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 12
On Monday night Brad called me from his cell phone. He asked me to bring him a book. I told him I would and just before I hung up he suggested I have a swig of the Listerine before I left. I had a hard on the whole walk to meet Brad. When I got there I was looking for the room Brad was in, and noticed him through a window. The room had a large half window facing the hall, and Brad was sitting at a table right next to the glass. I went in the room to give Brad the book, and then just sat there. Brad pointed to the space under the table, and I was shocked. I told him he was right by the window and people from the hall could see in. Brad said, "Yeah, it'll be fun! They can't see under the table, and I'll sit still when people come by." Brad had this big smile I again couldn't say "no" to. Before I crawled under the table I pushed another table beside it so there was no chance I could be seen, then I checked for someone in the hall, and seeing no one crawled under to Brad's chair. As I found Brad in the shadow of the table I heard footsteps in the hall. I froze as they passed, then nervously undid the fly of Brad's pants. He was rock hard, and I pulled his dick through the hole. I stroked his cock a few times, then licked the head, and soon sucked him fully. I sucked Brad for about two minutes when I heard some footsteps outside. I slowed my sucking to make sure I didn't draw any attention to our room, but Brad jumped in almost immediately saying, "Keep going!" Almost afraid I had offended Brad I sucked hard and fast. A minute later I heard two sets of footsteps and hesitated for a split second, but continued working Brad's throbbing pole. I was so nervous, but decided it would be best if I just kept at it and got him off as quickly as possible. I sucked like a madman and Brad was squirming in the seat. At least two more groups of people passed the room but I did not stop. Another set of footsteps was in the distance when I heard Brad muffle a quick grunt, then I felt his dick spasm and shoot in my mouth. He kept shooting as the footsteps passed and I swallowed as they trailed off into the distance.Brad's average was way up for the next few days. Before I had sucked him bareback, he usually got head one to two times per day. Since I had sucked him bareback he had not been sucked less than three times for the first five days and no less than two times after that.
A few days later Brad had me blow him first thing in the morning. The bottle of Listerine was almost out, and there was only enough for a third of a cap full. I told Brad I thought that would be enough for now and he smiled. He also guided me to the chair after I spit the mouthwash and got up over me.
He brought his dick to my mouth and pushed right in--no foreplay today. He shoved in a few times, then pushed in and stayed still as he said, "It's a little warmer without the mouthwash. I think I like this!" He paused for a moment as I grunted my acknowledgement around his cock. Brad moved in and out again briefly. "You must be able to taste it a little with less Listerine, eh?" My grunts denied Brad's suggestion, but he was right: I could taste his cock, just a little. Brad did not seem concerned, and resumed his motions in my mouth, and I resumed slurping and sucking on his cock.
Brad was thrusting away when he must have looked at a clock. "Oh shit! I'm going to be late for class. I gotta get going!" He started fucking my mouth with a little more intent to get off. Quickly he moaned, then grunted, then shot a load in my mouth. There was no denying now I could distinctly taste his cum in my mouth. I was just getting ready to swallow when he started pulling out. I quickly gulped down his sperm just as the head of his penis passed my lips. "Eewwww..." Brad said as he looked down at his slimy dick, one strand of saliva still attached to my mouth. "Clean it off!" Without a second thought I leaned forward and took the head of his dick back in my mouth and licked all the cum off. As I was finishing I realized I could have used my hands to clean off his dick, but had instead sucked off the drool. Brad inspected his dick saying, "That's better," as he wiped the head on my cheek. He jumped up, threw his pants on and headed off to class, leaving me with a stronger taste than ever and a sticky cheek.
