"What are you looking at?" Brad asked. Tony, Brad's eighteen year old white boy friend smiled. They were laying in Brad's bed, facing each other across the pillows. Brad had just woken up, and, on opening his eyes, had seen Tony staring at him.
Brad was a black man in his late fifties, and prided himself 'fairly fit', which actually meant that he was slightly overweight and not as fit as he thought. He had met Tony at the Gym and Spa where Brad worked out as often as he could. Tony, full name Anthony, worked there as a 'Personal Trainer'. At the risk of their relationship being a cliché, it was love at first sight, and they adored each other, both mentally and physically. At first it was simply that Brad admired Tony's exuberance and youth, and Tony admired Brad's 10 inch black cock and how he used it. Their true relationship grew over the months that they had enjoyed each other's company, resulting in Tony moving in with Brad in his house on the outskirts of Brighton, East Sussex, U.K.
"I think you need a haircut," said Tony, before moving in closer and embracing Brad's shoulder as he kissed Brad on the lips. He snuggled up closer until he felt the comforting hot stiffness of Brad's growing erection push against his stomach. His own cock had been hard for some time due to his gently stroking it as he looked at his mate, asleep. He really wanted some more anal sex from Brad's beautiful thick black pole. No, he positively needed it. He moved the arm that he was almost laying on and took hold of Brad's heavy balls in their big smooth shaven sack. A slight squeeze confirmed that they had re-filled since their session last night. Tony knew that Brad's body did not actually work like that, but liked to imagine it. His tongue slipped into Brad's mouth as, in his mind's eye, he pictured Brad's massive flared cock-head gushing warm sperm onto his face, just like last night when he had sucked him to an orgasm after he had pulled out of Tony’s white ass.
With a little giggle he broke away from the kiss and turned over on to his stomach, to lay with knees bent and his beautiful white ass open to assault. Brad knew exactly what Tony wanted. He stroked a finger up the crack of Tony's white ass and found that it was already slippery with lubricant. He pushed his finger into the waiting tight pink hole. Tony must have got up for a pee and lubed himself. It was probably Tony getting back into bed that had woken him. Who cares? His finger began sliding in to the knuckle and back, fucking the smooth slippery hole in preparation for the next inevitable event. His cock pulsed and the head wetly dripped a thin string of pre-
onto the bed sheet.
Taking hold of his rock hard cock at its' base where his thick pewter cock ring encircled both cock and balls, he got over Tony's prone white body. Brad wriggled forward and steered it until his purple cock head was kissing Tony's pink crinkled entrance. "I don't know about haircuts, but I'm going to part your hair," murmured Brad into Tony's ear, and in reply Tony pushed back, and his relaxed lubed anal ring slipped over Brad's broad helmet onto the beginning of the ebony shaft. With a practised ease, Brad slid his hard tool into Tony's expectant velvety love sleeve, feeling the wonderful internal heat of the boy's gut engulf his black penis, as inch followed inch into the white boy's anus.
Tony's head nodded back with the joy of feeling Brad's length slide into him. Brad kissed his ear and licked the lobe. "Fuck that feels great," Tony said quietly, as he exhaled, feeling Brad's pubic bone finally push against the base of his spine. Tony could feel the magnificent sensation of Brad's full length in his sensitive rectum. Then Brad moved his hips so that more than half of his pole slid back out, before he thrust it back in to bang against Tony with more than a little force. Brad knew that Tony enjoyed the feeling of cock deep in his asshole', but without actually being hurt. He thrust 'deep and quick', his cock feeling the clenched muscle of Tony's greasy sphincter travel both ways up and down his hard black shaft, the glans sliding inside Tony's warm smooth anal canal easily, surrounded by his gripping anal flesh, giving him the sensations he almost selfishly craved for to give him an orgasm. He knew that if Tony had pre-lubed himself, he had also given himself a douche. Brad was not a cleanliness freak, he just liked thing to be clean. He fucked the clear passage, holding onto Tony's shoulders, his buttocks dimpling with each stroke as he forced his cock up and into his white boy friend. He closed his eyes and let the beautiful sensations wash over him, the sensation that only gay anal sex can bring.
Tony had his eyes closed too, and had entered that 'in-between land' of sexual bliss. He too had arched his back to amplify the superb sensation in his anus that only a man’s large penis can give. Tony's hard erection pointed out from his body. His prostate tingled with erotic pleasure as Brads black cock expertly stroked over it expertly bringing on a no hands anal orgasm. He knew that when he came, Brad's orgasm would follow. He held his breath and his legs and stomach tightened. His balls sat tightly up either side of the base of his cock. He breathed quickly and held his breath again. He could feel his pulse either side of his temples, a hot flush on his screwed up face. He felt Brad's black hands gripping his white shoulders, Tony felt Brad's massive black cock shafting in and out of his anal tube, the flared cock head ploughing his tightness felt glorious. Tony felt the bedsheets moving under him as the force of Brad's thrusts jerked into his body. He moaned with erotic delight as his anal orgasm radiated out from his battered prostate as it spasmed over and over with ever increasing pleasure. His whole body went tautly rigid and his cock started to spew hot ropes of spunk, the bed sheets became wetly covered with his ejaculate as it flicked everywhere.
