Young boy jerrks his friends horny cock and gives him a good blowjob
Death on the Rhine Ch. 15
Folsom awoke to Ralf s sex-satiated very satisfied snoring. They were both on their sides in one of the beds in Folsom s cabin on the MS River God the American s well-worked butt nestled into the Australian s well-exercised groin and his strong arms encircling Folsom. The palm of one of Ralf s hands was spread on Folsom s lower belly and the American detective had not been this content and well-fucked since he was living with Brad Roberts his partner at the NYPDвЂâ€and his loverвЂâ€whose murder had propelled Folsom to Europe in search of revenge over his killer.
Folsom felt at peace this morning. Both the murderer he had pursued and the murderer he had found were dead now. And his own outlook on the relationship between death and life had changed in the brief time since Ralf had taken him to bed last night and fucked him endlessly at first wildly on every surface in the cabin and then tenderly but never as roughly as he had the first time he had taken Folsom. Before they slept Ralf said he would show Folsom some rough fucking this morning some variation of it that they hadn t done before. And now Folsom was looking forward to itвЂâ€because now he didn t think of being fucked to ejaculation as a form of death he thought of it as a form of rebirth into life. He wanted Ralf to fuck him fully back into life.
Both of the young hunks were startled very much awake by the ringing of the telephone. Folsom answered it and as he did so he disentangled Read the rest of this entry »