Anyone for Fishing?

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The day I met Barry was a day to remember.
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alexcarr
alexcarr
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The day I met Barry was a day to remember, and the night which followed too.

Picnicking by the river in a quiet spot near Totnes in Devon, I noticed this guy fishing. He seemed lonesome although completely engulfed in what he was doing.

I thought I'd just say hello in passing as you do, from the moment he glanced around and smiled I just knew he was the guy for me.

But there was I jumping the gun, I mean was he married and in a heterosexual relationship and would he have any leanings for me.

Well to cut a long story short because I know you guys want to get to some action, after a great deal of conversation I learned he was just like me in many ways, but most important of all, he was gay.

That first approach led to what it is now, a wonderfully thrilling and meaningful relationship where we laugh at each others jokes and fuck nearly every day, if not fucking we just enjoy each other in so many varying ways just to keep it all fresh and appealing.

Not as though I could ever find Barry unappealing, he had all the qualities right for me and I simply hungered for his fuck.

And he knew that from the start. I just have to see him and there I go, I feel my whole body react, the tingle down my spine and the feeling inside that I telling me I craved his penetration to gratify the strong urge within.

And somehow, when I dress for him, knowing what he likes, the tight white boxer shorts and my very tight brush jeans hitched up with braces to reveal the best looking ass on earth he says, he likes to see my cheeks separated and nicely rounded and I love to be all ass for him.

He sniffs me up as I turn my back and sexually move my hips from side to side, he adores that - he says that gives him the most wonderful throb in the world and I do love to see it filling his trousers as I glance behind me, catching his lustful expressions, urging me to bend over steep for him to enjoy my buttocks as he will.

I feel the adorable touch of his fingers explore, the way he handles me so divine, wanting to be all ass for him to enjoy, to touch, to feel , sniff and tease and - well everything. Then I see his need grows unbearable, he yells and I loosen my belt for him to roll my jeans down right over my knees, then more touching and feeling over my tight white boxers and the real groovy bit when he sticks his nose between my cheeks, sniffs and licks me over my boxers.

Then I feel a light spanking is about to come, the little taps with his finger tips becoming more firm until he opens his hand and thoroughly spanks each cheek alternately making me tingle inside.

Not a man of words, more action is Barry, he calls it his fish ( his cock) and I am his bait, but if I want it I must work for it. He had devised this fishing line with a round lasso knot which tightens when the fish is caught, the rod is small and light and we have enormous fun with it, me casting my line and aiming for his big pink fish, the trick it to caste the opened knot around his fish which takes an awful lot of doing, in manoeuvring and dangling and lots of wonderful erotic and stimulating sensations as I just let the line dribble along his thighs and over his balls before I caste a new line.

I want to pause a little and suck his throbbing fish but he refuses, telling me I must catch it first. So it is lots more aiming and missing, teasing and tantalising until finally at last the aim is true, low and behold I have a catch, pull in the line and the fish is all mine.

By this time I am hungry for it. Still bound on the line I ease it upwards and down again by pulling the line gently, we have so many wonderful times doing this, - I give him the mother of mouth fucks as I enjoy his throb deep inside my mouth, the taste of him divine, my fish, my well caught fish, my salmon red, my herring, my big hard cod, call it what I will, we release our passion in the most wonderful way.

Then he slowly removed my boxer shorts wanting to see more, I bend for him again, this time completely naked as he stretches me, open me up to see my glistening orifice, waiting for his service, he licks and sucks me, rims me which is so divine, I turn to see his fish throbbing for me, really shaking like a fish out of water, soon to be inside me, talk feel its fuck divine in mine. Fuck me my fisherman friend, and fuck me again, drive me utterly insane and yes! Lets make it again and again.

And Barry has the most beautiful cock, I cherish its touch, its pleasant and pliable firmness, I adore and he does too, to lick it with the tip of my tongue making it wobble and shimmer, I am thinking all this fish just for me, I wrap it in bacon rashers, spurt it with cream, plaster with strawberry jam and suck it clean, all those things we do as his fingers experiment with my being, twisting inside until I am once again ready for his stiff fuck.

He takes me bare back and on a swivel too, he fucks my ass blue me saying I want all of you. We fuck into the night as he holds me tight, holds me firm - I am in a world of my own, feeling his fish.

Then I see him by the river again, his rod held so high, like it is almost scraping the sky - then all at once he makes a catch, swivels his rod upwards and brings in the line, and soon again later I feel divine, because he has me at the end of his rod and it's just fine.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago

"Well to cut a long story short because I know you guys want to get to some action, after a great deal of conversation I learned he was just like me in many ways, but most important of all, he was gay." Alexcarr - this is SUPPOSED to be a story, you're not supposed to just 'cut it short'! That doesn't INVOLVE the reader much, does it? That's incredibly lazy writing and right there is where I stop reading.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 12 years ago

you can see these two love each other so sex has to be great

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