"Fuck Rob," he shuddered as I switched to the other nipple. He groped over my chest, trying to return the attention. Mine were hard as a rock and he tweeked them between his fingers. I ran my hand up and down over his abs, thinking how sculpted and firm they were; I caressed the muscled surface with my fingers.
Glancing down, I caught sight of the tenting boxers. Not hesitating, I moved my hand down to rest on the swollen flesh. It was bent and barely contained, but I could feel it pressing back and pulsing against my hand. He let out a loud moan, as I enclosed the big, swollen shaft with my hand. I started rubbing, back and forth, and he rolled his hips to enhance the sensation. I loved the feeling of that big dick and the built-up pressure in my hand.
He moaned, "Rob that feels good...keep...ahhhh...ahhhh...keep it up."
When I dropped to the floor, he was grinning at me. I slowly ran my hands up and down the visible outline, before pulling his shorts to the floor. His dick leaped forward from the shorts, bobbing and bouncing up towards his belly. It was easily seven or eight inches and gracefully arched out from his body. A tiny pearl topped the swollen purple head. I looked up, "Mmmm...its super thick at the base...and meaty...sweet."
As I placed my hands over his hips and pulled him closer, I could feel my dick straining to be released, too. I licked over the tip to lap up the sex, before pushing it into my mouth. Appreciating his beautiful girth, I gripped at the base and groaned, as I sucked the hot flesh. We were still standing by the front door, but all my focus was on Ryder, and the cock in my mouth. When I swirled my tongue over the tip, I was further rewarded with deep moans. I began to pump up and down over the shaft, sucking harder and running my tongue along the underside, and savoring more salty sex. He let out a long, drawn out moan, as I engulfed more and more of his dick.
When I felt it hit the back, I was excited to feel my mouth totally filled with all that gorgeous man. Fuck! It was sweet...feeling it slide through my lips and pulsing against my throat. His eyes were shut, but his mouth was wide open; breathing hard and moaning ever-louder. I watched his muscled body twitching and pumping into my face. His thrusts quickly matched my aggressive assault on his cock.
I pulled off and he begged, "Don't stop, Rob...please...don't stop...need it bad!"
"Not gonna happen...just let me get you over to the couch." When we moved into the living room, I was able to shed more clothing, leaving me with socks and underwear...sexy underwear (I had planned ahead).
When he flopped on the couch, he smiled, "Fuck...I can't wait to taste that!"
"Let me finish you, first." I smile and rub my hand over the shaft, "But just try to imagine this big dick between your lips...or stretching that tight, little ass.
He grinned, "Can't wait...you're a tease...just hope I don't fuckin' cum when it's unveiled. I do like the tension...the anticipation, though."
Saturated with spit and trickling precum, he was all wet, glistening and rock hard. While I worked his dick and licked over the shaft, I cradled his balls in my hand. I loved the weight I felt as I rolled them over my palm; they felt heavy with seed...I could feel it. I admired the way they hung...and thoroughly sucked them both, before heading back up top.
As soon as I got my mouth around him, again, he began rolling his hips to meet my lips. I was crazy fucking horny and started slamming my throat against the head of his cock; the moans and wet, sucking sounds of face-fucking filled the room.
Knowing I so desperately wanted his sex, he teased me and asked, "Mmmmm...uhhhh...uhhhh...closer...yer gonna make me cum...do you want me to pull out...uhhhh...ahhhh...before I cum? I can pull out, dude."
"No! I want it all...I want you to cum in my mouth." I emphasized my need and pounded my throat hard a few more times and grinned, "I really wanna taste all that load...want it all."
I could feel his needs mounting, too...becoming more urgent...and I worked harder. He held my head solidly with both hands and thrust through my lips, pounding at my throat. He met my lips and wildly pumped his hips in to my face; I knew he was close. I heard him groan, "God...I'm...cumming...cumming...feels goooood...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...cumming!" His dick swelled and I felt the heat hit my throat; my mouth was awash with cum and I swallowed as sprayed over my tongue. The salty warmth coated my mouth, but he managed to grunt out four, maybe five, more pulses. Thrilled with my prize, I kept swallowing, but thought, what a freaking huge load...I could really get used to this...maybe it's a couple days...who knows...but I like it.
