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Subject: Asian Wedding Please donate to Nifty! Asian Wedding Adult/youth. M/B I write quickly, from memory or not, you choose. I have other stories under previous emails. Greyone and Greytwo. Very happy for comments on any of my stories to this email. Greythree@protonmail. I’m not a great fan of weddings, long ceremonies, hit or miss speaches, but there have been a few I’v attended that were really enjoyable. A work colleague had invited me to his wedding. He was from a Pakistani background and promised I wouldn’t find it boring! I happily accepted. It was a very colourful event at a hotel outside the city. The bride was beautiful in her very richly embellished wedding apparel, and he, my work colleague, very handsome in his slim fitting traditional style Pakistani suit. In fact, lots of guys looked very handsome in their attire! It was a very enjoyable event. But, as ever, I was quietly looking over the abundant talent in attendance. The young men in their wedding outfits looked amazing. I was half – heartedly on the lookout for a potential liason, here or for later. I certainly didn’t expect who I did hook up with. One of the biggest surprises of my life. I was introduced to lots of people. Kids were running around, chasing and chatting at different tables. I’d gone to sit at a table near the back to take a breather. I watched a group of kids chasing each other and one of the boys plonked himself next to me, panting away. A couple of kids came up. He shook his head “I’m gonna rest.” The other two skipped off. I reckoned he was about 12 or 13. Slim, stunning dark brown eyes, and a sexy little lad in his traditional clothing. “You look knackered from all that running.” “I am.” I had some orange juice on the table – no alcohol at the wedding – and he asked for some. He was clearly a polite boy. We chatted a bit, and he was a cousin of the bride. The family was huge! Cousins and brothers and sisters etc all over the place. He chatted very easily for such a young boy. He was 12, soon to be thirteen. Something about him was really attracting me, beyond the physical look. Over the 15 minutes or so of chatting I began to wonder if he would be my liason that night. My mind always runs to the wilder side. He was certainly great company and was sticking with me at the table now. I needed to go to the toilets, but really didn’t want to lose this young boy’s attention. I held on for another 5 minutes or so, then just had to go. “I need to go to the toilet. Hope we can chat later again.” “Oh, me too. I need” A little bump in my heart rate! I might be able to check out this boy’s cock. I don’t usually like urinals, but I’d make an exception for him! Walking over, bumped into the groom! I suddenly felt highly exposed, waking to the toilets with a young boy! The boy just gave a quick smile and hi, and walked on. And, after a few words I carried on too. As I turned into the toilets, the boy was standing there, just inside. Had he been waiting for me? No, that’s not possible, why would he? Anyway, it was only a matter of seconds between us. As soon as he saw me we picked up the chat and walked inside with me. There was no way I was going to miss this opportunity. He walked over to a urinal, there were two other guys in there, a row of about 7 urinals. I stood at the one next to him. He was lifting the front flap of his long shirt. I unzipped my fly and started to take out my cock. A quick glance to my side and I saw him definitely look. But, lots of guys do just a glancing curiosity. He was a fair bit shorter than me, so it was easy for me to surreptitiously watch him and see what he was up to. I had my cock in hand, pulled out as far as possible. His head was very slightly turned my way and looking down. His hand pulled his trousers and underwear off of his boycock. Gorgeous, cut cock immediately let out a stream of piss. I looked back at mine. If I wasn’t careful I’d chub up and find pissing difficult. I glanced back. He’d pulled his top up far enough to expose the bottom of his abdomen, and although hairless still, he obviously had a decent little chubby cock on him. I imagined about 4 to 5 inches hard. He was glancing at my own piss streaming cock. With other guys coming in and out, there wasn’t any opportunity to linger and çorum escort test things a little. He was finishing, as was I. He was shaking his cock of the last drops, and suddenly looked up at my face, smiled, looked at me shaking my cock, then flipped his undies and trousers back over his junk. Mhmmm, there was a possibility here, perhaps! It’s amazing how uninhibited some young boys can be. I was hoping he had no inhibitions at all. We started to walk back to the table. I was thinking how best to see what was on the cards. The hotel was set in parkland, I could always invite him for a walk. It was nearing dark out side now, but still warm I reckoned. “I’m going to have a little walk in the gardens. Come if you like.” I smiled, he nodded yes. There were a couple of hundred people there, but I still felt all eyes were on me at that point. Anyway, I kept glancing around and no one was watching as I led my sexy little wedding guest into the garden. A little stroll and still chatting (no idea how I could hold such a long conversation with a young boy) I was walking close to him and put my arm on his shoulder. He moved a little closer to me. Hmmm, my heart skipped again. As we were slowly meandering round the place, quite far from the house and empty of people, I suggested we sit on a bench. As we went to sit down, I let my hand slip off his shoulder and down his back, with the palm of my hand sliding over his little ass. It was deliberate enough