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The most amazing blowjob I ever gave (Man on man).
From headguy444@yahoo.com
The few blowjobs I've given have been quite enjoyable and a couple
have been real heart pounders, but this story is about one of the most
erotic and amazing blowjobs I've ever given. I don't me that I was
amazing at giving this particular blowjob (though I do think I'm
pretty damn good at it), but rather that he was absolutely amazing at
receiving a blowjob. That may sound strange, but it will all make
sense by the end of this story.
My fascination with gratifying men through oral sex seems to be
largely based in a desire to submit to a man sexually, and simply to
enjoy the incredible pleasure I can give him by simply sucking his
cock. So, as a "sub", I'm attracted to older men who are not afraid
to instruct and guide me as I work; to take a little control where it
enhances their experience as long as there's no "rough stuff". So
far, I've never had a single unpleasant moment or had to tell a guy to
stop anything he was doing. Most "taking control" has been in the
form of instructions like "Put your tongue here" or "Lick my balls"
or "Get on your knees for me", "Open your mouth", "Swallow my cum",
etc, guiding my head, or a man stroking as I work on him, the sort of
typical things a man does when he's comfortable with taking charge and
knows you like it.
But in the case of the gentleman in this story, I've never in my life
seen anyone so incredibly specific and precise about how he wanted me
to service him. He was a true coinsure of head with an almost
pathological ritualistic progression of how he wanted to live out the
entire experience. He was in search of the perfect blowjob experience
and after many discussions, I found myself incredibly aroused at the
prospect of being his "subject" in what turned out to be a an
experience he had scripted in his mind over and over, and had never
quite found anyone who learned his or her lines to perfection until I
came along.
I had posted a profile on one of those adult sex hook-up services
simply offering myself as an enthusiastic giver of oral sex to the
right man. I described that my interest was limited to giving
blowjobs and had no interest in anything beyond that, but that
limitation would be challenged in the most incredible way. I got a
few hits from local men "I'd like some of that", "you can suck my cock
anytime", etc but one contact came from a guy who stated "I love oral
sex more than any other form of sex. I've had great head from women
and men alike. We may be a great match. Let me know if you're
interested, photos attached"
I checked out his profile. He was about fifty miles from me, just
close enough but not so close that I'd be bumping in to him every time
I went out for smokes. I had noticed his profile before but he was
listed as straight and seeking women, no mention of men but he did
make it clear he was looking for a woman who know how to give good
head. His profile was a glove fit for me. He was fifty-two years
old, 6.0 ft tall, average build but he had no photos on his profile
and he seemd to only want women so I never bothered contacting him.
When I opened the photo's he had attached to his contact mail, my
heart jumped up in my throat! He was perfect!! He had a full body
nude photo and l a close up of his erect cock and he was just about as
perfect a match for what I like in a man as I could ever have hoped
for.
We quickly began to exchange direct emails and information about what
we were both looking for. We soon found we were the perfect
compliment of giver and receiver. As he revealed to me over several
exchanges what he was looking for, it became apparent to me that he
was not just looking for a good blowjob; he was obsessed with
satisfying a raging fetish of what had become to him the ultimate
sexual experience. I was hoping like hell this guy was for real so I
decided to make a move. I told him that I was ready to commit to an
evening, that once we selected a night I would rent a room in a nice
hotel half way and that I would send him the room number and a time to
meet in the hotel bar, so that our first face-to-face would be in a
comfortably public place. "That sounds wonderful, I'm ready too" he
replied "but I need to see your face first. I need to see what you
look like. And do you have any pictures or video of you giving head?"
I have a nice face, a little on the feminine side and I knew he'd like
it, but I had no such video or photos he had requested. So I decided
to do an "audition tape" for him. I filmed a short "POV" clip of me
working on my life-like seven-inch dildo from the perspective he would
see if he were lying in my bed looking down at me while I was giving
him head. I tried to duplicate some of the specific things he said he
liked, just so he'd know I was paying attention!
He replied back with "Now THAT'S a blow job! Very nice. I can't wait
to let you do that to me. Attached is a video of me for your POV
pleasure, opposite angle as though you were in the same position in
your video"
I must have watched that fucking video fifty times in the two weeks
leading up to our meeting. Each time my heart pounded, my throat
tightened and the blood pounded in my ears. It was five minutes long
shot looking up through his parted legs, as he lay reclined on the
bead. His cock was thick and veiny, about eight inches long and had a
huge purple head topping it. And below were the most beautiful set of
full hairy balls I'd ever seen in my life. He was looking downward at
the camera as he rubbed and fondled his dick. All his masturbation
seemed to be a slow gentle build up where he spent the last moment
hanging on the edge of orgasm. And when he came, he looked right into
the camera and said "I'm cumin' baby, suck it and keep suckin' 'til
I'm completely finished". With two fingers massaging just under the
head of his dick he let loose with a cum shot that he had undoubtedly
been working himself up to for hours. At first, a rush of pre-cum
gushed down the "V' of his cock head and ran down over his fingers and
on to those gorgeous, full balls, then I counted (and looped over and
over as I stroked my own cock) ten full shots of cum. And I mean
shots, ten spurts that actually arched from the head of his cock
followed by a half dozen generous tapering gushes of cum as his dick
drained empty. At the height of his orgasm, I would predict that he
shot cum at least three feet straight up into the air as some shot
beyond the frame area of the video. His thighs, balls, cock and hand
were drenched in cum. He looked down at "me" again and said, "Just
didn't want you to get any surprises you couldn't handle, that's the
load you'll need to swallow. I do hope you can take it all". I love
the taste of cum, and the way it feels as it fills my mouth, but this
guy was unusually copious to say the least. This was going to be a
real challenge but I was ready and excited, if a little intimidated!
