Pumpkin Carving - My Mind-blowing Stud - Pt 2
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I don’t witness my all that often. It seems like there’s a rush of holidays and birthdays, all finishing with Christmas, and it’s not until the next fall that we all embark seeing each other again. It’s not truly intentional. Life just gets busy. And family time is not always high in my priorities.I never think about it too much, but I can tell my Matthew notices. He’s always telling me and my nephews how much we’ve grown and how handsome we are. I don’t know when the switch happened from being “cute” to “handsome,” but Matthew never misses the opportunity to tell us. Matthew is ... Matthew is very handsome, himself. He’s got a perpetual tan, muscled body, and the face of a vid star! Even our cousin, Jack, is fairly the looker, too. I’ve always perceived a lil dopey around him, not truly sure what to say or how to respond. And as I’ve gotten older, he’s only shown more and more interest.I can’t say I don’t like it. I’ve frequently daydreamed about catching him coming out of the shower or returning from the gym. It seemed wrong, but I couldn’t help it. When the leaves commenced to turn and fall was reapproaching, I knew that I was going to witness him again. I got excited, but I also had no idea what our interactions would be like.It was right after Halloween that I emerged with my friend, Tom. We were just going to say hi, suspend out for a bit, and go into town when we spotted some pumpkins sitting on the stoop. They weren’t carved or anything, evidently put out for Halloween but never decorated. It perceived like a dishonor to put them out totally blank.I asked my if we could carve them up and a peculiar sort of grin crossed his face. His grin was always disarming, glowing milky and bright. But something about the sight in his eye astonished me. He said yes and Tom and I brought in the pumpkins to begin working away.Tom and I were being dumb and chatting about what we were going to carve and such, still wishing it was Halloween. We went to sight for a knife and some towels and when we got back to the pumpkins, my was standing there, waiting for us, still with that peculiar grin on his face.“Boys, come here,” he began. We ambled over, waiting for him to simply just remind us not to make a filth or clean up after ourselves. Instead, he mentioned something about a “fall male-bonding harvest ritual.” It sounded like a joke he was setting up, one of my ’s attempts at foolish humor. But when he explained that it’s done totally naked, I perceived my face flush red.Completely naked? Was he being serious? I observed in disbelief as my began to unzip his shirt. I could tell Tom was on board immediately. His face lit up and his horny, “say yes” attitude came right out. For me? I was nervous. I’d never seen my naked before. And he’d never seen me naked! I kept waiting for the moment when it was unveiled to be a prank, but when Matthew unwrapped down to his underwear, I knew he wasn’t kidding.He urged us to do the same. By the time I was just beginning to take off my sweater, he was totally naked! There I was, just a sole or 2 away from my Matthew! Naked!He was frantically good looking. nicer than I had imagined. I had seen him in the pool and on the beach a handful of times getting larger up, but I didn’t witness more than just his muscled torso and arms. Now, I could witness every inch of him. I couldn’t sigh or speak. I looked to Tom for a sign of what to do, but he was already all in. He unwrapped off his clothes and stood naked beside me, prepped for whatever my had in shop for us.Apparently while we were running around looking for supplies, Matthew had already carved a slot in one of the pumpkins.I had seen things online of people banging pumpkins, but it seemed like a meme or a joke, not something people actually did. But as my explained his “fall ritual,” it became clear that that’s what he wished us to do.It perceived unusual to be chatting so frankly with my . He wasn’t a saint, but we’d just never had that kind of conversation. fucky-fucky was just not something we ever discussed, tho' looking like him, it was always on my mind. So to have him positioning me and my acquaintance into position, it was surreal. Matthew had me lean over the pumpkin, positioning my dick just above the hole. My nude donk was external encountering him, and before I knew it, he had his face right into it. Matthew! He kissed my donk cheeks, even slurping my hole. It perceived so weird, but I truly loved it. He seemed to truly enjoy what he was doing, and it perceived truly good.I looked at Tom, seeing him stroke his stud meat eyeing me get eaten out by my . I perceived myself get hard, too. I reached a