Abercrombie Ass Fuck

Just as many other stories begin, that special day had begun without a hint of what was to come. I am a 22 year-old college student, 6'1", 165 pounds and have a completely smooth and tanned body. As usual, I had woken up at six o'clock for my daily jog around the city. I enjoy exercising and keeping my body rock-hard because of the attention that I get (of course). I came back to my apartment, showered, dressed and left to my summer job. I got back home at a quarter past eight and changed into some gym clothes; I also like to workout during the nights.

After an especially intense workout, I decided to go back home and get some rest. All was within its usual place until I noticed that I had forgotten my doorkeys. This was especially worrisome because my roommate did not get off from work until ten o'clock. Luckily, I was slightly acquainted with some of the other guys who live in the same apartment complex as me, and I figured that they would not mind if I were to crash at their place for a while. I knocked on their door and waited.

A few moments later, a tall, dark boy in a towel opened the door - he had the perfect face and body to be an Abercrombie model and was the model fraternity boy. "Hey, man, what's going on?" Greg asked me in a joking matter, playfully hitting me on the shoulder.

"Nothing much, except I've locked myself out, and my roommate doesn't get home until ten."

"Oh, no problem, come on in," taking me by the shoulder and leading me into the television room.

"Sorry I interrupted your shower," I genuinely apologized.

"If you don't mind me saying, it looks like you could use a shower, too" he said with a flash of perfectly white teeth.

"Would you mind if I took a shower? I look pretty gross."

"No man, let me go get you a towel, and you can borrow some of my clothes." He led me into the bathroom and threw the towel into the bathroom.

I closed the door behind me and peeled off my sweaty muscle-shirt and warm-up pants. I was standing there only in my dark blue jockstrap that hugged my cock so close that you could see every detail when the door swung open. Greg walked in and gave me a sheepish smile. "Sorry dude, forgot to brush my teeth" he said with a grin. I was standing in front of the mirror and sink where his toothpaste and toothbrush were, and he brushed up against my bare ass wearing just his towel. It seemed slightly strange to me; he could have easily gotten his things by going around me. "Wow, you have a nice set of pecs and your back, how'd you get it like that?" Greg asked me, admiring first my front and then my naked back-side. I thought that I would play along and hope that something would develop.

"Just a lot of repetitions and weight-training. But it takes its toll, my shoulders are really sore," I quietly whined while rubbing them.

"Oh, here man, let me get that for you." Greg repositioned himself, pressing his towel-hidden cock hard against my ass, rubbing my shoulders and blowing hot breath onto my ears. I released an unexpectedly audible moan and grabbed the nape of his neck, pulling his tender lips to my cheek. He took hold of my waist just inches away from my slowly growing dick and spun me around until we were face-to-face. I stroked the bottom of his back, edging lower towards his tightly wrapped towel, and he moved his fingers around to my naked butt, spreading and clenching my hard mounds of ass. Our lips met, and he pushed his thick tongue into my impatient mouth. I finally managed to work my hands underneath his towel and with one quick jerk, I uncovered his body: an amazingly beautiful ass, a soft cock about five inches long and a low-hanging sac with two golfball-sized balls. We shoved our bodies together as hard as we could, his pubic hair scratching up against my stomach and my hands preparing to explore his hole.

"Man, why don't you show me what you got," Greg huffed out.

"You're going to have to do it yourself if you want it that badly." He did just that and pulled my jockstrap to the floor. I became a little braver when I asked, "How would you like for me to do you a favor?"

"Sure dude, whatever you want." I did not hesitate at all, and I dropped to my knees. My right hand was reaching to the top of his chest, pinching and twisting his hard tits, and my left hand explored his hard ass. Starting at the top of his stomach, I kissed my way down, licking the curves of his six-pack, playing with his hairy bellybutton, burying my nose into his thick black pubic hair and finally slobbering down to the base of his slightly erect cock. I clinched onto his prick lightly and stared at the head - he had the biggest mushroom head that I had ever seen. I licked all around it and down the entire fat shaft. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, pressing my lips tightly around my teeth and engorged the entire head with one deep breath, slurping all of the spit that I could muster. Before going further, I raised up a little and stuck one of my fingers to his face, imploring him to suck on it. He did just that and swirled his tongue around my finger. Greg muttered a barely noticeable, "Oh yeah, dude."

I quickly went back down, this time taking in his mushroom head a bit more gingerly and pressing my moist finger against the entrance of his tight, pink hole. I slipped the very tip of it in and felt him jerk and let out a deep groan. He piled his hands onto my still sweaty hair and pushed my mouth deeper onto his thick cock. Greg was clinching and releasing his pretty little ass, trying to push my finger farther into it. I continued to suck up and down his shaft. I could feel every thick vein exploding from the surface until I reached the base of his eight-incher. I buried my nose into his pubic hair and inhaled the freshly made manscent that was seeping from his sweat, and I nudged his sac with my bristly chin. My finger finally extended all the way into his ass, but I could tell that Greg wanted a little more.

I pulled my finger from his pink hole and made one last slurp on his beautiful cock, sucking up as much of his sweet precum as I could. I stood up and kissed Greg with my wet mouth and muttered, "Let me fuck you, stud." Instead of verbally answering, he dropped to all fours on the ground and raised his hole high into the air, begging me to fuck him. Before attempting to ram my seven incher into his incredibly (and believe me, incredibly) tight man pussy, I caressed his hole with my tongue, spitting all over and using my fingers to push the lubricant inside of him. My cock was still hard from Greg's touch, and I pressed the tip of my head against him. One hand was stroking his muscular back and the other was relaxing him by stroking his long cock. I could tell that he was becoming less tense, and I attempted to shove my cockhead inside of him. With one quick motion, I shoved it into his delicious asshole. I do not think that Greg had ever done this before from the look on his face; he looked very unprepared. I jerked on his dick harder, following the entire length of it, and rubbed his smooth sac with the palm of my hand between strokes. With many strokes, I succeeded finally in pushing all of my prick into him. The sweat was beading and collecting on Greg's back, and I could see the sweat dripping off of his face. Though the apartment was warm, the bathroom was ever warmer and more humid because of his shower. I teasingly asked him if he liked what he was getting; all that I got in return was a weak "Fuck me harder, dude."

I plowed my dick harder into him, smashing my balls into his tanned butt. Our ample sweat made a clapping noise with every contact that our bodies made. Greg's cock was beginning to grow tighter, as was his giant sac. I belted out, "Cum for me, stud. Spray it everywhere, I want to see you cum." I only had to keep talking like this for a few more seconds before he did just that. His entire body shook, his asshole clinched more tightly and his cock vibrated. Greg spewed load after load of his white stuff all over the bathroom floor. The sight of this male god cumming did me in, and I released five or six streams of cum into his ass until it started to spew out of it. Greg was breathing so heavily that he laid down onto the floor in an attempt to catch his breath. Tired too, I stole one last suck on his cock to taste what a man like this tastes like and laid down on top of him. We kissed passionately between his breaths; though Greg may have seemed out of breath, his tongue remained restless.

When we got up, I asked, "So, are you still up for that shower?" We climbed into the bathtub, turned on the shower head and made love again under the hot water.

written by jeremy_richards_79

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