All though I thought it never would happen, and was going nuts with
anticipation, the big day came. We meet at the hotel bar and he was
right on time. After a couple of drinks and some chat in a private
corner, we went up to my room. He had told me that he liked to get
high during sex, that it enhanced the pleasure for him and allowed him
to get very close to orgasm and sustain that state indefinitely. And
he said it allowed him a long, hard cum shot. I had not been high in
years but it had always made me incredibly horny and I enjoyed how it
gave me a sense of suspended time and complete focus. We chatted as
we loaded and smoked two bowls of some very good stuff. I was very
pleasantly stoned and the nervousness and apprehension I was feeling
melted away. "I'm ready for my close-up," I said is a sexy feminine
voice and we both laughed. I knew he was going to "direct" me in his
own epoch production and it occurred to me at the time that it was a
shame we hadn't hired someone to video tape this. I would have gotten
years of pleasure out of reliving this over and over.
"I'm ready when ever you want to start," I told him. He pulled a
blue, very expensive looking full-length silk robe from his bag and
told me to go in the bathroom and change in to it. It had an exotic
oriental look to it and it felt wonderful against my skin. The
perfect costume for my role. Warring only this light, silky robe I
felt naked and still had that wonderfully vulnerable feeling I enjoyed
so much about the submissive role. When I came out, he smiled and
said "very nice". I sat on the sofa and asked, "So, how does scene
one begin?" He walked over to the bed and removed a pillow. He came
over to where I was setting and dropped the pillow in front of him
self on the floor. He answered "With you on your knees in front of
me". We had begun and my only responsibility now was to follow his
direction. I had a wonderful buzz from the weed and I found myself
melting into this role already so aroused that my breath was shaking
and my heart was racing.
He towered a full foot over me. He was dressed in a pair of loose
blue jeans, a black tee shirt and a navy blazer. I slowly sank to my
knees before him until I was kneeling on the pillow, face slightly
below his crotch. He had already removed his shoes and as he pulled
off his blazer and threw it to the sofa, he said, "Slowly undo my
jeans and pull them all the way down." I undid the clasp of his belt,
unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down. Even the sound of
his zipper aroused me. I ran my hands around the inside of the waist
band and began working his jeans down off his hips until they were
loose enough to slide them all the way to the floor. As I did this,
he pealed off his tee shirt. As I looked up, I saw him standing
before me naked except for a pair of white cotton briefs. He was
beautiful. His legs were strong and covered in dark hair. He had a
slightly heavy but muscled build, a nice middle aged belly that I
loved and his upper body and forearms were also covered with dark
hair, just a little gray here and their. I leveled my eyes and face
to his crotch and saw that his briefs were filled with a well-defined
cock and balls, a bulging and full lump of flesh but not yet erect.
"Now, put your hands on my hips and just start fondling me through my
underwear with your face and mouth". The whole time he was staring
straight down, eyes fixed on what I was doing. I moved my face slowly
into the mound of flesh in his briefs. I could feel the heat of his
body on my face as I moved in. He smelled of the pleasant musk of his
aroused body and familiar cologne that I recognized it immediately. It
was old spice, a cologne I associated with an older man, a friend of
the family when I was a boy and the first man I ever had adolescent
fantasies about. It could not have been a better scenario. I began
to kiss and nibble at his cock with my lips, rubbing my face around
and under his balls. After a couple of moments of this he said, "Pull
my underwear down, slowly all the way. As I did so, his cock and
balls came in to full view. His dick was hanging loose but full with
a large head that was beginning to swell. His cock was draped over a
set of balls hanging low and loose between his legs. He stepped out
of his jeans and underwear and resumed his position in front of me.
It was the most beautiful, powerful cock I'd ever seen and I shivered
with anticipation. He stepped closer to me so that his cock was only
an inch from my mouth as I looked up at him. "Now.." he started, "I
want you to kiss and lick my body, all around it, my legs, my stomach
and work your way in toward my cock, then just kiss it and lick it
lightly, but keep your hands on my hips". I couldn't believe the
level of specificity he wanted, but this slow, torturous ritual was
overwhelmingly erotic for me. With the heightened sensitivity of the
buzz from the weed, I wanted to savor every touch of my tongue and
mouth on him, his smell, his heat, the taste of his skin; I was ready
to spend hours at his cock.
I rose up on my knees and began kissing and licking his belly. Slowly,
I moved down the right side of his body licking and mouthing his thigh
down to below where the end of his cock hung. His breathing began to
get deeper and he sighed each time my tongue ran along his flesh. I
slide my face over to his left thigh and worked my way back up to his
belly. From there, I slid my mount licking and kissing down to the
line of his pubic hair and began to rub my face lightly across it.
His scent was wonderful. I slid my face down nuzzling it between his
cock and thigh and slid my tongue in the crevice formed boy his thigh
and balls. I moved to the other side and repeated this.
His cock was now starting to become erect. Still holding on to his
hips, I began to lightly kiss and lick the length of the topside of
his hanging cock. I lowered my head and moved under him as he took a
wider stance. His balls now hung free and his cock was lifting to
full erection with each throb of blood that filled it. I nuzzled my
mouth up into his balls, kissing and licking them. The sensation was
indescribable as I caressed his balls with my tongue and mouth,
looking up past his now hard cock to see the line of his stomach and
chest towering over me. He was quietly moaning with pleasure as he
watched me work, rubbing the side of my face with his right hand.
"That's absolutely perfect baby," he said. "Now, take my dick in your
hand and slowly lick and kiss underneath it starting at my balls and
work your way up to the head. When you get to the head, just lick and
kiss it right under the head. Just work that area with your mouth
until I tell you to stop". His cock was now so hard the veins and
head were bulging. The skin of his cock was fleshy and generous. I
held the base of his cock in my hands and found that his girth was
such that my fingers and thumb did not quite touch as I wrapped them
around his cock. I slowly licked and kissed the underside of his dick
as I moved a quarter of an inch at a time toward the head. As I
approached the sensitive area under his cock head, I knew exactly what
he was about to feel, so I wet my lips and pressed them lightly right
against that area. He let out a long sigh. As I moved my lips away I
lightly ran my tongue around the area just below the head. He gasped
and I know I'd found the right spot. I pressed my tongue flat against
him and began alternately licking and sucking the loose skin with my
lips. His breath was shuddering as he moaned. "Ya baby, that's it,
right there, that's perfect. Just keep doin' that for a while". It
was driving him nuts and that was driving me nuts. I was in ecstasy.
