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By *jboy OP Man
2 days ago
Bristol |
I was delighted. I settled down onto my belly, lying between his legs on my own bed, and moved up and kissed each ball gently, then let my tongue run slowly but greedily back and forth over them, taking in the taste and masculinity of him, inhaling his scent, lost in the pleasure and the act of service. They were clean shaven and so smooth.
I looked back up at him. He was leaned back against my headboard, his arms crossed behind his head, watching me surrender to my worship of him. Keeping eye contact throughout, I took one of his balls into my mouth, sucking it with the lightest touch, waiting for his reaction, hoping he liked it. 'You're good at that boy', he said, and I was elated. This man was older than my dad and I could not get enough of him. I was hopelessly in love.
After rolling both of his balls in my mouth and softly, gently, savouring the taste and the power of them, I began to trail little kisses up to the bottom of his rock hard shaft and then upwards towards his purple cock head. I took my time, I was savouring this, after the difficult start last time I wanted to show him that I was the best cocksucker he had ever met and that I was worth being collared and taken into ownership.
I put my hand around the base of his cock and wanked him, slowly but firmly, as my mouth slobbered around his cock head and worked sloppily and messily up and down, my tongue flicking across the underside of his tip and pressing gently using the flat of my tongue against the ridge underneath. I looked up at him, hungrily, as he placed his hand on the back of my head. Despite this I felt like I was the one in control, committed to my role as his oral servant, the kisser of his balls, the pleaser of his cock, the drinker of his spunk.
I leaned back slightly and let his cock fall out of my mouth. My hand moved to his thigh and I began to kiss the base of his cock at the sweaty underneath where it connects to his scrotum, working downward with slower, loving kisses and licks on his balls.
Just then he said my name and as I looked up he said 'I'm coming'. He was, so soon and so much! The first spurt started to come out as I quickly put my mouth back onto the head and my hand back onto the base, looking into his eyes as my mouth and tongue milked his thick veiny cock for all the spunk he had.
I didn't swallow, I kept taking more and more of his load in my mouth until he had almost filled it up, still working his shaft and cockhead with my lips in a steady rhythm. As he finished emptying himself inside me I turned up to face him fully, my mouth closed and my cheeks bulging with all the cum he had given me.
He paused for a second and then said 'Swallow', which I did. I asked him if he liked it and he remarked on how much wetter it felt in my mouth when all the spunk was still in there.
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