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Seeding the Swede
Following his successful Diamond League campaign, Armand returned to the United States of America for a winter rest. Before returning to New Orleans the athlete decided to spend a little time in the sparkling City of New York.
As always, the great city was bustling, but Armand knew where he could find the right sort of crowd. Taking his girlfriend Desiré Inglander to an exclusive club in Manhattan the athlete enjoyed an end of season soiree. The pair enjoyed cocktails and fine tapas, people watching as they sat in a secluded corner of the bar. Armand looked at his girlfriend and smiled, she was a beauty, and he was lucky to have her. They always had such great times and now that his season was over, they could get away for some winter sunshine.
The host introduced another couple to the area near Armand and his girlfriend, the athlete matching his girlfriend excitedly when he realised that one of the couple happened to include tennis star Frances Tiafoe. "Who?" Desiré asked a whispering Armand, confused by the words he'd just whispered. "Frances Tiafoe!" Armand mouthed. "No idea babe." she giggled, continuing to enjoy her drink, oblivious to the fame of their company. Through the darkness of the dimly lit bar, Armand couldn't take his eyes off the tennis superstar, watching him as he sat with a friend talking away happily. Desiré was twittering away about something, but Armand was gone, "Uh-huh, yeah you're right." He replied, his mind dreaming up the hottest scenario between two elite sportsmen.
"Hey bro, I just wanna say you're a monster dude." A different voice spoke down towards Armand. The athlete snapped out of his daydream and looked up at the speaker. "Holy shit, dude, thank you so much!" Armand beamed, noticing the owner of the voice was in fact Frances himself. "You're welcome." The tennis stud beamed. "You're pretty awesome yourself, totally had your back to win the US." Armand explained hurriedly. "Haha, so close but no cigar huh. I'd be honoured if you would join us for a couple of drinks." Frances offered, directing his hand towards his table. Throwing a look across to Desiré who nodded, Armand turned back to Frances and accepted.
Armand led Desiré across the room to join Frances' table where they hastily ordered another round of drinks. Once they had settled in with their fresh drinks they could really start talking. Frances remained so calm, so natural and so damn funny Armand and Desiré rarely stopped laughing. Alcohol plus Frances' famous humour had loosened Armand's tongue, teasing a naughty story which resulted in a slap on the athlete's knee by his embarrassed girlfriend. "Hey gurl, we all been there." Frances smiled, smoothly relieving Desiré humiliation. "Sorry babe." Armand snorted, pulling Desiré in and kissing her on the top of the head which she begrudgingly accepted.
After bidding each other farewell, Armand and his girlfriend caught a cab back to their hotel. "Got your tongue back under control, have you?" Desiré teased playfully. "What do you mean?" Armand replied, knowing full well he'd been rumbled. "I mean, we are going to use that energy you have stored up for some good tonight." She giggled, tapping him on the knee. Armand's cock throbbed, he'd been horny as fuck all night and it didn't matter if it was Desiré or Frances, he just needed to unleash this load. "What did you have in mind?" Armand asked. "Just the usual." She replied, squeezing his knee. [Oh, the usual was good, at least I'll get a bit of penetration too, and yes, I'm gonna be thinking about Frances.] He told the internal jury of his mind which offered no protest.
Desiré knew her man liked cocks as much as he loved vaginas, but as long as he still loved her and her body, they would be fine. The rules were, she came first, whenever she wanted his body, it was hers to have and vice versa. If Armand wanted sex with another vagina she had better be in the room as well. And if Armand wanted to play with a cock, then make sure her needs were satisfied beforehand.
There was something about Armand under the influence of a newly formed homoerotic sexual exploit that made him a beast. Admittedly, it meant she would likely be batting away Armand's desire to stick his dick in her arse but that was an easy one to deny. Desiré only had to sweet talk him with promises of having his way from behind, which usually did the trick before he found himself sliding into her pussy and giving her the lovin' she needed.