He was still moaning, "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuck...yesssss, as the orgasm slowly passed and the convulsing stopped. I savored what was left in my mouth and continued milking it for every last drop. Squeezing at the big, thick root and stroking along the shaft, insured that I got everything.
Finally, he pulled out and tilted my head back. A little winded, he said, "Come on up here, buddy. Now, let's see what you got."
I flopped next to him on the couch and we made out with the pungent aroma and taste of cum, the prize of our desires. I smiled, "Another good start for the evening."
"Yeah...I'm thinking that, too...and I taste really good." He locked eyes and asked, "Let's go to the bedroom and I can return the favor?"
I grinned, "Sounds good."
He led me into the bedroom. I admired the way his penis, now semi-hard, bounced between his muscular thighs.
"Let's get these off," as his hands went for my underwear. "Dude, there's cock drool...think you're more than ready for me."
As he pulled them down, the rock-hard meat sprang free and I smiled, "I think I'm ready, too." Not straying from his pent-up desires, he grinned and focused on the dick, "Fuckin sweet!" When he dropped between my legs and grabbed for it, I let out a loud moan. Three or four inches stood proud of his hand, wrapped around the base, and he rubbed it over his lips. Then running his tongue over the shaft, "Mmmmmm...that's good...needed that...it's amazing!"
He pushed me back to sit on the bed and spread my legs open. Eager for more, he quickly licked his way down my abs, but when he reached my dick, he paused, again. He took a few minutes, gently brushing his hand over the head and down over the shaft. Before lowering his mouth down over head, he smiled up at me, "Dude, nice cock...nice fucking cock. Now, it's your turn."
"Well, you can see, I need help...can you help with that swelling?" Now laughing, "...and all that bothersome leakage?"
"Fuck...yeah!"
My head nodded back and I closed my eyes, while I focused on the warmth of his mouth and what he was doing with his tongue...it was everywhere all at once. "Ahhhh...ahhhh...that's it...Ryder...Ryder...suck me...suck it...yesssss...suckkk meeeee!"
I felt his hands slide under my ass to pull himself closer and drive me deeper, into his mouth...he gagged but he kept the pressure on his throat.
"That's it...amazing fucking...suck me...yessssss...suck me." Unrelenting, he just kept working it, bringing me, closer and closer.
I could feel my balls contracting and releasing...pleasure permeated my whole body and my hips were rolling wildly. So fucking close...all those months of sexting, were coming true...all that steamy text was running through my head. I knew I wasn't lasting much longer...I wanted to edge and prolong the pleasure, but I wanted release...all evening, I wanted release.
On the very brink, I started shaking while he was wildly banging at his throat...he was trying, but there was no way it would go through. He couldn't get it in, but he was rewarded almost immediately. I felt seed boil up the shaft and explode from the tip, pumping loads of cum into his mouth. Tremors pulsed through my body, as I emptied my balls into this hot, hunky guy that was only a fantasy, 5 or 6 hours ago...he was a collection of words on a screen. Now he was real and I was christening his throat with my hot cum.
I guess I was in a weird place, part reality and part fantasy, but it seemed to go on forever, till I felt myself slowing. I was still trembling and shaking as the orgasm faded, but I could feel him sucking at the tip, trying to get it all.
Both feeling totally relaxed and very satisfied, Ryder let it fall from his mouth and he stroked over the length. Softer and flaccid, it still felt heavy in his hand...something he clearly enjoyed. We both breathed deep and he brushed his hand over my abs, up over my chest and back down to my thigh. Still caressing my body, "Rob...that was fucking amazing...just fucking amazing!"
"Mmmm...you got that right...you think were hitting it off?"
He only smiled and laid back on the pillow...I could see he was deep in thought...I thought maybe he's taking it all in, the way I was. Finally, he answers, "Yeah...we are...we really are. It's cool when things work out...you know." He seemed quiet and continued drifting, in and out, of thought. Bringing me under the covers and snuggling closer, he was still talking and smiling, but occupied.
I felt him throw off the cover and caught that big smile, again, "Just wait...it's time for me to do this."
He jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom as I said, "What? I'm not going anywhere...you can count on that."
He came back with lube, "Rob, I've been thinking...I want to fuck! I want you to fuck me! Will you be the first to take my ass?" I sat back and let him continue, "I guess, it's a big deal and not a big deal...I mean I've had a lot of toys up there, but never the real thing...and I've sucked a lot of cock...it's time."
