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She was a bit miffed as I related the experience to her, but it got her hot enough that it wasnt a big deal. She knew how hard it was to find what we were looking for, having been searching with me for months now, and with a litle convincing, decided to let me develop it in my own way and time. It would probably take some time as well.
After we talked, it was time for a shower. I stunk. I got the hot water flowing and handed her the soap, and spread my legs and braced my hands on the wall and curtain rod. She preceeded to wash every little inch of me. I had to admonish her as she stroked my cock and rubbed her soapy fingers against my ass. I didnt want to cum yet. She settled for an extended bout of sucking my cock from behind and eating my ass with enthusiasm, which lasted till the water started to run cold.
She dried me first, then herself. She fastened her mouth around my cock, and I backed into the bedroom. She crawled after. There wasnt so much a play scene happening. It was more like an animal rut that left us wiped out and contentedly sore.
It wasnt till later in the week that he contacted me. He had turned hesitant almost immediatly after his orgasm subsided and had kept to himself. I had managed to get him to let me suck him off twice more, once later that evening, and once in the morning before we drove off towards home. I tasted his cum the entire drive. He had barely touched my cock during the morning suck off. That was fine with me, I was only concerned with the cock sliding in and out of my mouth and throat. I also understood his hesitancy. I had felt the same about homoerotic sex for quite a while until finally acepting that sex was just sex, no matter who you did it with.
Apparently he was coming to terms with it as well. He was quite nervous and chatty on the phone. I quickly cut through the bullshit and laid it out for him.
I basicly gave him an offer he couldnt refuse. I also deflected his suggestion that we hang out for a drink or dinner first. Time enough for that later, if ever. He waffled a bit until I finally told him that I would be waiting for him after work. He hesitantly agreed, and we hung up.
I was already hard from thinking about the hot bodies that I had seen while working out at the gym. The conversation had made me even hotter. I resisted taking care of myself, and my hard cock taunted me as it stood out from my body in the shower. Im not built to suck myself off. Good thing. I would have never left the house.
I talked to my toy briefly after the shower. She wanted to be there to watch. I told her that I would try to get him to take a few pics of me on my phone to send to her once he got comfortable enough. I would, however, certainly tell her all about it. I would write it down as a story even.
I put on a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt and turned down the lights. I put on some background noise and sat down to wait, hoping that he would show up.
He did.
As I waved him in through the door, he checked out my tented shorts several times with quick glances. I just smiled and moved him towards a chair. He started to say something, but I cut him off, asking if it could wait till I was done. After enough of a hesitation that I started to get a bit nervous, he simply nodded.
I wasted no time. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned his pants, and pulled them down around his ankles. I pulled down his boxer shorts and leaned forward and took his mostly soft cock in my mouth. I just enjoyed the feel of it in my mouth as I pushed on his thighs and kept my mouth around his cock as he sat in the chair.
I had the luxury of time this time, so I took the opportunity to enjoy almost all of it like it was my first time. I used my tongue on the head and underside of his cock and then stopped. My eyes were closed and I groaned slightly as his cock throbbed and grew and throbbed and grew, filling my mouth and pushing against the back of my throat. I had to back off slightly lest I gag and loose it. He was hard in no time, and I just let myself tease every inch of his cock that I could reach with my tongue. It was so hot and hard and soft and musky and sweet all at once. I was going to savor it for all I was worth.
I applied suction and pressure with my tongue and slowly backed off his cock, until a loud slurp signaled my lips moving over the head of his cock. I let his cock plop out of my mouth and watched as it bounced and strained against its skin. I stuck out my tongue and teased every inch of the head, flicking at the sensitive slit at the end. He gasped and rocked his hips. I opened wide and pushed my face down. His cock pushed against my throat, but I managed to relax and felt it push into my throat, and soon my nose was buried in the sparse pubes of his belly. I couldnt help it. I heaved with a gag and backed off. A thick streamer of spit connected the head of his cock to my lips as I backed off. My own cock was sticking out of the leg of my loose shorts, throbbing against the soft material.
I reached up and cupped his heavy balls with my hand, wrapping my fingers slowly around his balls and base of his cock. I shifted my grip until my knuckle was resting on that sensitive spot between balls and ass. I tightened my grip slightly and he moaned. I lowered my head and spent the next eternity tongueing his balls and his cock, tasting, teasing, stimulating every pink-fleshed inch of him. the smell and feel and taste of it was heaven.
While my concious mind had become zen with me participating in sexual acts with another male, my subconcious had still harbored a few doubts. Those, I felt evaporate quickly as I slid my lips up to the head of his cock, then slide down all the way to the base. I also had doubts about my status as a man, a top, and a dom. Those evaporated as well. If it felt good, do it. I loved, absolutly loved, to suck cock. I wasnt any less than I had been before I had done it. I didnt feel any sort of sudden diminishment or anything like that. It was just another part of me that I was enjoying.
Just like that, I added 'cock sucker' to the list of things that was me. It fit right in. No conflicts. I was past those. I opened wide and groaned around the cock filling my throat, letting spit pour from my lips and down across his balls. I pitied those who couldnt accept parts of themselves like this. But only for a moment. I had a cock in my mouth, and it deserved my attention.
He seemed as new to having his cock sucked as I was to sucking. I let myself go and savored every little bit of it. I wirled my tongue over every inch of it as I slid my lips slowly up and down the slightly curved and heavily veined shaft. I rubbed the drooling head over and over my lips and tonge. I lapped and gently sucked at his fat balls. I relaxed enough to slide the entire length from tip to balls in and out of my mouth and throat in a slow, steady rhythm. I spent the entire time devoted to every inch of that cock. I moaned and groaned, muffled by the thick, long shaft buried in my mouth. He groaned and grunted and even wimpered as I fucked my face up and down on his quite magnificent piece of meat.
He warned me just in time. I slid my face back and the fat and swelling head of his cock popped out of my throat. I wrapped my hand around his spit slick shaft and started short up and down strokes, plastering my tongue on the sensitive part of his cock, just beneath the head, and timing my face and hand in the frantic up and down motion.
We both yelled. Mine was muffled by cock. He shot his thick, hot cum into my mouth like a fire hose. One. Two. Three. I had to swallow frantically to make room. Four, five, six. He moaned and shuddered as the forcefull streams became a more gentle flow. I had to swallow twice more before he collapsed, limp, in the chair, breathing hard. I sucked his cock all the way down and nursed it for several minutes as it slowly went soft in my mouth. My own cock was bounching and throbbing. I didnt touch it yet. I would cum right away if I did. Best not to scare him off.
He sat up, and I let his soft cock slip from my lips. I sat back and looked up at him. "Enjoy yourself?" I asked. He didnt meet my eyes and just nodded. "Good." I said. "Anytime you like, Ill do it again." He still didnt meet my eyes, and was clearly embarassed now that the need was sitting comfortably in my belly. I stood up and backed off to give him some room. He quickly reached down and pulled up his pants. I was watching, so I noticed that he had a hard time keeping his eyes off my own prominent bulge in my shorts. I pretended to ignore the lingering stares.
"So, now that thats over with, you were going to say something?" I inquired, doubting that he would share what he had wanted to talk about before hand. I was right. He said it was nothing, and made a fumbling excuse as to why he had to leave. I just smiled and watched as he walked to the door and opened it. He looked back at me and finally met my eyes.
"Thanks." He said, and nearly ran out the door.
"My pleasure" I said to the door.
It certainly was.
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