Giving Head The rest of the story (Part 3 of 3):
Chris' Side
... Brad kept his cock in my mouth for a few minutes, and I could feel it soften slightly as I swallowed around it. When Brad removed his semi-erection the final juices were whiped off with my face, and Brad commented that it was a pretty good blowjob. I got up to wash my face, and Brad said most girls that blow him let his juices dry on their face, so I sat down in the chair beside him and watched TV for a few minutes. At the end of the program on Brad got up and prepard to go to sleep. Once he had said goodnight and closed his door, I got up and went to my own room, where I jerked off and fell asleep...
The relationship between Brad and I remained remarkable similar to what it had been before, except for the fact that I gave him head when he was horny.
I ususly blew him once a day, but ocasionaly it would be 1, 2, or even 3 days without, or equaly as often it would be 3 times in one day. Everything depended on how horny Brad was. The blowjobs themselves varried as well: everything from a 3 minute quick mouth fucking before a night out to a 45 minute pleasuring drawn out for his satisfaction. Brad would always let me know what he was in the mood for.
Brad enjoyed watching movies, or reading mens magazines (e.g., maxim) while he was getting me to suck his cock, but usualy when he was close to orgasm he would look down at his cock going in and out of my mouth. He said it looked so cool to see his cock being sucked on, and to see my face knowing I was swallowing his sperm.
Different things were added to what Brad wanted me to do for his pleasure. He liked me sucking on his balls, and he continued to rub his cock with my face when I would blush. Brad also liked to trace my lips as they stretched around his cock. Usualy when he would do this he pushed himself in my mouth until it was all the way in, and then just withdraw enough to slide his finger between my face and his body. Brad's ass was fantastic, and he liked me to masage it or his legs while I was sucking his cock, and he also liked me to feel his abs and belly button.
Brad was comfortable having me blow him whenever he wanted. It was not un-common for me to go to bed for a few hours, only to be woken up by Brad wanting a blowjob. I tried to act like it was an obligation, but he never left without leaving his load in my belly. Sometimes he would not wake me up, and would just start pushing his hard-on into my mouth, and I would start my end when I woke up. One time I must have been very tired, because Brad said he was almost done when I woke up, and he came in my mouth while I was still trying to gain some focus with my eyes.
I was the only one of us that owned a car, and Brad would often be a passanger. One day we were out driving after seing a movie, and Brad asked if he could drive home (he had his own set of keys and could use my car whenever he wanted). It was fine with me, and off we went. As we were leaving the parking lot I asked him why he wanted to drive, and he explained that the movie had made him hot, and he thought he could use a blowjob while we drove home. I tried to protest, but his cock came out of his pants, and I did not resist much as Brad drew my head down and I did my best to pleasure him. After I had been sucking him for a minute or so, he said he was going to take the long way home (we only lived a few minutes from the theatre--would proboably be just as good walking as driving). We were going down Burnside towards Douglas and into Downtown. Brad turned off the main road, and we drove along the inner harbour as I continued to suck him off. My car is higher up (a small SUV), and the windows are tough to see through, so Brad didn't let me come off his cock at intersections, even though there are quite a few tourists walking around even that late. After a second run through the downtown core I wanted to get Brad off as quickly as possible so we could go home. I was bouncing up and down, and was afraid Brad was going to loose control of the vehicle. Finaly we got on a stretch of road without having to stop for a few minutes so Brad could concentrate on his pleasure instead of driving. He slowly dorve along and I could hear him moan as he began to cum in my mouth. I sucked him dry,and felt the car pull over to the side and stop. We were on Douglas heading back towards home, and Brad had stoped directly under a street light. I was confused why he had stoped, but as he allowed me to pull off his cock, I could see he still intended to whipe off his wet cock with my face.
Brad's Side
... Once out of his mouth, I cleaned up a little and pulled my boxers back on. Chris got up to wash his face, and I told him most of the girls let my juices dry on their faces (which was BS--I just wanted to see if he would do it). He sat with a mixture of my cum and his saliva drying on his face. I couldn't believe what a cocksucker he was, and kept looking over at him and laughing. I eventualy got tired, thanked him for the blowjob, and went to bed. I slept well knowing I was going to be getting a lot of head....
