Steps to Sucking Cock
by victoria_boy@hotmail.com
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Part 16
For the rest of the party Brad kept smiling at me every time he caught me in a daze. Everyone else at the party would have assumed I had a few too many drinks, or that I'd been smoking weed, but Brad and I knew better. We were exploring uncharted territory for my horniness, and given the recent load of cum I had swallowed for Brad combined with the erection in my pants, the look of confusion on my face was understandable. I wanted to go and suck Brad again right away. I was ready to finally cum, and I didn't even hesitate at how humiliating it would be to jerk off with Brad's cock in my mouth. I was so horny I would do anything. I was starting to understand getting me horny enough to do anything was appealing for Brad, and could have been the reason he was stopping me from cumming. Brad knew that the longer I went without my own orgasm, the hornier I was, and the hornier I was the more willing I was to do whatever it took to please him. Turning me from his cocksucker into his eager cocksucker was just the next step in the journey Brad was leading me on. When Brad and I started walking back to our building it was just the two of us. I was almost thankful when a couple of the other guys caught up to us and started walking our way. If we had been alone I was afraid Brad would have stopped somewhere outdoors along the way to have me suck him and jerk myself off. More to the point, I was afraid I would have done it. We got to our room and I was relieved to be alone. I was ready to go, and Brad knew it. I got in my "uniform" and was not even trying to hide how hard I was. Brad looked over, smiled, and said he needed a shower. As Brad stripped down and grabbed a towel I gave him my best look of disbelief, and he said "What? You've waited so long already, and you just got a load a few hours ago. Really, what difference does another few minutes make?" Brad's words may not sound nice, but when he spoke he had a smile that let me know he this was all in good fun. He knew I was not up for a logic debate, and when I looked down knowing I'd have to wait, Brad said "How's this? While I'm in the shower you can start jerking yourself off. Only edge though. Let's have you as horny as you've ever been in your life." I had not experimented with much self edging in my own masturbation. I jerked off with purpose, and did not understand trying to delay the orgasm. It seems Brad was guiding me to learn the pleasure of edging. I was totally hard already, and after Brad had gone to the shower I did start touching my dick a little bit. My plan was to only touch a bit so that I did not progress things very far, but in my ignorance I was completely unaware that small touches and manipulations could make my cock extra sensitive. Within minutes my dick was almost painfully hard, and without even touching it I was on the edge. Sitting there, so hard if I touched myself I was afraid I'd cum, and waiting for Brad was true torture. Brad walked back into the room and quickly noticed the pained look on my face. I didn't know if I was going to be able to suck Brad's dick without having my own orgasm first. "Let's make this a nice, long, enjoyable blow job, ok?" Brad said, and then looked at me waiting for my reaction. "It has only been a few hours since I shot my last load so it will be easy for me to take my time for this one. Come on over in front of me." Brad had moved over to sit in the char, legs spread wide for me to approach and kneel before him. I did not want to put my dick away in my PJs because the friction on the head of my cock would be too much. As I knelt down in front of Brad I used my hands on his thighs to brace myself. Brad was warm, and smelled fresh from the shower. I lowered myself down to the ground Brad was not even hard yet. He was really going to make me work for it this time. Without even being asked I brought my face down between Brad's legs, taking in the aroma as I licked his balls and nosed his cock as it slowly filled with blood. I had my eyes wide open, really watching this cock bounce and jump as I nosed it and continued to kiss and lick his balls. Brad's scrotum was hanging low from the shower, and I was able to move his balls around quite a bit as his dick kept growing. I took first one, then both right in my mouth, and from this angle I looked up at Brad to see him staring back down at me, watching almost fascinated that someone was actually kneeling in front of him doing these things to him. I could feel Brad's cock pulsing. My dick was doing the same, and I decided to be brave and see if I could touch my own dick just a little bit. I did and the sensation was so overwhelming as to force me to moan around Brad's balls. My eyes closed as I moaned, and I could feel Brad's dick pulse wildly in front of my nose, and his balls drew tighter in my mouth. Once Brad's pulsing passed, I opened my eyes again, and I must have had the look of need in my eyes. Brad was looking down at me and when we made eye contact he stared pulsing again. With my Brad's nuts still in my mouth, my I almost had to go crosseyed to stop looking at Brad's eyes and look at the shaft as it danced in front of me. My eyes then refocused past Brad's cock and up to his eyes again. I thought his look down at me was an invitation to move up and suck his dick but he stopped me when I made the move. "Not yet mister," Brad said with his hand stopping my head from moving up further. How about you lick between my legs a bit?" Brad raised his voice at the end as if it was a question, but he really was not asking. "Get me really worked up." I went down and licked. Tentatively at first, trying to keep an eye on Brad and his cock, but eventually I surrendered and just focused on the licking Brad wanted done. I could feel the muscle under his taint as it flexed to pulse the hardon to which it was attached. I could play with my own dick again, and was getting good at keeping myself on the edge. "Lower," Brad said, gently