That afternoon Brad was back from class early. On Thursdays our schedules did not match at all: I had afternoon classes starting at one, and Brad had a lab that was not out until half past one. This Thursday, however, Brad was back at noon. When he came in the room I was laying in my PJ bottoms on my bed listening to some music. With my headphones on I must have drifted off to sleep. I woke up to see Brad changing, standing in his boxers with a hard-on he was massaging. He noticed I was awake and looked over to smile. "My lab instructor was sick so I'm off early." Brad saw me glance down at his hard-on. "I was just thinking about that great blowjob you gave me this morning. Fuck are you ever getting good at drooling over my bone." I was embarrassed, but still flattered. There was an awkward silence... I was getting ready to thank Brad for his compliment when he continued, "I guess since I am home early you have just enough time to suck me before your class." He had walked over to beside my bed. His fully erect and throbbing cock was sticking out through the fly of his boxers, and he was otherwise naked. He looked amazing. I hadn't realized he had taken my hand to his cock and I was stroking him softly. I just sat there and took it all in. A couple minutes passed. Brad looked down at me and said, "Suck it." I instantly realized that I had not gone to the store to buy more Listerine yet. I wanted to suck him, but couldn't just do it. I looked up at Brad and confessed that I hadn't bought more mouthwash. Brad smiled down at me. "Come on, it won't be that bad. You don't need the mouthwash... when you tried it this morning you said you couldn't even taste it, and I bet you hardly had any mouthwash." I thought about what he had said. I had taken the bait of playing his dick and was now hooked. Brad continued, "Look, if the taste is too much you can deep throat me when I cum. That way I will shoot straight down your throat and you won't taste a thing. You just let me know if it is bothering you." I looked down to Brad's dick and he moved a little forward. My head matched his move and I took the end of his penis in my mouth. Brad rested his hand on the back of my head and started thrusting his hips upward to my mouth. I could definitely taste dick. Like Brad promised me, it wasn't that bad. I could taste it, but the taste didn't bother me. In fact, it was not as strong as the taste in my mouth after the Listerine had worn off following some of the previous blowjobs. I also found I was getting used to it quickly, and hardly noticed after the initial shock. I couldn't move my head much as Brad was holding it from the top and it was resting on the mattress below. I had about an inch and a half of Brad's dick in my mouth. He was thrusting in and out a little, but most of the blowjob was coming from my tongue playing with the end of his cock as it rested in my mouth. I had kept my hand on his cock when I started sucking, and stroked him a little more--I guess I felt I needed to do something else as this was kind of a pathetic attempt at sucking him off. Brad was really enjoying this, much to my surprise. He was groaning and squirming, and told me to keep going with my hand. "Keep jerking me with the head in your mouth. Yeah... wow, this is awesome! We have to try this more often. Lick the head. Jerk the shaft. This is perfect!" I was amazed how much Brad was enjoying what I was doing. I thought this would disappoint him. I was jerking him just like the old days, but with the added stimulation of my tongue and warm mouth on the end of his prick. The hand stimulation was going full force and I was slurping and licking away at his head. The signs of his orgasm were all there. I could feel him throb, could see his balls tighten, and could see him curl his toes. I had learned from my time getting Brad off that whatever you are doing when you start to make him reach orgasm, keep doing until he has had his orgasm. I kept working my hand in perfect harmony with my tongue and mouth as he told me three times he was going to cum. Finally, as if he had been trying to hold back, he released all at once, letting out a deep breath as he shot hard into my mouth. I immediately noticed that I could really taste his cum, and all at once it came back to me that I was supposed to deep throat him when he came. It was too late now, and I let him finish cumming in my mouth as I tried to get used to the new taste of his man juice. The consistency was nothing new, but the flavor was thick and rich--much stronger than I expected. I swallowed some, but still had enough to keep the flavor in my mouth. Plus, Brad's dick was still in my mouth and he was enjoying some post-orgasmic flinches that kept a fresh injection of taste every thirty seconds or so. I sat there with both Brad's dick and cum in my mouth for at least three minutes. The taste was not bad, not good, but very sexual. It felt very intimate for me to have the taste of Brad in my mouth, and I was surprised how well I tolerated it. "Can't taste that bad," Brad said to me as I continued to let his softening cock rest in my mouth. I cleaned off the last little bit and let him free. "It was O.K., I guess." "Well, that decides it then!" Brad sounded triumphant. "I like it better without mouthwash, and if you can handle it I guess the mouthwash is gone!" I didn't have time to masturbate before I left for class. I could taste Brad all afternoon, and was worried everyone around me could smell cum on my breath. My second class let out about twenty minutes early and I ducked into a bathroom to jerk off. The taste was still strong, but the thought of what had happened was stronger.