mitt out to fondle Tom’s cock, and as I did, my put his mitt on mine. He wanked it, teasing me and getting me thrilled before positioning it in the slot he’d carved.The pumpkin was wondrous and gooey. I didn’t know if I should like it, but it perceived good. Matthew pushed me into it, guiding me back and forward as I simulated fucking. As I kept going, it got warmer… and perceived truly nice.Tom observed and I toyed with his stud meat as my continued to smooch and slurp my ass. I perceived like I was dreaming! This was not at all what I thought this fall would bring!Just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I perceived my ’s finger going inwards my ass. It was slow and smooth, but unexpected. I perceived my depths clench around him, seemingly hugging him with my hole. He slipped it back and forward gently. It perceived so nice, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that this was my !I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I wished more. I looked at Tom and he spotted my jaws open and drooling. He stood up and put his stud meat in my mouth. It tasted great. I’ve never blown his stud meat before, and honestly never thought I would. But with everything else going on, somehow sucking my greatest friend’s stud meat was the most regular thing happening!My pulled his finger out of me, leaving my slot with this thirsty feeling. I wished him to put it back. But then I perceived his mitts resting on my thighs and the warm, slick experiencing of loins up against my ass.I couldn’t breathe. I’m pretty sure my heart stopped, too. I perceived myself locked in place in the warm, well-fucked pumpkin as my leisurely slipped his stud meat inwards me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. But within moments, I perceived his thick, supah hot shaft moving its way deeper into my body, steadily going until I perceived his figure plane against mine.I finally let out an exhale. Fuck, it perceived so good. Every doubt I had seemed to go away and all I could think about was how supah hot he was and how much I wished him to pound me. As he began to push into me, I perceived the pumpkin begin to rock back and forward from his movements. My stud meat continued to work the gourd, all while Tom’s stud meat rested in my mouth. And in a moment of clarity, all I could think was how much more I was going to need to witness my going forward...
I don’t witness my all that often. It seems like there’s a rush of holidays and birthdays, all finishing with Christmas, and it’s not until the next fall that we all embark seeing each other again. It’s not truly intentional. Life just gets busy. And family time is not always high in my priorities.I never think about it too much, but I can tell my Matthew notices. He’s always telling me and my nephews how much we’ve grown and how handsome we are. I don’t know when the switch happened from being “cute” to “handsome,” but Matthew never misses the opportunity to tell us. Matthew is ... Matthew is very handsome, himself. He’s got a perpetual tan, muscled body, and the face of a vid star! Even our cousin, Jack, is fairly the looker, too. I’ve always perceived a lil dopey around him, not truly sure what to say or how to respond. And as I’ve gotten older, he’s only shown more and more interest.I can’t say I don’t like it. I’ve frequently daydreamed about catching him coming out of the shower or returning from the gym. It seemed wrong, but I couldn’t help it. When the leaves commenced to turn and fall was reapproaching, I knew that I was going to witness him again. I got excited, but I also had no idea what our interactions would be like.It was right after Halloween that I emerged with my friend, Tom. We were just going to say hi, suspend out for a bit, and go into town when we spotted some pumpkins sitting on the stoop. They weren’t carved or anything, evidently put out for Halloween but never decorated. It perceived like a dishonor to put them out totally blank.I asked my if we could carve them up and a peculiar sort of grin crossed his face. His grin was always disarming, glowing milky and bright. But something about the sight in his eye astonished me. He said yes and Tom and I brought in the pumpkins to begin working away.Tom and I were being dumb and chatting about what we were going to carve and such, still wishing it was Halloween. We went to sight for a knife and some towels and when we got back to the pumpkins, my was standing there, waiting for us, still with that peculiar grin on his face.