pushing my head down further. I could tell he was pushing me down to his ass again. I did not particularly want to dive in to rimming Brad a second time. It was a lot easier to tolerate while Brad was sitting on top controlling the motions. I put up my best drunk resistance, but Brad just applied steady pressure and as he said "lower" again, my resistance faded. My dick, however, did not fade at all. In fact, once my tongue reached the first part of the partition that would lead to Brad's hole, I felt a sudden rush of my own arousal and had to stop touching myself for a moment. As Brad pushed me further down I resumed my automanipulation, and was surprised to again feel the urge to cum as I licked directly over Brad's puckering hole. I did not want this to be turning me on, but clearly it was. I did not know if I was turned on by the act of licking him in such an intimate area, or by how turned on Brad was by what I was doing, or by being slightly forced to provide this pleasure, but whatever the reason, my dick was painfully hard and I was very turned on. When I was finally allowed to suck Brad's cock, I could not believe how ready I was. I made the move to take him quickly, and was so embarrassed when Brad slowed me down. "Take it easy. Nice and slow. Don't worry, it won't be much longer." Brad was calm and reassuring as he spoke. It was like how you would talk to someone having a panic attack. I was ridiculously turned on, and I wanted to cum. Brad's orgasm was the last obstacle I needed to overcome in order to have my own orgasm, so in my mind it was perfectly logical to just start sucking. I guess Brad wanted to feel the head of his dick part my lips, and my tongue reach out to taste his flesh. Brad wanted to see the lust in my eyes as my own dick pulsing made my mouth muscles tense up and relax around his dick. He was throbbing and clearly able to shoot his load at will, but was enjoying the last bit of torture before ending my denial. It was not long before Brad was holding me still on his dick. He was so turned on that any manipulation or movement was going to set him off and make Brad cum in my mouth. I wanted this to be over and was tempted to just keep flicking the dick head with my tongue, but part of me was afraid that if I did not let Brad have the orgasm on his terms, he may deny me any orgasm of my own. "Can you feel it pulse?" Brad asked on one of his breaks from motion. I did not want to moan, so just looked up at him and nodded as little as possible. "Can you taste my precum? I can feel it pulsing into your mouth." Against my better judgement, my tongue darted up to the slit at the head of Brad's dick and felt the sliminess of his fluids leaking out. I was so turned on that I was stopping my own masturbation at the same times as Brad was stopping me from sucking, and now I was pulsing precum out at the same time Brad was pulsing his into my mouth. I looked up at Brad and again I nodded. "Good." Brad had used his fingers to tap the back of my head ever so gently, and that was his signal that I could slowly resume sucking his dick. I started moving and suckling his cock as it throbbed in my mouth, and Brad continued to speak in a low voice. "I am going to cum soon," Brad said in a tone that told me the act was not imminent. "You must be really close too." I could not help holding back a moan, and Brad appreciated it. "Yeah, I bet you are." There was a pause as Brad just sat and let me keep sucking—enjoying the feeling of having is dick in a warm soft and wet mouth. "Here's how it's gonna work." Brad explained to me that while he was going to let me cum with his dick in my mouth, that he didn't want me to cum while he was still shooting because he didn't want me distracted. Brad wanted to get some of his load on my face, but most of it was going to go in my mouth. He also wanted me to swallow half of it before I came so I would have part of his load in my belly and throad but still be able to feel his dick and his cum in my mouth while I was shooting. I thought of telling Brad that I already had one load in my belly, but then figured it did not matter and kept listening to is instructions. Brad was also very clear he did not want a big mess everywhere and I was to make sure I got every drop of my own load on my belly. Brad thought about this for a second, then stood up and pulled his dick out of my mouth. "Change of plans. On your back." I guess Brad was worried that if I was crouched over I'd end up making a mess on the floor. Once I was in position on my back (which was honestly about 2.3 seconds after he told me to move) Brad straddled my head and sat down with is crack square on my face. There was no leading into it this time: Brad wanted to feel my tongue in his crack, and I did it for him. I again shocked myself with how hard my own cock was, and let go, freeing both my hands to reach up and cup Brad's ass cheeks. We were both surprised as I gently pulled them apart and continued licking. I blushed when I realized what I'd done, and though Brad probably could not see my face I would have been willing to bet he felt the heat as I turned beet red. I could sense the motion of Brad stroking his own cock as he started speaking, but he was more grunting, and since his legs were beside my ears I could not make out what he was saying. In an instant Brad sat up, pulling his ass away from my tongue. I shocked myself as my head raised up to follow, but it was quickly out of my reach as Brad leaned forward and slammed his dick into my mouth. My face got fucked very quickly for a few seconds, then Brad paused as I felt him pulse wildly. I was pretty sure he was about to cum and I had managed to find my own dick so I could quickly catch up. Brad's pulses were not the start of his orgasm, and he just hovered there with his dick in my mouth. I slowly felt Brad start fucking my face again, but then held still. I had the head of Brad's dick right between my lips when he paused, and I could not help but feel my lips slide around the stiff head. "That's it. I'm close... bring it out