I have been to Manchester last month, it was the first time I've been there. All in all it was a good trip as I’ve met him there. He was a very quite and shy young fellow having extremely appetizing lips. We saw each other at the bar and it was a feeling that something great is going to happen between us.
It was a rainy day, so both of us were rather sad. I can’t remember the first things we said to each other. It was something about the weather, I suppose. He told me lots of interesting stuff about all the seasons in Manchester. He was so smart and that made him look even sexier. We walked out of the bar together. The next thing I remember, we were heading to the hotel where I stayed. As soon as we entered the room, it just started. This sweet guy was a very tender lover. We started with covering each other’s bodies with passionate kisses and then slowly moving to oral pleasures. His dick was big and delicious. I must confess that his blowjob skills were surely unforgettable. We were sucking and licking each other's cocks just like some sweet lollipops and I beg your pardon for such a cheesy metaphor. I presented him with a massive load of cum, and he swallowed every drop of my sperm. That's how good he was. Finishing with oral sex, I've started drilling his tight asshole with my penis wildly. He was moaning as his nice ass was was welcoming my aggregate. I've started gently, but then increased the tempo and he was getting really crazy. In a while we both have reached that sweet big O. The next morning was as good as the last night. We had another session of sensationally wild intimacy in bed. He woke me up with a deep blowjob. He was extremely gentle with my cock never forgetting about massaging my balls. Finishing with the pleasant morning surprise, he lately just went out of the room and that's it. He was glad to be my unforgettable adventure and didn’t want to make me feel too deep about himself. Oh, what a fellow. The guys like him don’t care about themselves, all they really want is to make you satisfied. They know all the secrets of passionate love, their collection of tricks and techniques can blow up your mind and you never want to forget your time spent with them. I stayed in Manchester three more days, but I didn’t meet my boy again.