Author's note: Well, judging from the reaction I have gotten, I guess I should continue my story. Thanks to all who have sent me feedback, all of which has been positive so far. Will respond to everyone as I have time.
The last of John's cum splashed across my tongue, his words coming back to me as i knelt there. As he leaned back on the bed, he kept his hand on my head, holding his cock in my mouth. As it softened, the pressure of his hand pushed my lips closer to the base, until it was all in my mouth, my lips and nose being tickled by his hair. I had just sucked a cock, swallowed cum, and I had liked it. Even when he took his hand off my head and laid back on the bed, I kept him in my mouth for several minutes, perhaps out of embarrassment. If I did not lift my head, I would not have to talk about it. Finally, though, I pulled my mouth from his cock, and just knelt there, not knowing what to say.
"Oh, yeah, that was good" John broke the silence first, sitting up and pulling some tissues from the night table and handing them to me." And from what I see on your legs, you did not exactly hate it, did you?" I looked up to see him smiling and shook my head as I cleaned off my thighs, tossing the cum soaked tissues into the wastebasket.
"No, I did not hate it" I answered, my eyes going back to his cock.
He stretched out on the bed, laying on his side with his leg crooked, giving me a good view of his thick cock. "No, I could tell. In fact, I think you liked it. Very much, didn't you?"
I could only nod as he took my arm and pulled me onto the bed with him. We laid there and talked for a long time. He told me about the three of them. How they started out jacking off together, then began to do each other, and asked me about things I had done. I told him that jacking off was all I had done up to now. As we talked, he would play with my cock and balls, and me with his. His cock would begin to stiffen some if I stroked it and squeezed it. It felt so big and thick.