Brad felt Tony's white body tightening up and speeded his thrusts. He could feel Tony’s anus tighten around his black shaft and knew the lad would peak in a few seconds. He pushed his hard black man-hood deeply and fast into the young white man, willing him to climax and thus trigger his own release. He felt the boy shudder under his hands, felt the encircling ring of muscle close down onto his travelling cock several times, knew that Tony's cock was now squirting lumps of onto his clean white sheets, and felt himself go over the top. With his head back on his shoulders, he gave several deep thrusts, each culminating in a release of his semen from his black balls, each quivering injection as delicious as the previous, his penis now the focus of his world momentarily.
Tony moaned with delight as he felt Brad's cock pulsating deep in his hole and the warm slippery sensation of semen filling his rectum. Brad felt his cock sliding easier now that his donation of thick warm sperm was adding to the lubrication. The feelings on his cock head was now becoming more and more intense and he carefully, gently, withdrew himself from the white boys gripping cunt, and rolled onto his back, his streaked cock now laying on his front, pointing to his head, still hard, still lifting off his body as he pulsed it, some thin spunky fluid gathering in his belly-button as it dripped out of the split end of the large purple glans.
Tony rolled over and knelt on all fours beside his lover. His head dipped and he licked Brad's cock, tasting some of the remnants of on it. Then he moved and kissed Brad's mouth, letting that taste transfer via his tongue. The way Brad was pushing and pulling at his body gently signalled him to move. He rotated his body over Brad and knelt either side of Brad's chest. When he bent over to take Brad's black cock in his mouth, he felt Brad's hands on his buttocks, prising them apart. He pushed carefully, and felt Brad's ejaculate, which he had been holding inside him, seep out of his hole. He felt the movement of Brad's upper torso under him, and then the touch of Brad's tongue as it lapped his entrance and the back of his balls clean.
Tony's hole felt tender, but it was a nice, almost comforting hurt. It was a discomfort that he would savour most of the day as he worked, something that would remind him all day of what he had decided was going to that night. Tony set to cleaning his big boyfriend's cock.
Brad was a black man in his late fifties, and prided himself 'fairly fit', which actually meant that he was slightly overweight and not as fit as he thought. He had met Tony at the Gym and Spa where Brad worked out as often as he could. Tony, full name Anthony, worked there as a 'Personal Trainer'. At the risk of their relationship being a cliché, it was love at first sight, and they adored each other, both mentally and physically. At first it was simply that Brad admired Tony's exuberance and youth, and Tony admired Brad's 10 inch black cock and how he used it. Their true relationship grew over the months that they had enjoyed each other's company, resulting in Tony moving in with Brad in his house on the outskirts of Brighton, East Sussex, U.K.
"I think you need a haircut," said Tony, before moving in closer and embracing Brad's shoulder as he kissed Brad on the lips. He snuggled up closer until he felt the comforting hot stiffness of Brad's growing erection push against his stomach. His own cock had been hard for some time due to his gently stroking it as he looked at his mate, asleep. He really wanted some more anal sex from Brad's beautiful thick black pole. No, he positively needed it. He moved the arm that he was almost laying on and took hold of Brad's heavy balls in their big smooth shaven sack. A slight squeeze confirmed that they had re-filled since their session last night. Tony knew that Brad's body did not actually work like that, but liked to imagine it. His tongue slipped into Brad's mouth as, in his mind's eye, he pictured Brad's massive flared cock-head gushing warm sperm onto his face, just like last night when he had sucked him to an orgasm after he had pulled out of Tony’s white ass.
With a little giggle he broke away from the kiss and turned over on to his stomach, to lay with knees bent and his beautiful white ass open to assault. Brad knew exactly what Tony wanted. He stroked a finger up the crack of Tony's white ass and found that it was already slippery with lubricant. He pushed his finger into the waiting tight pink hole. Tony must have got up for a pee and lubed himself. It was probably Tony getting back into bed that had woken him. Who cares? His finger began sliding in to the knuckle and back, fucking the smooth slippery hole in preparation for the next inevitable event. His cock pulsed and the head wetly dripped a thin string of pre-
onto the bed sheet.Taking hold of his rock hard cock at its' base where his thick pewter cock ring encircled both cock and balls, he got over Tony's prone white body. Brad wriggled forward and steered it until his purple cock head was kissing Tony's pink crinkled entrance. "I don't know about haircuts, but I'm going to part your hair," murmured Brad into Tony's ear, and in reply Tony pushed back, and his relaxed lubed anal ring slipped over Brad's broad helmet onto the beginning of the ebony shaft. With a practised ease, Brad slid his hard tool into Tony's expectant velvety love sleeve, feeling the wonderful internal heat of the boy's gut engulf his black penis, as inch followed inch into the white boy's anus.