I could feel the unbearable pleasure slowly escalating in him as his
body responded to every tinny movement of my mouth and tongue. I set
a slow, steady rhythm of working him and it was exactly what he
wanted. I was content to stay like this for as long as he needed to
get to whatever level of euphoria he was seeking. After a few
moments, he said, "Okay, now just open your mouth and hold your tongue
out for me baby" As I did so, he took my head in one hand and his cock
in the other. He positioned my head to one side and began to slowly
rub the under side of the head of his cock across my mouth and tongue.
He held my head firmly in position and told me not to move as he
controlled with a delicate accuracy exactly how much stimulation he
was receiving. His body was twitching and his breathing was rapid and
exhaled in long swishing sounds. He was staring down directly at his
dick on my mouth, completely transfixed by what was apparently for him
and incredibly arousing sight. He seemed on the verge of exploding
his cum across the room, but I knew this was his thing. He liked
getting right to the very edge and just hanging there for as long as
he could. I knew that if I so much as licked him and pressed my lips
to his cock he would loose it instantly so I remained as perfectly
still as I possibly could. Finally, with a long exhale he pulled his
dick away from my mouth and told me to lick his balls. He held his
cock up clear of my face with two fingers at about mid-shaft, careful
to avoid his trigger spot. I licked and sucked his balls as he calmed
down a little.
"Time for a break" he said. We sat on the sofa together and smoked
another bowl. I was stoned as hell by now and just sat there starring
at his cock each time he hit the pipe. Looking at the clock I
realized I had been on my knees in front of him for 30 minutes. So
far, it had been an incredible experience. I'd truly enjoyed being
pain stakingly directed by a man who was living out some life long
obsession with the perfect erotic experience. I understood now why it
had eluded him so. No woman or man could truly satisfy this
experience for him unless they absolutely relished this kind of
control. I imagined his past attempts sometimes getting close, but
always a disappointment as a woman complained or became impatient, or
failed to follow his directions sending him into a premature orgasm.
Or perhaps she had broken off, gagging or retching on a huge load of
cum, a load I was determined to take unflinchingly, lovingly allowing
him to pump my mouth full of his semen as I moaned in the pleasure of
acceptance. He had a long and precise scenario to play out and knew
exactly when and how he wanted to finally explode in the prefect
orgasm and I doubt anyone had gone the distance for him. It remained
to be seen if I could but as far as I was concerned, I was his until
he was finished even if took us into the following day.
As I sat on the sofa with my head laid back as he excused himself to
urinate. Setting there alone, I had a vision of the incredible cum
shot in his video. Part of me wanted him to come out of that bath
room, push me down on the sofa and face fuck the hell out of me until
those ten huge shots of cum exploded straight down my throat having
decided he could bare no more. But what I knew I really wanted was
for him to leave this room having fulfilled his fantasy to the highest
level of his idea of that perfect blowjob.
When he returned he sat on the sofa again and we fired up yet another
bowl. The fantasies were now swirling wildly through my progressively
more stoned mind as it raced ahead to try to imagine just what it
would be like when he finally exploded in my mouth. What position
would we be in? How would he want me to make him cum? Where would my
hands be? What would his cum taste like? Would he let me suck him
off a second, a third time or he would he simply be spent? I knew
that when the moment of his orgasm came it would be as precisely
choreographed as the entire evening would be, but I had no idea what
he had in store for me and I found the anticipation of all the
possibilities of that final moment to be maddeningly arousing. I
realized then that I was as completely obsessed with the minutia of
this experience as he was. The only difference was that he knew
exactly how this would play out and that was his obsession. While I
relished the anticipation of the unknown details and utter abandon to
his will and that was my obsession. At least for these few hours, we
were locked together in his perfect erotic play, the script to which
he had committed to memory from years of refinement, me playing the
perfect role as my lines are read to me one word at a time. Both of
us waiting all our lives to play out our perfect roles.
As we finished off the bowl, he said "Are you ready for scene two?" My
words came out shaky and breathless, almost begging, "Yes, tell me
what you want me to do".
"Are you okay so far?" he asked. "I mean, are you enjoying this
because so far this has been absolutely incredible for me but if this
gets to be too much for you I need to know. If you need a break at
any point, let me know".
I knew what he was asking. He wanted to know if I could go the
distance. He wanted to be sure he didn't push too far. He knew we
were a long way from finished but he wasn't sure I knew and part of
the turn on for him was me not knowing.
"Honestly this has been the most incredible sexual experience of my
entire life, and I'm yours for as long as you want this to last. In
fact, I've got this room for two nights hoping you might want to go a
couple more times. Please don't hold back or compromise on this
fantasy of yours. What you're doing is incredibly erotic for me and
I'm hanging on your every word, your every direction. This is a
fantasy for me to. I'm completely immersed in this with no
reservations and I need you to be too. Part of what turns me on so
much about this is watching you express this incredibly precise
experience with me as the subject of all your attention, all your
erotic desire and energy. This is incredible for me too and I want it
to last as long as it can".