The couple found their way to bed and engaged in a deep, romantic kiss. Armand had a way about it, so tender, so passionate and yet once the clothes were off, he became the animal that everyone saw in the athletics field, the world and Olympic record holding champion was just as intense under the sheets too. Armand's body felt like an inferno as he hammered away on Desiré's pussy. The Swedish athlete drove his cock deep into her fleshy vagina feeling the divine pressure of her tight insides. The petiteness of her skinny frame made her outrageously fuckable, the harder Armand threw his cock inside her, the more she wanted it. Armand felt his nuts aching, the pure passion of fucking his beautiful girl. The tip of his cock began to swell, the intensity of this moment between them, every ounce of friction took them closer to the edge. "I'm gonna cum baby." Armand squealed into her ear. "I'm cumming too baby, fill me up!" She replied. Armand had no choice in the matter, his nuts had already decided to fulfil her wish and erupted in a milky explosion of pure pleasure.
The lovers lay their panting, Desiré's pussy full of Armand's pearly cum and her sexual appetite fulfilled. There were a few more minutes of cuddling, feeling her bosom squeezed tight against Armand toned washboard of a chest. With the athlete around her Desiré felt safe, she felt happy and now it was time for her to make him a little happier. "Are you going to contact Frances?" "Ha, do you think I should?" "I think you should." She smiled before they kissed again. "Thank you, baby." Armand smiled sweetly. "Love you baby." She replied. "Love you too."
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"You cool bro?" Frances beamed, pulling Armand in for a halfway hug before leaving a path into his home for the athlete. "Yeah bro, still in disbelief that you're up for this." Armand beamed; his cheeks flushed a rosy pink with excitement. "Oh, I'm the same, your girl really doesn't mind?" Frances asked again for reassurance. "I don't want my name in the press as a homewrecker." The tennis stud continued with a wink. "She's 100% cool with it. Rules are that her needs are first and once I've done that, I'm allowed to get some D, but only if I'm bottom and stay protected." Armand explained. "Ahh, that bottom only rule sucks, but it's better than nothing I guess." Frances replied. "I agree, your ass is amazing, I could definitely pole vault all over that..." "But rules are rules." Frances helped Armand finish his sentence with a smile. "Exactly, gotta stay disciplined right?!" Armand grinned. "Yup, let's do this!"
Frances led the way to the bedroom of his sleek, modern apartment. The wooden floors were bright, shiny and clean, reflecting the bright white walls of the corridor into the American's bedroom. "Green and purple bed sheets!" Armand exclaimed as they entered the bedroom. "Yup, I got them at Wimbledon." Frances sniggered. "Ahh, figures." Armand laughed, thinking of the athletics equivalent but he had nothing, [the Olympic colours maybe? Shh, it doesn't matter now!] It certainly didn't, Armand had barely made two steps into the room when Frances' lips slammed into his. The athlete responded in what he thought was the best way possible, throwing his arms around Frances' chunky shoulders and pulling him in nice and close.
Exploding with power, Frances lifted Armand's skinny body off the ground and carried him over to the bed, landing with his body weight above the submissive athlete. Armand's skinny legs wrapped themselves around Frances' muscular thighs while his hands made their way down the American's strong back. Frances' hands were also in motion, moving down Armand's sides and pulling at the hem of his tight t-shirt shirt. Tugging roughly at the hem the tennis stud pulled Armand's shirt up with the athlete throwing his arms up just in time to allow his top to slide free past a broken kiss. Next Frances removed his vest, hastily pulling it over his head and returning to the kiss ensuring their bare chests were pressed tightly together.
Stretching his long, smooth skinny legs, Armand used them to hook Frances back in towards him briefly. Quickly reaching behind the tennis stud, he pulled Frances' shorts down around the back of his bulbous booty but left his black boxers. Frances wiggled his hips to allow his loosened shorts to slide down his legs and following a loosening of pressure by Armand's legs his shorts dropped down to his knees allowing him to kick them off while returning to his own mission. Frances' mission was to do the same to the sexy, slim athlete pulling the young Swede's shorts up his legs slowly. The tennis star watched intently as the fabric moved up Armand's smooth, beautifully bronzed legs and after the athlete had unhooked Frances' beefy torso by straightening his legs, Frances could pull them free of Armand's feet and look down on the semi naked pole-vaulter who looked stunning wearing nothing but a pair of navy-blue boxers by Hugo Boss.