Tony's head nodded back with the joy of feeling Brad's length slide into him. Brad kissed his ear and licked the lobe. "Fuck that feels great," Tony said quietly, as he exhaled, feeling Brad's pubic bone finally push against the base of his spine. Tony could feel the magnificent sensation of Brad's full length in his sensitive rectum. Then Brad moved his hips so that more than half of his pole slid back out, before he thrust it back in to bang against Tony with more than a little force. Brad knew that Tony enjoyed the feeling of cock deep in his asshole', but without actually being hurt. He thrust 'deep and quick', his cock feeling the clenched muscle of Tony's greasy sphincter travel both ways up and down his hard black shaft, the glans sliding inside Tony's warm smooth anal canal easily, surrounded by his gripping anal flesh, giving him the sensations he almost selfishly craved for to give him an orgasm. He knew that if Tony had pre-lubed himself, he had also given himself a douche. Brad was not a cleanliness freak, he just liked thing to be clean. He fucked the clear passage, holding onto Tony's shoulders, his buttocks dimpling with each stroke as he forced his cock up and into his white boy friend. He closed his eyes and let the beautiful sensations wash over him, the sensation that only gay anal sex can bring.
Tony had his eyes closed too, and had entered that 'in-between land' of sexual bliss. He too had arched his back to amplify the superb sensation in his anus that only a man’s large penis can give. Tony's hard erection pointed out from his body. His prostate tingled with erotic pleasure as Brads black cock expertly stroked over it expertly bringing on a no hands anal orgasm. He knew that when he came, Brad's orgasm would follow. He held his breath and his legs and stomach tightened. His balls sat tightly up either side of the base of his cock. He breathed quickly and held his breath again. He could feel his pulse either side of his temples, a hot flush on his screwed up face. He felt Brad's black hands gripping his white shoulders, Tony felt Brad's massive black cock shafting in and out of his anal tube, the flared cock head ploughing his tightness felt glorious. Tony felt the bedsheets moving under him as the force of Brad's thrusts jerked into his body. He moaned with erotic delight as his anal orgasm radiated out from his battered prostate as it spasmed over and over with ever increasing pleasure. His whole body went tautly rigid and his cock started to spew hot ropes of spunk, the bed sheets became wetly covered with his ejaculate as it flicked everywhere.
Brad felt Tony's white body tightening up and speeded his thrusts. He could feel Tony’s anus tighten around his black shaft and knew the lad would peak in a few seconds. He pushed his hard black man-hood deeply and fast into the young white man, willing him to climax and thus trigger his own release. He felt the boy shudder under his hands, felt the encircling ring of muscle close down onto his travelling cock several times, knew that Tony's cock was now squirting lumps of
onto his clean white sheets, and felt himself go over the top. With his head back on his shoulders, he gave several deep thrusts, each culminating in a release of his semen from his black balls, each quivering injection as delicious as the previous, his penis now the focus of his world momentarily.Tony moaned with delight as he felt Brad's cock pulsating deep in his hole and the warm slippery sensation of semen filling his rectum. Brad felt his cock sliding easier now that his donation of thick warm sperm was adding to the lubrication. The feelings on his cock head was now becoming more and more intense and he carefully, gently, withdrew himself from the white boys gripping cunt, and rolled onto his back, his
streaked cock now laying on his front, pointing to his head, still hard, still lifting off his body as he pulsed it, some thin spunky fluid gathering in his belly-button as it dripped out of the split end of the large purple glans.Tony rolled over and knelt on all fours beside his lover. His head dipped and he licked Brad's cock, tasting some of the remnants of
on it. Then he moved and kissed Brad's mouth, letting that taste transfer via his tongue. The way Brad was pushing and pulling at his body gently signalled him to move. He rotated his body over Brad and knelt either side of Brad's chest. When he bent over to take Brad's black cock in his mouth, he felt Brad's hands on his buttocks, prising them apart. He pushed carefully, and felt Brad's ejaculate, which he had been holding inside him, seep out of his hole. He felt the movement of Brad's upper torso under him, and then the touch of Brad's tongue as it lapped his entrance and the back of his balls clean.Tony's hole felt tender, but it was a nice, almost comforting hurt. It was a discomfort that he would savour most of the day as he worked, something that would remind him all day of what he had decided was going to
that night. Tony set to cleaning his big boyfriend's cock.
