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Jean-Christophe (je le rencontre ENFIN ! en vrai) et c'est super

At the end of the afternoon I park my car at the agreed place and back it up as far as possible in the path. From the road it is not visible: the place is practical and discreet, it seems to have been designed especially for discreet meetings.

Jean-Christophe sends me several messages: he is late and obviously stressed to be seen. He asks me several times if "it is discreet". I confirm and tell him that "everything will be fine".

He arrived a quarter of an hour late, which increased my curiosity and excitement. I feel that my cock is already throbbing in my boxers. I adjust it so that it faces upwards: I planned to feel it through my pants. The package must therefore be well "molded".

The boy arrives in the car a bit quickly and I text him to let him know that he has passed the road. Several minutes later, he comes back: he sees me by the side of the road and quickly realizes that he is pulling into the path, right next to my car.

I can't see him too much through the windshield: I approach and open the passenger door: his broad smile is a little tight:

- Hi, come in.

I do and turn to watch him. He hardly looks at me. His gaze is fixed forward. I try to reassure him:

- I thought you were never going to arrive, it's very neat your outfit.

He is in a black suit, very classy with a white shirt, but he has put on a jacket over it as if not to be noticed if he bumps into an acquaintance. Small towns are not forgiving, everyone knows each other.

He looks at me, smiling, with a mischievous air:

- You want me to take off my jacket.

- Of course that would be great. I love your white shirt, it's very exciting.

While saying these words I bring my right hand to the level of his crotch, turning slightly. The contact is striking: the canvas of his pants is very thin and he has not put on any underwear. His cock is already extremely hard and erect upwards. I can feel its full length perfectly through the material.

- Hmm: I see we're not wearing anything underneath.

I gently massage his cock up and down and the reaction is immediate: he lifts his head and closes his eyes as if to increase his pleasure.

- Wait, let's release your cock, it looks a bit cramped in there.

With both hands I go down the zipper of his pants: his cock is stretched to the maximum just behind. I gently put my hand in to grab it between my thumb and forefinger. I have to help myself with the other hand to open the fly wide and finally be able to squeeze out the fully scaled glans. The penis is now completely on the outside, straight and pointing upwards. I can finally contemplate this organ that I have admired many times on cam but here in real life, the effect is striking. The softness of the skin is incredible. The glans throbs and is already wet. I pass the palm of my hand over to spread the wet all around.

- I'm going to get your balls out too, relax.

I push my hand deeper into his pants and grab both completely smooth testicles. I take them out with some difficulty because they are very bulky. I wedge them in the fly opening, avoiding hurting them with the zipper. I then decide to let go of his penis to observe the result: I would like to take a picture as the view is perfect. The erect cock is wedged on the two big, round balls. No hair comes out of this magnificent view. The fly surrounds the organs and seems to tighten them like a hand or a lace. The black pants make the ensemble stand out. It is time for him to take action.

- Alright JC, I see everything is ready for you to get started.

Obviously, he knows exactly what I'm talking about: he has to suck me off. The subject has been touched on many times and for me, a good submissive should then please his master in a selfless way. Jean-Christophe has never seen my cock but even if he doesn't like it he will have to pump it to the end.

He leans towards me and half closing his eyes. I let go of his cock and quickly take out my cock.

- Open up.

At these words he does so by closing his eyes, I guide him to my cock by placing my hand just behind his neck. The idea is to impale it really deep on my cock. I feel my penis hit the back of his throat and instinctively he recoils which I repress by forcing on his head to keep it firmly in place. He then sucks me directly in a deep throat. I print at a brisk pace, letting him breathe very rarely, only when I feel he's run out. He drools a lot and sucks well. A few tears bead under her closed eyelids. As he sucks on me, I slide my hand to catch his cock which I keep very tight. She is very wet. This is the first time I've seen a boy get so wet sucking a cock: it's very horny and I have to slow down his pace so as not to squirt.

I consider throwing my cum all over her face: we agreed to this before at her request.

After a few long minutes of pure ecstasy, I remove his head and observe him: I have perfectly kissed his face, his face bears the marks. He opens his eyes as I lower his face to place it against my penis:

- I will squirt on your face do not move.

We continue to see each other quite regularly, JC and I, most often in his car or mine. Our meetings are practically always the same way: I take his cock out of his pants, caress him, spread the wet on his penis. He then closes his eyes and this signal seems to give me the start of the good deep throat that follows. As we meet, I like to see how long my penis can stay like this deep in his throat, drooling and choking, then recovering. I congratulate him as he takes a deep breath and very quickly I push his head all the way back again, impaling him on my erect cock and making sharp back and forth movements.

JC drools a lot and loves it. After I have thoroughly sprayed my chest or face with my cum, we get out of the car and he smokes a cigarette:

- that was great thanks, you sure. We really need to find another place to do more.

I jump at the chance:

- what do you think ?

- with food have you ever tried?

Later that evening, JC confides in me that he fantasizes about food and confides in me that he has already spread yogurt on his cock. He would like to try, but according to him "in nature it's hot, you have to find a quiet and discreet place inside". That's when I think of the cellar in the old town, to which I have recently had the keys.

To be continued (in the old cellar)

thanks for your support and comments and sorry for my english (original version is in french)