He was so aroused by this testament of just how incredibly satisfied I
was with my role that his cock had become hard as a rock and he was
breathing heavy. He was to say the least, reassured. Without a word
he stood and positioned himself in front of the pillow we had left on
the floor. His cock was sticking straight out, veins bulging, huge
purple head so swollen that it glistened in the light. In not much
more than a whisper he commanded "Come back over here and get on your
knees for me again". I rose from the sofa and took my place at his
cock. He pushed my head down and back and held it in position with
one hand and raised his sock with the other to expose his balls. He
stepped in to me and straddled my face, spreading his stance wide and
lowered his ball sack on to my mouth and face. "Work on 'um baby" he
said as he slowly stroked his cock above my face. He moaned and I
licked and suck his balls for several moments. Still holding my head
back, he slid the shaft of his cock down my face until my mouth was
once again directly under the head of his dick. "You know what to do
baby," he said. I began licking and sucking the loose skin just under
the head of his dick again. This time, he slowly pushed and pulled
the skin of his cock up and down so that on his up stroke, I had a
generous gathering of his cock skin at my mouth. "Each time I do
that, suck all the skin into your mouth, then when I pull it back, use
just your tongue on me". We did this for several minutes. He was now
whimpering as he watched me work on him. I loved how he did this, and
having a mouth full of his loose cock skin, then alternately licking
it as he pulled it tight was incredible for me. I could feel his
whole body responding to the sensation I was giving him. "That's so
good baby, so perfect, that feels so good" he sighed as he once again
pulled away. "Are you ready to suck my cock?" he asked. "Oh my god
yes" I gasped.
He adjusted his position slightly so that his cock was now pointed
directly at my mouth, just an inch away. "Lick the tip". As I did, I
could taste the little pool of pre-cum that had collected in the slit
of his dick head. I licked it clean and savored it for a few seconds,
then resumed licking his cock head. "Lick the head all over baby, get
it wet all over". I ran my tongue all around his dick head, circling
the ridge and making sure I covered every bit of his huge cock head.
"Now put just the head in your mouth and suck just the head in and out
of your mouth. I opened my mouth wide and engulfed the huge bulb of
firm purple flesh. "Hold your tongue out as you do it so your tongue
strokes the bottom". I pushed my tongue out under his cock head until
it flirted with the sensitive skin under his head and I slowly but
rhythmically began to suck this enormous mushroom in and out of my
mouth. "Just the head baby" he cautioned, "Don't go past the ridge
with your lips". He was letting out long moans and drawing deep
breaths as he stared down at his dick head going in and out of my
mouth. He was still holding his cock in position as he gave me my
next instruction, the one I'd been dying to hear since the first
moment I saw his cock. "Suck my cock now baby, suck it into your
mouth" he ordered as he gently leaned in to me. He took my head in
both hands and guided me to the depth and thrust he wanted. I moved
my tongue slowly back and forth under his cock as he thrust it in and
out of my mouth. His cock was fucking huge! But I easily managed the
four or so inches he was feeding me in and out. He was moaning
breathing hard and deep now. He let go of my head and told me to hold
his dick and to keep sucking. He positioned my hand just where he
wanted it around his dick and said "When you suck it in, pull the skin
in to your mouth, then pull it back as you it comes out of your mouth.
Go as deep as you can and keep the head inside your mouth while you're
sucking". I followed his instructions precisely and after a few
strokes, he was letting out long loud moans. "Oh baby that's it, that
perfect. Just keep doing that for a while until I tell you to stop"
he panted out. At long last, here I was with his huge, gorgeous cock
in my mouth. It felt wonderful and I just melted into sucking his
dick like it was the most wonderful thing I'd ever had in my mouth.
With my free hand, I was rubbing his legs and ass. I could feel his
entire body flexing and squirming under the pleasure I was giving him.
He stood there over me, eyes locked on my sucking mouth. The heat was
pouring off his body. He smelled so wonderful and his cock tasted and
felt so alive in my mouth that I began to moan. He was off in another
world. He was barley able to get a couple of words out between each
gasp of breath. "So good baby so good so perfect real slow now baby,
real slow, real easy and slow." I slowed to a crawl where each stroke
of his cock took a full five seconds. He was there again, on that
precipice where one wrong move from me would send his cock exploding.
"Just hold it still in your mouth baby and move your tongue back and
forth a tiny bit. That's it baby right there, just stay right there."
His body was perfectly still but his breathing was steady and deep.
His face had a look of absolute ecstasy as he stared down at me, eyes
wide and mouth gaping open gasping breath in and out. We held this
position for a full two or three minutes as he hung perfectly balanced
in that state of mind and body that was the essence of his perfect
blowjob. His cock was hard as a rock and I could feel the head in the
back of my mouth like rubber ball. He was calming down again now,
stepping back from that precipice. He held my head again and I felt
his cock throb in my mouth as he clinched his muscles to pump it,
once, twice, three times, each time his cock pulsated in my mouth. I
could actually feel the controlled power of his body through his
pumping cock. He held my head again and slowly pulled his cock out of
his mouth. He let out one long sigh and panted out "There's just no
words to describe that".
"Stay right there" he ordered, and went to the couch to load another
bowl. He lit it and walked back over and resumed his position. We
traded hits, him handing me down the pipe. As he took his hit, I
rubbed his body letting him know I was anxious for his next desires.
We finished off the bowl and he set it down on a nearby table. "Now I
want you to lick it like you did before, then suck it again just like
I showed you. Alternate licking and sucking, about a minute of each.