Chris became quite a cocksucker for me. I only had to jerk off on rare ocasions, and otherwise was geting blowjobs whenever I wanted. I didn't have to work on it at all, nor provide any thanks or special treatment--it was the best of both worlds. As a cocksucker, Chris got all the enjoyment he needed out of giving head, so I didn't need to do any more than sit back, relax, and enjoy his mouth.
I tired quite a bit of variety in what I got for head. I would have Chris blow me while I watched TV, while I read dirty magazines, or while I sat back and just watched my cock slide in and out of his mouth. I usualy made him do all the work, but on ocasion would fuck his mouth while I stood, or would get overtop of him, prop his head up with a pillow and lay into him that way. A few times would fuck his mouth as I had him lay on my bed with his head hanging upside down over the edge. I enjoyed that way quite a bit because I could realy fuck deep into his throat, and his mouth made more noises while I was at it.
I also added a few extra parts to Chris' duties. For example, I would make him lick my balls a lot, sometimes while I stroked myself, and sometimes while I had him stroke me. Sometimes before I would let him suck me I would make him give me a handjob for up to an hour (sometimes with lube). I usualy liked to make these sessions as long as possible before I would cum. The trick was to bring me to the plateau of pleasure, and keep me there for as long of a time as he could.
Chris was pretty good about knowing what he needed to do. He knew that every part of every session had to keep me happy, and the happier I was the more ofthen he would get to suck on my dick. I had watched a porno video one night (while Chris blew me), and it had a bunch of guys getting rimed by the girls theywere fucking. I made some comment on how gross that was, and Chris said that he heard it feels great, and a lot of guys like getting it done. I still thought it was pretty gross, but it got me thinking. The next day in the shower I had just washed my ass, and I was remined of the rim jobs from the video the night before. I kept showering, but eventualy ended up with a raging hard on, so I dried off, half wraped a towel around my waist, and went out to the TV room where Chris was watching a show. I told him it was suck time, but he had already spotted my erection. I kept standing and Chris came up in front of me and started blowing me as I fucked his head pretty hard. After a while I pulled out and asked him more about the rim jobs. He was trying to answer my questons about if he had done it before, and if it had been done to him, but was very distracted by my cock rubbing on his face. He had given a rim job before, but no one had ever done it for him. Well, today would be no different as I told him he was going to rim me. He started doing it (couldn't beleive he actualy would), and I took his hand off my him and made him stroke my cock while he did it. It was not bad, and I made him keep at it for a while. Just as I was ready to cum I spun around and shoved my cock back in his mouth for a few good strokes before he got is lunch.
So far he had swallowed my cum every single time we had one of our sessions.
One time he was giving me a handjob, and got a little too carried away. I told him I was going to cum, and he almost fell over trying to get my cock in his mouth before I started to spurt my cum. The first blast hit the side of his face, and dribbled off his cheek to my skin while I finished cumming in his mouth. After I finished cumming, I took my cock and wiped up the cum off his cheek, and then stuck it back in his mouth so he didn't miss any. After that was done, Chris scooped the drops of cum off my body and licked it up off his fingers, and then licked the last bits of cum directly off my skin.
I got blowjobs whenever I wanted. Chris almost had a sixth sense about when I had an erection, and knew what he needed to do. I would have him blow me at any time of day or night if I was horny. A few times I found myself in the mood after Chris had gone to bed, so I would go in and wake him up to blow me. A few times he was sleeping with his head near the edge of the bed, so I just took out my cock and rubed it on his lips while he slept. It must have been second nature to him, because his mouth would open up, and he would even move his tongue around while I entered him. He would wake up when I thrust in far enough, so one time I just let my dick sit in his mouth without moving it around that much. I just let him suckle on it. I could get used to that.
I tried to keep count of the number of times I came in Chris' mouth, but quickly lost track. I had counted as high as 60 or so, and figured that at about 20 mL of cum per ejaculation he had swallowed over 1 L of my cum, and I was still cumming in his mouth at least once a day, and Chris was swallowing every drop, wanting more than I could produce.
Chris and I kept our regular frendship as well. As roomates, we still kept our own friends, but did things together on a regular basis. I genuinley liked him as a friend, and I think he tought of me as a friend at the same time. The only difference was when I needed a blowjob Chris was the one to give it to me.