yet another " page" to my site. here I will post some juicy horny stories, but are purely imaginative, either from my own pen or from those of others giving permission to publish on my site. feel free to send your own in to me for publishing here too. Gregg. 10/7/10         "The move".

It had been a difficult and long drawn out decision to leave everything I knew and loved behind and moreso, everyone that meant anything to me and to make a clean break and move far away.  It was too late now, my city flat had been snapped up within hours as it hit the property market and monies had already changed hands and the paperwork cleared, plus a good chunk of profit, which had allowed me to go a little more upmarket in my choice  to move in to.

 

I’d gone for my dream place, meandering green rolling fields, corn fields of mellow gold and a quiet but fair sized stone built house overlooking everything as far as the eye could see.

 

The mammoth move had gone ahead quite smoothly and without a hitch, my belongings had all arrived in the big furniture moving truck albeit dumped in the first empty rooms close to the front door of my new home. I had kept my personal stuff with me till the very last and that came with me in my own car. Why is it though you only really discover exactly how much crap you really have, till you decide to move and have to box everything up. It took ages to sift through all my gear deciding to either box it or throw it away, towards the end, more ended up in the bin than I actually kept purely through frustration of having to sort every last thing myself.

I had contracted a fairly reputable company to do my main move and they had showed up as arranged one morning to shift all my heavy stuff, a second smaller van was booked for the following day to take the more delicate items. The first day was chaos, everywhere I looked was either a box being carried out, with just a pair of legs showing underneath or I was being asked politely to move so someone could get past me to carry another out, so by the end of the first day, I was as exhausted as the guys doing all the moving.

The second day of the move again started early, my alarm clock had not even gone off when I was awoken with a start by a loud hammering from my front door. I hurridly swung myself out of bed and grabbed my bath robe, quickly twisting the cords together as I glided down the stairs to the front door. I opened it as the guy the other side was about to swing his hand against the woodwork yet again and his hand caught the side of my face. I yelped and hurridly stepped backwards. “sorry mate, but I thought you were not here” he said sort of apologetically. I held the saide of my face, glancing quickly at the cupped palm of my hand, checking for blood, just incase he had drawn any. “you ought to put a cold cloth on that” he said, “let me help you” he said and eased himself past me and went in to my kitchen to fetch one. Obviously he knew where the kitchen was as he had helped out the day before, but hadn’t really noticed him in the crowd. I walked in to my kitchen as he turned round from the sink and offered me a cold soaked cloth, “here, try this” he said and took a step towards me. He was about 5 feet eight tall, what I’d call “slight” build, he was fairly thin and not too muscular, his shirt lay straight down his sides and didn’t have the triangular weight of any top end muscles, not that showed anyway. I leaned back against the kitchen table and gently took the wet cloth and put against my cheek, leaning back as I did so, not realising till I had done so that my robe had slipped apart and I was  flashing my full frontal towards this guy. I only noticed when I looked towards his eyes and noticed he was looking straight down, towards my cock. I froze for a while, but my body didn’t and I could feel my cock muscle begin to swell with the attention he was getting. He looked up and his face blushed bright red with embarrassment. “Er I’ll get some packing cases from the van” he said, but as he turned to walk away I too noticed that his own body had changed and his bulge in his jeans had made them a little more a tighter fit that he came in with. This made my cock swell even more with excitement, beyond what I could control, not without taking him in hand so to speak! I turned towards the worktop and switched on the kettle to make a drink, maybe a coffee might calm me down. I tied my robe again, but it made the bulge of my cock even worse and it still kept trying to prise the sides of the robe apart to break free and show himself. A wooden clatter in the hallway announced the return of the packer. “would you like a cuppa” I called out, suddenly a warm breath wisped against my ear and a soft “yes please” was breathed in to my left ear as he now stood right behind me and at the same time I felt his body begin to press against my back and his groin, press against my bum. His hands touched the sides of my stomach and slide round to the front, reaching the knot on my robe and released it with one twist. My robe fell open and his hands now touched my stomach, gliding softly upwards towards my chest and brushed over my nipples and his lips met my earlobe, his lips brushed against it gently before kissing it. I could feel his cock straining inside his jeans as he rubbed his bulge against me, pushing my against the kitchen cupboards, then his hand reached for the top of my robe and pulled it off my shoulders, leaving me standing against him totally naked. His hot breath wisped against my neck, he kissed me, and his hands cupped my ass cheeks, massaging them and teasing them apart. Sexual lust took over both of us. I tried to turn round to kiss him but no sooner had I tried to do this than I felt his hands on my shoulders, forcing me to lean forward, then a loud zipping noise as he undid his jeans and pushed them and his pants to his ankles then his hot solid cock sprang against my ass as he pressed himself against me again, rubbing his meat into my ass crack as he ground away with his pelvic thrusts. I was too excited and turned on by this lads excitement to care and I pushed my as back towards him, he took the lead and I felt his cock enter my ass  and he pumped his thick meat in to me, thrust after solid thrust. His one hand grabbed my hair and pushed my face down sideways against the worktop as his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. Then he pulled out and drew me backwards towards him, he reached for my cock, which was covered in precum and began to jack me off, his free arm held me against his body and his hard cock still pressed rudely against me. His actions were rough n ready but it turned me on, turned me on too much and I shot my spunk load without warning, covering his hand and spraying my worktop with my spunk. He pushed me forward again and bent me over and again his cock slipped inside, shortly after using my spunk that had dropped on to his hand as a lube.  His thrusts became shorter and quicker, he began to grunt lowly and then all of a sudden, he made one last desperate lunge, his cock felt as if it had made it in to my stomach and he came his load, pumping his creamy spunk deep inside me.

A sudden knock at the kitchen window brought us both to our senses and he hurridly made a grab for his jeans and pulled them up ,making for the doorway as he fastened the waistband. I turned round as I swung my robe sides together to see my neibours cat had jumped on to the window sill, knocking a flowerpot against the glass in his leap. 

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