My buzz fresh, it felt like his cock was a huge person of it's own,
filling my whole universe. I was so engrossed in his cock that his
voice almost seemed to come from someone else. The moment I began to
lick and suck the under side of his cock, my whole body shivered in
pleasure again. The sight of him, the smell and taste, his noises
filled me with waves of such heightened awareness that it was as
though I could feel what he was feeling. Even my tongue felt every
tiny detail of the surface of the skin I was so lavishly caressing. I
don't know how long I was licking him. It could have been ten seconds
or ten minutes but I must have lost myself and gone over my minute
because my bliss was broken by his voice "Now suck it, remember about
a minute of each". Without lifting my tongue from his cock, I slid it
into my wide-open mouth. Again my body coursed with pleasure as
sucked him in and out, pulling and pushing with my hand just as he had
instructed me before. I could feel the skin sliding in and out of my
mouth and the pure pleasure as that huge head plunged from the front
of my mouth to as far down my throat as I could take him. I slowly
withdrew him and ran my tongue back under the head of his dick again
in one smooth motion, never breaking contact with his cock. I fell in
to a wonderful, delicious rhythm of this sucking and licking. The
contrast of the two sensations sent a fresh shiver of incredible
pleasure through me each time. As I looked up at him each time I was
in my licking position, his body seemed a hundred feet high. His
chest and belly heaved as he breathed and let out shuddered noises of
pleasure. His head was cocked to one side as again he stared amazed
and transfixed on what I was doing to him. By alternately sucking and
licking him, he was able to once again reach that point of euphoria
teetering on orgasm, but the broken rhythm of this alternate sucking
and licking allowed him to hang there even longer. As stoned as I
was, it was difficult to judge time but I'm certain I did this to him
for at least twenty minutes and I savored every moment of it. Through
this whole session, he settled into a steady hypnotic state of long
moans each time I took him in my mouth and hissing breathes each time
I licked the underside of his cock head. He was in a perfect state of
sustained, incredible pleasure and had the control to know just what
would put and keep him there, and I was the one able at last to follow
his instructions with the precision needed. The sensation of putting
a man in this state of euphoria was giving me the most fulfilling
sexual gratification I'd ever felt.
I was content to enjoy this sucking and licking as the best of both
worlds to me for another twenty minutes. I was truly suspended in
time in a universe with just me and this beautiful cock. As I moved
once again from sucking to licking, he reached down and took his cock
in his hand and pushed my head back so that I was facing upwards under
his dick. He gently rubbed his cock with two fingers just under the
head as he had when he came in his video. "Open your mouth and hold
your tongue out for me baby" "This is it," I thought. "He's going
to jerk his cock off into my mouth. I had wanted to suck him off but
my heart was pounding in my ears so hard it deafened me as I
considered the prospect of catching what I knew would be a massive
load of cum. "I'm going to give you a little taste," he said. "Be
perfectly still" he continued. I wasn't sure exactly what he was
doing but I know I was going to like it. He rubbed his cock on my
tongue for a moment, than held it directly over my upturned, wide-open
mouth. He teased the underside of his cock with those two fingers
until a long slow groan came from him. I could see the head of his
dick, so swollen and purple that it looked like it would soon burst. I
watched as one single long flowing stream of cum ran from the slit in
his dick, then felt it land on my tongue and slide into the back of my
mouth. As it trickled to a halt, he deposited what was left on his
cock by rubbing the slit of his dick down my tongue. Even though this
was a far cry from the huge gush of cum I would later receive, it was
by any standard a lot of cum. I closed my mouth and savored it. It
had that wonderful salty, tangy, slightly metallic taste and I took my
time swallowing it. It was incredible. I wanted to thrust his cock
back in my mouth and finish him off right there but this was his
script, not mine.
"That was absolutely incredible baby". I've never experienced
anything even close to this." He said.
"Thank you for that" I replied, "It was wonderful and I can't wait
for more".
"Which brings us to our final scene" he said.
And of course, we renewed our buzz! I had been sucking this
incredible mans cock for nearly three hours now, and I was about to
get my reward. We were on the sofa again, him to my left. He
reclined back into the corner of sofa with his right leg stretched
down toward my end and his left leg hanging over the edged of the
sofa. "Come over here onto the floor between my legs". I got into a
comfortable position as he nudged his body close to the edge. I had
full access to his cock and balls now as he lay back. His cock was
now semi-erect, loose and fleshy and his balls were hanging at rest on
the sofa. "Work on my balls for a while" he said. I lowered my head
and took long, wet licks and kisses all over his balls. I spent a
couple of moments at this and his cock was once again rock hard. "Suck
Me," he said. I raised my head and once again took his enormous dick
in my mouth. "Suck it as deep as you can," he said. I took a breath
and engulfed all but about an inch of his eight-inch dick. I raised
and lowered my head taking him as deep into my throat as possible each
time. He pushed me gently away and stood before me again. This time,
he took my head in both hands and said "Put it in your mouth baby,
your hands on my hips". He slowly thrust his cock deep in and out of
my mouth. My face was angled slightly up and I could see his body and
his arms as he worked me. His motion increased until he was face
fucking me. The power of his body in full-on male fuck mode was
overwhelming. I held my mouth open, relaxed my body and just gave in
to it, waiting to feel his cum burst down my throat. He was building
up toward an orgasm again but this time; it looked like it would be
the real thing. But he slowed his thrusting and held his cock deep in
my mouth; once again grunting as he pumped his cock muscles hard as I
felt it throb. He withdrew and said, "I've never done that before and
just wanted to experience it. I want to finish up on the bed".
We moved into the bedroom and he took a position just like the one in
his video. He piled a couple of pillows under his head so that he had
a full view of what he was about to receive, or rather perhaps what I
was about to receive. He spread his legs wide across the bed and said
"Come lay down between my legs". I approached from the foot of the
bed and crawled up to him until my face was at his cock. "I want you
to do exactly what you were doing before, the sucking and licking only
this time, about two minutes of each". I was still amazed at how
specific his desires were, but apparently this change in interval had
some significance for what was now going to end in his orgasm. It
felt wonderful between his legs, so I took the liberty to kiss and
lick his inner thighs as I moved into just the right position to work
on him. I began by licking and mouthing the underside of his cock
again. His cock stiffened to rock hard again immediately and he let
out a long moan. After the two minutes, I took his cock in my mouth
and sucked and stroked him just as before. I made this my best
effort, making sure he could see the whole show as he watched me blow
him. By now, I knew exactly where to place my mouth and tongue,
exactly what kind of motions got him most stimulated and I know
exactly how he liked to have his dick sucked down to the tongue and
hand motions and even the exact speed he liked. I gave him this full
treatment for about fifteen minutes for most if which he was once
again hanging by his fingernails in the excruciating pleasure of near
orgasm. By now, he was a mess of sighs, groans, gasping breaths and
barley discernable mutterings of a man who knew that soon, he was
going to have the most powerful, most intense orgasm of his entire
life right into the warm, wet sucking mouth of someone who had eagerly
granted him, down to the most minute detail, the most incredible
blowjob he had ever had. This was so much more than a blowjob for
him; this was the culmination of a lifetime of constructing the
perfect fantasy that he probably had given up on ever realizing. And
I was about to feel his desperate obsession realized at last as his
entire body explodes with all those years of pent up longing and lust
that he will, in just moments be able to bare no more.
