Fifty Shades of Gay Spice (Fifty Shades of Spice Erotica)

matter. He was chubby and always sweating. I just stood and stared at him as a tear ran over my eyelid and made its way south across my cheek. He smiled widely and pulled his rugby shorts down to his knees.
    “Please don’t make me suck that,” I whimpered. Edson’s black cock was long and thick. His foreskin was cut revealing a narrow dark head. He grabbed my hand and forced it onto his cock. It felt hot and thick and suddenly the experience of sucking Farrah flooded back to me. I had loved it and here I was faced with another cock to gobble on; A bigger, thicker cock to pleasure. I kneeled down willingly and looked at what I had in front of me. It was huge but there was a musky odour to him. His sweaty body had a stale smell and I recoiled a little from him. I knew I had to suck him to keep my secret but I just didn’t fancy him. Yes his cock was thick but that didn’t matter. “Once okay?”
    “We’ll keep it a secret,” he sneered. “Lick my balls first.”
    I took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. Once again the anticipation of the ultimate pleasure was there and it fired the hormones in my veins. Even though I wouldn’t have sucked his cock by choice, I knew that making him writhe before he squirted his cum in my mouth would be fun; no, more than fun, it would turn me on. He watched intently as I lifted his sack and sucked gently on the wrinkly black skin, searching for his balls with my tongue.
    “That’s nice,” he smiled, confusion in his eyes. “You know I think you actually like sucking cocks.”
    I was going to answer but he grabbed his thick shaft and pushed it against my lips. I opened wide and let him in. It was like electricity was running through my veins as I sucked greedily on his cock. The musty smell seemed to mingle with the aroma of his sweat; it was a heady sexual musk, which intoxicated me. His juice tasted salty and oily and I swallowed the leaks as they came, eagerly awaiting the mother-load of cum when it arrived. The deeper I took his thick cock, the louder he groaned. I used my tongue to pleasure the underside of his shaft as he forced my head back and to.
    “Do you want to swallow my cum?” he almost whispered.
    Taking his juicy cock from my mouth to answer him, I wiped strings of precum from my chin. “Don’t you want me to?” I was surprised by the question at this point. I thought he was nearly there. He frowned and forced his cock back between my lips.
    “Of course I do!” he moaned, pushing deeper into my mouth almost choking me. He held the back of my head, his cock as far in as I could take it. The palms of my hands were pushing against his chubby hips stopping him from pushing any further. “Aaah swallow it!”
    I wasn’t expecting his spunk at that second and he squirted it down the back of my throat. I was swallowing involuntarily as his warm cum pumped into me for long seconds, his cock twitching in ever decreasing spasms as he emptied his sack into my grateful mouth. He seemed frozen in time, staring at the ceiling as his ejaculation subsided; his grip slowly released from the back of my head and I expected him to pull his cock out of my mouth as quickly as Farrah had but he didn’t. He stroked my hair gently and sighed.
    “Oh, Sweetman, I don’t want to move,” he chuckled, “that was so fucking horny!”
    I smiled with my eyes as my mouth was still full of juicy meat. His gentleness as his pleasure subsided thrilled me more than Farrah’s embarrassed exit. We stayed like that for what felt like ages, his cock spent and relaxing in my hot wet mouth. I let him keep it there gently flicking my tongue around it until he was ready to pull out. Even then it wasn’t rushed.
    “Are you okay?” he asked as he pulled his shorts back up.
    “Yes, I’m fine,” I smiled and wiped cum from my face. I could taste it in my mouth. While I didn’t fancy him, I liked the way he appreciated me. It made me feel special. Farrah was attractive and I knew now that I was infatuated with him but Edson was nice to me.
    “I really like you, Sweetman.”
    “Thanks,” I replied awkwardly. I didn’t know what to say.
    “Do you want to see each other again?” he smiled.
    “I’m not sure,” I stammered. I wasn’t sure that I even fancied other boys until an hour ago, now I had had relations with two older boys and one of them wanted a second meeting.
    “You like me don’t you?” he looked serious now. “I could tell by the way you sucked my cock