to signal it wasn’t an accident, but not a direct grab. I wondered if he’d pick up on the signal. He sat against me. I thought that there were clear signs that this was more than a simple chatty meander. I put my arm round his shoulder again, and he leaned in a bit more. My heart was kind of racing now. I wasn’t quite sure how to take this. I’ve no idea what we kept chatting about, but I soon had dropped my arm and was hugging round his waist, my hand resting on his hip, fingers just touching the top of his groin area. He had lifted his arm next to me and laid it on my leg, stretching towards my knee. Holly shit, I thought this was definitely my lucky night. This turned out to be one of the most oddly raunchy and romantic encounters I’ve ever had with a boy. Chatting on, I tickled him slightly with the hand round his waist. He giggled and squirmed a bit. I hugged him a little closer. He looked up at me, big smile on his face. He looked stunning. He nestled his face into my shoulder. I was so confident that he was on my wavelength! I squeezed him round the waist a little, pulling him in to me, he looked back up, very much into my eyes this time. Could a boy so young be so emotionally aware? That little smile on his face was enough. I bent down and kissed him on those sweet lips. Was this going to be OK! He responded by pushing his mouth to mine! Soon I was slipping my tongue between his lips and toying with his little darting tongue. It wasn’t exactly a slow romantic kiss, but fast and romantic. I let my hands wander over him as we kissed, resting on his inner thigh and finally cupping his groin. His cock was hard. His own hand darted to my crotch, grabbing my fat cock. A little moment of being carried away, I had to check. “Sorry. Are you ok with that?” “Yes.” “You’re a great kisser. Have you kissed before?” I had to make sure everything was relaxed and fine with him. Then to my surprise he said, “Yeah. I’ve been playing with a couple of older cousins.” “What, boys? Have you done a lot?” “Yes. We’ve been doing stuff since I was 10.” “How old are they?” “19 and 25.” “Wow. It’s good you have fun.” “Yeah. I like it a lot.” “Me too.” Kissing him again I started to roam more over his body. He tried to mirror my movements. I went under his top and slipped my hand down into his cotton trousers. I gently squeezed over his underwear and held his boy package. His cock was rigid, his little balls tight. I withdrew my hand and slipped it inside his underwear. The skin was hot, the smoothness incredible. I held his boy cock and balls and gently squeezed as we kissed. “Want to play more? I’d love to have more fun with you.” I was stunned at his response. “You can put it in me.” “What?” I knew, but wanted to hear him say it. “You can put your cock in me. My cousins do it.” “You çukurambar escort like that?” “Yes.” Holy fuck. I was reeling with anticipation. I was right about lack of inhibitions. I went to kiss him again. His mouth was even more eager, he was squirming a little sitting next to me. I reached my hand round to his ass and pulled him over to me, allowing me to slip my hand over his boy butt. I felt the soft thin cotton. I could feel the ridges of his underwear. I pushed between his butt cheeks and gently rubbed up and down where his boyhole would be. He lifted a leg over mine, giving me better access. I slipped my hand down the back of his trousers, under his underwear and let my finger find his little boyhole. He was so hot there. I could feel him a little moist from sweat. I pressed gently against his smooth opening. The tip of my finger entered without difficulty. He must have been well trained by his cousins! I stopped kissing and withdrew my hand. And stood up. “Just check there’s no one around” We were quite a distance from the hotel. The bench we were on was hidden by a large tree and some bushes. It was easy to keep an eye out for anyone coming this way. I turned to him. He was still sitting on the bench. Little sex god ready for my taking. “Want to see my cock?” I stood next to him, unzipped and struggled a little to pull out my raging hard on. I’m over 7 inches, uncircumcised and thick. Without hesitation, he grabbed my cock and slipped his mouth over the head. Dam, those cousins were lucky, lucky guys. He bobbed up and down on my thick man cock. His very slim frame leaning into the action. I ran my hand over his thick mop of dark hair, down to the back of his head and pushed my dick in. He took about 5 inches then gagged. After some more gentle mouth fucking I stopped, knowing I’d easily cum that way. I bent down and kisses him. “That was awesome. Sit back.” He lay back. I lifted his long shirt and folded it back. I could see his hard boycock bounce under the soft cotton. I placed my hands on his hips and under the waistband of his trousers and underwear. He lifted slightly as I pulled both down to his ankles. He sat back down, his little ass on the back flap of his shirt. There was enough light to appreciate the delights of this willing boy. Taught belly and abdomen, thin hairless legs, rigid cock and uber tight little sack. He was about 4 inches, and his little cockhead fully exposed. His dark skin looked so beautiful, his smoothness and total lack of hair was beyond words. I knelt and slipped that boycock into my mouth. So hard, so smooth. It was easy to take him all in and let my mouth fill with saliva and have my tongue swirl and stroke his cock. My hands ran over his legs, his belly, his balls and down the little crack of his ass. He gave out little grunts and twitches as I worshiped his sexy body. I pulled him forward a little so that his ass was on the edge of the seat. I kept sucking on his cocklet and let my hands massage at his