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After work, a friend had “quickly” invited me to a beer to himself. He had no girlfriend in the Mo -Mede and told about his “Salon Tour” in the Frankfurt area (Main).
After the second bottle, he showed me a porn “sex bizarre” series, which he recently brought from Germany. The booklet was really great. He smiled when he saw my facial expression and also how my hand stroked a certain place of my pants.
He took another booklet, opened the zipper of his jeans as a matter of course and massaged the bump in his underpants.
“If you feel like what I see, you can get one down, you don’t bother me, on the contrary!”He said and continued to massage. I didn’t let that say that twice, the prison opened for my already quite stiff John. He asked me what I thought of the “piss”.
I did not answer him immediately, thought about whether I wanted to admit that the yellow liquid stole me. I admitted it and he frugated me if I wanted to smell his panties.
He may have this smell himself, he said, got up, got rid of his jeans and came to my armchair and stood towards me. He took my hand from mine tail and began to massage it skillfully while I kissed his his by the slip. The smell for no longer fresh urine and its drop of pleasure mixed into an enormous fragrance. I playfully bit him in the shaft and began to suck on his glans, which was still covered by the fabric of his panties.
Suddenly the aroma changed, became spicy and salty.
It won’t be about..? But he has! He let some splashes drive, which of course I greedily sucked up. His hand has it with my cock foreskin Returned and his index finger stroked my slippery, wet glans.
In the meantime that had Beer let me get a lot of pressure and I didn’t want to mess up his armchair. So I suggested that in the Bathtub To lie down and to piss myself, he could watch. Whether I mean piss would also drink, he wanted to know.
I replied to him that I had never tried it, but now great desire to do so. He wanted to see that, he said and we went into the bathroom.
I lay down in the tub, the feet to the sausage edge and so raised the pelvis. I pressed the tail together with a show and middle finger and thumb and let the bubble run wild. Sometimes I hit my mouth, the greater rest of the pee hit my upper body and face.
The friend stood wanking on the bathing tub edge. I told him that he could inject on my stomach whatever he wanted, it was welcome. He paused for a moment, put on a serious expression, straightened his no more stiff cock on my face and started with full strength what the stuff kept out. I got a big splash in my nose and had to cough.
He had to laugh and his beam trembled wildly, sometimes he didn’t even hit the bathtub anymore. So I also had to laugh at a Cum from sperm Wasn’t to think with both of us anymore.
Then we put ourselves in the shower, dried ourselves, got us something in the kitchen, put us in the bite, naked as we were, turned the TV together and looked at a car racing that happened to be on the screenflicker. We did not talk about what was previously experienced, nor did we never feel like we were gay, we had no desire to cuddle or kiss each other, but also no fear of contact from man to man (more). We experienced more in a loose episode adventure, but they didn’t always have an erotic background.
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