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With someone determined to bring me off, I find that it doesn't really take all that long. I'd much rather spend the evening with someone who is determined NOT to bring me off, but to keep me just one notch away. There are lots of places you can put a tongue that will keep someone excited, but never quite take them all the way.
My best experience with that was also my only experience with being on the bound side of bondage. The summer I was 16, I was working for a farmer making hay on his 'back' farm (two farms separated by about thirty miles of mountain road: lots easier to run with two separate crews.) I was working with his oldest son (15 at the time) with both of us staying at the house on the back farm. During the days, people would come and go, but we had a warning from the sound of approching cars. At night, we had the place to ourselves, and took advantage of the total privacy and having the run of the house. We had been playing around for about two years (It doesn't count when you're a teenager, at least we told each other then.)
My present to him on his 15th birthday was to get him off 15 times. Took on and off all day. He decided to go one up on me, and said he wouldn't get me off at all on my birthday, but would keep me hard for the entire evening.
The weather gave us quite a present for my birthday: torrential rains. This caused two "problems:" one, you really do have to make hay while the sun shines, and two, in this part of the country the roads aren't passable during a heavy rain. After phoning the main house to let them know we were okay, and didn't need anything, we didn't have to worry about any interuptions. He decided to try out his idea for that evening.
All we had done to that point was mutual masturbation, massage and tickling. He decided that if he just brought me to the point of orgasm and no further, I'd just finish the job myself. So, after having gotten me laughing so hard that I wasn't paying attention, he tied my hands to the bedposts. I thought this was hilarious in itself (if someone was offering to jack me off, I was never going to run away). He then proceeded to use his hands and a little oil to drive me crazy for the better part of an hour.
The problem is, no matter how much you may enjoy it, an hour of on and off friction starts to be hard on the skin. I complained, and he jockingly asked if I wanted him to kiss it and make it better. I said he wouldn't dare, so he did. After having kissed it at the base, and having seen the back arching response that gave me, he then proceeded to lick his way to the tip. Having been on the edge of orgasm for the better part of an hour, this almost did me in. He either didn't quite sense this, or thought it was just the reaction to the lick, and that it didn't mean that I was about to come. Getting into what he was doing, he then proceed to try to take my cock into his mouth.
About the time he got it to the back of his throat, I came, first in his mouth, then on his face, then on his chest, then on mine. I thought this was great. He wasn't at all happy with it. I started laughing, he got even madder, saying "How funny would it be for you to have a guy come in your mouth?" About the time he said it, I think he realized that I was still tied to the bed.
He quickly moved up from where he been at my knees, wiped the cum off his chest and mine, and proceeded to smear it on my lips. I shut my mouth, and he proceeded to squeeze my nose shut until I had to open my mouth to breathe. As soon as I did that, he forced his fingers into my mouth so I would have to taste my own cum. Figuring the sooner I swallowed the faster he would stop, I proceeded to lick his fingers off.
As soon as I did, he rolled forward on his hips to shove his cock against my lips, with his fingers still in my mouth. Short of biting down, which wouldn't have been a friendly thing to do since I couldn't run away, I had to let him shove his cock in my mouth. Having spent an hour jacking me off, he was almost ready to come himself. After a few quick thrusts, helped along by his hand at the back of my head, he came in my mouth, and stayed there. My only choice was to swallow or choke, so I swallowed.
He stayed in my mouth for a few minutes more, and figuring that as long as it was there, I might as well lick, I managed to keep him hard. He reached back, and discovered that I was starting to loose my hard-on. Figuring that he'd made me a "present" of being hard, he pulled out of my mouth, slid back down between my knees, and proceed to tongue me back into shape, starting at the tip, going down to my balls, going back up, working around my balls, every time going just a little farther down that sensitive area just behind. Not quite enough sensation to get you to come, but enough to keep you ready.
He proceeded to do this for the next three hours. About noon, figuring that we'd starve if we didn't take a break, he finished me off by taking me into his mouth, and just sitting there, squeezing down with his lips and tongue. This was just enough to send me totally around the bend, and after a minute of this, I proceeded to cum in his mouth for the second time that day. This time, he stayed right where he was, not pulling back, just swallowing.
He held on for about two minutes after I stopped, leaned back, smiled and said "Now I know how to keep you hard this evening" He did.
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