Gay fucking story of horny night at the petrol pump: 3
Gay erotic story: I thought he was sleepy, and man! I was wrong. As soon as I reached him, he rose up, grabbed my jacket and in one swift motion dragged it out of my body. His hand gripped the elastic on my pyjama and went inside. He grabbed my dick and pushed me on the counter, I could see in his eyes, he couldn’t wait anymore, we were interrupted enough.
But I guess longing makes it more tempting. I was balancing myself on the high edge on the granite counter when he dragged out my pyjama, the last bit of cloth I was covering myself with, with my legs spread apart dangling down in the air, one hand holding the back wall to support my body weight.
He didn’t let go of my tool, he grabbed onto the shaft, and started coming closer. I could feel his hot breath on the tip of my dick, he took a long breath and I felt the chills for a moment. His pink tongue revealed itself, like a predator coming out of its cave, and licked the tip of my dick.
Never have I ever had this feeling to let go everything, there was a sheer wave of electricity with me. My balance dangles, but he simply grabbed my neck with other hand and pushed my head back to the wall. Now my head was supporting my body balance, he didn’t remove his hand, I didn’t mind.
His lips parted more and more, the feeling to a wet arm heaven was devouring my cock. My dick was entering a tunnel of his mouth, running on the street of his tongue. And slowly I was completely in. My cock fully erect and beating could feel the pulse inside his mouth, it resonated. Ah! Heaven.
He grabbed a bar stool with his one leg and sat on it, while continuing this new tenant in the warmth of his mouth. My eyes were closed, inferring the environment from my other senses.
His lips were moving up and down and slowing I grabbed his hair. What a position this was, I four feet above the ground on an elivated counter, he on a bar stool, with one hand chocking me on the wall, and my hand pushing his face deep–deep into my manhood.
My cock reached the depths of his mouth, and he was gagging a bit. With even them, his tongue came a little out, and licked my balls while my cock was almost chocking him. Never felt whatever I was feeling in that moment. I opened my eyes and started admiring the view.
The big glass outside was now covered with fog, the heat of passion between these two males was heating up the room and the glass was no more transparent. The world outside was not there anymore, just us, just us…
I looked at him, he was worshipping my cock, up and down he was moving, and then he looked at me, our eyes met, I was looking down at him, and he at me, our bodies communicated themselves, and he slowly let go of my cock, releasing it slowly, bit by bit, and roused up. And reached me. I could tell he was stretching to all his might to reach my lip, and was successful to get a lip lock.
But that was not enough for me. I pulled his head back and landed myself down on the floor. With My hand already grabbing his head, I flipped him around on the counter, against it, and started kissing him. I could feel myself on his tongue and was getting to know all of it. And I couldn’t hold it any longer.
I turned him over and grabbed his neck from front, my lips were in his hairs my chest was on his back, I started kissing his lover neck, then his back made my way slowly down, holding his unbuttoned shirt high above his head, his back was a masterpiece, soft yet firm, my tongue travelled the ridges oh his back and reached down.
His red underwear was hiding its treasure from me. My hand went in and my finger felt the valley, it went in and found the treasure. My hand came down from his neck and now took of the underwear off his waist. His shirt lowered down but didn’t reach my head sum how.
I kissed his butt cheek and my tongue greeted the valley. My hands grabbed his two perfect bum and parted them, and I saw a pink round which my tongue met. I could feel his shaking for a moment; my tongue had that effect on him. It went all over it, greeting every tissue visible from outside.
I could feel him relaxing, and that was my cue. My tongue went in. I m reaching insides of his, and could feel the pulse. The hole now warm and wet was opening up, welcoming my tongue inside it. And I was enjoying rimming him. I hand grabbed his butt apart and I was diving into him, head first…
His hand reached my forehead and pushed me a bit back and he turned around and said the first words since we started, “Aur nahi ruka jaara, andar dalo!” and quickly pulled me up, sat down and sucked me again, this was not the sucking I experiences with him earlier, this was like acknowledging a cock and agreeing to it to reach his inside, hungrily.
He sucked it for 10-15seconds and stood up turned facing the counter the grabbed onto both the corners of the granite. He was ready for me, and I for him.
