands on his bare arse and ground those taut buns, watching with delight as his well- defined abs contracted in time with his thrusts. After a few mintes, the little hunk trembled and shot his tasty juice into my mouth. I drank it eagerly.
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