“Boys, come here,” he began. We ambled over, waiting for him to simply just remind us not to make a filth or clean up after ourselves. Instead, he mentioned something about a “fall male-bonding harvest ritual.” It sounded like a joke he was setting up, one of my ’s attempts at foolish humor. But when he explained that it’s done totally naked, I perceived my face flush red.Completely naked? Was he being serious? I observed in disbelief as my began to unzip his shirt. I could tell Tom was on board immediately. His face lit up and his horny, “say yes” attitude came right out. For me? I was nervous. I’d never seen my naked before. And he’d never seen me naked! I kept waiting for the moment when it was unveiled to be a prank, but when Matthew unwrapped down to his underwear, I knew he wasn’t kidding.He urged us to do the same. By the time I was just beginning to take off my sweater, he was totally naked! There I was, just a sole or 2 away from my Matthew! Naked!He was frantically good looking. nicer than I had imagined. I had seen him in the pool and on the beach a handful of times getting larger up, but I didn’t witness more than just his muscled torso and arms. Now, I could witness every inch of him. I couldn’t sigh or speak. I looked to Tom for a sign of what to do, but he was already all in. He unwrapped off his clothes and stood naked beside me, prepped for whatever my had in shop for us.Apparently while we were running around looking for supplies, Matthew had already carved a slot in one of the pumpkins.I had seen things online of people banging pumpkins, but it seemed like a meme or a joke, not something people actually did. But as my explained his “fall ritual,” it became clear that that’s what he wished us to do.It perceived unusual to be chatting so frankly with my . He wasn’t a saint, but we’d just never had that kind of conversation. fucky-fucky was just not something we ever discussed, tho' looking like him, it was always on my mind. So to have him positioning me and my acquaintance into position, it was surreal. Matthew had me lean over the pumpkin, positioning my dick just above the hole. My nude donk was external encountering him, and before I knew it, he had his face right into it. Matthew! He kissed my donk cheeks, even slurping my hole. It perceived so weird, but I truly loved it. He seemed to truly enjoy what he was doing, and it perceived truly good.I looked at Tom, seeing him stroke his stud meat eyeing me get eaten out by my . I perceived myself get hard, too. I reached a mitt out to fondle Tom’s cock, and as I did, my put his mitt on mine. He wanked it, teasing me and getting me thrilled before positioning it in the slot he’d carved.The pumpkin was wondrous and gooey. I didn’t know if I should like it, but it perceived good. Matthew pushed me into it, guiding me back and forward as I simulated fucking. As I kept going, it got warmer… and perceived truly nice.Tom observed and I toyed with his stud meat as my continued to smooch and slurp my ass. I perceived like I was dreaming! This was not at all what I thought this fall would bring!Just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I perceived my ’s finger going inwards my ass. It was slow and smooth, but unexpected. I perceived my depths clench around him, seemingly hugging him with my hole. He slipped it back and forward gently. It perceived so nice, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that this was my !I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I wished more. I looked at Tom and he spotted my jaws open and drooling. He stood up and put his stud meat in my mouth. It tasted great. I’ve never blown his stud meat before, and honestly never thought I would. But with everything else going on, somehow sucking my greatest friend’s stud meat was the most regular thing happening!My pulled his finger out of me, leaving my slot with this thirsty feeling. I wished him to put it back. But then I perceived his mitts resting on my thighs and the warm, slick experiencing of loins up against my ass.I couldn’t breathe. I’m pretty sure my heart stopped, too. I perceived myself locked in place in the warm, well-fucked pumpkin as my leisurely slipped his stud meat inwards me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. But within moments, I perceived his thick, supah hot shaft moving its way deeper into my body, steadily going until I perceived his figure plane against mine.I finally let out an exhale. Fuck, it perceived so good. Every doubt I had seemed to go away and all I could think about was how supah hot he was and how much I wished him to pound me. As he began to push into me, I perceived the pumpkin begin to rock back and forward from his movements. My stud meat continued to work the gourd, all while Tom’s stud meat rested in my mouth. And in a moment of clarity, all I could think was how much more I was going to need to witness my going forward...
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