I grabbed my cock, and introduced it to his bum to the valley, and rubbed it on the crack, he was pushing his ass back on to my body in the same rhythm. I pointed my cock on the hole and slowly started rubbing it on it.
We felt the electric wave again, this time both at the same time, and his hole enlarged and without me realising, I went inside him, slowly, faring through every laver of his inner skin. Our pulse was more evident now. And I was in.
I reached the depths of him, and he was breathing fast, adjusting to it like a pro. His hole was tight, and was gripping my cock with its soft and wet layers. I waited for still to get his signal, and he gave it to me after a few seconds.
I slowly started feeling his insides, slowly in and out, slowly back and forth, and was feeling like owning the world in this moment, his shirt was still on, loosely on his back, and I grabbed him by his waist from back, it was as it fitted tailor-cut for my hands. I moved a little passionately now.
Throbbing with our bodies, reaching inside his depths and out, I could just eat him if I could. My vigour roused and now my body was banging against his. Two men, became one, connect by this bond of men, the natural one, bang bang.
I was pushing him more and more into the counter, and could tell it was crushing him. So I grabbed him by his shirt pull him back, flipped him around and on the glass wall, and entered him again, he let out a sigh, I pushed him slowly flat on the glass, entering him once again, deeper this time, my legs behind his, my check behind his back, tightly connected, my hand holding his against the glass, my lips kissing his ear.
His body cleared that much portion on the fogged glass and to some extent I could see outside from the clear glass now. Our entangled hands were also moving a bit, clearing more and more of the glass revealing more and more of the outside world.
I bit his ear from back, holding his shirt over his neck with one hand, and my other hand pulled his face on mine, we were kissing, fucking, banging ourselves on the wall, clearing more and more of the fog.
The chilled glass wall was letting us know how cold the world outside was was, and how hottt was the passion of lust of ours. I was fucking him, kissing him, becoming one with him. Out skins making noise of our bodies flapping against each other.
In that moment I didn’t care who saw us, I don’t care what was happening outside. Anyone can come here, to the pump can see these two naked wet males pushed against the glass wall, and I didnt care. I had him; he had me, that was all. We were sweating. I could see small droplets on his back, and one pig drop started rolling down from his neck, through the ridge of his back.
I reached for it and tasted it. My hand went around his neck and my inner elbow was grabbing his neck, his hand came behind me and held my back, pushing me more and more in him. His shirt was now wet, soaked with half of his sweat and half of mine; we were wet soaked with each other’s sweat.
I was ramming him, he was asking for more and I was givving it to him. His soft ass was devouring my cock, and out heart beats were rising. Thud thud thud my body and his ass not a care in the world. The glass was now completely clear and wet. He was on, fully and said “fast and finish it fast.”
I realised he was close to cum, and so was I, I grabbed his chest with one hand, other still pushing his hand on the glass, and began to fuck him animalistic than ever before.
I was banging myself fully against him, against all of his body, and I felt the wave in me, the one that says u r close to cum, my hand moved from his chest and reached his cock and it bas pulsing very fast and soon he released all of him on the glass wall, and soon enough, I did too, inside him.
Gay erotic story of horny strangers in a petrol pump
We were just standing against the wall, panting heavily, my heart beat was exploding against his back, and both my hands were hugging him tightly from back. And god knows for how much time we just stood there. We broke after some time, and I went to the sofa for my shirt put it on, and then to the counter for my pyjama.
He just sat on the bar stool smirking at me. I found his underwear and threw it on his face with a wicked smile. He grabbed it but didn’t put it on. I looked at my phone and man! It was 1:30 am Time flew. He caught my surprise. I looked at him and we understood.
He grabbed my jacket, unzipped it, wrapped it around me, zipped it, and gave me deep passionate kiss. We uttered no word, but the kiss said it all.
Even before I realised, I was on my bike on the road. The chill was stabbing me, not the cold but his absence, his warmth. I reached my place, parked silently, went into my bed, in just one question, Will I see him again…..
That was the final part guys, sorry I took my time, but I guess longing makes it more fun, let me know u like it at [email protected], stay safe
