A few years back I was in Finland staying with a female friend. Her apartment was tiny and the bathroom didn't even have a lock, so I was feeling pretty blue balled after a few days (I'm bi but we were never that type of friends).
One afternoon we go on a tour of an old fort just outside of Helsinki, and my eyes are instantly drawn to a guy in our group. A tanned, dark haired Latino guy with biceps straining at his t-shirt sleeves and hairy muscular legs on show beneath his shorts.
As the tour goes on I keep glancing at him, and I notice him looking my way too. I'm 6'6", blond, and pretty toned myself, and I guess he liked what he saw just as much as I did!
I wasn't ready for what was going to happen next though. The tour was taking us through a dark tunnel within the fort, and both me and this Latino jock were near the back of the group.
We're surrounded by darkness following the guide, when suddenly I feel myself being pushed against the hard stone wall of the tunnel, and a hand goes over my mouth.
I was too shocked to say anything even before I heard a whisper of "just be quiet" in my ear.
As the footsteps of the group and the voice of the tour guide get fainter, the hand leaves my mouth and I feel my belt being undone. Before I know it I feel a hot, wet mouth around my floppy cock, and I'm instantly growing.
This horny muscle jock knows exactly what he's doing, massaging my aching balls in one hand while his expert mouth goes from sucking my soft cock to deepthroating my near 8".
He only stops sucking long enough to say "I knew you were a big boy" in heavily accented English before getting back to work on my solid cock.
The only sounds in the dark tunnel were from him slurping on my throbbing cock, and I knew I wouldn't last long.
My breathing got quicker and more ragged, and I warned him I was getting close. His response was to go harder and faster, and within 10 seconds I was pumping a week's worth of cum right down the hungry jock's hot, wet throat.
One afternoon we go on a tour of an old fort just outside of Helsinki, and my eyes are instantly drawn to a guy in our group. A tanned, dark haired Latino guy with biceps straining at his t-shirt sleeves and hairy muscular legs on show beneath his shorts.
As the tour goes on I keep glancing at him, and I notice him looking my way too. I'm 6'6", blond, and pretty toned myself, and I guess he liked what he saw just as much as I did!
I wasn't ready for what was going to happen next though. The tour was taking us through a dark tunnel within the fort, and both me and this Latino jock were near the back of the group.
We're surrounded by darkness following the guide, when suddenly I feel myself being pushed against the hard stone wall of the tunnel, and a hand goes over my mouth.
I was too shocked to say anything even before I heard a whisper of "just be quiet" in my ear.
As the footsteps of the group and the voice of the tour guide get fainter, the hand leaves my mouth and I feel my belt being undone. Before I know it I feel a hot, wet mouth around my floppy cock, and I'm instantly growing.
This horny muscle jock knows exactly what he's doing, massaging my aching balls in one hand while his expert mouth goes from sucking my soft cock to deepthroating my near 8".
He only stops sucking long enough to say "I knew you were a big boy" in heavily accented English before getting back to work on my solid cock.
The only sounds in the dark tunnel were from him slurping on my throbbing cock, and I knew I wouldn't last long.
My breathing got quicker and more ragged, and I warned him I was getting close. His response was to go harder and faster, and within 10 seconds I was pumping a week's worth of cum right down the hungry jock's hot, wet throat.