As I sucked his cock, he panted out the words that would put us into
our final moments of this incredible mutual fantasy. "Okay baby, just
lick it now while I tell you exactly how I want you to do this." I
began licking him again, mouth and tongue working the underside if his
dick as I listened to his instructions. He spoke in broken, almost
pleading whimpers as though he were begging me to get these last few
moments exactly right. "When I tell you to suck it, take about three
inches into your mouth. Hold my dick with your hand at the base but
don't stroke it. Suck it in shallow slow strokes of about a half
inch. Move your tongue left and right as you suck and keep a fair
amount of pressure on my dick with your tongue as you move it. Keep
sucking exactly like that until I've completely finished cumming in
your mouth but don't take my dick out of your mouth until I
specifically tell you to. Can you do that for me baby?"
"Yes, I replied, I promise I'll do it exactly as you say". As an
absolute assurance that I knew exactly what he wanted, he had me
position his dick in my mouth where he wanted it and even "calibrated"
my tongue movements until it was perfect. He showed me at just what
angle he wanted my face so that he could watch as he came in my mouth.
I resumed licking him just as he liked. I spent about five minutes
licking as the intensity of his experience built and built. He was
beginning to squirm and his legs were flexing in and out around my
body. "Oh my god yes baby, lick it, just keep lickin' it just like
that". I couldn't understand much he said after that. He was
literally delirious. His body was quaking and his head was rolling
back and forth as he stared down at me. Finally, in one short burst
of breath he blurted out "Suck it baby, suck it off". I moved my head
in to just the right position and took three inches of his huge cock
into my mouth. I sucked him slowly in short half inch strokes and
worked my tongue just as he had instructed and made sure he had a
clear view of it all. I wanted his cum more than I've ever wanted
anything, wanted him to drain his entire body into my mouth through
his cock, now so hard and huge it seemed to be all my mouth could
hold. In his delirium he gasped out "so perfect baby, so beautiful,
so perfect". Then suddenly his body seemed to go limp and melt into
the bead. I felt his cock become slick with a gush of pre-cum, then
he drew in a gasp, his legs stiffened and I felt an incredibly warm,
strong shot of cum squirt into the back of my throat immediately
followed by a an ear splitting scream from him. His body went into
convulsions, he squirmed and bucked in the bed, legs and arms flailing
as shot after powerful shot of cum blasted into my mouth. His orgasm
was incredibly forceful and lasted for a very long time. Spasm after
spasm, I could feel my mouth filling up with more and more cum as his
cock continued to gush and he let out cry after cry. His cock
twitched and throbbed in my mouth each time a strong shot of semen
spurted from him. The first few shots were so powerful I could
actually feel the longs, hard streams of sperm as they splashed onto
the back of my closed throat. I remembered seeing his cum shots on
video and I knew exactly what was happening in my mouth, but even more
intensely and strongly. I was taking what was probably the most
intense orgasm this man had ever had into my mouth without a flinch,
and his cries told me I was doing it exactly as he'd imagined over and
over. He just kept crying out and convulsing, cuming and cuming until
my mouth was so full semen and his huge, swollen cock head that I
feared I would loose it if I didn't keep my lips sealed tightly around
the shaft of his dick. As I continued to move my tongue back and
forth on him, I could feel his sperm swish around in my mouth. Even
as the cum emptied from him he continued to have orgasmic spasms as
his body shuddered and twitched. Slowly he moved less and less until
he lay spent, savoring the euphoria of afterglow. I continued to hold
his cock, still hard, in my mouth. He looked down, a look of complete
depletion on his face. "Suck it for a few more seconds then take it
out". I continued to suck him as he whimpered until his cock began to
loose its hardness. "Let it go, real slow and easy" he gasped in
broken exhalations. I slowly withdrew him being careful not to loose
any of his cum. My mouth was completely filled with his semen. I had
no idea a man could cum that much. I enjoyed the taste and texture of
it in my mouth for a moment. It was indescribable, worm, thick with a
strong musky metallic taste like nothing else in the world. "Swallow
it for me baby, swallow my cum for me" he said. It took two swallows
to get it all down but it was wonderful. I could taste him even
stronger after I swallowed. My mouth was coated in his sperm. I ran
my tongue around the inside of my mouth so that I could savor the
strong strange taste of a man who had just emptied the most
incredible, most powerful and huge orgasm of his life right into my
eager, willing, wanting mouth.
"Clean me up baby" he whispered. His cock now smelled of the strong,
musky odor of semen and sweat. I cleaned his spent, flaccid cock and
balls with a generous, lavish tongue bath. His cock was sticky with a
sheen of cum and I could taste it as I mixed it with my saliva and
licked it clean from his fleshy, limp dick. I cleaned his balls, now
tasting strongly of salt and I licked and mouthed them until they were
clean of the fine, glistening moisture of his sweat. He groaned
quietly, head back as I finished bathing him with my mouth.
The strong smell of his genitals filled my nostrils. Under any other
circumstances I might have found it unpleasant, even repulsive but to
my surprise and a little fear I realized his odor was triggering a
response in me that I never dreamed possible. This was the smell of a
mans body after he fucked. This was the smell of his body fluids and
my own saliva, of the pheromones pouring off his scrotum, of his flesh
and sweat and cum, of my breath as I breathed into his groin. A
primitive odor carried aloft by the heat of his body. And to my utter
shock and momentary fear, it was driven by an incredibly primitive
desire to submit to him in ways I never suspected I would.