of me like that." Brad was truly panting. My lips and tongue came alive. I was only being given the head of Brad's cock, but I was doing my best with it, sliding my tongue around, and using my lips to suckle at his very hard purple head as best as I could. "So so so close..." Brad trailed off, and I could tell it had started. As if I was an expert, I decided to prolong the feeling for Brad a few extra split seconds by slowing down my tongue and lips. I was still advancing Brad towards his ejaculation, but was just letting him enjoy the last few moments. Brad just moaned, and his dick pulsed very hard, followed moments later by uncontrollable thrashing as he started shooting in my mouth. I felt Brad's cum shoot hard against the roof of my mouth, and then drip down into my throat. As his body adjusted, so did the aim of his shots, hitting my tongue and providing me with an intense taste. The next shot hit my lips and nose as Brad was pulling out to keep his word of hitting my face, and he aimed it for two shots across my nose, eyes, and forehead, and then sunk in back into my mouth. I hardly needed to move to start my own orgasm. I knew it would be a more intense feeling, having my own finish so close to Brad's, and with his dick between my lips, but had completely underestimated how strong my orgasm would be. I moaned around Brad's cock as it continued to pulse in my mouth, and my whole body shook as if I was having a shiver I just couldn't shake. I'm glad Brad's dick was there in my mouth because it acted like a gag and was the only thing preventing me from moaning so loudly the entire floor would have woken up. I blasted shot after shot after shot and could feel my entire chest was soaked with cum. Even as it was still coming out of my body I could feel it running down the sides of my chest and I squeezed my arms in to stop from making a mess. This had been the most intense orgasm, and the largest load of cum I had ever had in my life. "Fucking gross dude," Brad said with a surprisingly disgusted tone. I thought to myself "why would you let me cum like this if you were just going to be grossed out by it," but then I returned to the pleasure of my final drops of cum coming out and decided not to pay attention. "You fucking hit me with that shit. That's so fucking gross!! Lick it off!!" I was momentarily confused as to what Brad was talking about, but it quickly became clear that my orgasm had been so intense that one shot had fired up and hit him as he hovered over me. I knew how much Brad hated cum, and was ready to clean it off him. I was not ready for what Brad placed in front of my mouth for cleaning. I had shot up and hit his ass, and now had my load dripping from his crack. I was not very enthused about cleaning this up for Brad, but did as I was told as quickly as possible. After I was done cleaning my cum off Brad's crack, I could tell he was a little pissed, but he was just drunk enough that it was not going to be a big deal. I lay back, still trying to keep my cum from dripping off my body. Brad threw a towel down to me, turned out the light, and went to bed.Mid way through the next week, Brad and Sam were making plans for a weekend visit. I walked in at the end of one of their conversations, and after they hung up Brad said Sam was thinking of bringing his roommate.
"You're not going to expect me to suck him too, are you?" I asked.
"I dunno... what do you think?" Brad said with a smirk. "It's going to be tough to suck Sam and I all weekend and just have him watch, right?"
"But I don't even know him!"
"You didn't know Sam when you first started sucking him, right?" Brad was calm, but I was freaking out just a bit. I explained to Brad that that was different. I tried to explain that I had not just started to suck Sam bare right off the bat, and we had started without sucking and then the condoms. I told him I was already nervous about having to suck Sam without a condom, and I didn't want any of the ass licking stuff at all.
After a moment of thought, Brad said "Alright, well we can make this work." Brad made his best thinking face, and then continued, "We will bring the condoms back, but when Sam's friend is not looking you'll take them off Sam and I but you can keep his on."
I noticed Brad was getting turned on thinking about orchestrating my cocksucking, and he started to undo his pants. I think he knows I am more agreeable when I am sucking him. No words had to be spoken, he just pulled his dick out and I took my shirt off then sank to my knees and start sucking it for him. After I'd started, Brad continued with his thoughts on Sam and his roommate's visit.
"Yeah, that will actually be hot. You can just cut the condoms really short." Brad stopped my sucking and held my head still and examined how his dick looked coming out of my mouth and different depths. "He's never going to know the difference."
I pulled off so I could ask "What about when you shoot?" I blushed with embarrassment about this entire conversation. "I mean he's going to know after you shoot and pull out your dick that there is no condom."
"Good point. Damn." I resumed sucking as Brad pondered my objection. "I thought we had something there." Brad just kept fucking my face, and I could feel his dick getting harder as he neared orgasm. "Wait... Ya I've got it!"
When Brad said to wait, he did not mean stop sucking. He meant "wait while I cum in your mouth, then I'll tell you a new idea I had." Brad started shooting into my mouth, and I swallowed for him as he made his deposit.
Before removing his dick from my mouth, Brad reached over and grabbed my t-shirt from the desk where I'd set it down. Brad looked down at me as I looked up, his dick still in my mouth. I could see Brad pull the shirt length wise and then drape it across the part of his cock that was not in my mouth.
"After Sam and I cum, we can hide it like this," Brad said as he demonstrated how he could pull his dick out of my mouth and if anyone else had been watching they could not have seen.
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