. . I'm still always hoping to meet other like-minded perverts for all kinds of fun.I think I'll include some of this little intro at the beginning of... each of my stories just for some quick context . . . hope that's ok.Please feel free to let me know what you think and contact me if any of my stories turn you on.I grew up in central Ontario, Canada. I was, like most boys, super horny as a teenager and did the usual things boys do: sneaking my older brothers porn magazines and the odd video. I did buy one, honestly.” “Yes, and I once sang with Elvis. You’ll have to buy another one or it’s time to get off.” The pair argue for a moment. There is no charming the inspector. My travelling companion has to pay. His hand delves into his jeans pocket, making the loose change rattle, but the denim is so tight that he can’t get the hand back out. He curses and stands up to release the change. Now it is my turn to admire him. The tight jeans reveal a very muscular pair of thighs, which is a. His hands were a little rough but the sensation inside of me felt tingly, bubbly and euphoric. I thought to myself, "This guy is trying to help make me feel good."Suddenly, he pulls away. Unlocks my car door and opens it. Next thing I knew he whips out his huge black dick. He asked a strange question. He ask, "Can I get a top on this?". It took me a moment to realize that he was asking me to suck his dick.I guess I wanted him to feel good as well so I complied. I mean I thought about it first.. I was sucking on it as I felt him start to cum, his cock beginning to erupt now as he pumped that dick to me. His hot, young cum was so good as I tasted that salty cock cum as he began to flood my mouth as I took all of his cock and began to swallow his love juices. There I was, my son making my pussy cum as I was sucking on his big cock, giving him his first real blow job and I was loving it as he emptied his hot cum to his mommy's cum hungry mouth, my own climax flooding my body as I too was.