I had never experienced or even wanted anal sex but I suddenly had an
overpowering desire to have this man take my ass in his strong hands
and plunge himself deep into me. I wanted him to force me over onto
my stomach. I wanted to feel the weight of his body press me into the
bed as he grunted and groaned on top of me. I wanted him to pin me
under him, helpless as he forced me to submit to him. I didn't even
know if I could take a cock in my ass or how painful it might be but I
didn't care. Indeed, I wanted him to use me with complete disregard
for my own comfort or protestations. I just wanted to submit
completely to him as he expressed his most base, animal maleness. I
wanted to be the object of his full power and aggression. I wanted
him secure and confident that he had my complete submission. And I
wanted him to treat me as though I had no choice what so ever in the
matter. I knew I had moved into a state of complete abandon to his
will and was now ready, even eager to allow him to do anything he
wanted to me. I wanted him to fuck me like he had paid a thousand
dollars for me, like I was his whore who had signed away all rights of
dignity or respect for a pile of cash left on a dresser in the corner
of a room where no one could save me, no one would even know I
existed. I was frightened and confused, but I was helpless to act in
what any sane person would consider a rational self-interest. If I
told this man what I was feeling, what would he do to me? How would I
stop him? The terror in me was that I know I would not stop him, and
I had no way of knowing what he might take if I gave myself completely
to him.
His cock was now beginning to fill out, not erect but I could tell he
was becoming aroused a little. I nuzzled my face along side his cock
and held it gently against my face, kissing it lightly, rubbing it on
my cheeks. He moaned quietly. I ran my tongue lightly along the
underside of his cock and he responded with a pulsing of his cock as
it filled out a little more. And then I heard myself say it. I heard
myself commit to something I could not turn back from, and had no idea
I could actually accommodate. I looked up at his and our eyes made
contact. "You can fuck me if you want" I offered in a cracking shaky
voice.
"Are you sure?" he questioned.
"I'm sure," I answered.
"Have you ever been fucked before?" he asked.
"No" I responded "But I'm ready"
"Be sure to let me know if you want me to stop," he cautioned
"No, I don't want you to stop" I found myself saying to my utter
amazement. "No matter what, don't let me stop you. You can do
anything you want with me, anything at all"
"Well " he paused "That could come down to rape technically"
"Let's not consider it as something like that. Let's consider it my
complete subjugation to your will. I'll give in eventually, once I
realize you're not going to let me off easy. Please " I heard my
voice beg, "I want this. I want you to think of me a bought and paid
for piece of ass."
"That's quite a commitment" he said "But if you really think that's
what you want, I can give it to you. I've got to go to the bathroom.
You've got until I get back on this bed to reconsider. After that,
there's no turning back"
He left to urinate. My mind was racing. What the hell had I done?
But a calm suddenly came over me and I was in a state of complete
sublime submission by the time he returned.
I was on my back when he crawled on to the bed. He didn't speak a
word, just crawled on to me inching his way to my face on his knees.
He straddled me with his cock hanging above my face. He held my head
by my hair and began to rub his cock on my face as it became erect. He
lowered his balls onto my mouth as he stroked his cock. He gyrated as
he ground his balls into my face, then pulled back "Open your mouth"
he commanded. His demeanor had definitely changed. His voice was low
and commanding. No more whimpered requests. He was in command. I
opened my mouth wide and he plunged his hard dick deep in me. He
leaned over me supporting his upper boy by his hands on the bed above
me and began to face-fuck me, burying his cock deep in my throat as I
gagged and wretched, but he didn't flinch. I didn't have much of a
gag reflex and after the initial couple of thrusts; I relaxed my
throat and body and just gave in to it. I could feel his balls fall
onto my chin with each down thrust of his fucking motion. The heat was
pouring from him and I could smell him strong as he grunted, body
working over me. I held his ass firmly with both hands as he
continued to face fuck me. He came back up on his knees over me and
rubbed his wet dick all over my face.
He rolled off the bed. "Get down here on your knees" he ordered. I
slid of the bed to take my position before him. He grabbed my head
and continued to face-fuck me. I was pinned against the bed, unable
to resist the force of his plunging cock. "Open that throat up and
swallow my cock," he commanded. After several minutes of this he
positioned me on the bed on my back, head hanging over the edge. He
pushed his cock down my throat again, this time fucking my mouth so
fast and deep I could feel his balls slap my nose, eyes and forehead.
He buried his cock in me so that my nose and eyes were covered by his
loose hanging balls. He was sweating now, and the odor of his balls
was overwhelming. I breathed in his heat and smells as I gave in to
what was happening to me with a helpless pleasure that was building to
a strange detached ecstasy.
He pulled away and told me to lie on the bed on my stomach. He placed
a couple of pillows under my hips so that my ass stuck up above the
bed. Here was my moment I both feared and relished. How would this
feel? Pain or pleasure it didn't matter now. I was about to get
fucked in the ass and I was helpless to stop it. I didn't want to
stop it. I desperately hoped I would be able to relax in to this but
whether I could take it or not, it was going to happen. I was his
bitch now and he was going to fuck his bitch.
He went to his overnight bag and when he returned, took a position on
his knees behind me. His legs were position on the outside of mine
and my legs were together, ass hiked before him. I felt the cold
drips of some kind of lotion or lubricant drip between the cheeks of
my ass. Then I felt the warm firm sensation of his cock sliding up
and down between the cheeks of my ass, lubing his cock thoroughly.
