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Heart-Shaped AssI couldn't believe my luck. Just came home from a long day at work and wanted nothing more to unwind. Alone. Get my thoughts together, shower, and have a nap. I then noticed my trash bin was getting full and said *quot;Fuck it!*quot;. Might as well take it down now and be done with it. After tossing the garbage bag in the dumpster I headed back up the stairs to my apartment. I noticed the cute boy who lived next door having trouble with his key. He was fresh out of college and new in the building. I had only seen him a few times coming and going within the past week. He was wearing faded jeans that fit him very loosely and a t-shirt that had seen better days. He was an emo for sure. Shaggy, jet black hair and make-up applied sparingly yet deeply over his young, smooth face. I asked him if I could help and gave the key a few firm twists. Then I said *quot;Well k**do, looks like you'll have to call the maintenance guy to let you in and he's gone for the day.*quot; He frowned a bit, his thin, painted lips pursing as he did so. I could tell he had had a long day, too. To be honest he really needed a bath. I offered him the choice of calling back in the manager to her office for the keys, but since he was behind a little on the rent (as he informed me) it was not to his liking. The other choice was to spend the night at my place, wash up, and take care of the situation tomorrow. At first he was hesitant and said he would try to bunk down at a friend's house, but decided against it as apparently he and his buddy were not on the best of terms at the moment. Finally he stammered a nervous yes. His voice was faint and slightly raspy and he spoke with a pronounced lisp. We shook hands and introduced ourselves. I could see a smile come upon his face from the corner of my eye as I opened the door to my apartment and allowed him entry. Fist thing he did was to plop down on my couch and start texting. His black fingernails dancing over the phone pad. Usually I wouldn't mind someone making themselves at home, but I remembered that he smelled a little ripe in the hallway and definitely needed to use my shower. Not wanting to sound rude I asked him if he wanted to clean up as I was about do so myself and was offering him first dibs. He waved me off and giggled at some random message that had popped up on his phone. I started up the water after having closed both my bedroom door and the bathroom door behind me. I was in heaven finally being able to wash off the grit of the day. The steaming water felt good on my skin. My aching muscles relaxed from the soothing torrent coming from the shower head. As I pushed back the curtain I saw my new *quot;friend*quot; sitting on the toilet, the lid down, waiting his turn to wash. He still had on his jeans, but he'd taken off his shirt and shoes. No socks, of course. I guess they're not cool these days. I toweled off and motioned towards the empty shower stall that it was free and ready for use. He didn't want to disrobe completely while I was still in the room and I really didn't think much of it at the time. I made my way from the room and he only slightly closed the door behind me. Curious about his shyness I peaked in a bit through the crack in the door. His loose-fitting canlı bahis jeans slid around his ankles and I couldn't believe it. He was wearing frilly, blue panties the color of the sky. Pale blue. I was so shocked that I couldn't help to mutter aloud. He heard me and quickly tried to hide them with his hands and even told me to *quot;Fuck off!*quot; in anger and annoyance. I told him to relax and his secret (if it was really a secret) would be safe with me. I told him I don't judge anyone for their likes and dislikes. To each their own, I said. In this crazy world, anything that makes you feel better, so long as it doesn't harm another, is all right with me. Even though he was skeptical of my response his anger immediately subsided. I asked if I could come in and brush my teeth while he was showering (I really needed to do so anyway) and he shrugged. *quot;It's cool*quot; his whispery voice uttered. He let the panties fall to the floor and as he bent over to retrieve them I allowed myself a generous peek at his heart-shaped ass. That's not an embellishment - because he was so thin the tightness of his body pushed the soft globes of flesh upward forming a perfect Valentine heart. He stepped into the shower, turned facing me, and I finally saw his nakedness. He was tall. About 6'2*quot;. Long and lanky, but smooth and supple. I could tell he worked on his body, shaving it daily, staying lean from running or maybe he was just skinny by nature. His black shaggy mane of hair that mostly covered his eyes was pushed behind one ear. I drank in his features. As much as he tried to look menacing through the use of make-up and a stern demeanor, he was absolutely angelic. Short, pointy nose, a slender chin, sparkling green eyes. His cock was uncut and very long. It actually swung from side to side with the slightest movement from his body. My mouth watered at the sight. He turned around in the tub looking for the soap. I smiled at his back. His perfectly chiseled buttocks flexing as he altered his weight from one foot to the other. I couldn't take it anymore and had to have him.Just as he was pulling close the shower curtain I reached out and grasped his hand. He looked at me a little startled and surprised. I let the towel around my waist drop and he saw my pulsing erection, voluminous amounts of precum leaking from the tip. My balls were swollen with seed. I hadn't came for almost a week due to stress and my work schedule. He sighed a little as he knew what I wanted. He wanted it, too. His BF (as it turned out his best friend and *quot;buddy*quot;) and he were on the outs for one reason and another. Now anyone with half a brain knows that a twenty-three year old penis needs to be fed. Needs to be sucked on. Needs to be loved. A young scrotum has to be emptied of cum on a fairly regular basis, too. My own experiences have taught me that much.I didn't care that my angel stank. That he needed to be fucked was my only concern. I kissed him deeply and the taste of cherry bubblegum came to mind. Seemed he wasn't as full on emo as I had at first thought. Not a total goth, anyway. His tongue danced in my mouth and he wrapped his slender arms tightly around my body. He moved one hand behind my head and pulled our lips bahis siteleri even closer