Jason Sparks Bottoms | CONNOR TAYLOR | Encounter 3

Connor delivers pizzas for a restaurant across town. He’s a student at the local college and I’m told he’s also a pretty talented masseur. I don’t know how he finds the time! His reputation definitely precedes him. You see, young Connor has a penchant for older men… and that’s the sort of information us older men like to know!

The rumour is that, if he’s delivering pizzas to a guy he’s into and he’s not in a hurry, he’ll often waive his tip in favor of a hot fuck. I have a couple of buddies who regularly indulge in the Connor experience, and they can’t speak highly enough about him!

I first experienced it for myself a couple of weeks ago. This tall, lanky red-head turned up at my apartment holding a giant pizza box and I instantly knew he was the lad everyone had been talking about. I felt myself blushing and for a moment was lost for words, but as I went into the bedroom to find him a tip, he followed, and, well, the rest is history…

I wasn’t entirely surprised when Conor turned up to deliver the pizza I ordered today. That was the plan in any case! When we last met, he told me he worked Tuesday afternoons and that they were boringly quiet, so I figured this would be the best time to catch him with a bit of time on his hands.

I opened the door and got an instant hard on. I made up some cock and bull story about forgetting to go to the ATM to get him his tip. He smiled and felt my ass and within seconds we were kissing. He’s certainly an assertive kisser. His lips instantly tell you that he’s gonna call the shots. And that’s fine by me! His hands caressed my body as we stood kissing. I felt them rubbing over my back and down onto my ass.

He pulled away from me briefly and took his T-shirt off, exposing his sexy, lithe, pale, hairless torso. Man he smelt good. Real fresh. How does a pizza delivery guy get to smell that good? Surely he’d been riding around town all afternoon? Or stuck in a back room behind a smelly pizza oven?

We carried on kissing and I started feeling his bulge. He was rock hard, so I undid the zipper of his jeans to discover that the horny little bastard wasn’t wearing underwear! That boy must have sex on his brain every hour of every day.

I pulled his long, sweet dick out of his jeans, instantly remembering how good it felt inside me last time and wondering how long it would take us to fuck this time.

I got on my knees and started to suck, dusting off every move in my book of tricks to pleasure him. That boy’s dick is worth its weight in gold. You gotta treat it with respect. I took it fast, then slow. I sucked hard, then soft. Shallow, then deep. I tickled his head with the tip of my tongue.

His dick responded by getting so hard I thought he might cum any moment. Most lads his age would have shot their load in seconds. But Connor’s a pretty laid-back and obviously sexually experienced kid. He casually rested his hand on my head and moaned quietly, taking everything in his stride!

His jeans had fallen around his ankles and I could feel his mobile phone in his pocket. I remembered that the last time we met, he’d got quite into filming himself fucking me, so I pulled the phone out of his pocket, handed it up to him and told him I wanted him to film us. He can jerk himself stupid over that when he’s next feeling horny in the middle of the night! I could tell he was getting quite into it - he kept moving the phone around to get different angles.

I was quite surprised when Connor got on his knees and started sucking me. I didn’t think that was quite his style; it seemed fairly submissive for a dominant horn dog like Connor! But he sucks real good, and while he was down there, I figured it was my turn to film him! After all, I’m pretty good behind the camera.

God, he looked good on my phone! Real vulnerable on his knees like that, hungrily working my dick with his sexy, wet lips. That film’s gonna keep me entertained for the longest time. I might even post it online!

I glanced down at his dick, still rock hard, and knew I wanted it inside me. I squatted on the couch and allowed him to get his prehensile boy tongue inside my hole! I dunno what he was doing down there, but it felt like something was dancing on me! I could feel myself opening up for him, desperate to feel his dick in there again.

We got naked. We were literally throwing our clothes off. I got back onto the couch, he knelt behind me, carefully placed his dick against my hole and then started to push. As it slowly slid in, I was engulfed by a rush of extreme pleasure. It was almost like coming up on a drug. My entire body was rippling and tingling.

Connor doesn’t rush anything. He fucks real deep and slow. He’s a true pro! I’ve no idea how a guy his age learned those skills, but I wasn’t complaining! I was just humming in pure ecstasy.

I guess one of the sexiest elements is that Connor just goes in bareback. He doesn’t ask. He simply needs to feel flesh on flesh.

Obviously his phone came out for a second time as he was fucking me. Maybe he’ll edit it into the shots of me sucking him. Soon we’ll have our own porno movie!

The fucking stayed at a pretty constant speed. It kinda sent me into a trance. He put the phone down and picked up the pace, using those skinny legs of his to thrust deeper and harder with every stroke.

Then suddenly he doubled the speed and I knew he was close. His stomach was banging against my ass cheeks making a hollow, slapping noise. I imagined him gritting his teeth and licking his lips as he pounded.

He pulled out and shot his load onto my back. I could feel a long string of spunk spattering onto me as he grunted from the pit of his stomach. He then pushed himself back into me, to make sure there was something of him being left inside. I was pretty sure the juices were still coming out of him. And I wanted every last drop.

Of course, it now feels like I might need him to order pizza every Tuesday afternoon. Trouble is, I’m not that keen on the pizza his restaurant makes!!