little ass, openining his cheeks and slowly pushing a finger into him. His boycunt had become wet as I let my saliva dribble over his little balls. He raised himself a tiny bit as I entered him again. I needed to taste that boy pussy. I let go of his cock and raised his legs at the back of the knee, his feet perched on the edge of the bench. I looked at him, this time far from romantic. I knew I was going to fuck this eager little cock boy. He looked totally willing, legs apart, cock and balls on full display, little ass crack ready to be used. I licked down his cock, took his little hairless sac in my mouth and softly squeezed. I ‘chewed’ on his sac for a little then released him. I licked down to my ultimate goal. Raising his legs a little more, I went straight for his smooth boycunt. I pushed him open with my tongue. He was sweaty, soapy and funky. I tongue fucked him. Lapping at his entrance, running my tongue around and over his pussy, then digging my tongue into him as far as I could. I looked up now and then. His eyes were closed, screwed up even. His little grunts were more frequent. The cousins had produced a good little bottom boy. I was aware that we’d been out for a while now and worried he’d be missed. I needed to ankara escort fuck him. I stood up, fully opening my trousers and letting them drop to my knees, my boxers under my balls. He watched me, his eyes looked like they were devouring every moment. “Kneel here at the end.” I took my jacket off and folded it where his knees would be. What a fucking (literally) sight he was. Kneeling and bent over, his legs apart, his trousers and underwear down at his ankles, his narrow, slim little body on offer to this much older guy. I tongued his little boycunt again and wet it as much as possible. I spat into my hands a couple of times and rubbed it over my cock. I had a feeling that he’d be able to take this without lube, given how easy he’d opened for my finger. He knew, for sure, how to relax ; great cousins! I had to spread my legs a little to be at his hight. Grabbing my cock I leaned forward. His little hole looked amazing. My cock pushed against him and I could feel it immediately begin to take me. The smooth narrow ass pushed out. I slowly nudged back and forward until my groin touched his ass and I was deep in him. Despite the relative ease with which I had entered him, he was still a very snug fit, and I could see his pussy lips look as if they were at full stretch round my thick man cock. But now I was fully appreciating the velvet softness of his warm boycunt and began to slide in and out. The narrow frame became more apparent as I fucked him. His head was down, on his arms, his ass high as he could. When pushing fully into him his little ass was enveloped between my hips. I watched as his pussy lips moved in and out with the thrusts of my solid dick. I had been leaning back, admiring the view, but now it was time to give this little boy my thick man cock hard and fast. I knew he could take it! I grabbed his slim hips and pulled him back as I thrust forward. He was grunting more loudly. “Play with your cock as I fuck you.” An arm lifted from below his head and down to his cocklet. I quickly put my hand round and between his legs and felt his hand grab his cock. I gave his smooth sack a decent squeeze then returned to grabbing his hips. I was very close, and now was pounding into this boy. Fuck, gotta thank those cousins! I was pulling him hard against me as I thrust into him. His body was juddering under my pounding cock. He suddenly let out an “aaah!” and his body went stiff, his cunt muscles squeezed against my cock, he was orgasiming. It sent me over the edge. With my sweaty balls still slapping against his ass, I thrust furiously into him and let go. It was enormously intense. I looked at his stretched pussy lips, knowing I was emptying into him. It felt like spurt after spurt drenched his young boypussy. I could feel my cockhead expand in him as I shot. His head was in his arms again. He was breathing heavy, as was I. A few gentle thrusts and I began to withdraw. My cock was fat and glistening from saliva, boy pussy and cum. His pussy was so puffy and some of my cum was escaping. I took my handkerchief and wiped him off. We both struggled a little to dress and rearrange ourselves. As I lifted my jacket, I saw tell tale signs of boy cum, so he could shoot! Luckily it was on the inside of the jacket! I held him and kissed him for a little. “That was totally amazing!” But, we’d been away for about 45 minutes at least. I hurried us back to the hotel and the wedding. I told him to go through a different entrance to me, telling him that I hoped we would meet soon again for more fun. He smiled “me too.” I walked through the door I had left from. The festivities were still in full swing. Over at the other side I saw my sexy little fuck boy running with some other kids again. Bloody hell, that’s stamina. I was then drawn into one of the most worrying, anxious, terrifying moments of my life! The groom was passing and smiled, I smiled back and just said “Really great wedding!” He looked at me, smiled and said “Hope you two had fun.” and walked on. I felt my heart sink. Fuck, he knew! Who else knew? Am I in deep shit! I sat down and was bathed in panic. I checked myself and looked round. No one was staring at me. The groom was chatting with others. There was nothing alarming. Bloody hell, he’d known what was going on! I later discovered the groom had had a few little sessions with my sexy fuck boy too! I managed to sneak in a goodbye kiss with the boy as I left later that night. He was certainly one to keep in touch with. My work colleague helped make sure of that. Best wedding ever!