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Chapter 6 by perpetualpeace17
What does Oliver do?
He gets the message
Turning my head around, I look into his eyes and plead with him. As his arms release from my waist, I take his right hand in mine. With his left hand he pulls his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. What a site that cock is: clearly ready to go and hugged by a trimmed soft mound. I push my ass back into it bending my knees to massage his dick as it slid up and down my crack, with the assistance of his dripping pre cum and my wetness. He lets go of my hand and when I turn out to show he my sadness, I see his head slip into his shirt and his hands pull the front of his shirt around to the back of his neck so his entire torso is exposed the shirt visibly taught at its new location but his arms still remain in the arm holes. His chest and stomach glisten with sweat. He has a nice treasure trail from a few inches above his belly button to his equally glistening cock. Oliver grabs my hand again eagerly. He places it against his face and looks into my eyes. I nod.
"Ungh...yes," I moan as the head of his dick enters my dripping pussy. He pushes further in taking his sweet time. Finally, I feel his soft balls shield my dick and feel every inch of his length inside me. Slowly, he explores me with his cock. Out and in again. I let go of his hand to support my weight as my knees grow weaker each time his balls slap against my cock. The water is just as hot as we are at this point and is boiling, so I turn off the kettle. I feel his grip on my waist tighten. Oliver begins to thrust harder moaning and sighing his pleasures. My insides swell and burn and my chest drips sweat. I feel Oliver sweat fall from his face and land on his back as he moves his sweet cock with me. His cock feels so good I catch drool sliding out of the corner of my mouth and I have to keep swallowing to contain it all.
Oliver is grunting harder now. They resonate throughout his body which each thrusts into my pussy and I can feel them settle into my own chest. I know he's close to coming. I grab by dick between my thumb and index finger and stroke it sloppily ask he slams his cock into me.
"Have you finished you shit yet?" I hear from not too far away. Shit.
"Yeah, you?" Another person responds. I can't move even if they are coming. I need his dick here and now. I know he has heard them too and he fucks me vigorously. I withhold every moan hoping these intruders stay back just a little longer but I'm sure our flesh making music together already gives away our activities. Sharply, Oliver thrusts are bodies together and hold my ass tight up against his crotch, intensely gripping my waist. I've already come at least three times with this magnificent piece of art sharing its work with me and I can see he has arrived as his head is thrown back and his face reflecting the peak of pleasure he's feel throughout his body.
"I'm going to get a snack real quick. I'll meet you in your room." One of the previous voices announces.
Oliver sweeps his t-shirt back over his head and pulls up his pants and my boxers along with them. I push him towards his laptop.
"Hey Garrett. You sure love tea don't you?" Eric remarks entering the kitchen and opening the snack cupboard. I simply chuckle. "Are you sick? You're really sweaty."
I flicker a look over to Oliver and his wipes his face with the bottom of his t-shirt.
"Nah. I just finished a heavy workout and was going to shower after I made this tea." I answer honestly.
"Oh, okay. You spill water on your pants again? Ha, you clumsy fucker. Nice undies." He retorts.
"Thank you Eric, you're so sweet" I scoff at him as he settles on a cup of ramen to eat. I pop a tea bag into my cup and follow it with water before I hand it off to Eric.
"Hey Oliver, how's the project coming?" Eric probes. I take some time to add milk and sugar to my tea and test it out.
"Great. I was just working on it really hard before you got here." Oliver replies as honest as he can.
"Sweet. Thanks bro." Eric responds turning towards his noodles.
As Eric pours the water into his cup, I quickly glide over to Oliver. Placing a hand on
his thigh to steady myself, I give him a kiss on his cheek and make my way to the door.
I hope you've enjoyed this. The other stories on here are quite good but it's harder to see myself in them. Let me know if you want more.
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Hardly Working and Working Hard
A transmasculine story
A transman has sexual adventures with all kinds of friends and strangers, in all kinds of places.
Updated on Feb 23, 2016
by perpetualpeace17
Created on Feb 19, 2016
by perpetualpeace17
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