together. It was almost like he wanted to suck me into him. I massaged his firm ass cheeks, kneading them like bread dough. His long, snaking cock increased in size and throbbed against my thigh. Even though he was stale to put it mildly I wanted to gorge myself on that sweet, young dick. I kissed and licked his nipples as I slid down to kneel before him. He held both sides of the shower walls and leaned his head back, his Adam's Apple moving up and down as he readied himself to be drained. I kissed the tip of his shaft and sucked a little of the precum that had immediately poured out as soon as my lips brushed against his tight flesh. I then sucked each of his balls into my mouth one at a time and proceeded to juggle them on my tongue. The musky scent of his unwashed scrotum actually turned me on. My little angel had obviously been sweating up a storm all day long and the ripeness I was enjoying pumped my cock to it's maximum size. Finally he had had enough of my toying and he hooked a finger into my mouth and yanked it open. I was so ready to feel that massive schlong undulating deep in my throat. I obeyed my honey's wishes and opened my mouth as wide as possible. He let out a deep sigh as his fat cockhead squeezed passed my teeth and wedged itself into my throat. My tongue barely had room to move, but I licked away as best I could as he plunged himself in and out, fucking my mouth like it was an ass. He really did pump away wildly at the wet, warm orifice I offered. His bloated, hairless balls slapping hard against my chin as I milked his angry pecker to the best of my abilities. I felt a spasm erupting from his loins and his stomach made waves like the sea. I looked up at his face, but his eyes were covered by his mane. All that was visible were his flared nostrils and his mouth. Through his half open smile I could see his teeth. They were gritting from the force of his efforts. The instinct to fuck had taken complete control over him, driving him wild. He pounded my mouth like a young stallion aching to breed. I squeezed his ass as he pummeled me and slid the finger tips of both hands into his sweaty crack. I parted his cheeks and rubbed his boy pussy eventually working two or three fingers into his damp cunt. His body went rigid and for a moment his prick had stopped thrusting. Suddenly he rammed it's full length back into my raw, sore throat and his water balloon balls popped, their scalding contents flooding my mouth, throat, and guts. He grunted like an a****l as each hot spurt left his body only to be gobbled up by my own. His thrusting continued for several minutes even after he had been sucked dry (I suppose my young stallion - well, pony anyway, wanted be sure his mare had been thoroughly impregnated). Finally I could feel his shaft begin to soften and he pulled out of my sloppy, gaping mouth with a loud plopping sound. He knew what I wanted in return and he turned his ass towards my face, bending over to receive me. No longer put off by his odors I grasped a cheek in both hands and thrust my tongue as far and deep into his bitter hole as I could. I swirled it around hungrily. güvenilir bahis I intended to devour his stinking ass before I fucked it and did so with relish. I licked up and down his crack and nibbled his butt cheeks like cotton candy. He tensed up a little as I wedged my face between them, screwing my nose into his dank, crusty hole as my tongue lapped away at his deflated ballsack. I then returned my lips to his slightly hairy bung (I guess that would be a delicate place to shave). I pressed them firmly against his buzzing butthole and pushed my tongue inside. This time my intent was to loosen his anus, ensuring me a satisfying fuck. I felt his crinkled butt ring relax under my kiss, his rectum softening around my probing tongue. I stood up and rested my shaft between his ass cheeks. Sawing up and down slowly, readying my cock for the mating. I slid the head inside his moist pussy (I swear I could feel each little pubic hair encircling his bung suddenly stand on end) and let the full weight of my body fall onto his back. With three short thrusts I sank my dripping pecker into his quivering quim. He squealed like a girl losing her cherry and I knew that my hardcore emo twink was a virgin to cock. At least as far as being fucked by one. I hugged his hunched over body close to mine as my painfully hard prick pumped in and out of his grasping fudge hole with long, meaty yet rapid strokes. He was so loosened up by now that I could easily slide myself out to where only my pee hole was touching him before slamming my cock balls deep back into his frothy, jelly-smooth rectum. His asshole was winking around the base of my shaft and his whole lower body seemed to vibrate. I pulled my lover to a standing position and kissed him hard as I continued to thrust into his slimy pucker. As my cock was slipping in and out of his warm cavity a sudden gust of foul air escaped from his ass. What with all the hard pounding I was inflicting on his tender snatch could I blame him? I sucked on his bare shoulder and looked down his stomach only to see his monster pecker standing straight out, flushed red and dripping. I grasped it in my hand and stroked him as I felt my balls begin to jump. I screwed my pelvis into his ass as deep as possible and held it there, letting the pouty-lipped rectal ring take me the rest of the way. I almost fainted as the spurts erupted through my cock, lightning bolts of liquid love showered his lower gut. I could feel his velvety rectum grasping and tugging my shaft, milking the nut from my balls. This orgasm was long overdue and my angel received every drop of pent up baby juice. I filled his tight little hole to the brim. In fact, my cum was squirting from his anus since I was still sunk to the hilt inside his watery bowels. As my nuts drained into him I felt the cock I had been stroking suddenly rear up, bucking wildly in my grasp. His asshole clenched around my shaft several times as he unloaded all over the shower wall, his thick, creamy white cum splashing loudly. Finally spent we kissed a while longer. I held his smooth body close to mine and grinned into his neck as I saw him reach to turn on the shower faucet. Before the water came on he asked *quot;Do you love me or something now?*quot; I leaned over and licked his ear. *quot;Yes, I do*quot; I whispered. He looked at me with an appraising eye as he worked the soap in his hands. Then his look softened. He smiled as he handed me the soap.