I spent most of Saturday night looking at porn, thinking about Greg and how I was going to take his magnificent cock in my mouth and make him come. Despite the orgasm I shared with Greg that day, I still masterbated twice that night from my long research. Sadly, Greg never logged into the chat room that night, and I couldn't share with him how incredible he had made me feel.
I woke up the next morning even hornier than I had been the day before, with thoughts of large cocks invading my dreams. I mentioned to my parents that I had a group project to work on that day, so I'd be gone most of the morning and afternoon at the library and then meeting up to work on the project. In reality, I drove directly over to Greg's house and sat outside in my car for nearly a half hour before I had the courage to walk up the stairs and ring the bell.
The butterflies in my stomach went away as soon as I saw Greg in the window, a huge smiling crossing his face as he recognized who was at the door. He opened it with a very warm, "hey you," and pulled me inside without a second thought, right into a strong embrace.
He smelled amazing, like he had just showered. He was wearing a plain navy t-shirt and a pair of runner shorts, it looked like I had interrupted a workout.
"what are you doing here?" he asked, breaking our hug.
"Umm," I started, "I've been thinking about you all night, and needed to see you."
He replied with a bright twinkle in his eye, and that beautiful, warm smile of his.
"I haven't been able to think about anything else," he said, bringing me into him as he brought his lips down to mine to initiate a kiss, his hands reaching around to grab my ass and hoist me off the ground slightly.
"Yesterday was a great time for me, I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it, too."
"It was like the best day of my life" I responded, not doubting the exaggeration in the slightest. I started running both my hands along his waist while he kept me close, his arms locked together around my neck while my hands started roaming around his ass, and then met together around his hardening cock.
"I've been thinking about your cock all night," I informed him. "I've been watching videos and jerking off thinking about you" I continued. "I couldn't sleep last night because all I could think about was taking this big thing in my mouth and making you come" I finished, as my fondling intensified and he started getting to full mast.
"You had a lot going on last night, huh?" he asked and I nodded my head. Then I spun around and grabbed his hands, leading him out of the entry way and over towards the couch in the living room. Standing in front of it, I helped him take his shirt off and ran my hands down his chest, before planting a few kisses along his chest, working over to his left nipple which I took into my mouth. My hands grasped his ass tightly and I was soon trying to pull the waist band of his shorts down. I stepped back and pulled both his shorts and underwear off together, then pushed slightly on his chest to encourage him to sit.
I grabbed a pillow that was on the couch next to him, put it between his feet, and the sank to my knees so I was face level with his magnificent 9" cock. I took it in my right hand and then licked from his ball sack up to the tip of his penis in one long stroke, which I repeated five, six, seven times before stopping at the base of his cock and taking one of his testicles into my mouth while I stroked the tip of his penis with my right hand.
Greg's cock smelled amazing, it's possible he had just taken a shower like I thought, and I had no hesitation in making love to his ball sack and crotch area with my mouth, while my right hand continued to pump the top 1/3rd of his big cock.
I started kissing up the base of his cock until I got to the tip, where I started to snake my tongue around the tip, along his sensitive underside and all along his piss slit. I took a couple inches into my mouth and started swirling my tongue around the top, slowly taking more of him into my mouth, adjusting to let my tongue swirl, taking a little bit out and then forcing more of him into me as my mouth and throat adjusted to his size.
I kept a firm grip with my right hand on the base of his cock -- I couldn't close my fingers around the base he was so thick -- and occasionally let my free left hand roam up his firm stomach, up to his nipples which I grasped and pulled at. I could hear his moans of encouragement and pleasure, and I could feel him thrusting more of his cock into my throat, but mostly I was lost in my desire to make him come.
He was leaking precome at an increasing rate by this point, all of which I enjoyed on my tongue and swallowed with enjoyment. He started holding my head more forcibly, started getting more direct with the areas he wanted me to lick, how fast he wanted me to take his cock into my mouth.
His cock started thickening even more, as if that was possible, and I knew from my own experience that I was close to making him come. That realization spurred me on even more, and I picked up my tempo and oral assault on his cock and focused my efforts on the sensitive underside of his cock head.
I felt his orgasm coming as his cock got even bigger, gave a few dry twitches as he screamed out, "here I come" before unleashing one, then two, then three giant waves of come into my mouth. I tried as I could, but I couldn't keep up with the volume of come and had to take my mouth off his cock, spitting out some of his come onto his crotch as he grabbed his cock with one hand and stood up partly over me, directing his stream of come onto my face and shirt-covered chest. He squeezed the last few drops out onto me before sinking down onto the couch with a very satisfied groan.
