Walking Home

This story is a work of fiction involving explicit acts between consenting males. If you are under 18, do not read this material. If it is illegal where you live, do not read this material. If you find the thought of consenting sex between young males objectionable, then do not read this material.


Walking home after a football match on a Sunday afternoon in my nylon football kit down a foot path along side a canal I saw a boy drest in old combat boots, with combat pants and a new blue bomber jacket gleaming in the setting suns glare leaning on the corner of a bridge over the canal.

Our eyes met and in that second my cock started to steer in my shorts. He was about 18 with smooth skin and eyes that mezmerised any guy in seconds. He stepped back into the dark of the alleyway of the bridge. As I got closer I could smell the sweet smell on the air of that new bomber jacket mixed with his CK1 perfume.

Nearing the bridge my cock was now oozing pre cum and I could feel it starting to stick to my skin. Suddenly the boy asked me for the time. I walked up to him and looked at my watch. As I looked up at him to tell the boy the time, the boy took a step closer and slipped his hand down into my nylon shorts grasping my hard oozing cock with his cold hand.

He pulled me to an old door in the bridge and took me inside pushing the door shut and wedging it with a tree branch, he turned round and handed me a bag, in the bag was an old green bomber jacket which was heavily stained in cum and still damp from earlier sex. After I put it on he started unzipping his pants and slipped out his 8 inch cock, he then pushed me up against the wall by the steps which led up to the bridge and eased off my nylon shorts. Then he unzipped his pen pocket taking out some lube ripping off the corner and dribbled it over his cock and the rest of it he put in his hand and smeared it over my ass and the rest over the front of the old bomber jacket rubbing it in.

I put my hand down and grasped his cock pushing him back against the other wall, which gave me room to start sucking his huge cock. I could taste the sweetness of the lube as I took his cock in my mouth. Suddenly the boy grabed me buy the collar of the bomber jacket and turned me round gobbling on his hand smearing it on his cock and ramming his cock in to me. Pushing it right in he held his dripping hand over my mouth, and started fucking me slowly at first, turning me down onto the steps and then harder and harder I could feel his cock drawing all the way out and being pushed all the way in he went on and on and was not going to stop.

Suddenly he pulled his cock out of my arse and turned me round to face him. He knelt down started sucking me off; he was sucking so hard that I could not hold it in any longer and came in his mouth at that moment.

He stood up and we started snogging as I stepped back onto the steps and sat down onto my sore arse he picked up my legs putting them on his shoulders and started again fucking harder & harder then suddenly pulling his cock out he started spraying cum all over the old bomber jacket I was warereing rubbing it in with his hands. As his cock sprayed cum all over the place clasping on to me with his cock dribbling cum down my crotch we laid there snogging for a few minutes.


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