While Frances took a selfish moment to study Armand's sexy body the athlete jumped into action. Frances' hesitation allowed the 22-year-old to sit up and bring himself closer to the American's bulging boxers. At first Armand dove for the front of Frances' package nose first burying himself in the black stud's crotch and inhaling deeply. Moving his fingers under his nose and into the gap between Frances' legs he located the American's balls and stroked them gently through the fabric. "Hmmm yeahhh." Frances sighed gratefully to the cute youngster's attention. The inadvertent but understandable response from Frances' body was to force as much blood into his thick black cock as possible. The black boxers bulged powerfully, forcing Frances' cock at Armand's face and very nearly poking out one of his dazzling blue eyes.
A smirk spread across Armand's face and massaging the American's balls with one hand he used the other hand to reach into Frances' tented boxers and locate the source of its tent. The 24-year-old's mast felt wonderfully thick, and Armand felt no shame in admitting he wanted it. "I can't wait till you put this inside my tight, white hole." he sighed through Frances' balls, all the while manoeuvring the American's cock towards the fly and feeding it way through the gap so that it was there pointing directly towards him. "You want some of this?" Frances grinned. There were no words from Armand, just an affirmative noise of agreement as his eyes studied the big, black shaft pointing at him, uncut and unbelievably beautiful.
Frances moved up the bed a little further, rolling Armand onto his back as he did so. The African American took full advantage of the situation with Armand on his back and defenceless, the tennis stud aimed his big black cock towards Armand's cute, thin lips and lunged forward. Frances had just enough time to watch Armand's beautiful blue eyes swell with happiness as his thick black meat slipped between the athlete's lips then Frances landed on both fists while the pleasure of Armand's wet mouth took control of Frances' attention.
Closing his eyes and relaxing, Armand allowed Frances' weight to do the work as the tennis star's black meat glided 8.5 inches deep to the back of his throat. The feeling of Frances' hard dick filling his throat had a similar effect on Armand's cut, 7.5-inch cock which lay throbbing between his own fingertips. This was the moment Armand had imagined the very moment they met in the bar that night, the feeling of Frances' solid, black cock sliding down into his throat, passing his uvula and making it difficult for the skinny athlete to breathe...heaven.
The horny man inside Frances could've tensed his thighs and driven his cock down into Armand's face until the cute pole vaulter turned purple from suffocation. The real Frances however clung to the bedhead to keep himself steady and after the initial deep push, Frances calmly rolled his cock back and forth within Armand's mouth a few inches either way. The sexy African American spied the bed behind him where the rest of Armand's athletic yet twinkish body lay underneath looking so hot and so damn ready to be fucked. There were already a hundred different positions in Frances' mind, different angles from which to poke this sexy kid and from the way he gave no resistance to Frances' cock exploring his throat, the tennis stud made the assumption that his arse would likely be just as agreeable.
To truly appreciate the physical form of the man thrusting down into him, Armand reached for Frances' thick thighs. The dense muscularity of Frances' chunky legs was completely the opposite to Armand's thin pins. While the athlete was light and skinny, his muscles tightly packed for power combined with aerodynamic streamlining, Frances' legs were thick and sturdy. Armand could feel the incredible power in the black beast's legs, designed to give him maximum acceleration and the ability to change direction in an instant. Now that energy forced 8.5 inches of hard black meat into his throat and Armand felt magical.
Frances loved to give as much as he received, and the athlete's twitching cock hadn't gone unnoticed. Sliding his cock into Armand's throat with a long, slow stroke, Frances enjoyed that tingling sensation of Armand's throat accommodating the thickness of his big, dark brown head. The athlete's blue eyes shone up at him with a happy satisfaction Frances appreciated. Watching his thick black meat push its way into Armand's sweet skull once more, the tennis stud decided now was the time to make Armand's eyes even wider.
