DEGREE OF GAYNESS II
Fred seemed a bit uncomfortable. "Well I've accepted that my feelings are gay but I 'll have to stumble along to find out how to act on them. One thing, all I can think of is how you looked. I mean erect. And when you came.... Geez it was mind blowing!"
I looked at his crotch. "You must be uncomfortable with that boner straining to have room to breathe," I said. "Mine too. Why don't we release the dragons." And I stood and began to shuck my pants. Once again I couldn't take my eyes off that delicious boner pointing up at the ceiling. I reached over and gently massaged it. He didn't say a word, just reached over and took my cock in hand. "Go easy, I want this to last. Your organ feels just as good as it looks," I said. His glans was bigger than mine and so swollen it's slit was slightly pulled apart. In less than a minute precum began to drip from it. As though a giant hand pushed my head down and I licked off that delicious juice.
"Yuk! That's gross!" Fred said. "You sound like you've never tasted precum," I said. He shook his head and I milked a big drop from my boner. "Try it, I guarantee you'll like it," I said. He stared at my tool for a bit and the juice began to drip down my glanspenis. Slowly his head lowered, his tongue came out and he licked it off. His expression changed to a wide smile. "I'll be double damned! What have I been missing all these years!" He said.
We gently stroked each other for only a few minutes and sampled each other's Cowper's preorgasmic secretions as they became available before Fred's cork popped. "Oh God!" He peeped and his cum came gushing as before. When it quieted I licked his organ clean and congratulated him again for his lovely taste.
When he came back to earth he went back to work on my woody until it began to squirt. He let it go and stared fixedly as it danced and spurted. When the dance ended he too licked my glans clean. "Not bad, but I liked the juice you dripped before you came better," he said. "Could I come back tomorrow? I'd like to try sucking." And then he laughed. "Jeez. I've come a long way in a week! No pun intended."
He was early this time and shucked his duds without my invitation to do so. He was also erect before me. "Y'know, it's been quite an awakening and a load off my back to have a sex drive. I'm getting comfortable knowing I'm gay. Hell, not comfortable, eager!" He really had a gorgeous boner and I was hard by the time I got naked. "Could I suck you first?" He said, staring at my woody. I declined and explained that sucking was not an intuitive thing: "Pay attention to what I'm doing and try to imitate me when it's your turn," I said. I kicked up the underside of his member then licked around his glans. Then took as much of that monster as I could into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I slowly withdrew , my tongue going round and round. I only gave his glans a few roundabouts when he quietly said, "Oh damn." His cockhead swelled and I got a mouthful of cum.
Tasty it was and I swallowed the lot. "OK, you go ahead and do what I did and I'll coach you as you go,"I said. He had a good touch and after a bit I asked him to take me all in and wag his head. My organ did enjoy banging around in his mouth. Then I wanted him to suck his way up to my glans. He lifted off my boner and said,"OK, but let me know when you're ready to pop `cause I want to watch you squirt." He was a bit of a clumsy sucker but the worst it could be was still lovely. Then I asked him to suck my glans and damn but that was first class. It didn't take long enough before I warned him I was pretty close and he replaced his mouth with his finger. He was staring so hard it looked like his eyes ought to hurt and wonder of wonders he was hard again! "Yeah, that's great. So slow down a bit. I'd like this to last." I said. He did but I didn't. In about ten seconds my cock leaped off his finger and began to squirt. We both stared at my dancing member as it spurted cum a foot or more in the air.
"Man! I counted nine shots," he said, and unbidden his head went down and he licked the jizz dripping down my still erect tool. "Nice. Tastes nice but not as good as your precut juice. He got his clothes back on and before he left said, "I am curious. I know gay guys like rectal sex and I'd like to try that." We made a date for him to return Thursday for a sample.
TO BE CONTINUED
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