Gay Love by Lucas Steele

Author:Lucas Steele
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Xcite Books
Published: 2010-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

Fisherman’s Friend

by John Connor

The cock in front of my mouth appeared massive in the half-light coming through the grimy boathouse windows. Thick, full-veined, rigid and muscular – the foreskin had rolled itself back a little under the force of his eager erection, revealing the glorious purple top of his cockhead, the urethra’s opening glistening with a large drop of clear precome. Not that I needed any more signs to tell me he was aroused.

Outside the boathouse there was just the sound of the late afternoon tide steadily coming in, and the occasional call of a seabird. Inside, the air was sharp with the smell of salt, seaweed, fish and diesel. But overriding those was the smell of Michael’s hot and juicy cock.

Perversely, for a moment or two, I remembered how this had all begun.

Back in the December of last year I found out that Tony – my now thankfully ex-partner – had been having a string of casual sexual relationships without my knowledge. It had gotten to the point where he could no longer keep it a secret. He was caught one afternoon by an undercover police officer, which resulted in a court summons, with the charge being importuning in a public place. Arrested for cottaging without due care and attention as to who the fuck he was trying to have a quickie with.

Wonderful!

We had been together for six years, I had paid for him to go back to university and I didn’t know that all that time he couldn’t keep his cock in his knickers, or keep total strangers’ cocks out of his arse.

When it all came to light I didn’t even bother to confront him with it. I just changed the locks, threw his stuff out on the street, and then sold the house and moved. As in well away from the whole sorry mess of my life. As in hiding myself deep down in southern Cornwall.

‘Is there something wrong with it?’

Michael’s voice brought me back to reality. Looking up from my kneeling position on the concrete of the boathouse floor, I could see an innocent worry in his large brown eyes, even though the mass of dark red beard and hair made him look like some kind of 18th-century pirate. Bare-chested and wearing only ex-Army khaki work shorts and non-slip, rubber soled boots, his innocence and naivety was so endearing it almost hurt.

Gently I took hold of the base of his cock with my thumb and forefinger – slowly moving them up and down a little – before guiding his cock into my mouth.

I have to admit now that I’m no saint, and I have had more than just a few cocks in my mouth over the years, but Michael’s cock was one of the thickest, hardest, and most satisfying I have ever sucked on. Wrapping my lips around the shaft, there was that delicious burst of salty sweat taste, which always makes my mouth water, rapidly followed by the musky warm-damp smell of his balls and pubic hair filling my nose.

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