Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
comments & gifts (yeah right) welcome M/m/M+, dorms, oral, mild domination, one way sex. Part 11
During the blowjob, and for the first while after Brad had taken his cock from my mouth, I honestly could hardly taste anything. Brad's suggestion of using Listerine worked well. Brad hung around for a while after I had sucked his dick--I guess to make sure I didn't freak out on him. I was still too horny to be thinking about freaking out, and I wished he would leave so I could masturbate. When Brad did leave, about 20 minutes later, the Listerine had started to wear off. I couldn't taste the cum per say in my mouth, but I could feel the residue in my mouth. Also, while my head was tilted back and I was wacking my own meat my mouth opened to let me breathe a little better. I swear I could smell and taste Brad's load in my stomach and smell his man-juice on my breath as I shot the most intense orgasm ever. Shortly after I cleaned up I felt sick. I could not believe what I had done. Sure I had fooled around with Brad, and yes I was helping him out lots, but there had always been a fine line between what I was doing before and what I had done now. I decided I could not continue and would not suck Brad bareback again. I don't know if it was because Brad sensed how I felt, or if he was just too spent from earlier, but he did not make a move for another blowjob that night. In fact he was very nice, and made sure I was included when the floor went over to the snack bar for a bite. I was relaxing a little. I woke up dreaming that I was giving Brad head that night. I tried to go back to sleep but was simply too horny. Being stuck in this state for the last hour of what should have been a great sleep-in made me start thinking. Brad woke up at about eleven, and noticed I was already awake as he left to "piss like a racehorse." When he came back to the room he laid down for a while and we made small talk. Brad was just covered by the thin top sheet, and I could see how it draped over his body. Quickly the small talk turned to sex, and mainly to how hard Brad was even after he took his piss. I can't say I hadn't noticed the tent under the sheet. "Morning wood" was the expression he used. I guess I grew up under a rock, but I had never heard it called morning wood. Brad made all the comparisons to other morning things: morning hair, morning breath, etc.. We started talking about morning breath and I said how much I hate it. Brad suggested I take a swig of the Listerine to take care of that. I got up (trying to hide my own morning wood) and poured myself a capful of Listerine. I swished around for a little, then seeing the glass from last time was still full, I moved over to the window by Brad's bed and spit the Listerine out. Brad asked if that was better and I nodded, still swishing my mouth out. "Well, now that your morning breath is all taken care of, you are all set up to take care of my morning wood!" I looked over at Brad who had pulled the top sheet back to show that he was now not wearing any boxers, but the corner of the sheet still hid his dick. I had told myself that I would not suck him bareback again. Now that the moment was at hand I found myself still thinking no, but walking over to cock-side of Brad's bed. I pulled back the corner of the sheet and Brad's cock jumped at the anticipation. He had a lot more pre-cum than I had seen before. I touched his cock and immediately any thoughts of stopping faded into the background. I looked up at Brad's face, then back to his cock. I thought I heard him say "Suck me," but I definitely felt his hand come up to my neck and guide me down to his dick. I felt the slime of his pre-cum as Brad's dick entered my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head until the pre-cum had been dissipated, but continued to suck on his dick. For about five minutes Brad just laid there and enjoyed the blowjob. About then he started becoming a little more active in showing me what he wanted. He held my head still and swirled his dick head around just inside my lips. My tongue followed his dick hear around as Brad moved it, licking it and swirling it as much as possible. He also brought my hand first to his balls to play with them, then to his shaft to jerk him off while I kept the head of his dick in my mouth. About another ten minutes was spent helping Brad explore all the different ways he could be pleasured as he laid back in bed. Brad turned in the bed, knocking his dick out of my mouth. He had sat up and swung his legs around to hang over the side of the bed, one leg on each side. I moved back to keep sucking him and could tell he was now serous about getting off. I worked hard, but Brad interrupted with a hand on my shoulder. "Slow down a little... I don't want to cum quite yet." I paused as he spoke, but then found a steady pace that Brad appeared to be quite into. "Yeah, that's better--nice and steady. I'm going to enjoy this one." I kept going at the same pace. Brad was moaning as if he was ready to cum, but I kept the same pace, prolonging his pleasure. His balls were tight, his dick was flexed, but still he had not cum. I kept going, not altering my pace at all. I could hear Brad, but was not reacting. "Good speed..., that's it... ohhhh I'm so close... yeah, I'm almost there <gasp> ungh, yeah... take it... take my cum. My mouth was flooded and I immediately swallowed as each shot fired in my mouth. About a minute later Brad re-gained his composure and said, "Clean it up a little before I take it out." Brad removed his cock and patted me on the head. It was not until this point that I realized what had happened. When I woke up that morning I was not going to suck Brad again bareback, or if I did suck him bareback I was not going to take his load in my mouth, and if I did that I was absolutely not going to swallow. Zero for three, but I felt more surprised that guilty.Brad couldn't hide how pleased he was with the new development in our arrangement. He had some errands to run for the last little bit of the afternoon, but told me he wanted to meet me again just after lunch.