I felt his left hand pull my left ass cheek aside, then felt the head
of his dick press against my rectum. Holding his cock in his right
hand to keep it aligned, he began to lean into me apply force to me
with the huge head of his dick. At first, I just felt pressure
against me. Then more and more pressure built until I felt his cock
begin to penetrate me. Immediately the pain began. My god what have
I gotten myself into I thought. As his cock head forced my anus open,
the pain became almost unbearable. I cried out in fear. But his
resolve was absolute, and I was going to take his cock up my ass
regardless of how much I cried out. He pressed me firmly and
forcefully into the bed with his free hand planted in the small of my
back. "Lay still relax," he barked in voice now full of base. Then
suddenly, his cock slowly slid deep into me as the resistance of my
initial penetration gave way. He pushed his entire cock into me in
one long, firm thrust. My body shuddered as the pain gave way to an
incredible feeling of fullness and pressure inside me that made my
pulse throb in my head, and I realized I had been holding my breath. I
released a long, load moan as he began to move in and out of me. He
had both hands on my ass now as I felt his body press against me,
fucking me rhythmically as he grunted and moaned with pleasure. I
became aware of my entire body, the feel of the sheets under me, the
waves of pleasure that coursed through me as I gave in completely
under him. I could hear the sound of my voice, moaning loudly in
concert with his. He speed up his thrusting motion while buried deep
in me. Then he leaned over on to me. I could feel his body, hot and
slick with perspiration, his breath blowing onto the back of my neck
as he lay on top of me. He pressed me so deep into the bed that it
restricted my breathing to rapid shallow gulps of air. I could feel
his legs pressing in on mine as his lower body worked to keep him in
position on top of me. His hips were doing the work now; I could feel
his balls slap my thighs, now forced together by his legs pressing in
on me. My god his body was so hot on top of me. As he fucked me, he
took in deep breaths and expelled long, loud moans of pleasure.
Struggling to breath, I felt a wonderful sense of light-headedness as
waives of pleasure began to wash over me. It was then that I realized
that the weight of his thrusting body was driving my cock into the
bed, rubbing between the pillow and the sheet. As the pleasure built
I knew I was cuming. I screamed out as waive after waive of ecstasy
coursed over me. I experienced a long incredibly strong orgasm as he
buried his cock in my ass over and over again. I could feel the sheet
under me become soaked with my own cum as my cock slide in it. As my
orgasm subsided, an indescribable euphoria suspended me in a state of
complete gratification. He rose up from me and hooked his hands
around my pelvis. He raised my hips off the bed and pulled me tight
to him with each inward thrust.
He was fucking me hard now, his balls slapping me as he pounded
against me. His moans became loud bursts of sounds as he got closer
and closer to orgasm. "I'm gonna cum right in your ass" he cried out.
Then he pressed me firmly to him burying his cock all the way in me as
a violent, intense orgasm racked his body. I could feel his legs
twitching and flexing as he pumped his cum into me. Again he came
long and hard, cock as deep in me as he could go as though he wanted
his whole body in me. As he came, he drove my body upward in the bed.
He released me and dropped over on his hands as his last few spasms of
orgasm exploded into my ass. He collapsed to his elbows, his hot,
sweaty body lying on top of me. I wriggled under him to feel his body
rub against me, to feel his cock moving in me. We lay like this for a
few moments; him too spent to move, me not wanting him to withdraw. He
pumped his cock in me as he grunted out his last drops into me. After
a few moments, he rose up and slowly drew his dick out of me. Another
moment of pain as his cock was expelled from my rectum in an
involuntary contraction. He rolled over onto his back and closed his
eyes, content and ready for sleep. He drifted off and I went into the
bathroom to clean up and make sure I wasn't injured, but I had no need
to fear. Aside from a tiny amount of blood and a lot of cum, I was
fine, if a little sore and shaky.
I returned to the bead with a hot, wet towel to clean him up. He was
in a state of twilight, so I sat between his legs and gently toweled
him off. He moaned, opened his eyes and told me that it felt
wonderful. As I rubbed him clean, his cock began to become erect
again! "Work on it for a little while" he told me "I may be able to
cum again in a little bit."
I laid myself out between his legs and began to lick and suck his cock
and balls now moist and worm from the hot towel bath. His cock stayed
semi-erect as I serviced it, but it was a pleasant sensation to suck
it this way and despite his lack of a full erection, he seemed to be
getting a great deal of pleasure from the blowjob. After about
fifteen minutes of him laying back and me enjoying his cock, he
ordered me once again onto my knees. He stood before me a little
shaky, but still ready for more. His balls were now very limp and
hung long and low. He raised his cock and I ran my tongue and mouth
through them. When he pulled my head away, he was once again fully
erect and wanting his cock in my mouth. I sucked and licked him for
several minutes as his pleasure built up. Pushing my head back, he
told me to lick him. He slowly stroked himself as I worked the
underside of his cock with my mouth and tongue. After a few moments,
he placed his other hand on my head, leaning it back. "Open you mouth
wide and hold your tongue out," he commanded. He stared down at my
open mouth as he stroked his cock. After a couple of moments he said
"Here it is baby, I'm gonna shoot off right in your mouth." Pointing
his cock head right in the opening of my mouth, he began to cum. He
let out a grunt and I felt a stream of cum ooze onto my tongue,
followed by several spurts of very thick sperm landing in the back of
my mouth and on my tongue. He thrust his cock in my mouth and grunted
out his last drops. I sucked him eagerly, knowing this would be my
last wonderful taste of his semen. As he withdrew and sat on the bed,
I moved to rest between his legs and took my time moving his sperm
around in my mouth. It had a strong bitter taste this time, thick and
pungent and I wanted to taste it forever. After several minutes of
savoring this last taste of his sperm, I swallowed it and once again
gently cleaned him up as he twitched and laughed, to sensitive now to
take much stimulation.
I had the pleasure of many more mouth fulls of his cum in the weeks
and months to follow. He moved out west but we still get together a
couple of times a year. Each time gets better and better. Even as I
write this, I can taste him in my mouth, smell his body, hear his
cries of ecstasy as his powerful orgasm explode as I wrap my mouth
around him. Nothing else has compared, for him or me.
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