Popping free of the athlete's lips, Frances' big black cock bobbed freely in front of Armand's eyes before disappearing from view. Its replacement wasn't the worst sight in the world either as Frances' giant, black bubble butt turned to face him. Enjoying the perfect roundness of Frances' rear form, Armand felt his cock throb at the sight of those meaty globes as they slowly backed up but moved over and above his head. And it all made complete sense when the athlete felt his boxers slide down to his knees.
Swallowing Armand's 7.5-inch wand in one swift gulp, Frances slid halfway down the pale, cut tool to a ripple of pulses from the horny athlete. "Oh, fuck yeahhhhh." Armand laughed with happiness as Frances swallowed his hard cock. "Drop that thing up on my face!!!' Armand added, desperate to do something with his hungry mouth. Dealing with Armand's cock first, Frances began to bob steadily, building up a nice rhythm to roll his lips along the Swede's hard shaft as he did so. "Ha ha ha ha, yessss." Armand hissed again, unable to contain his arousal. 10 seconds of bouncing was plenty for Frances to feel satisfied and fulfil the athlete's demands. Straightening his back, the tennis stud gave himself the angle to present Armand with his firm buns and more importantly, his dark, delicious hole.
Unfurling his tongue into the gap between Frances' meaty cheeks, Armand swiped his tongue across the tennis stud's enticing entrance. Now both horny men had a mouth full, and the only sound was that of animalistic sucking and slurping. The taste of Frances' black skin was even better than it looked. Something about those dark, sexy goosebumps and the neat path into his delicious ring that filled Armand's cock with a little more blood than ever before. The athlete's slim, rosy cheeks pressed up nice and tight to Frances' warm globes, giving his tongue as much inward pressure as possible as he pushed it past the lips of his ring and into the tennis stud's inviting cavity.
A curious smile crept along Frances' face as he sucked on Armand's pulsing white cock. They had already agreed that Frances was going to top Armand's cute butt, yet it was the tennis star's hole that was currently being prepped for business. It didn't matter right now, Frances thought to himself, enjoying the consistent throbbing of the athlete's cock, right now he just wanted to enjoy the slim 22-year-old's body and everything he had to offer. The tennis stud's hands slid along Armand's smooth, skinny legs, gently massaging as he sucked, studying the impressive muscle tone within them as he devoured Armand's delicious cock.
Appreciating the feel of Frances' massaging hands, Armand copied the tennis stud squeezing the muscular trunks that would soon be powering Frances' sexy cock deep inside the athlete's horny body. The sparse covering on curly black hairs felt so soft and gentle in Armand's palms that he couldn't help but offer a gentle smile of appreciation. Pushing his tongue further into the depths of Frances' moreish hole, Armand ate hungrily, licking up that deep, dark flavour the sexy tennis stud tasted of. Armand's wide, pink tongue wriggled to unlock everything Frances' hole had to offer between those muscular black buns. Armand was seriously enjoying himself and that enjoyment only increased when Frances' wet mouth popped off his throbbing cock and began searching around his own smooth arse hole.
The kisses were direct and in a trail from the athlete's shaft, over his perfectly smooth balls and after circling his pale hole Frances placed a kiss directly on Armand's twinkish opening. A gentle grunt from Armand's nose responded to Frances' shift in focus and in turn the tennis star gave the Swede's hole another tender kiss. The next move surprised even Armand as the black stud exploded with energy, using a firm grip to flip Armand into a position where the athlete was on his back while his legs remained in a position that nicely spread his hole. Armand couldn't see it but Frances' eyes glinted wickedly as they looked at the athlete's long, outstretched, skinny legs and back down into Armand's cute butt.
Launching himself forward this time with his own saliva-soaked cock in his hand, Frances rested his nose just under Armand's balls, his hairy chin against the athlete's tailbone and pointing his tongue forward, Frances penetrated Armand's smooth ring with a firm push. The noise was loud and gross as Frances gave Armand everything, forcing his tongue into the athlete's cavity and oscillating his tongue while sucking the smooth boy's sweet flavour.
