Storytime sunday welcome to the second storytime sunday it s a new
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STORYTIME SUNDAY Welcome to the second Storytime Sunday It s a new series where I share hottest stories - some are pure fantasy others may be loosely based on actual events This part again has some truth in it You can read the first part by clicking the label storytime sunday I will post a new chapter every other Sunday Let me know in the comments what do you think AI helped me again to create the cover image for this story The Fitting Room nbsp It had only been a couple of days since that night in the movie theater But Max was still on my mind In flashes and sensations the way his lips felt on mine the warmth of his breath when he went down on me the grin he gave me afterwards like we d shared something dangerous and delicious nbsp So when he messaged me Wanna help me pick out some jeans nbsp I didn t hesitate Especially when he followed up with I might need you in the fitting room nbsp Say no more nbsp We met outside a large department store downtown Max leaned against a stone pillar scrolling his phone casually My heart did a quick stupid skip when I saw him nbsp He was wearing dark blue G-Star RAW baggies sagging beautifully to show off the waistband of his white Calvin Kleins His black Champion hoodie was unzipped revealing a soft grey t-shirt that clung to his lean frame Red-and-black Jordan 1s on his feet White cap pulled low his blond curls curling out around the edges nbsp He looked effortless And annoyingly hot nbsp Nice hoodie he said when I walked up Still rocking the Tech Fleece nbsp I smirked Don t act like you re not into it nbsp I wore light grey Nike Tech Fleece joggers sagging low to flash the waistband of my black Nike Pro boxers A white Nike t-shirt and over it the matching grey Nike Tech Fleece hoodie unzipped and soft On my feet my most beat-up white Nike Air Force 1s My navy blue cap was turned backwards nbsp The men s section was a maze of shelves racks and mannequins in layered fits We drifted past rows of cargos jeans hoodies and athletic gear Max picked things up and held them against his body occasionally asking me Too tight Too beige Too slutty nbsp Never too slutty I grinned tossing a fitted white tank into his pile nbsp We made our way through two full aisles mocking influencer fashion checking out the sneaker wall and pretending not to watch each other crouch down to check shoe sizes nbsp At one point Max reached for a black zip-up and his shirt lifted just enough for me to see the curve of his lower back and the dip of his boxers My mouth went dry He turned and caught me staring nbsp See something you like nbsp Yeah But it s not on sale nbsp He snorted You re dumb nbsp We gathered a decent haul jeans for both of us a few tops a hoodie or two and headed for the fitting rooms tucked behind a wide beige curtain nbsp The fitting room had a low bench and a huge wall-size mirror We dropped our sneakers near the corner and dumped our clothes on the bench nbsp Max peeled off his jeans first stepping out of them casually and standing there in nothing but his Calvins and t-shirt He looked so natural like that like it was just another day being hot nbsp I stripped off my joggers slowly revealing the Nike Pros stretched over my thighs I saw Max glance down and smirk He tried on a new pair of slim black jeans while I pulled on some light grey cargos letting them sag low without even pretending to zip them up nbsp Turn around Max said nbsp I spun slowly He grinned Those make your ass look illegal nbsp Yours makes me want to break laws I replied nbsp He laughed and for a few moments we just admired each other Standing side by side in front of the mirror Sagging Shirt hems lifted Waistbands high Heat rising nbsp I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him back gently against me My hoodie brushed his back My lips found the side of his neck nbsp We can t not here he murmured nbsp We re not doing anything I whispered sliding my fingers over his waistband nbsp He turned to face me eyes dark I kissed him nbsp It started slow Soft Just lips breath hands resting against backs But the tension was there electric and building nbsp He pushed me gently against the mirror kissed me harder I grabbed his hips pulled him closer Our hard cocks pressed through cotton We rutted slowly hips grinding in rhythm clothes still on nbsp I dropped to my knees nbsp His Calvins were tenting beautifully I tugged them down just enough and his cock sprang free flushed slick already throbbing nbsp I looked up He nodded biting his lip nbsp I took his cock into my mouth slow