Ultimate shoulder rides

In my hometown, I spent with my friends, a funny night at a party yesterday. The guests were in a good mood, the music was great. We danced the whole night.

In the early morning hours I was limp. I looked for my friends to say goodbye and to go home. I was not drunk or anything, but a little tired.

A friend has the same way home and decided to accompany me. We want to save money for a taxi. So we take a walk home.

Our way home takes about half an hour. Even at the halfway point I was complaining about sore feet. I could hardly put one foot in front of the other.  Large tiredness came over me suddenly.

We're almost there, said my friend. I just replied: I can not walk (and dragged myself forward). Another 10 minutes later we arrived a railing.

I had to sat down and relax my feet. Let´s take a break, I said. Maik, my friend, then asked: Should I carry you? A wave of euphoria came over me. However, I did not show him.

I replied: If you want (and looked plaintively). As expected in a piggiback ride I was amazed when maik went to the squat. His shoulders were at an altitude of my thighs.

Come on, he said, sit down on my shoulder. Well that he could not see my grin.

I looked on the broad shoulders in front of me, reached into his full, dark hair and swung me onto his shoulders. He moaned softly. I move my feet crossed behind his back.

He grabbed my knee and came out of the squat in the stand. He groaned again. Everything ok, he ask. Ideally, I replied (thinking "a great night" and smiled broadly).

I was overcome by a feeling of happiness. At the same time somewhat excitable. I could feel his muscles working beneath my thighs. He went forward apparently without much effort. That impressed me.

My male organ was pressed to his neck and rubbed up and down with every step. My dick was hard. It was not far to my home. About 100 meters separated me from the luck on this shoulders. As long as I enjoyed the ride even more.

Arrived at my doorstep maik went back into the squat. I climbed down from his shoulders.

Thank you for carry me, I said. You're welcome, he answered and then: Maybe we can repeat that again. Then he went on his way home. He lives two blocks further.

I think I have a new ponyboy.