"Holy bejesus!" Armand gasped. The roughness of Frances' hairy mouth felt funny, but it was the depth of the black boy's tongue that caught his attention. Armand's cock shot bolt upright as the tennis stud's tongue tickled several nerves that were rarely stimulated in his young, horny body. Armand stroked his 7.5-inch boner slowly, groaning his appreciation constantly while Frances remained focused on his task of preparing the athlete's sweet hole.
The first time Frances saw Armand in his tight yellow spandex, the African American couldn't help but be captivated by the white boy's tight butt as Armand cleared the bar on his pole vault. Then came the descent where the Swede flaunted his arousingly tight rear to the world through the striking blue covering his lower half. Now that lower half was exposed for Frances to admire, and it looked as incredible as the tennis star had always pictured it. Drinking Armand's essence by gently sucking at the athlete's cavity, Frances could feel his cock growling frantically at him. The African American stud persisted lapping at Armand's ring, counting down slowly from 100 while his tongue wriggled at the smooth skin and his throat sucked the Swede's light flavour until; [5...4.....3.........2...............1....................0!]
Pulling his tongue free of Armand's body, Frances inspected the athlete's pink hole. "Fuck, it tastes even better than it looks." Frances chuckled. Armand couldn't help but feel a swell of pride from Frances' vocal appreciation. "There's only one thing left to do to it." Armand replied suggestively. "Ha, yup, I'm on it!" Frances agreed. Leaning over to his bedside table, Frances found a condom and some lube. While Frances busied himself with the condom, tearing it out of the wrapper and sliding over his hard, thick, black cock, Armand moved into his desired position. The athlete climbed onto his hands and knees in front of Frances with his thin legs spread nice and wide for the tennis stud to park between. Planting his knees nice and securely, Armand felt ready just as Frances' fingers arrived at the base of his hole then swiped up, sliding a cool, viscous liquid across his hole. "Hmmm." Armand purred as the coolness of the lubricant pre-soothed his skin.
Everything was ready and now it was time for the difficult bit. Frances' thick head pushed between the initial gap of Armand's cheeks before the tennis stud pushed Armand's skinny cheeks apart with his fingers. Now Frances could place his head against the Swede's entrance with confidence. "Ready?" "Yup, go for it!" The top's left hand took hold of Armand's left hip while his right kept his shaft steady as it pushed hard against the athlete's back doors. The amount of lube Frances had applied was perfect and once he felt the African American pushing forward, the athlete opened his hole to give the top access. Using his girth to spread the bottom's compliant hole apart, Frances' head moved beyond Armand's ring and calmly progressed forward under Frances' steady guidance.
Inhaling and exhaling with his mouth wide open, Armand looked adorably cute as the top's dark meat filled his smooth, skinny body. The athlete's smooth cheeks were pink and puffed as he used oxygen to manage the temporary discomfort of anal penetration. Soon enough he knew that discomfort would turn into an addictive feeling when a sufficient amount of Frances was deep enough inside to please the most sensitive parts of his horny young body.
At the halfway point Frances paused and beamed down at the struggling bottom. "You ok?" Frances asked sweetly. "Oh yeah. I mean my hole is on fire, but I like it." Armand breathed, ending his reply with a forced but genuine smile. "I could kiss you." Frances laughed. "Why the hell wouldn't you?!" Armand scoffed with a hint of indignance. The tennis stud knew an invitation when he heard one and releasing his shaft, the top pressed his weight forward in order to reach Armand's enticing lips. A squeak of discomfort confirmed that Armand was suffering more pain now that Frances was focused on kissing him but once their lips were locked together, the African American stud could stroke his way into the skinny Swede.
The expansion of Armand's ring was a quick process, aided by the bottom's determination and the top's encouraging strokes. Each reverse grew a little longer while each push found its way in a little deeper. Their lips remained locked as the two young studs tightened their clinch building both rhythm and synergy with every passing second they spent together.