By coincidence, we actually met in the cafeteria, and Brad sat with my friends and me even though we were almost done. My friends left, but I stayed and waited with Brad to finish. He looked at all I had for lunch and smiled. "I hope you saved some room for dessert!" I got it right away but couldn't help but smile back at his big grin. "I'm a little low on protein now, but I'm building up my reserves."
We walked in the door and Brad handed me the bottle of Listerine. I took my cap full, swished and spit. I looked back to see Brad standing there smiling. He had undone his pants, and I walked over to him. His arm came out to my shoulder and guided me to my knees in front of where he stood. I reached up and felt that his dick was semi-erect in his boxers, and I pulled them down. As I fondled him he said, "Get it hard in your mouth." I took his semi-erection into my mouth and sucked him gently until he became fully erect. It was not as if he was hard and using me for a needed release, but more that he had some free time and thought he would blow a load.
That blowjob was quick and dirty. Brad just face fucked me hard and came in my mouth. As he had blown another load just a few hours before, it was not his biggest shot, but it was enough to leave my mouth all slimy and thick. When Brad was done he pulled up his pants and left. For some reason I had not swallowed yet, but sat there on my knees with Brad's juice in my mouth. I found some sliding down my throat as I started to masturbate.
When I got home that evening I found Brad sitting at my computer reading e-mail. He told me Sam was excited, but couldn't come visit for at least a month. He read directly from Sam's note: "Make sure he is swallowing lots `cause I am going to save up for a few days and make sure I have a big first load!" Brad looked up and saw I didn't have the happiest of looks on my face, but he also noticed I had a giant tent in my pants so he kept going on that Sam had a girl try to spit once and Sam threw her out. Sam believed that it was rude to spit cum because that was like an offering. Brad was rubbing the front of his pants by the end of reading me Sam's e-mail. He looked up at me and said he could use another. I took a swish of Listerine and went over to give Brad a blowjob. I fished his dick out of his pants, and he lifted his ass so I could pull them down. I knelt in front of him and sucked him. As I was blowing him I could hear the clicks of the mouse, and then the unmistakable sound of porn music as he loaded some mpeg files. As the porn got going he was more into the blowjob. I could hear the sounds of sucking from the computer and I guessed he was watching a blowjob video as I sucked him. The guy in the video kept talking down to the girl blowing him, and I kept hearing things like "Yeah bitch, suck that dick. You know you want it. Take my cock. Let it slide deep... that's it, deep throat me." As the video went on Brad was mimicking the actions of the porn star. When he was getting deep throat, Brad would push my head down as far as it would go. I was gagging a little, but Brad kept at it until I felt his dick head penetrate my throat. I panicked, but Brad kept me on him and I calmed down to discover my lips were at the base of his cock. I couldn't breathe, and Brad eventually let me up for air. The video went on. "I'm gonna cum soon. Yeah. I can't decide if I should cum down your throat, or cum on your face and let you wish I had cum in your mouth." I could hear the guy on the computer groan a little, then what was obviously him cumming. Brad uttered "Yeah, that's great" under his breath as he watched the video. Then Brad gave me some instructions: "When I cum I'm going to pull out. I want you to jerk me off the last little bit but keep your mouth open when I shoot. Yeah, stick your tongue out as I shoot too." Brad fumbled with the mouse as he set the video to the cum-shot again. I could tell by his balls and tense legs that he was close. He said "Keep sucking, yeah, keep sucking. I'm close... I'll tell you when... suck... suck... suck... oh yeah, ohhh, Ohhhhh, now!" Before he said now Brad shot one big volley into my mouth. I pulled his cock out of his mouth and sat there jerking him off with my tongue out as he dumped the rest of his load on my face, into my open mouth, and across my tongue. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me as he made his last few shots. I discretely closed my mouth to get rid of the cum he had shot in there, and opened it again when Brad said "Lick the last few drops." I licked the dribbles from his cock, and then Brad stood up. "That was great. Best yet I think." He stepped over me and picked up his pants.