Seems we have a veritable bonanza this evening. Here is another tale I found on my hard drive. This was another request to a Samoan guy who sent me pictures of his dick and asked for another story. This was after reading my "Hawaiian Suck" series. I never sent this to Nifty, just to him. Had completely forgotten about it, actually. This tale took place in a mensroom at Aloha Tower, where the tourist ships pulled in and out. And sometimes I had tourists pumping their white dicks in and out of my mouth in the second floor mensroom with the very noisy door and the partition in front of it. But mostly I sucked locals. I was in my mid-thirties at the time, and lifted weights. I was in probably the best shape of my life. The locals loved having a muscular, tanned, good-looking blonde haole sucking their dicks. Such a thing hardly ever happened. I have to confess I look nothing like that now. I look like a fifty year old man, which is what I am. But oh, the memories. And I live close to the border, so I still suck mexican dick when I feel like it. They're not picky.
The young samoan man walked in through the very noisy door just as I was dining on a well-dressed filipino I had blown at least three or four other times. So neither one of us had any inhibitions at all as I formed an 'O' with my lips and let him piston his rock hard six inches rapidly in-and-out of my mouth. This was the time of day we usually hooked up, him on his lunch break with a tie and slacks, always more than happy to treat me to lunch. He had incredible stamina, usually lasting for at least twenty minutes before vocally and violently shooting his load. He always brought popper but he was usually very stingy with it, only letting me have an occasional hit. His dick was the darkest part of his body, chocolate brown, including a head only slightly thicker than his shaft. He had a thin six inches, incredibly hard and straight, which made it easy for him to fuck my mouth with jackrabbit strokes, which is what we were doing when the samoan boy walked in.
I say 'boy' because he was at least fifteen years younger than me, but there the comparison stopped. He was HUGE, at least six-foot-four and solid muscle. Close-cropped black hair and a smooth, innocent face. He was overdressed for the heat--collared shirt and slacks, so I guessed he might be a high-schooler on his lunch break.
We broke with our usual rapidity as soon as the door burst open, a short partial wall hiding the sight of me rising off my knees in front of the last stall, pulling my shorts up at the same time and sitting down. The filipino slipped into the next stall, standing there as if pissing, jerking his iron-hard slippery dick in frustration.
The samoan boy walked all the way to the last stall, a dead giveaway in a tearoom, and we made eye contact. He looked at the filipino with a question on his face. As he realized who was doing what to who, (not too hard to figure out with the filipino guy pulling furiously on his dick) he smiled and stepped into the next open stall. We were a little nervous about bringing in this unknown boy, so I'll skip the getting-acquainted preliminaries. Inside of a minute I was back on my knees, my shorts around my ankles and my tank top hanging on a hook on the door--I was essentially naked. My filipino had not lost his hard-on, but I knew from past experience that we were pretty much starting over. It takes twenty minutes of sucking to make him cum, and each interruption just resets the timer. I had the hots for this stranger watching us go at it, but first I had to do my duty; it was my responsibility to make the filipino cum no matter how long it took, and I never left anyone hanging. After five minutes of watching me get mouthfucked, the samoan boy stopped squeezing the huge bulge in his pants and finally unzipped. Out flopped the most gorgeous dick I'd seen in months; six full inches of silky smooth, unblemished shaft; a full two inches thick (twice as thick as the filipino). But the real prize was an enormous dark brown perfectly sculpted head, as big as a doorknob; he must have been three inches thick at the ridge.
The filipino didn't want to share, so even with that beautiful dick hanging inches from my face I couldn't have it. Every time I started to pull away my partner would push my head back down on his dick and hold me in place while he bucked his hips, pistoning his hard brown dick in and out of my mouth.
Thankfully, we weren't interrupted during the next twenty minutes and after all my hard work I was dripping sweat when the filipino office worker on his lunch break threw back his head and howled.
"I'm coming now! Get ready for my cum!"
I knew I had another five seconds as he grimaced and went through contortions before the flood would actually start. When it came it was a violent spurt of watery cum, followed by many, many spurts, but it took at least a half-dozen to provide enough cum for a good swallow. I envied him the length and intensity of his orgasms, though; He continued to moan and jerk for at least thirty seconds before he began coming down. I think it was because he required so much stimulation before he could cum. This was our third or fourth time to hook up with each other, and I knew his responses pretty well.
I gave him all the attention he deserved, siphoning out his cum with my cheeks hollowed, slamming my lips against the base of his cock again and again, causing him to gasp and become incoherent. Anyone who gave me twenty minutes of his cock (plus the five minutes before the samoan showed up) definitely deserved the VIP treatment. Even though I craved the throbbing samoan cock directly to my right, I milked the filipino's softening cock with my lips, sucking him dry.