In front of Armand's blue eyes, Frances' masculine features looked so arousingly good to the athlete but behind his eyes, Armand had an image of the compact tennis star's muscular body tensed as it forced his thick, black weapon into the bottom's tight body. In Armand's mind those dark tree trunk legs were sturdy, using their strength to guide this thick black log within him, gliding with increasing freedom within the membrane of the athlete's sensitive chute.
The glancing kiss of Frances' crotch against Armand's pale buns was the first sign that the top could start the real party. There was still up to an inch of depth to be gained from pushing himself as far into the athlete as he could, but Frances was content to let that happen naturally. Pulling his cock back 5 inches, the top decided that was more than enough to pleasure them both which Armand clearly agreed with forcing a long, loud moan through his nostrils.
The pair had found their rhythm and it had become obvious to Frances that Armand was trying to match his intensity. The bottom's skinny arse had begun to reverse in anticipation of Frances' thrusts, deepening their union. "You like that D huh?" Frances grinned. "I love your D." Armand sighed. "Big, sexy, black D." Armand added as he found perfect synergy with his hunky, black top by meeting the African American's crotch as it swung towards his arse with an equally firm reverse.
The reassuring words from the moaning bottom encouraged Frances to continue with his rising aggression. The escalation was gradual but didn't go unnoticed by Armand who continued to groan constantly. "Oh God yes." Armand breathed as the tennis star's long, hard cock jabbed his prostate repeatedly. Frances smiled at the athlete's persistent moaning; proud he could bring a hottie such audible pleasure.
The low centre of gravity of the explosive tennis superstar helped him keep the shots efficient. A squeeze of his powerful quads threw his beefy, black crotch forward sending his bare cock deep into the depths of Armand's slender belly. By now, each time Frances rocked forward his crotch made a considerable impact on Armand's skinny arse cheeks sending a little ripple through those smooth, pale buns, but it wasn't enough. "Flip me and lift my legs?" Armand suggested bringing a cheeky smile from the fun-loving top.
Adjusting his grip from Armand's hips to the athlete's thighs achieved exactly that. Frances carefully spun the slender Swede on his throbbing cock then hoisted his lower half into the air. Armand took the rest of his weight by putting both hands out in front of him and relaxed his horny hole. Watching his own muscles tensing to take the load Armand smiled thinking how powerful Frances' would look right now as they held his lower body aloft. "God yes!!!" Armand laughed as the first shot in the new position had the desired effect of spearing his body even better than before. Not only did the bottom feel even more submissive than before, but the new angle also gave Frances access to another half of Armand's arse that the top had been unable to reach.
"Pull my hair." Armand groaned, allowing the power of his top to pound all fear of pain out of his horny body. The tennis stud felt as though Armand had read his mind and wasted no time taking a handful of those luscious, medium-length, brown locks. Once he had his grip, Frances gritted his teeth and focussed on Armand's enjoyable arse. That low centre of gravity continued to pay dividends as Frances held nothing back pulling his thick, black log back a full 6 inches then rammed himself straight up the athlete's tight slot.
The thud of Frances' compact body shook Armand's slender frame, and the bottom was loving every second. "Ya bro, that's the spot." Armand cooed, thrusting his arse to meet Frances with a sick sounding collision of their horny bodies. The tearing of Armand's luscious brown locks at his scalp only served to increase the stimulation for the ravenous bottom. This sexy black stud was giving it to him good and the other thudding sound of his solid boner bouncing up into his stomach grew louder. "Fuck yaaaaaa!"
The narrow shape of Armand's frame formed the perfect stimulus for Frances to drill his cock into. The sexy, slim white boy took his cock with impressive skill, grunting with joy as Frances rammed deep inside him. Frances could feel that tight Swedish flesh squeezing around his thick, black boner as he slammed it inside the bottom, stroking him ever closer to his orgasm. The top looked down at his cock spearing in between Armand's smooth, pink cheeks and sighed happily. "God, you feel so good!" Frances sighed to the heavens.