and deep letting the heat and weight of him fill me His fingers tightened in my hair I moaned around him sucking harder faster Wet sloppy obscene The sounds were muffled by the curtain and our heavy breathing nbsp His cock throbbed as I wrapped my lips around the head slow and steady My tongue swirled along the ridge before I took more of him in letting the slick weight of him rest heavy on my tongue nbsp Max gasped His fingers tightened in my hair not guiding just holding His other hand braced against the mirror palm flat trembling nbsp I sucked deeper feeling him twitch with every movement Then I pulled back just the tip in my mouth and dragged my tongue slowly along the underside Wet Teasing Deliberate nbsp He groaned low hips jerking once before he caught himself nbsp Wait he breathed voice ragged I m trying not to nbsp I glanced up at him without stopping His eyes were half-lidded jaw clenched chest rising fast beneath his t-shirt nbsp I eased off just enough to let the rhythm shift slower more sensual I let my spit coat him dragged the head across my lips kissed it like it was the sweetest thing I d ever tasted nbsp Fuck you re evil Max groaned watching me His knuckles were white against the glass nbsp I smiled around him Then sucked him in again slow and deep Letting him feel every inch My tongue pressed firmly along the underside as I worked him my hand stroking the base slick with spit and heat nbsp Max moaned breath hitching I I can t oh god nbsp He looked down at me eyes wild Please he whispered like it was a confession Let me I need to nbsp I locked eyes with him Nodded once And didn t let up nbsp He let out a breathy moan hips twitching Fuck just like that nbsp I picked up speed messy and loud now My spit dripped down to my knuckles His thighs trembled His hand tightened holding my head in place nbsp He gasped His thighs trembled He hissed my name nbsp I m fuck gonna nbsp He exploded Hot jets hit my tongue my lips my cheek even my forehead Thick cum coated my face He groaned and leaned his head against the mirror nbsp I stood up licking a streak from my upper lip nbsp Max stared at me dazed breathless messy nbsp Then he leaned in and kissed me Tongue first Sloppy Deep He licked his own cum off my cheek my chin my nose Cleaned me with his mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world nbsp His hand slid into my boxers and wrapped around my cock Warm Sure His palm moved slow confident like he knew exactly what he was doing Like he d been waiting for this moment nbsp I turned toward the mirror breath catching and planted both hands against the cool glass nbsp My face still streaked with his cum My eyes glassy mouth half-open in pleasure My cock jutting forward from my sagged boxers thick and pulsing in his fist nbsp He stood behind me pressed close his hoodie brushing against my back His arm wrapped around me and he began to stroke me with slow deliberate motions Each tug was a tease firm at the base loose at the tip then twisting just enough to make my thighs tense nbsp Look at yourself he whispered nbsp I did I saw flushed skin messy hair my cock jerking in his hand nbsp He kissed the back of my neck Then my shoulder His lips brushed the shell of my ear You look so fucking hot right now nbsp His pace picked up My hips rocked into his hand He adjusted his grip tighter now slick with precum his thumb teasing the head in slow circles that made my knees weak nbsp He kept stroking me faster now hips pressed tight to my ass his breath hot on my neck His other hand slipped under my hoodie caressing my stomach anchoring me there nbsp I gasped My body tensed My fingers dug into the mirror nbsp Fuck Max nbsp And then I exploded nbsp Cum splattered across the mirror Dripping Pooling Running slowly down the surface He didn t stop right away Just eased me through it hand still moving slower now coaxing every last drop nbsp My reflection looked like sin itself Cum running down the glass My cock still twitching in his hand nbsp He kissed the back of my neck and laughed Then he grinned into the mirror Guess we re leaving a little souvenir nbsp We swapped back into our old clothes Max looked down at his black jeans Then at me nbsp I m buying these he said smirking They ve seen things nbsp Me too I grinned I want to wear them again and remember this nbsp We left the fitting room carried the clothes to the register like nothing was off Then we headed straight to the caf nearby Sat at a corner table with iced coffees trying to act like we were just two guys hanging out nbsp Max leaned forward grinning So About Friday Sleepover nbsp I nodded Absolutely nbsp --- Stay tuned for the next part