Sex stories

It was a crowded Tuesday evening, line 13 to Saint-Denis. Zak, 24, tanned skin from the 93, cap screwed on backwards and gray tracksuit molding his muscular torso. He'd been doing temp work on building sites, pecs jutting out from under the thin fabric, and tonight he'd come home tired but with a hard cock in his shorts after a day of sweating.

Opposite him, in the packed wagon, was Max. 26 years old, from 95, short dreadlocks, lip piercing and an oversized sweatshirt that barely concealed his tattooed biceps. A mechanic, hands dirty with grease, dark eyes scanning the subway for his next target. Their eyes meet. Bam! Zak feels a shiver go straight to his balls. Max raises an eyebrow, smirks, "I've been checking you out, and so have you."

The subway rocked, they pressed together - shoulder to shoulder. Zak feels Max's warmth, his smell of sweat and Diesel. He glances down: the bulge in Max's skinny jeans is huge, cock swelling to the brim. Max murmurs, voice hoarse: "Are you seriously cho, you?" Zak sneers: "And what are you waiting for to check it out, handsome?"

At La Courneuve station, they get off together. Not a word, just looks that say "Let's go". Max pulls out his phone: "I live 5 minutes away, solo apartment. Come." Zak follows, heart pounding, cock rubbing against his thigh.

Door slammed, they throw themselves straight at each other. Max slams Zak against the corridor wall, lips on lips, tongues tangling. "Fucking hell, you're a hunk," Max growls as he rips off Zak's tracksuit, who retaliates: he tackles Max onto the sofa, unzips his pants, pulls out Max's cock - 20 cm veined, foreskin back, purple glans dripping with clear liquid.

"On your knees," Max orders, hand in Zak's dreadlocks. He obeys, swallows hard, throat deep, saliva dripping onto hairy balls. Slurp, gobble, Zak sucks like a pro, fingers spreading Max's muscular buttocks to finger his tight hole. "Yes, push harder!".

They move into the bedroom, dim lighting, rap posters on the walls. Max tosses Zak onto the king-size bed, spreads his thighs. "Your ass is mine tonight." Lubricant spray - suburban style, fast. A finger, then two, delving into Zak's hot, tight hole. "You're not a pretty, are you? Relax, I'll dilate you real good." Zak replies, "Go ahead, fuck me, handsome! Fill me up with your cum!"

Max spits a thick mucus on his drooling glans, lines up his cock and bam - he plunges in with a thump, totally naked. Zak cries out in pleasure, feeling every vein rubbing his walls. "Fuck, you're huge, fill me deeper!". Max pounds him missionary style, then doggy-style: hand on the back of Zak's neck, the other wanking his 18 cm cock, balls slapping against his bountiful buttocks.

"Your hole is squeezing my cock, I'm going to flood you!" growls Max. "I'm cumming!" screams Zak, semen spurting in white spurts onto the sheets, hole contracting around cock like a vice. It sets Max off: he thrusts deep into his ass, roars and explodes with cum - first hot, thick spurt hitting Zak's walls like a powerful jet, filling the whole inside. "Take that!" Second jet, even bigger, cum already starting to flow around the cock. Third and fourth: balls emptied to the brim, creamy white juice overflowing the hole, trickling thickly down Zak's muscular thighs, dripping onto the sheets in viscous puddles. Max stands there for 30 seconds, cock still pulsing, pumping out the rest - at least 10 good squirts, a mixture of sweat and cum that reeks of sex. He pulls out slowly, pop!"-and Zak's hole remains gaping, cum cascading out, white bubble bursting on buttocks. "Look, you're filled to the brim, my cum marks your ass forever!"


Suddenly, cling! The door opens - it's Yanis, Max's buddy, 25, guy from 95 too, shaved hair, gold chain, black Adidas tracksuit, cock already swollen from seeing the scene. "Guys, I forgot my keys... Are you fucking without me? Leave some for me too!" Max laughs, "Come fuck this filled ass, bro!"

Yanis undresses in two seconds, pulls out his 19 cm cock, spits on it. Zak, still open and dripping: "Go ahead, double sodo, I'm ready!" Yanis lines up directly on the gaping hole, slides on Max's cum like soap - plop! - and pounds away, mixing the juices in a wet squish-squish. Max jerks his softened cock as he watches, then stuffs it into Zak's mouth - "Suck it, while Yanis fills you up!" Yanis orgasms in 5 minutes - jets splashing Max's cum, total overflow, mixed juice flooding the whole bed, running in white rivulets over sheets and thighs. Zak swallows Max at the same time, mouth full of fresh cum.