A positive review from the athlete gave Frances extra energy which he spent on Armand's amazing arse. The volume of the collision during each thrust grew louder in volume and deeper in pitch as both men gave it everything. Involuntarily grunting along with each stroke, Frances was fully in the zone as he watched Armand's sweet little arse swallow his thick, black shaft. "Dang, that ass feels good." Frances sighed as he stabbed the skinny bottom nice and deep. The tennis stud was in no doubt that if they'd gone bare, fireworks would've been flying long ago. The light numbing agent and thin material wasn't enough to stop Frances feeling the incredible tightness of Armand's sweet hole as he drilled the athlete's skinny body, but it reduced the insane pleasure long enough to give Frances a long, hard ride on his boy. A smiling Frances convinced himself that with Armand's perfect body and handsome looks he would've cum within minutes. Luck and tactical experience however gave Frances the correct level of arousal and stamina to fuck the Swede for a good 20 minutes.
"Own it boy, own my hole." Armand panted as the top's big, black cock smashed deep inside him along with the weight of the muscular stud crashing into his tailbone. The skinny bottom could feel the effects of Frances' big black dick brutally tenderising his insides and with it, filling Armand's cock with the animal desire to be milked. "Dang white boy...you keep talking...to me like that...and imma...bust a nut!" Frances panted as he tugged hard at Armand's straight, brown hair to slingshot his hard cock into the athlete's waiting arse.
The drill of Frances' long, black dick hit all the right spots and taking a firm grip of the athlete's boner, Frances maximised every second of the Armand experience. The sweet sensation of sexual pleasure swept through Armand's body as Frances' sweaty palm stroked the bottom's throbbing member and sent a tingle of divine delight throughout his athletic body. Armand couldn't see the top's sexy chest, but he didn't need to. Countless times the athlete had witnessed Frances reveal his hot sweaty body and his curly-haired chest at the end of a set of tennis. The thud of that manly mound of hot, black muscle against his skinny arse cheeks made Armand's smooth nuts swell underneath him and with it sent a sharp squeal of pleasure from the bottom who was nearly there.
Armand's skinny body looked sensational as it bounced backwards onto Frances' thick, black dick. Frances' little white bottom was the perfect sub to his will as the elite tennis star repeatedly slammed his body into those smooth, pale cheeks. Those big, black nuts were furry, sweaty and ready to burst. "Boy, I got a biscuit coming for you in a hot second!" Frances groaned. "On my face, shoot it over my face!" Armand demanded. The athlete's words injected a final surge of pure sexual desire in Frances who rammed another dozen shots deep into Armand's skinny cunt.
The final blast of Frances' crotch against Armand's slim arse echoed as the top pushed Armand forward then ripped the condom from his raging cock. Armand's mostly satisfied body fell onto his back, covered in a light coat of sweat to sheen his smooth, bronze skin and his arse hole burned with sweet pain as he took a firm grip of his hard shaft and began to pump whilst Frances' thick, black tackle did exactly the same within the tennis star's fist. The Swede drank in the sight of the beautiful beast that so wonderfully probed his horny body. Armand enjoyed every second of the image of a dark, sweaty Frances and his long, hard sword swelling angrily and with intent.
Kneeling between Armand's outstretched legs the African American jerked himself violently whilst studying the athlete's sexy, slender body. The golden smoothness of Armand's body created the hook in Frances' furry balls, the darkness of the athlete's big, brown nipples made the top's balls tighten and a look at Armand's adorable, smooth face looking back at him, flushed in pink and gasping as he approached his own orgasm made Frances explode with a loud grunt.
The power of Frances' explosion sent his cum shooting the length of Armand's body and smacked the sexy athlete right in his chin. "Fuckkkk!" Frances wailed, continuing to juice himself violently. The first powerful shot was only the beginning as more ropes of thin, white cum splattered across Armand's shoulders and pecs. Now Frances could feel the benefit of torturing himself with that condom. Thrusting for so long and hard inside Armand's narrow chute the top had filled his nuts with so much juice the pressure was almost dangerous as his second orgasmic wave matched the force of his initial shot and streaked up Armand's left cheek.