As always, he zipped up and left immediately, not saying a word. This was fine with me. The samoan teenager moved around until he was directly in front of me, his huge cock bobbing up and down with the motion. Even after he stopped it continued to bob up and down, throbbing with his pulse. I really enjoy taking a soft cock in my mouth and feeling it get harder and harder, but this time I was denied this pleasure--this boy was as hard as he could get; and it was watching me work over the filipino that had made him that way. I was flattered.
The moment of ecstasy had arrived; I swooped down on the huge shiny head, sliding my lips over the perfect, unblemished surface of this giant boy's dickhead. To my amazement, I couldn't open my mouth wide enough to take in the flaring rim of his dick. I backed off, opened my mouth even wider and swooped down again. I still couldn't do it! I'm not a very big guy, and my mouth was stretched as wide as I thought it could go.
There was no way I intended to give up, though. And my new partner wasn't helping me--each time my lips slid over the head of his cock it swelled up even bigger. The third time, with the sides of my mouth stretched so much that it hurt, the head of his cock popped into my mouth. I had no intentions of letting it go until it began to shrink because I had drained it. To tell the truth, until it began to shrink I think it would have been nearly impossible to back off from his enormous head--he was still swelling--he could have easily been four inches wide by now.
I had no intentions of letting him go. I slid my lips down three inches of his silky smooth brown shaft until the head of his dick butted up against the back of my throat--which meant I was also taking three inches of head. After many years I knew with certainty I could take exactly six inches and have the head pressing against my uvula. I knew there was no way in hell I would ever be able to take a doorknob down my throat, even a silky soft doorknob, so he would have to be satisfied with what I could give him. He was definitely satisfied. I guess no one had ever done this to him before--I couldn't imagine some young samoan girl taking this huge head in her mouth, or some young samoan boy either. From his reactions it seemed like he was having a brand-new experience.
I engaged in extreme worship of his dick; I lovingly took the same three inches of shaft over and over again, keeping his precious dickhead deep in my mouth where it belonged. His dick was so hard I could feel every beat of his pulse. It was obvious he couldn't believe what was happening; a naked haole on his knees sucking his dick. I was obviously military because of my short hair, which made it even better. Military haoles were pretty much detested by nearly all samoans. But now it was time for a bigger kick for him; I started forcing myself farther down on his dick, stroke by stroke. Millimeter by millimeter. Taking short, 1" strokes I worked myself farther and farther down his shaft, until I had completely flattened out the head of his dick against the entrance to my throat. I knew the sensations he was getting from his dickhead were incredible--half my partners shot their loads seconds after I put them in the same situation he was in now.
He held out, though, staring down at me in wonder. His huge brown hands hanging limply at his sides, hands that could force me to do anything he wanted, but right now I was doing things he had never even imagined--I knew at his age he had never had a blowjob like this.
After I bottomed out, it was time to enter the gagging stage. I hated it when my partners grabbed my head and gagged me uncontrollably, but when my partner sat back and let me do my thing, inevitably I ended up making them cum by gagging myself on their cocks--as long as I know I can come up for air, I enjoy taking more cock than I can handle. Having found my limit, four inches down his enormous shaft, I went farther, partially forcing the head of his dick into my throat, taking any additional shaft I could get between my lips.
My gag reflex kicked in as it always did, and the tears began to flow down the sides of my face. After a minute of this, with the head of his dick squeezed halfway past my tonsils like toothpaste out of a tube, he lost it.
We had yet to say a single word to each other. I like it that way. So he let me know he was about to cum by sucking in an enormous quantity of air, going rigid like a giant bronze statue, then quivering all over, from his head to his enormous thighs.
I was so full of dick at the time that his first shot puffed out my cheeks like balloons. No shit. This giant samoan kid with his school pants around his ankles did his best to blow my head off with his first shot--this was probably the most intense cum of his life. Men cum the hardest from a good blowjob--find a man who will argue the point.
I had plenty of warning--his dick throbbed harder than any I could remember--swelling and shooting. Then shrinking slightly. Then expanding again. And again.
He came. And came. And came.
I swallowed his first load in one glorious noisy gulp, not losing a drop. The next one was just as large. And the next.
This wonderful samoan boy, towering over my 5'8" with his 6'4", shot one huge wad after another down my willing throat, the dime-sized piss hole in his dickhead unloading a half-ounce of thick, potent sperm every second.
I counted seven distinct, identical shots. After that, I lost count, I was not in an analytical frame of mind. But I know there were at least four or five shots after that--sad to say, they began to trickle off. But the first seven shots required seven individual swallows on my part. Believe it.
I milked his shaft for a very long time after he was finished. It took him a long time to go soft. I was completely into sucking his limp dick when he finally called it quits, pulling reluctantly out of my mouth, his bulbous head stretching my mouth even now when he pulled it out. A drop of cum glistened on his piss-hole, and I reached forward and sucked it out. After that he was gone.
Goddamn that was hot. Can't believe I forgot I wrote this story. As with all my stories, everything is true.
Til next time
Blatz