MONSTER COCK II
He finally stopped cumming and used about six sheets of Kleenex to wipe up the pecker juice. My cock was so rock hard the foreskin was pulled back behind the corona. "By the way, before I forget, don't cum with the catheter in more than an inch or two. If you plug up the urethra when you cum, your prostate won't be happy.", I said.
He was an accomplished cocksucker and did all sorts of tricks with his tongue. He paused after a couple of minutes, took a small tube of hand cream out of his pants pocket, greased up his index finger and slipped it up my ass. He went back to sucking while his busy finger roamed around my rectum and spent a lot of time tickling my prostate. I couldn't have lasted half as long as I wanted before I warned him I was getting ready to pop. His finger up my pooper kept working but he stopped sucking and just used his thumb above and forefinger below to gently stroke my wet glans penis. The tension in my pelvis was excruciating. It was one of those times when the pleasure and sweet agony were indistinguishable and I would have been so tortured for hours on end if it were possible but in only a few seconds the dam burst. "OH GOOOOD!" I said as my joint jerked out from his fingers and began to squirt, and squirt, and squirt. The jizz went almost straight up and landed on my legs and his arm between them. Finally my orgasm ended and he slid his finger out of my rosebud.
"Awesome to feel your ass squeezing my finger every time the cum spurted out. Can't be sure but I'm guessing you enjoyed that.", he said.
"Nah. Worst blowjob I ever had." He got a good laugh out of that and then I said, "But for safety's sake it would be wise to come back and cath me to make sure your technique is safe and I'll show you how to properly suck a cock."
My gaydar lit up like a Christmas tree when he walked in the door. Big guy, looked to be late thirties and built like an NFL tackle. "Do you sell cockrings?", he said.
I told him we had all sorts: metal, plastic, elastic, hinged and tie types. But I suggested the elastic variety because they were the safest and cheapest. He opted for the elastic variety and I told him we'd need to measure to choose the right size. I took a package of them out of a drawer, hung out the "Out To Lunch" sign on the door, picked up a tape measure and took him to the changing room. I sat in the chair in front of him and had him drop his pants. Wow! His cock looked like a salami, I mean it was a monster, and it was mostly hard before I touched it and fully erect when I measured it. "Eight and a half an inches around.", I said. "That must be a new world record. But why you do you need a cockring to enable a hardon?"
"Well, lately I can't always get hard enough for intercourse with my wife and when I get it in I often lose it before I can cum."
"So are you gay?", I said.
"Well maybe. I mean, I've never done anything with a guy but I think about it a lot and most of the time I have close my eyes and pretend I'm going to have sex with a man to even get it up. And I assume you're gay?" I asked him why he would think that. "Firstly there are all sorts of sizes of rings in that package and you didn't need to measure me. Secondly, you haven't made eye contact with anything but my cock since I dropped trou. And third that boner in your pants is about to bust your zipper."
"You got me, I'm queer as a lead balloon.", I said, "And I'd like to see if I can get that whopper in my mouth without dislocating my jaw."
"I think I'd like that, but how about showing me what you got?", he said. So I depantsed. He stared at my dick and said, "Oh, how pretty. This is a nice carpeted floor, what say we do what I've been dreaming about and do a 69?"
We got on the floor, he immediately inhaled my tool, and I said, "I like a tongue massage so please do. He didn't talk with his mouth full but along with sucking his tongue was doing all sorts of nice acrobatics. I got his cockhead in my mouth but that was about all I could manage. He was leaking precum when I started and it tasted terrific, but then I've never tasted bad precum. He couldn't have lasted more than a minute before warm semen flooded my tongue. Swallowing with that salami in my mouth was out of the question so I pulled my head off and watched him gush a load of cum proportionate to his size, which is to say a lot. The smell of fresh cum usually sets me off but I lasted at least five minutes more before that yummy ramp up to orgasm escalated. I told him I was getting close and he exchanged his mouth for his hand and began to slowly, lightly stroke my now supersensitive boner. The pressure behind my balls was building......"Oh boy, here I cum.....o,o,o,O, OH, OH, OOOOOOO, SHIT!" POW!" The hot cum zzzzzippped through my dick and the jizz shot a couple of feet in the air. Again and again I spurted, moaning the whole time. "Thanks, that was awesome. Feel free to come back any time."
Things were pretty quiet for a couple of weeks and then a nice looking forty something man opened the door and my gaydar lit up big time. He asked if we carried a penis sensitizer and I told him we did. He said his problem was that lately he was more likely than not unable to reach orgasm having intercourse with his wife. I told him we did and Zistra was the best but I needed to do a feather test to accurately establish the problem. Up went the Out To Lunch sign on the door and back to the changing room we went. I sat in front of him, asked him to drop his pants and watched his cock rise under my gaze. It was a perfectly proportioned eight incher with a nice big head. I picked up a sheet of Kleenex, had him shut his eyes and tell me where I was touching. I touched the top of his dick with the tip of the tissue and he felt it immediately, as he did with the next two touches on either side of his cockhead.
"Well, there doesn't seem to be a problem with sensitivity. The time to reach climax is usually inversely proportional to the excitement generated by the sex and I'm guessing you have no problem cumming when you are having sex with a man."
"So what makes you think I'm gay?", he said.
"Well, my gaydar is screaming like a fire engine and straight guys don't bone up when they're naked in front of another man, let alone secrete precum." There was a big drop of it oozing from his piss slit and I asked if I could lick it off.
"So you're gay too?", he said.
"Gayer than the first rose in the Spring.", I said, and since he didn't say no, I treated my tongue to a delicious taste. "And if you don't mind, I'd like to let my boner out because it's downright uncomfortable cooped up like this." So I did, and asked him what kind of gay sex he liked best.
"I like everything I've tried, but I guess I like to be fucked and then sucked off best." So I pulled on my pants and went into the store for a rubber and lube. When I came back his dick had a string of precum dangling down and I quickly harvested that before I did anything else.
"I'd really enjoy having you sitting on my stiffy so I can watch your dick bounce around.", I said. So I rubbered, lubed up and he climbed on. For a guy who said he was insensitive, he had to pause a couple of time because he was afraid he was going to cum even though the only thing touching his dick was my rapt stare. Finally I was approaching the edge of the cliff of my orgasm. I asked him to slow down but it didn't prolong the period of inevitable orgasm, maybe because his sphincter was tight and any movement he made brought me too quickly to the edge. Closer, closer, then POW! I exploded and the jizzwad ripping through my cock felt like I was shooting jellybeans. When he felt my organ pulsate he stopped moving and I kept cumming for longer than usual. "Phew, I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.", I said.
"I liked it a lot, but my pecker is just aching for release.", he said, and lifted off my softening organ. I got back in the chair and he stood in front of me, the skin on his glans stretched so tight it was shiny and looked like it might split. His tool has yummy and it was a real pleasure to suck it. Particularly because his precum kept giving me sweet little tastes. My appetizers didn't last very long when without warning his dick squirted into my throat. I quickly reared back so I could watch the fun and his cock was a real dancer. It jumped around spurting cum all over the place. He had a bigger load than mine and the spurts kept coming for at least ten times until his dick was quiet. There was a little string of thin "dishwater" semen hanging from his piss slit and that was my dessert.
"Many thanks, I hope the sensitizer works and I'm glad to find out it's not my cock but really the gender of the person that makes me insensitive. I'll drop back and let you know how it works.", he said.
TO BE CONTINUED