"Holy fuck that's so hot!" Armand gasped after Frances' cum splattered against his chin. The athlete could feel the warm spunk clinging determinedly to his smooth chin as gravity tried to drag it away. The warm sensation felt magnificent, delighting Armand's senses as he jerked his own 7.5-inch boner rapidly. The sturdy, compact frame that had fucked him so explosively looked epic as it drenched his skinny body in its seed. Armand watched the dark, glistening muscles tensing deliciously as Frances drained his balls all over Armand's horny body and the athlete knew his own smooth pouch was ready to give up its load. The bottom was nearly there as Frances hit his cheek with another hot streamer which was just close enough to Armand's lips to taste. That was it, that was everything he needed tonight; a battered arse hole, a sexy man's hot seed and a good stroke of his own. "Fuckkkk!!!"
The height of Armand's eruption was just as impressive as Frances' length. The Swede shot cum a metre into the air as it hurtled towards his smooth pecs to join the tennis stud's flowing seed. The athlete continued to study Frances' stunning body as they came. The African American's dark, brown skin was covered in an enticing sheen of sweat which glistened adorably from head to toe as he stroked the remaining drops out of his 8.5-inch rod. A groan of ecstasy from Frances accompanied another jolt of delight for the tennis stud who covered the bottom with another squirt of cream. The feel of his smooth nut sack emptying while his eyes took in every bit of Frances' rugged handsomeness made this orgasm trigger the most powerful of eruptions Armand had to offer.
Frances had narrowed his eyes back down onto Armand's body to watch the athlete milk himself dry. Smooth, slender and wonderfully golden now with added sheen of sweat and streaks of bright white cream. Armand had reached another level of handsomeness which resulted in Frances' nuts tightening to maximum pressure and launching his final wave with every joule of energy he had left. That body Frances had pounded so dominantly gave his nuts the sight they needed to achieve the ultimate glory which he completed with a final tug to send the last of his bright cum out of his swollen, brown head to sprinkle around Armand's belly button.
Still consumed by the grip of his own orgasm, Armand stroked firm and hard to the wonderful sight of Frances' alluring body. The African American had destroyed his hole so delightfully and to relive the experience, Armand repeatedly tensed his arse hole. The Swede could feel the burn and he loved that tingling sensation as his fist slid along his hard pole to spray another helping of his creamy nuts out over his smooth pecs.
Second to start shooting, second to finish shooting. Armand had enjoyed an evening of passion every second passing just as he had imagined it. Another tour of the now motionless but gasping tennis star gave Armand the visual stimulation he needed to truly appreciate his eruption. The sweaty muscles of Frances' dark, shiny body gave Armand's nuts a jolt and with a powerful surge the last of his smooth nuts rained up and out over his slender torso. The stroking wasn't done yet and although his nuts were empty the Olympian kept himself hot a few seconds longer. Tremors and aftershocks vibrated through the athlete's hard mast but there was nothing left in him as Armand stroked his outer skin with reducing speed until he ended by dropping his shrinking semi onto his sticky torso.
"Goddamn!" Frances beamed with happiness. "Wow bro, that was amazing." Armand gasped. "Hear dat!" Frances grinned. The heavy breathing continued as the pair transitioned from the post orgasmic states to the calm bliss that followed. A look into each other's eyes brought a smile of agreement, [this was a very good idea!]
The bed very nearly sprang Armand into the air as Frances collapsed into the space alongside him. There was time for another tender kiss while they regenerated the energy to rise again. Armand didn't have a curfew, but he did want to get back tonight. They could stay like this for another hour, and it would be fine. Armand could appreciate that incredible body that contained all the explosive power he had seen on TV, and more for a little longer. The athlete clutched at Frances' bulky bicep and just felt the tennis stud's muscular fortitude, reliving the last hour over and over again with the reward of their drying cum as the proof that their exploration had been one orgasmic success.
END
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